Chapter 999 From Now on, There Is No Wealth in the World

"Why are you here?"

A man in black evening clothes came out of the shadows. His outfit looked like a Western vampire, but in fact he was a light mage. However, he looked It's not sunny at all.

Lychee was still sitting alone by the rock, watching the stream flowing under her feet. At this time, she seemed so calm and peaceful.

The attack in this world has come to an absolute end, because this world can no longer organize an organized peak resistance force, and the radio no longer issues auxiliary task prompts to the big boss listeners who enter here, which means that the radio has After the inspection, there were only a few caught fish left that needed to be cleaned up, and the place was completely clean.

And these listeners, who are extremely lucky, will become the first generation of listeners in this world. Even if they are sent to another world that needs to be attacked as the first batch of cannon fodder after the broadcast, at least they can live in this world again. a period of time.

As Boss Liang said, the biggest pursuit of the audience is nothing more than to live a little longer. For the first generation of listeners, they can live for at least a few decades, or even hundreds of years if they are lucky. Impossible.

This is already a great sense of happiness for them.

"Pochetti, do I know you very well?" Lychee did not turn around to look at the man. She did not have this intention at the moment. Perhaps, for her, living for a while longer is not an exciting thing, because this It also means that the couple can completely gain a foothold.

When the rules of broadcasting are completely excessive, that couple can be considered a real broadcaster.

This is an ending that Li Zhi doesn't want to see. The better off your enemy is, the unhappy you will be.

"Miss, I just came here to express my love for you." Pochetti took out a white flower from his sleeve. The flower is very charming, with a special fragrance. It is a unique flower in this world. type.

"You are so...boring." Lychee stood up and walked directly forward, her leather boots trampling on the stream, making a crisp sound.

"Where are you going?" Pochetti must be a veteran in love. He is happy to share a love story with this outstanding and charming oriental woman as a first-generation audience in this luxurious time.

"Find a hole." Lychee replied.

"Hole?" Pochetti repeated the word in English. Did he think he heard it wrong? Or maybe I got the wrong meaning?

"Yes, find a hole." Lychee smiled, then she turned her face and looked directly at Pochetti for the first time, "Otherwise, you will die."

"Hahaha." Pochetty also laughed, "Ms. Lychee, are you kidding me? The world is almost being cleaned up. Is there anything else that might threaten us?"

"Yeah." Lychee responded, and a black vortex appeared at her feet, and her figure was disappearing into it.

"Miss, it seems too impolite to turn around and leave like this..."

In desperation, Pochetti flashed his figure, and a holy white light appeared as if to block Lychee's departure.

"presumptuous."

Lychee replied these two words very calmly,

In an instant,

The water in this creek began to flow backwards, time and space began to become chaotic, and even the light magic around Pochetti began to be cut and dispersed.

"boom!"

Pochetti flew backwards and landed heavily on the ground, his face full of shock.

He knew that this oriental woman was very powerful, but he didn't expect that she would be so powerful!

He is no match for her at all, and even his own magical elements cannot be condensed in the face of her pressure.

"goodbye."

After replying these two words, Lizhi disappeared directly.

This goodbye is definitely not a farewell in the ordinary polite sense.

But a game,

Parting in life and death.

do not,

all of you,

you,

It's time to be cleared.

Godmother, Godfather,

I'll wait for your son to come over.

Then my brother and I will come to find you,

I kowtow to you,

At your graves.

………………

A ray of blood stopped Chen Ru, which made Chen Ru feel frustrated. She went crazy to bombard the ray of blood, but it had no effect. It seemed that what lay in front of her was a natural chasm, and she couldn't care less. There is no way to overcome the past.

As Yan Huihong said, Chen Ru is a stupid woman. She is very strong and confident. Even Yan Huihong may not be able to beat Chen Ru now, and anyone who can become a high-level audience is definitely not a fool. .

However, this woman's appearance is a bit too small.

If Chen Ru rebelled at first because she was prompted by Su Yuhang, then now, after she has fulfilled Su Yuhang's request, she is still bombarding the obstacles in front of her like crazy. In fact, it is just to relieve herself. That layer of panic.

The more confident a person is, the more vulnerable they are. She knew that there were beings stronger than herself in this world, but she never thought that a dead person could prevent her from going too far!

Fugui didn't even look at Chen Ru. What's so good about a crazy woman?

The armor passed directly through the orphanage's formation and appeared inside.

Fugui's rough hands gently stroked the armor, and the consciousness inside had completely disappeared. The so-called man in the armor had long since ceased to exist. Perhaps he had followed his eldest son and left with him.

Fusu's death was miserable, but at least he could accompany him on the road to hell.

Perhaps, he was unwilling to say another word to Fugui. This was a manifestation of his character. Otherwise, he would not have been directly sealed by the First Emperor because of his disobedience to the First Emperor's arrangements.

Fugui stretched out his hand and the armor spread out, then stuck to his body again.

old rich man,

bloated figure,

Even if he wears the most sophisticated armor in the world, he doesn't look that tall.

There is no trace of majesty or majesty at all.

Instead, he is more like an old farmer farming.

It's so simple that it's hard to bear to look at it.

He is not a hero, so naturally he cannot look like a great hero.

He is considered to be the person who sees the furthest in the world, but what he likes to see most is what is right in front of him.

He doesn't like calculations or demands,

Maybe the only regret in my heart right now is that I couldn't urinate for my god-grandson. I hugged that cute porcelain doll, said "pee, pee, pee" to him, watched the little guy pee, and then wiped it for him. Click the little guy's nose.

This was perhaps the most beautiful image he could imagine right now.

This is his life,

It is a life of wealth;

Su Yuhang once asked himself why he was called rich. Su Yuhang's guess was that "life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven." This is the perspective of looking at things from the perspective of the audience.

But his answer is that he is the fifth child of his father. His father is a simple farmer and believes that having many children and grandchildren is the greatest wealth.

Lao Fugui himself thought the same way.

But in this life, he owed his first wife and his biological children. The only person who could connect with him and talk and communicate normally was his godson, because he was also an audience, and because he was not afraid of becoming an audience.

Having more children and more blessings means wealth.

There is no big reason.

The armor on my body began to get hotter and hotter, and the surrounding temperature also began to get higher and higher.

The wrinkles on Lao Fugui’s face began to become clearer and clearer,

A pair of eyes filled with profound vicissitudes of life.

Xie Zhen sat there blankly, at a loss.

Seeing that Chen Ru couldn't penetrate, the three high-level audience members in Sichuan knew that they didn't go forward to do anything, because the seemingly honest and honest old man was definitely not that easy to get along with.

He didn't take action against himself and others because he was disdainful, not because he couldn't.

A ray of gray light quickly fell nearby. Yan Huihong, who was speeding up at all costs, turned pale for a while, but when he saw the old Fugui's figure again, he seemed very excited.

He didn't say anything, because talking more was useless. He just bowed slightly and saluted the old man in front of him as a teacher.

At this moment, a peaceful aura is flowing around. This aura is far less domineering than when Boss Liang got angry at Lan Yan before, but its influence is wider.

Only high-end listeners could feel it with Boss Liang, but this time with Lao Fugui, all listeners could feel it.

The sentence is very cliché and is often used in official articles. At this moment, it is like a warm current flows into the hearts of each listener, making them feel a warm feeling.

At the moment,

America,

Australia,

Asia,

Europe,

I don’t know how many of the audience members subconsciously looked thoughtful, and I don’t know how many of them paid attention and even bowed in this direction.

The three high-ranking audience members in Sichuan looked at each other and smiled bitterly. There was nothing they could do. There was nothing they could do. Their immigration qualifications had lost their original meaning. After all the hard work, all that was left was a lot of hard work.

The monk in the service area smiled slightly, clasped his hands together, and recited the Buddha's name, "The fruit of past lives, the seven laws of this life, only wealth and honor can enter the Dharma Eyes!"

Old Fugui's body began to slowly weaken, and his flesh and blood began to be drained away. This time, he would walk away cleanly, or even call it a clean walk.

He died a long time ago, so now, he has no grief of death,

He raised his head,

Look into the sky,

He seemed to see his old friend, as if he saw himself and him walking under the street lights after dinner, as if he was still the big brother standing beside him who liked to nod and agree.

"Dahang, didn't you tell me yourself that you wanted to be a good father?

What is his broadcast, and what is the audience he creates?

Can it really be as wonderful as being a human being? "

next moment,

Fu Gui's flesh and blood disintegrated, and the last traces of him left in the world were completely erased.

A streak of blood shot straight into the sky, tearing apart the space and reaching the other side;

At the same time, a mountain range in that world began to tremble violently,

In a cave deep in the mountains,

Nearly five hundred coffins began to tremble, as if the evil that had been sleeping for thousands of years was about to wake up!

I said to the cicada: "I'll see you tomorrow. I'll have to wait until next year."

The cicada said to me: "We will meet again in the next life."