MTL - Dreadful Radio Game-v3 Chapter 998 This armor, I will wear it!

There is no **** in this world, and there are more people who believe, and God will come out, just like what Mr. Lu Xun said, "There is no way in the world."

Being trusted and respected, this feeling has been seen in the lychee. The little brothers and sisters of the former orphanages used it as the most dependent big sister for a while.

But like this, thousands of people are generally worshipping together and screaming, and lychee has never been.

The audience is God. They have the power of God. But they are like mice living in the sewer. They are a little bit of a night. In the past, there was an organization of the audience in the East. Infinitely close to religion, Chu Zhao did not. Before the death, there was a connection with this organization, but it was only the organization between the audience. The believers were also experienced and low-level listeners. They had never heard of any audience who dared to go to the world to create their own religion.

Therefore, the feeling of being worshipped by so many people makes the lychee somewhat strange and even ridiculously moved.

Yes, Litchi thinks this kind of emotion is ridiculous. She doesn't bother to make herself a god. She doesn't bother to have any cumbersome emotions. Even she doesn't bother to own these believers.

But looking at the stone carving that belongs to her in front, it makes her heart a little embarrassed.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes slowly.

For a time, a group of dark clouds gathered from all directions to cover the sky, just like the eclipse appeared, the believers below are either fearful or upset, but some people think that this is the goddess of the goddess painted by the stone carving.

However, when Litchi opened her eyes again, her appearance changed tremendously. The scope of the change was not much. Even the temperament did not change much, but it seemed to be completely changed.

She became,

The appearance of Haimeimei.

Litchi began to move forward, her steps were very light, and her body shape was slowly getting higher, just like the immortals, bringing light in the darkness.

She is the source of light and a symbol of light.

In the eyes of the public, Liche came to the side of his stone carving, the self in the stone carving, lifelike, amazing to the carving process of this world.

The believers below were amazed, then they slammed down and began to bow their heads. They were fools, foolish and incorrigible, and they were helpless. They were slaves. After the slave owners left, They lost their meaning in life.

So they need God, they need to find a faith.

Litchi's fingertips, like a knife, began to portray on his own sculpture. Soon, the face of the sculpture was changed and became almost the same as her current appearance.

Then, her body vacated and one hand held the sky.

In an instant,

The dark clouds are retreating,

Xiaguang is full of heaven!

"Sau!"

"Sau!"

"Wow!"

Everyone below worships and shouts. This should be a kind of language in the world. They are cheering the manifestation of God. They are strengthening their faith. Today’s scene is enough to make thousands of people here become the most loyal followers. Then this group People will infect more people to worship this sculpture.

next moment,

The shape of the lychee appeared on the side of a hill in the distance. She returned to its original appearance and gently raised her head. She would not cry, and she would not allow herself to cry.

Because crying,

It is a very extravagant thing,

She will shed tears, but that is the tear of joy that will flow out when the couple die in front of themselves.

..................

There is something going on there, it should be very far-reaching, but Yan Huihong is not willing to participate, and he is too lazy to participate. He is standing next to a big lake, here is Wuhu.

The torrential rains in the past few days have reduced the number of tourists here. The Jiuzhaigou earthquake and the frequent mudslides of the previous period have indeed had a significant impact on the tourism industry in Xichuan, but the beauty here is only a little more time, like to pursue Beautiful people will come here constantly.

But Yan Huihong appeared here at this time, not for the so-called beautiful scenery, he walked into the lake, and the body began to slowly dive underground.

Deep underwater, a bronze door loomed, Yan Huihong did not go in, he just looked at the water quietly.

The woman, who stayed here for a while, was where she went before the Western Way. She stayed for a long time. When she came out, she realized her own way and directly followed the cause and effect of the little guy of Su Bai. Killed in the West, stepping on the French aunt to prove success.

Bronze door, the residual breath, for Yan Huihong, do not need to go in, but still can guess a seven seven eight eight.

It is because the old and wealthy points can be traced to the opportunity to prove the path, and the woman should have accepted the point here. As for who is the person who mentioned her, she has already come out.

Therefore, she has just chosen the unexpected "anti-water" way to stand on the side of the radio to do things.

She said that she has a commitment to Su Bai, but she is here earlier, and perhaps what promises should be made.

Yan Huihong came out of the water. He didn't know what he should do now, because he really couldn't do anything. Now he walks around and looks around. It looks like a detective. It is just a matter of understanding the mystery, but in fact it is nothing more than him. A choice to pass the time.

The old man is rich, but he doesn't know how to return it.

This matter, he can not intervene, it is not his philanthropy, but once he is ready to shoot, the ending will go to the world of a story like the boss of Liang, fishing, of course, to say something is not good, let Yan Huihong give up It is unrealistic for everything to be reluctant to repay this human condition. He has not yet "stupidly loyal" to this point.

Standing on the shore, Yan Huihong's eyes were somewhat blurred. After being dialed by the old and wealthy, he used to frantically search for everything about the old and the rich.

It’s just that there were too few people to know about the events of the year, and the people involved were not found at the moment. At the moment, it seems that there is only a simple memory.

In the meantime, Yan Huihong saw a middle-aged man with a big belly walking over the distant mountains.

Yan Huihong’s eyes were condensed, and his figure appeared on the mountain. He saw the old riches. He was moving forward, and his mouth whispered, “Certificate.........I want to prove............... ...Zhengdao.................."

This is a fake wealth, just like the image I saw in front of the cemetery in Guangxi. It was nothing more than the wealth that once leaked out of its vitality and was absorbed by the nearby vegetation, so that the nearby planting inscriptions engraved the time. Some images.

However, I have been driven by wealth and have followed the rich images all the way, so I can be more sensitive to this vague spiritual existence, and maybe even my own breath stimulates the vegetation here, because I also have old in my own body. Rich brand.

However, this image is very thin. Obviously, the changes in the age have made the vegetation here have undergone tremendous changes, and it is impossible to form a clear memory picture.

Fugui walked over from here, went all the way to Yunnan, went to Dali, and went to the place of the testimony.

then,

He proved that he had buried his own tombstone with the ancient three, and then he took over the guardian of the land of the testimony at that time and became a new generation of guardians. Then he lay for twenty years and waited until that. The little guy named Su Bai came there and completed the handover with him.

He actually,

Already dead,

In a way like this, there have been twenty years.

Even, actually, it really proves!

This is the most unbelievable!

A person who has long since died can even prove success!

Yan Huihong was a bit embarrassed, and the image in front of him had disappeared. He didn’t know why Fugui had to do this in the first place. Even if Su Yuhang was good at calculations, Yan Huihong did not believe that a character like Fugui would be so easy. It is counted in such a miserable situation.

People are unintentional, can they live.

It also seems that there is no definitive answer.

"Why did you come to this step willingly in the same year?" Yan Huihong said to himself, "You should... don't swear like this."

Yan Huihong was a mixed society before he became an audience, that is, a gangster. Even if he became a listener, he also had that kind of habit, but even if he still couldn’t see through the wealth of the past, why was he so bad in front of Su Yuhang? .

Really, for friendship,

Really, is mourning more than death?

The blood of the bones is scattered, leaving only a will to die, but still not to the friend, all the way forward, to the place of the testimony, the lie for twenty years, what is he for?

"you dare!"

When I heard Chen Ru’s screaming, Yan Huihong, who was far away from the hundred miles, smiled. He finally understood why this woman had been stuck in that realm for so long.

a stubborn woman, a woman who acts according to her so-called spiritual principles, a stereotypical woman,

One,

Even a little ridiculous woman.

This stupid woman is destined to be only a gun in the hands of a wise man.

But at this time, Yan Huihong suddenly thought of something. He stood up violently, and his mental power was released. He did not hesitate to spend his own source and continued all the way.

Under the mental traction, he saw the traces of the rich and the rich 20 years ago. One end stretched to the land of Dali's testimony, and the other end, with the direction of extension, continued to expand, Yan Huihong's eyes The color of shock began to become clearer and clearer.

"There... it's actually your bones!"

..................

"Hey!"

The armor portrait was smashed into the orphanage like a co-worker. In the face of this swearing-in, Chen Ru could not stop in time.

But just as the armor had just touched the squad, it made a scream:

"It's you! It's you! It's actually you!"

You hurt me so much that it hurts me! ”

Chen Ru has arrived at this time, but when she is ready to shoot, a **** light suddenly appears to be directly isolated, and Chen Ru has been repeatedly bombarded, but still can not break this blood.

And at this time,

In the orphanage of the array, from the muddy ground, there is more and more blood and light, and even a piece of broken meat, pieces of broken bones, they slowly emerge from the depths of the ground, and then Reunited silently.

The armor man mad like a roar, but did not continue to bombard the orphanage, it is waiting, at the same time, it is also looking forward to!

Dagongzi is already dead. It thought it was completely desperate, but did not expect it. At this time, there was a new hope of dawn!

Far away from hundreds of miles away, Yan Huihong’s mentality has been scanned all the way.

His mouth opened consciously,

He is very scared, he did not expect a result like this,

In the past, Su Yuhang was responsible for the day, and he died.

And the rich flesh and blood separate the place where the body collapses completely,

This is the orphanage!

Rich and rich are dead here, and it is equivalent to being buried here. After that, his unstoppable will has gone all the way to Dali and went to the place of the testimony!

The blood and bone fragments began to fuse, gradually forming the image of a middle-aged man with a half-vulture, and the man was like a dream, but with a kind of peace and simplicity.

He is dead, he is dead, he is really dead,

But here,

Is his graveyard,

Is his place of burial,

It was the place where he was killed by his best friend.

But when his flesh and blood reunited, he was not mad, and he did not have any violent breath. He was still so calm, as if he was the one twenty years ago, he was laughing, like a handsome uncle next door.

Rich eyes glanced at the upstairs of the orphanage, where a small baby was lying in the cradle, still sleeping, and occasionally licking a cute little mouth.

Rich and funny,

This smile is like the old ancestors who shouted "Small ancestor, quick urine" to Su Bai when he saw the female body in hell. It was full of kindness to the elders.

"This is me.........dry grandson?"

Rich and silly smile, he has no time, because he has already died, but because he died, the broadcast can not pull him into the story world, there is no way to affect him.

Because, Xu Fugui, is really dead.

The separation between him and the radio is more crisp and thorough than the original blood corpse!

The breath of the armor began to weaken rapidly. It was flying away, but it was still screaming for wealth. Yes, if it wasn’t for the rich and the rear hand he arranged, it would have been pitted twice, it would not look at the big man. Falling in front of yourself and no way!

But its buzz is with a kind of eagerness!

"Oh, I don't have much time." Fugui shook his head with some regrets. Otherwise, he really wanted to go to the grandsons upstairs to put the urine. The little guy slept for so long, and he should have a pee. But he didn't have that much time. This is his most regrettable thing. He didn't even remember Su Yuhang's killing of himself, because he didn't have time to hate. If you have this kind of effort, it's better to look at your own grandson. child.

this life,

Did not accompany the pro-son wife, and lost,

But there is a dry son and a grandson.

Also worth it.

immediately,

Rich and pointed fingers to the armor,

"come on,

This armor,

I am coming to wear! ”