Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Thangka was deeply infected by the girl’s smile and couldn’t speak. The stupid girl was pulled into the women’s area by the girl.

But this time, he turned around before Chu Zhiyun took off the gray anti-epidemic suit.

He doesn't know why he wants to do this. In the Holy League, seeing the body of the opposite **** is not a shame. It is like a machine that will never be ashamed of seeing another mechanical internal structure. There is no such concept of "shame" at all.

But he just felt that he couldn't... squad leader.

Li Yao’s voice rang in his mind: “Hey, why are you turning around?”

Donka said: "I, I don't know, what do you mean, what do you want to do!"

"Nothing, what can I do, I am a good person, a person who is upright, kind, and out of the low-level fun - you can be absolutely assured that the whole universe knows!"

Li Yao said, "I am just very curious about your mental state. I want to study it in depth!"

"Hey--"

The cries of Chu’s cloud are interrupted, and the self-talk in Thangka’s brain is interrupted.

When I look back, the girl is not wearing the red dress with gold powder, but it is a dress with a white dress on the green background. It is also printed with a very bright sunflower pattern and a fresh summer atmosphere.

Donka looked at it.

Not because of the squad leader's dress, but because of the smile on the squad leader's face, and the youth and vitality behind the smile.

"I don't want to pass the good teacher's retelling, but to listen directly to the voices of the gods. Who stipulates that only the best teacher can have the ability to interpret the will of the gods. We can't directly hear the voices of the gods. To the look of the gods, know what the gods want to do?"

Chu Zhiyun's eyes are shining and confident, "If I can't find the answer I want in the sacred league, then I will go to the empire to find it. I believe that in the land where the sin breeds, the magic country must have more It’s quite different from the sacred alliance. It outlines the face of the gods from the other direction. When the two sides are put together, I will be closer to the truth. This is why I have to be a 'latent person'. , Thangka, is my smile still a standard? Can you look at it?"

"Okay, look good?"

Thangka was a little confused, his eyes were like headless flies, he didn't know where to fly, and he stuttered. "The squad leader, this dress seems to be still small."

"is it?"

Chu Zhiyun pulled the skirt hard. "This garment is made of special fabric. It is very elastic and can automatically fit every curve of the body. It doesn't hinder the activity. I feel it is okay."

"but--"

Thangka took a deep breath and reminded, "You seem to forget to wear underwear inside."

"Yes!"

The squad leader twisted his arms as far as possible behind his back and slammed the zipper awkwardly.

Thangka turned his head again, only feeling that the air was thin and dizzy.

"Get it, now it's your turn, come over."

After a while, the class took a long breath and said to Thangka.

"Hey?"

Thangka once again slammed and pointed at his nose. "I, I have to change?"

"Crap, or else what do I bring you to do, just want you to take the wind?"

Chu Zhiyun took a set of men's clothing, squeezed a ball in his hand, looked at Thangka, the eyes flashed with dangerous light, "Tangka classmates, are you coming, or the squad leader personally?"

"I, I will come by myself!"

Under the squad's coercion, Thangka could only helplessly put on the costume of this imperial devil.

He didn't know how to explain the positioning of the suit. It was probably between the sportswear and the costumes. The tops were put together with colorful rags and a huge skull on the chest. It is also a hole in the hole, and it is also inlaid with many bright rivets. At first glance, it is not a good class.

The aesthetic of the imperial devil is really creepy!

"Next, what should we do?"

Thangka put on this piece of clothes that would be squeaky when he took a step. How to walk awkwardly, he twisted his body and asked the monitor.

Chu Zhiyun smiled slightly, and in the depths of the supermarket, there was a melodious and brisk music.

The sacred alliance has no music—all people gather together, sing along the rhythm of the perfect teacher, and express their praise and worship to the gods, except for the form.

Thangka was taught by his tutors since childhood. Music is one of the most evil and chaotic things in the universe. It is also the best medium for the invaders of the brain outside the world. When people indulge in music and are completely captured by the melody of music. The extraterrestrial demon will quietly camp in the human brain.

The instructor also showed Tengka and other children a lot of videos that were circulated from the real human empire. They were all imperial people in some places called "night clubs", captured by music, eroded by the demon, embarrassed, unrelenting .

In those videos, the violent music is like the roar of the devil. The gorgeous light is like the flame of the nine secluded yellow springs. Everyone has a blue rib, a face, a sweat, a sneaky ghost, and a flurry of hands and feet like cramps. Until I was exhausted, I fell down in the corner.

In such a sinful occasion, fighting and fighting drugs, as well as releasing the animal nature, the phenomenon of gene insertion in public is not uncommon. The reason is very simple, because music greatly encourages the breeding of the gods in the brain and completely destroys these people. brain.

Just because I saw such a scene, Thangka has never had a good impression of music, and even felt deeply fearful.

However, since his brain has been stationed in a hippie smile, the **** of the gods "Yao Lao" does not seem to be afraid of more music, right?

What's more, this brisk and clear music is different from the video that the tutors played to them in the past. It makes people feel happy when they hear it. It seems that there is a golden door that slowly opens, and a shiny road stretches farther in the distance. long.

Thangka couldn’t help but walk in the direction of music, and found that Chu Zhiyun was standing in front of a quiet and peaceful and illusory illusion.

In the three-dimensional light curtain, it is a blue sky with a crystal clear water droplets. The picture is constantly enlarged, and there are rolling hills and lush mountains, as well as large golden wheat waves rolling over the fields, and high-rise buildings. New towns lined up in countless times, and countless faces filled with happiness.

Below the light curtain, scrolling a line of small words:

“Courageously take the first step and change your life from today!”

“Choose ‘Thickland Development Group’ is to choose the best tomorrow!”

"The powerful Imperial Expeditionary Force will protect your family and investment, and you will become the new owner of the new world!"

This is an advertisement for attracting investors and colonizers in the back, in the thick soil, and dozens of empire so-called "new light complex world" abound.

In the past five to ten years, although the war between the Empire and the Holy Alliance has not ended, but under the wrong propaganda, there are countless imperial citizens who think that the Holy League has been completely defeated. They can make a fortune in the new world of light and become a The first generation of gold diggers, "opening up a new life."

Therefore, countless colonizers, adventurers and even exiled exiles have taken care of their mouths, with a meager savings for a lifetime, huddled in stinking, dark and crowded immigrant ships.

Nowadays, most of the unlucky people are trapped in many worlds on the front line, because the supply line has been cut off by the sacred alliance, and it is in a state of isolation and helplessness.

And the first and foremost thick soil, all the civilians are afraid of not being killed by the war, or shivering in the concentration camp, or sent to the "temple" to accept purification?

Even so, such a beautiful advertisement still has a deadly appeal, and even attracts two ignorant sacred people.

At the end of the advertisement, there was a blue sky, a rising tide and a golden beach.

But in this picture, there is a tall, handsome man and a **** woman who are deeply kissed together.

Create a new ad message below: "Give the best gift to love, a new world."

“There are a lot of similar videos here, many of which are story-telling, called serials and glare phantoms.”

Chu Zhiyun said faintly, "Although it is all made up of chaos, but it contains a lot of information about the daily life and manners of the imperial devil, we can learn how to simulate an imperial magic through these videos. Man, what do you think?"

"Ok……"

Don Kamen did not look at the beautiful men and women in the advertisements and kissed them, ignoring why they had to learn to be an "imperial demon".

"The two of them are 'kissing' - is this called the action? Just put your tongue in each other's mouth and lick it."

If Chu Zhiyun is thoughtful, "This seems to be a very common etiquette of the real human empire. Is there any deep meaning? Can they say that they can analyze each other's genes through their saliva, whether they are suitable for gene insertion and fusion, and manufacture? A stronger and smarter next generation?"

"Yes, maybe."

Thangka muttered.

"Without ‘may’, I will know if I try.”

Chu Zhiyun looked at Thangka.

"Hey?"

Thangka was scared again.

"come."

Chu's cloud face is expressionless, and Tangka hooks his finger.

"I, me, no, no, you, wait, wait!"

Thangka rubbed his chest and took a deep breath. He only thought that the sunflowers on the squad's dress were like the sun shining out of the glare, stinging his brain blank.

However, in a chaotic blank, he suddenly thought of one thing.

"Yao old."

Tangka concentratedly thought, "You... don't you avoid it?"

"What do you mean?"

Li Yao’s voice came, and there was some grievance. “I didn’t say anything, I didn’t do anything. What do you want to do, although I’m doing it, I won’t hinder you, just sit down and watch it still. - I am a gentleman!"