Apocalyptic Forecast

Wait?

Wait?

Waiting for death?

Huaishi held a fan and shrunk in a corner where no one noticed, trembling, and then looking left and right, nothing sitting on either side looked like a human.

"Huh? It seems like someone has a taste."

"It may be wrong, drink and drink."

The two colorful Yingzhou Great Ghosts sitting in front of Huai Shi picked up the wine pots and drank it again. Soon, they were drunk in the singing of dance music.

After the curtain was dropped, the incomplete musicians played pipa and 箜 篜, presenting almost mournful desolate tunes to the rotten secretaries, but under the wind blowing, the banquet became more and more noisy.

"It's all good stuff, don't waste it, eat fast."

The crow urged.

Huaixi looked down at the blurred piece of flesh and blood in the bowls and bowls on the table. His expression twitched. He picked up chopsticks and picked a few cold dishes to drink. Several pickled greens tasted quite refreshing. Each bite was rich. The precipitation of the abyss diffuses in the mouth, bringing a beautiful taste impact.

Especially the few edamame, every time they are chewed, they will scream, and the bean has a face that looks like a human face, and it is full of juice.

His eyes lit up when he ate, and the original repulsion disappeared.

"Give me more vegetarian dishes, don't put any meat on it."

Huai Shi held a fan and said to the attendant who was kneeling next to him: "I recently ate and pray for the Buddha, praying for the Emperor, it doesn't matter if my way is broken, what can I do if the Emperor has lost his life?"

The attendant tapped his head in a panic, and soon the dishes on the table were changed again, looking green and unhealthy. Just as the waiter was about to bring the wine down, he was stopped by Huai Shi.

"I don't need this. I'll give you more wines." He said with a deep voice: "Do you know that they are too white? He is just like me. The more wine I drink, the more happy the poem will be, and I will be happy when I drink." , Make one for your whole family ... "

Although the attendant could not conceal his expression of "you are so bragging", but was limited to his duties, he brought a variety of different sakes according to the instructions of Huai Shi, and then sat down on his knees, opened his eyes and waited for this shameless goods. Wrote a poem.

Huaixi took a sip of his head up and took two peanut edamame. After chewing two bites, he felt that in a whimper of whimper, a few wisps of cold life that had never been seen germinated from his mouth, and he immediately sighed comfortably. Tone.

A burst of alcoholism inevitably took over.

Seeing the waiter kneeling there looking forward, Huai Shi shook his head.

He took a deep sigh and took a deep breath. After a moment of gestation, he raised his head and said quietly: "Ah, the horse has thin hair and long hooves, and his son stealing his father is not a thief ..."

"..."

The attendant rolled his eyes and took two steps backwards in his knees, too lazy to bother about the guy who had come in to join in the fun.

After the fan, Huai Shi was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect to tell the haunting love story of Grandpa Blind and Grandma Blind, and he was gone.

Forget it, you do n’t have this blessing ...

Huai Shi shook his head and sighed, and became a transparent person who didn't care, and continued to bow his head to drink and eat food. As for the screams in the distance, he became an accompaniment.

I do n’t know what to wait for.

Asked the crow and said nothing.

Huai Shi waited on the left and waited for a bite of wine and a dish. After eating two plates of edamame, he couldn't wait. He could only take out the crow's material from his sleeve and turned it over.

The first line of words made Huai Shi's eyes hurt.

—— 50 source crystals.

According to the latest exchange rate, a source crystal refracts Dongxia Yuan 2.4 million, and a large number of acquisitions often require a premium of about one-tenth, that is, about 100 million ...

"just kill me!"

Huai Shi sighed: "One hundred million, I won't make so much money if I kill it! Besides, if you are advanced, do you still need a system to go to Krypton Gold?"

"Of the fifty source crystals, there are about thirty, which is the cost of renting the cutting-edge alchemy workshop of the Dongxia lineage. Believe me, more than 60 million is for you to use for a week, which is already the price of friendship. . "

The crow said calmly: "Among the remaining ten or so, ten are fixed for you to use to extract the source quality, and the rest are reserved insurance. If you have the ability to get to Cavendish, Workshop-level alchemy laboratories, this can be wiped out. "

"... Is it necessary to be so high-end?"

"It's not so high-end, the sacred marks of the young man must be absolutely precise and absolutely stable, otherwise, if something goes wrong, you may have to go to the abyss to shave the room to get a membership card, at least once a week to bleed treatment."

"..."

Huai Shi endured the heartache and continued to look down, not to mention the other messy things. The materials produced in the various borders and abyss are enough to make people crazy.

"The crystal of blood and hatred, the divine grace, the undead flames, the ashes of the evil things ..."

Which of these is not a unique output of a large pedigree, precious materials monopolized by various organizations, and strategic materials that are tightly sealed.

"Why is Heavenly Kingdom Pedigree burning so much?"

"You have to understand that when the Astronomical Society revised the genealogy of the kingdom of heaven, it was the most prosperous and huge period.

It can be said that everything from the current border to the abyss is demanded. There is no need to consider the cost performance when designing. No, it should be said that the cost performance they consider is the gains obtained in the long term. Therefore, we must always strive for excellence. "

The crow said lightly: "In fact, there are also versions that don't burn money, but haven't you experienced it? How big is the difference between your own power as a ghost and the ghost in the Nibel dragon root? Even if it is from the same source There are also huge differences.

To gradually open the authority in the book of destiny, the necessary effort is indispensable. "

The same is all pianos, why are the antique-grade treasures made by the masters so much more expensive than the brands?

Apart from the huge difference in sound quality, isn't it the difference in identity?

The truth is that Huai poems all know, but why should we spend so much money?

That's all, at least there was something that let Huai Shi work hard, and the thing that left him the most difficult for him was the part that was written by the crow at the end, the most important thing.

"The birth of life, the true meaning of nothingness, the connection of souls, yesterday's phantom ... what is this and what!"

"It means literally, whether you have an understanding of yourself, or have obtained a utensil that can achieve the same effect, even if it has a moment, it does not matter, this is the most essential power of Shaoming, you must have Experience.

Compared to those that are tangible, can be bought or can be grabbed, these illusory things are the most precious and the most difficult to collect. It must depend on your luck and hard work.

If we are lucky enough tonight, we can probably make up the most difficult one, and it will be up to you to show your performance. "

With this sentence in front, Huai Shi got some spirits anyway, and after drinking the few wines, he no longer continued to greedy the cup, but sat up and closed his eyes and waited quietly.

Who doesn't like the opportunity to save money?

I do n’t know if I have been here for a long time, or if I am finally accustomed to the atmosphere here. Huai Shi feels that his suppressed Sacred Mark finally has such a space of activity.

The calm source gradually spread.

It seemed to finally get used to it after diving for hundreds of meters.

After absorbing the vitality in the wine and vegetables, the messy source of Huai poetry began to change, and it was transformed into a type more suitable for this, as the chameleon transformed the details in his attributes freely.

After Huai Shi discovered this, he couldn't hold back the joy in his heart: Isn't this where he would go to pick up a grass and taste it in order to save the soil and water?

Immediately afterwards, he finally noticed the abnormality floating in the air.

Anomalies should be, it is better to say that there is something normal in this place enveloped by eternal darkness. But Huai Shi always felt something was wrong.

Staring at the banquet with waves in front of him, anxiety inevitably rose in my heart.

Most of the bad cold brought by the death hunch comes from the bantering banquets in the temple, but there is also a vital part that has no reason.

In other words, this unusually hidden part is so good that Huai Shi could not find any clues.

Huaishi poked up a fan and looked at each other one by one through the gap.

Those who became drunk and violently goblin and more weird secretaries after they got drunk, or sang songs or chanted poems, and three or two gathered together for fun ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Gluttonous.

Some elegant people even hung down the curtains and tasted incense at the scene, loudly praising the elegant taste.

When the drinking was strong, some people sighed helplessly: "It is a pity that there is good wine and joy, but there is no bright moon for people to taste one or two, otherwise, will it not be more cheerful?"

"Mingyue? Isn't that easy?"

The snake-faced doctor in the hall laughed, pulled a blank piece of paper from his sleeve, cut it into a disk with scissors, and threw it toward the cloudy sky outside the hall.

The white paper flew up to the sky and expanded rapidly, like the same jade plate, and let go of Yingying's light.

Turned into a bright moon.

This technique of paper-cutting for the moon is really amazing, and then, under the pale light, the secretaries who drink and have fun in the palace are letting out waves.

The demons sang and danced.

But Huai poetry is more and more trance.

Faint.

Not only was the wine suddenly coming up, but the changes in the source quality matched the dark pulsation of this place, and the scene in front of Huai Shi's eyes suddenly tranced.

A cold wind blew, bringing a coolness, and the noise in the hall became louder.

But in the eyes of Huai Shi, the cold wind blew the scene in front of him, and suddenly a slight ripple was lifted, as if the falling curtain was turbulent, and there was a gap between the seams of the void.

"Did you notice it so quickly?"

At that moment, the crow in the book of destiny sighed: "Don't say I deliberately scared the children."

Crisp snapping fingers spread in Huai Shi's ears.

In an instant, the splendid illusion was torn apart, revealing the darkness hidden behind the darkness.

The **** behind the hell.

Huaishi, took a breath.

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