"Where are the bricks moved?"
The entire Huangquan Road was instantly empty.
And the crowd of people at the newsstand turned to kill the bricks in an instant.
"Go to the brick-moving place to read the latest chapter, don't squeeze me!"
"Picking the stars with the sun and the moon in hand, there is no one like me in the world. This title is too tempting. The Alchemist should have won, but..."
There is no way, this is the most irritating scene. Grantham has been saving for a long time, and this is the key chapter of the earth-shattering counterattack. After all, this novel is not only realistic and delicate, but some cultivation systems in it seem to be achievable. Expanded sense of substitution.
"Moving bricks?"
Zhang Xiao tore up the newspaper.
He stood alone on the spot, looking at the crowds in the distance, and took a deep breath, "I'm actually angry... Hell, it's really strange, it's so novel and special."
He admired it more and more.
This model is unconstrained, at least he used to be the hero of a country, and he would never think of similar measures.
It is indeed the underworld, the most mysterious place in the legend.
"Forget it, this novel contains great horror, and I am in it at this time, to obtain some kind of knowledge and intelligence information!" He thought for a while, but still couldn't help but want to know the ending, and strode forward, "Wait After reading this chapter, I stopped reading it, and continued to go back, squatting at the source of Huangquan Road, waiting for the person who might appear, if he can remember the reincarnation, then maybe he can... "
Moving brick offices.
A Treant sits on a chair.
His door was even more crowded than the long queue at Po Meng's side, as if he was Po Meng.
He kept saying to the people in line: "You have to move the bricks before you can continue watching! However, it is a common sense that you have to smelt the bricks before moving the bricks. How can you move without bricks? You are all strong with special talents. It was amazingly efficient and it was done very quickly.”
He constantly assigned tasks, just like the image of a contractor.
The underworld is in the physical space, not in the thinking space of Mengmei.
Soil and flowers are real, and quite powerful ghosts have reincarnated countless times, their talents are naturally powerful, and even their powerful soul body can be transformed into substance. When they touch materials, they can naturally move bricks and build buildings.
"faster."
"Go for smelting!"
In an instant, the entire Huangquan Road started to work, as if entering the age of iron and steel smelting, full of enthusiasm.
"It's finally started..." Maotiao sat on the chair, wiped his sweat, and peeked at the Naihe Bridge in the distance, which was empty. Granny Meng was still holding a book and reading quietly.
Bringing people to start construction is also one of Fengdu's construction plans.
Although the underworld often suspends business, it is normal, but in front of the man-made closure, Meng Po is so calm, naturally she has said hello in advance, otherwise he would have been cold for doing so.
It's not that he doesn't know the vicious methods of this Meng Po, and he feels horrified when he thinks about it.
"Dear water friends in the live broadcast room, the architectural drawings are almost ready? After all, many of them are from civil engineering, and they also invited Mengmei, a land developer, to plan and construct a large-scale formation to coincide with the way of heaven. .. ..”
"And you big guys, hurry up and translate, let's kill them, let them experience the pain of chasing more! Let them chase another billion chapters!" Maotiao was full of ambitions, and said to the live broadcast room, "And everyone! Friends, if you think it looks good, give it a reward.”
Everyone in the live broadcast room: "..."
They think it's just poisonous.
Which other people's live broadcast room is not obediently enjoying? Watching the anchor performance, fair skin, beautiful and long legs, what about them? To look at a tree, not only do you need to pay a reward, but you also need to help with labor and work hard.
...
...
At noon in full swing, work gradually stopped.
A group of people sat down tired, began to sit on the bricks at the construction site, harvested the newspapers of their own labor results, and read the next chapter happily, feeling that their days were very fulfilling.
"Brother, your level of moving bricks is not low." Some creatures around said to Zhang Xiao. They were full of admiration. Now, they gradually understood the meaning of the word "moving bricks".
Zhang Xiao didn't say much. After all, his cultivation base and talent were there. He acted very withdrawn, ignoring the group of people who were discussing the plot lively, sitting on the stone bricks of the construction site, and quietly read the newspaper in the corner.
"Sure enough, I'm not disappointed!" He squeezed the newspaper tightly, and enjoyed himself, watching the hearty high-burning fight, and watching this sword god known as the hero, every pore dilated!
Cool!
So cool!
I saw at the end wrote:
[Grantham, the great alchemist, faced Gilgamesh, the ultra-ancient hero king summoned by Medusa, and still easily defeated him. He completely suppressed the entire era and turned into the most dazzling sun. The era of alchemy has completely opened! The name of the emperor Grantham, who is in charge of the gate of truth and alchemy, resounds throughout the world, but he quietly returned to the Elizabeth Freemasonry, saying to the seven little witches, "I'm back", just this sentence , let them wait for a hundred years]
Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiao was satisfied.
It's the finale!
Overthrowing the entire dark age, invincible, the story should have ended.
And the lovers with the seven little witches finally got married, which is a happy ending. Sitting on the construction site, Zhang Xiao couldn't help feeling a lot of emotion, and decided not to watch it. The following plot should be a peaceful and happy daily life.
However, he casually glanced at the preview of the next chapter,
"The Alchemist opened up the Babylonian alchemy era, built world-class wonders, the Hanging Gardens of Babylon, the giant Adolf... can be called all kinds of miracles, and can be called the most glorious era in the history of Babylonian wizards, and the seven little witches are about to die, what should the Alchemist do?" Where are we going?"
Please read the next chapter: The land of the gods, go to heaven to worship the gods!
God
To see the land of the gods
The name of this chapter made his complexion tense instantly, "Alchemy Emperor, how could he be so bold!? That's a god!"
What is ups and downs, ups and downs
This is!
His heart stirred up waves again.
Yes, counting the time, the seven little witches are only at the level of the second and third ranks, and they are about to die of old age at this time.
He couldn't help but take a deep breath, wouldn't it be painful to become a strong man? I remembered the sentence "Life has always been like this, and the strong also suffer pain", as if it echoed back and forth. It was obvious that the seven little witches overthrew the entire era and defeated the most powerful enemy, but they were no match for the entire enemy of time. Even if Grantham became the most powerful person at the top of the world, there would still be pain.
The surroundings were tense, and there were quite a few of the seven little witches, their teeth itching with anger.
"Poor Miss Elizabeth, and the other lovely little girls, are they dying?"
"What's going on with this ending!"
"Wait, go to the gods, is it possible? Grantham wants to go to the sky for the lifespan of the seven little witches, to find the land of the gods, to meet the gods, to find a way to prolong life..."
"How can this be!"
"Grantham, you're so infatuated..."
...
The eager discussion around made Zhang Xiao feel confused. He didn't succeed, but the Alchemist succeeded. If he didn't reap good fruits, is he really going to end up in a sad end
"Without good rewards, life is always miserable?"
He took a deep breath and was finally touched by the story inside.
After all, the subsequent development was too annoying, he hesitated a few times, looked around and stopped, and continued to move bricks, "Forget it, I will move another afternoon, and there will be another chapter in the evening, after reading it, I will leave. "
After a few days.
"Brother, I'm not as good at moving bricks as you are." A celestial being sighed over the ocean. He was overwhelmed. He originally thought that his talent, as a noble celestial being, would be extremely dazzling even if he did such a humble job. Think of such a strange person.