Vol 3 Chapter 1008: After all, not a fairy

Zhou Ze knew exactly how sharp his nails were, and besides, this dollar coin was actually not very hard.
It's just that it's very convenient to simply erase the words. It's enough to just scratch a few times easily, but then it's very difficult to engrave a flower on the coin face with nails.
And it is still a blind eagle;
But generally speaking, people with deep cleanliness generally have different degrees of obsessive-compulsive disorder.
I know that it doesn't make much sense, but I still can't control my hands.
So boss Zhou still carves blindly with his nails,
Is itself a form,
But this form also has to be taken seriously.
Put down the phone,
Zhou Ze looked at the old man sitting on the sofa again,
The old man nodded to Zhou Ze, indicating that he was ready.
Boss Zhou also nodded, his expression somewhat dignified, as if he was really making a fate choice, and it was like the solemnity of the judge before the trial.
"Buzz!"
The coin flew from Zhou Ze's hands,
Turning rapidly in the air,
Boss Zhou did not reach out to pick up,
Let the coins fall on the coffee table,
"Buzz!!!!"
The coin circled around on the coffee table a few more times, and finally came to peace.
Lao Zhang coughed and took the initiative to check the coin tossing situation.
He bent down,
He lowered his head,
He opened his eyes wide,
He was stunned...
There are no words on the coins, but you have to say that this is a "flower", which is a little too insulting to Picasso.
For a while,
Principles, ethics, character, character, and other factors started a fierce collision in Lao Zhang's mind.
"Don't read it, it's a flower."
The old man said one step first.
Lao Zhang thought about it and took two steps back.
Also,
Tossing a coin is just a form. Regardless of the result of tossing a coin, neither the old man nor his own boss actually care about it.
Zhou Ze smiled, crossed his fingers, and the unrecovered nails reflected the luster.
"Then... sorry."
Ordinary thieves, arranging a tree on the road, akimbo, shouted, "This road is opened by me. If you want to cross this road, leave it to buy money."
Boss Zhou himself feels that he is a little too much. This is not a toll, but a direct way for people to make fertilizer for themselves.
If it was Zhou Ze a few years ago, it is estimated that this would not be the case. Occasionally, when looking up at the starry sky, it seems that you can still touch the moral standard deep inside you.
But now Zhou Ze, has been rammed twice, life and death have seen too much, although I still insist on living the life of the "ordinary person" that I like, but there are some corner things , I'm too lazy to bother.
The old man shook his head helplessly,
Its body,
Starting from the eyebrow position,
A crack appeared
And this crack is getting bigger and bigger.
A butcher in a vegetable market cuts down a piece of pork belly with a pick knife, smooth and smooth.
The old man, Black Shadow, came out of the body, simply and naturally as if he had just taken off a human coat.
Zhou Ze also stood up straight,
It doesn't make sense to only allow others to use them as fertilizers, but to force others to happily crush and re-ferment themselves and then bury themselves in the fertilization area.
The old man stretched his finger to the position of his eyebrow,
The sound seems a bit vicissitudes,
Road:
"A long time ago, the mark here symbolized glory, supreme glory!"
Boss Zhou nodded, indicating that he was listening carefully.
He really can understand this feeling, just like Li Xiucheng and their watchdogs worshipped the "winner".
Even if you win the hook when you die, you don’t even care about you, and you may even happily run to prepare to collect the next hand;
Even if you only have occasional dreams in your life, you have vaguely sensed the existence of the winning hook, and have never communicated with each other;
But they are still proud, still proud, and still feel glory;
I always feel that I am the unique treasure of the world. The person who has won the favor of the heavens is the first wonderful thing in history.
Speaking of,
Xiannu and Yinghou's hand do,
What's the difference?
Everyone is actually a dog.
"Natural people, forerunners of immortals!"
The old man gave a low drink,
A colorful luster appeared at the position of the eyebrow,
But the old man still managed to bear the pain and launched the offensive, only to see that the black shadow beneath him began to expand at a terrifying speed, instantly covering the entire living room.
Seeing this, Lao Zhang subconsciously wanted to retreat, but seeing that Zhou Ze was standing there still, he hesitated a bit and still stood beside Zhou Ze.
When in danger, abandoning his comrade-in-arms and running away alone can't really do this kind of thing.
It's an old way. Seeing that it's about to start, I yelled and ran faster than my own monkey, and yelled while running:
"Boss, I'm going to buy ice for you!"
The shadow covered all around,
As if covered with a curtain,
The light and shadow around them began to twist and fold up, and in some places, snowflakes continued to appear.
There is really a sense of immediate sight of the rural screenings in the 1990s.
The old man was in pain, but he was still holding on. The colorful light on the forehead should be the seal that the immortals set for the slaves a long time ago. This seal is very overbearing. Even if the immortals are gone now, this seal has always been there.
Also, his family is always the most ruthless to his family.
The old woman who was bound at the feet of Zhou Ze and Lao Zhang kept her eyes closed. She was completely closed to her senses and did not know what was happening outside.
"Since that day, Xian has become a taboo;
Since that day, we have become deserted;
Since that day, the integrity has been completely lost;
But we haven’t forgotten for a moment that the magnificent and beautiful mountains and clouds in the past........."
Lao Zhang, who had squeezed his fist in his left hand and was about to draw a gun, heard this and looked at Zhou Ze with some doubt, asking:
"Is this a poetry recitation?"
Zhou Ze nodded and said, "Recite BGM to yourself."
Speaking,
Boss Zhou shook his phone,
To the old man said:
"Should I choose a soundtrack for you?"
The old man's chanting paused, his lips twitched a few times, and asked with some embarrassment:
"Will it be too much trouble?"
Zhou Ze shook his head and said, "The poem recitation competition must be matched with good music to make a difference."
"That's hard work for you."
"Well, you're welcome."
"Cough..."
The old man cleared his throat,
Continued:
"The sea of ​​clouds collapsed, the Tianmen was broken, and the immortals became illusory, but we firmly believe that one day..."
"I want to be immortal and happy together, change the myth spread in the wind, sincerely walk through every moment......"
"........." The old man.
Boss Zhou nodded to himself, he had forgotten the song, or he happened to have met Attorney Ann watching "The Journey to the West" when he woke upstairs a while ago.
To be honest, the boss of that TV series Zhou had also seen it before, and I liked it a lot.
But in Liu Huan's "Affectionate Style" song, the atmosphere that the old man just created was directly washed into scum.
The old man was angry,
He didn't recite anymore,
Directly:
"I'm just the first group of fairy slaves to wake up. At this time, you dare to go against the sky. In the future, you will definitely pay for what you do today!"
Boss Zhou nodded, "Thank you for reminding me."
To be honest, the relationship between the two sides is still "harmony", because Zhou Ze knows clearly, unless the old man suddenly frustrated and ran back again and took out a rune paper to put the old man on his head,
Otherwise, the old man has no threat to himself.
Since I want to use other people as fertilizers, I will accompany others to take a form of chanting, so that my conscience can feel better, in fact, still soft-hearted, always like to be kind to others.
There was a bright light in the eyes of the old man,
Suddenly,
In the black curtain,
Showing a terrible crack,
The sea of ​​clouds is burning, the Tianmen is collapsing, and the thousands of Xiaguang begin to collapse, as if entering the end of the end!
This kind of desperation that is suppressed to the extreme is enough to destroy the human spirit in an instant.
The old man is very clever. He did not choose to do it directly, because he knows that there is no chance of doing it purely, so he intends to reproduce the horror scene of the year directly by mental shock!
In that scene, even the fairy is wailing in despair, so how can ordinary people withstand this kind of scene?
This is the bottom of his box. It's a sword, but it is also the only chance to win a chance for himself!
After all, at their level ~EbookFREE.me~ is not far away, how can you not hear what is said on the phone?
Lao Zhang immediately hugged his head, knelt down on the ground, and began to wailing, like a timid little sister, sitting alone in the middle of the street in the middle of the night and watching ghost films.
Zhou Ze's figure was also shaking for a while. This feeling really killed the countless streets of 3D4D5D in seconds.
Crash it,
Crash it,
Collapse!
The old man smiled at the corner of his mouth,
But soon,
His smile stiffened.
Mo said that Zhou Ze was still standing there. Although he was shaking, he never fell down.
Even the middle-aged man, who was scared to the ground at first, slowly got up again.
What exactly is going on!
Lao Zhang stood up, the white light flashed in his eyes, and the majesty of the Fa beast began to diffuse.
Law enforcers, law protectors, and martyrdoms, are single-minded and indestructible!
Want to destroy the heart of the magic beast with fantasy, this is really too underestimate the magic beast.
"You.........you.........who are you!"
The old man asked almost desperately.
And at this time,
In the picture,
A sword fell,
Instantly split the sky gate, pierced the sea of ​​clouds, and brought the most terrible silence in heaven and earth!
It is this sword that completely chopped off the age of immortality;
It is this sword, and since then, there are no more immortals in the world!
Faint,
Zhou Ze heard a sigh in his heart,
With a little memory,
With a slight sigh,
With a slight sadness:
"Male...Sun...Xuan...Yuan..."

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