Interstellar Adventure: I Let Great Xia’s National Fortune Fly

This voice really came to Zhao Zichuan's ears.

Zhao Zichuan was already full of displeasure, and when he heard this, he just wanted to howl, "Kiss!"

"Prepare for bombing!"

Cursing and commanding, Zhao Zichuan stuffed the tiny, capsule-like thing into the dragon's ear, and immediately jumped off the dragon's head.

"fire!"

Rumble!
After the black gunpowder exploded violently, there was a puff, and a small puff of smoke shot out from the fire dragon's ear... It turned out to be a sky-swapping monkey! ! !Still mini! ! !

WTF! !
Zhao Zichuan's eyes widened, and he blurted out, "You fucking play me too!"

Jiaojiao, [Gun, I spent all my savings. 】

I……

I……

Zhao Zichuan tried twice, but he didn't say a word.

Forget it.

Be in the plan, look for changes!

"Cooling!"

Huolong's body was black, and he was obviously injured.

But in its mad state, it destroyed everything indiscriminately, and it was too difficult to get close... At this moment, a small figure appeared on the red building.

The bald head looks like a charged red light bulb, and it's also a bit like a Saiyan transformation...

"411, I can't get in!"

"If you don't die, go!" Zhao Zichuan also looked forward to it.

According to Jiaojiao, the 'fluid' in the bald man's body is like a buff.

The buff is not added, the bald head is garbage.

With the addition of buffs, this sum has the combat power of the peak e-level...

Ugh?
Ugh?
Fog grass?

Just when everyone's attention was on the bald man.

The dragon withered.

Like a balloon blowing air, it quickly shrinks... As the dragon shrinks, the girl with fluttering skirts is revealed.

"Mold, mold girl?" The live broadcast room exploded.

At the same time, the sound of the national fortune sounded, [Congratulations to Daxia 666 for winning the national fortune, the corpse of the fire soul beast. 】

[Congratulations to Daxia Leyao for breaking the robbery and harvesting the cheats of the Dharma World]

[Congratulations to Daxia Leyao, who won the National Fortune and the Fire Soul Altar. 】

[National catastrophe pardon, time reduction by 3 minutes...time reduction by 3 minutes...time reduction failure, increase the number of resurrections by 10%. 】

Blue Star, Great Summer.

On the coastline, soldiers wearing life jackets and using their bodies to block the flood tide cheered excitedly, "Stop! The tide has stopped!"

(Don't doubt, the Great Xia warriors are omnipotent. There was such a scene in the flood in 98.)
"Don't slack off, the flood has stopped, and the dams must be built. This is the first time that the national disaster has occurred, and it will definitely not be the last time!"

Hamburg country.

The water magically returns to the sea... Except for the messy and lively fish, there is no trace of water.

"saved?"

"I, wasn't I swallowed by a shark?"

"Am I resurrected?"

Studio.

People from all over the world sent congratulatory messages.

"411 is a true god, I worship...the hero of the doomsday!"

"Big Xia is invincible, take my little brother out of the doomsday!"

Blue Star laughed together.

Le Yao is bewildered.

She was holding the grass-shaped object in her hand, and said foolishly, "I, what did I do?"

"I just want to learn from you and climb up to help."

Jiaojiao, 【That grass is the root of the fire soul grass, and also the gate of life. 】

[Theoretically, it cannot be pulled down. 】

It's outrageous!
Zhao Zichuan was very depressed, "I said, you are so tricky, why don't you just kill it?"

"I was thinking of countermeasures, and I was in the main battle. It was very hard!"

The bald third child weakly agreed, "I tried my best to hold back the big move, but it didn't work..."

Loudspeaker, "Don't act if you can't continue..."

"Obviously very easy!"

Ah.

Zhao Zichuan sneered, turned his head and left.

"It's too much!" Le Yao was furious, clutching the grass.

But before she could speak, Zhao Zichuan covered her mouth.

"Shh."

Zhao Zichuan made a silence gesture, and said sneeringly, "Arguing with sand sculptures, if you lose, you will be the big sand sculpture, and if you win, you will be the king of sand sculptures. What's the point?"

"Besides, he owes his mouth, and his country is in trouble!"

"Baldy, get out, I'm going to clean up the battlefield." On purpose, Zhao Zichuan seemed to be picking up trash, wandering around and looking around.

"Oh? Is this the luck of the nation?"

"Should it be?" Le Yao cooperated, squatting in front of a large piece of red fruit together with Zhao Zichuan.

It's not the death valley red fruit, or the fruit like the cherry tomato (small persimmon).

As soon as Le Yao joins hands... [Congratulations to Daxia 666, harvesting 1964 fire soul fruits, the national fortune is in progress...]

"The fate of the country is so easy." Le Yao definitely did it on purpose.

She pouted, looking very sad, "I'm not having fun anymore."

"Oh, do you want to act again?"

When Zhao Zichuan heard it, he sat down on the ground.

He was exhausted and seriously injured. While eating the fire soul fruit, he yelled, "It's so hot, it's so hot, it's even scorching my polinggai to reveal the skin."

Le Yao giggled.

Laughing, laughing, she suddenly tilted her head and rested it on her knees, looking at Zhao Zichuan with bright eyes through her hair.

"Did you hear me, I just said that I broke the robbery."

"En." Zhao Zichuan was a little perfunctory.

He is a human being, and being able to bear it doesn't mean it doesn't hurt... And after eating the Fire Soul Fruit, the burns on his body felt like healed.

So, he is eating with his life.

Seeing Le Yao, she smiled even sweeter.

She stretched out a hand, "Let's get to know each other formally, my name is Le Yao, how about you?"

"Brave pen?" Zhao Zichuan turned around suspiciously.

He stuffed a few fire soul fruits to Le Yao, and said, "If you are sick, you can tell me, I have medicine."

Le Yao felt like hitting a rock.

She tore away the fire soul fruit and said angrily, "Keep it for yourself!"

"Oh." Zhao Zichuan didn't notice anything strange.

He sighed and muttered, "Forgot, I don't have any medicine anymore."

[Jiaojiao, if I shop in Vata, the money will be gone? 】

[Just break the gun? 】

Jiaojiao, [D-level peak weapon, when you have D-level strength, this gun can make you a god. 】

【now what? 】

[Hard fire stick. 】

Nima!

Zhao Zichuan almost spurted blood, "Let's do it, I have a big heart, and I don't feel bad at all!".

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Zichuan stood up.

He pouted at Le Yao, and said solemnly, "Walk around and get some luck for the country."

"I study other things."

"Yeah." Grabbing a handful of Huosun fruit, Le Yao bounced away like a happy beauty on the snack street.

"This matter is a bit strange." Zhao Zichuan said to the sky.

Soon, the Daxia official responded, "411, tell me your opinion?"

Zhao Zichuan said without hesitation, "Today's national crisis is a reminder."

"If one day, Hope Star goes bad, or there is no more luck for the country, can Blue Star get rid of the doomsday?"

"You're right..." As soon as the reply came, Zhao Zichuan immediately raised his hand to interrupt.

Zhao Zichuan smiled.

He turned around and walked towards the sliding door, "Right or wrong is your business."

"I just want to be passionate about this life."

"Come." Saying that, Zhao Zichuan suddenly called the door.

Lamen also wondered, who is God talking to... But he didn't ask for a moment, and said with a grandson-like expression, "God, tell me."

Order the yarn.

The waste wood point is gone, and the compensation promised in advance is gone.

Fortunately, there are many treasures in Huolong Cave.

Zhao Zichuan put his hands behind his back and put on airs, "Don't be cautious."

"I plan to stay in Vata for two days, searching... no, looking for some valuable materials."

"You are also ready to prepare. Three days later, 50 people will come to receive the reward."

Sliding door mania.

"Yes."

"God, what else do you want?"

Zhao Zichuan pointed his thumb back and pointed to the sky, "Communicate well with Daxia, fight for it, and return to the earth as soon as possible."

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Cough cough, the trumpet is coming again... The undead George said, "411, you are mowing the grass like the National Games, how can we play?"

"Or, you quit."