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

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When Yawen heard it, he went crazy and sang with all his heart.

Not to mention, it's a bit like Pavarotti and Zhao Si... It can be said that it's hard to hear the level of a champion.

Zhao Zichuan was dumbfounded.

I also understand.

From Yawen's singing, he heard the history... Dick's civilization should have a terrible civilization fault.

"Girl, can you do it?" Zhao Zichuan asked Le Yao, turning over the grill.

Le Yao's mouth twitched.

She probably wanted to complain, so she held back, and carefully asked Zhao Zichuan, "Is it appropriate? It's a bit of a bully."

"It's okay." Zhao Zichuan glanced over.

He was not sure, and said, "Everyone is polite, like a gentleman, and they will not turn their faces easily."

"Hey, do you like a sincere rough guy, or a polite hypocrite?"

Le Yao gave Zhao Zichuan a blank look, and stepped forward generously, "Mr. Yawen, how about I sing one too?"

When Yawen heard this, he immediately abdicated.

He respectfully said 'Grandma', and continued, "My ancestors were as beautiful as you, and also had a charming singing voice."

Le Yao smiled shyly.

She is very much like the little girlfriend who runs naked at home, and when guests come, she is docile and polite.

After coughing twice, Le Yao started.

The exit is the familiar melody, "It's all bubbles..."

Ok!

Le Yao didn't sing very well.

But the Dick people were fascinated by what they heard, and they didn't know what they thought of, and some people cried bitterly.

Mp, this is paid for, right?
Zhao Zichuan complained in his heart, not to be outdone, and handed over a bunch of meat skewers.

"Come, eat and drink."

"White wine mixed with beer, you can drink everything, beer mixed with red wine, let's take a sip, come, I will do it first as a respect!"

[Jiaojiao, I leave it to you. 】

Gudong, Gudong, Zhao Zichuan drank, the wine was not wasted at all, it all went into the system space.

Impolite, but appropriate.

Seeing Dick fell into alcohol mania, Zhao Zichuan was satisfied.

Afraid of making mistakes, he raised his glass again, "Drink while I grill."

"Yao'er, come here."

Seeing Le Yao step down, everyone applauded and cheered.

Le Yao was also embarrassed, her face flushed, "Oh, how is my singing?"

"Hello thief!" After finishing speaking, Zhao Zichuan turned his head, touched his nose, and said solemnly, "Do you think my nose has grown?"

What do you mean?
Lying long nose?
Angrily, Le Yao kicked Zhao Zichuan, "I'm so annoying to you."

The studio was also angry.

"Don't spread dog food right now!"

"Hey, Dick civilization, is it good or bad?"

"It's hard to say whether it's good or bad, but the fate of the country is a bit against the sky. Just say it to Yawen. Dick civilization has at least experienced the age of technology and the age of aura."

At this moment, I just installed coins, and I was going to hold Thunder Cloud Cave, and some monopoly organizations that were isolated from the Death Valley, also panicked.

"One unit of water system energy, 600 times the return, [-] million square kilometers of water, which is [-] times more precious than the energy group of the Kangaroo Country!"

"Also, what is spiritual practice, will Daxia have spiritual practice because of it?"

"It's hard to say, but there is no doubt that improving the life level of the Blue Star people is the most critical issue for survival this season."

"Why don't you admit your mistake?"

"Too embarrassing."

"Let George go, he has no face."

George:? ? ?
Snapped.

As soon as he slapped the table, George stared and said, "If you die, you don't have to live?"

A minute later, George, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, sat in front of the computer.

With tears in his eyes, thinking about his past glory, he typed on the keyboard aggrievedly.

"@大夏官方, the data of Thunder Cloud Cave has been transmitted, please share the energy of the water system."

"Shall we meet and talk about the Resource Sharing Center?"

Jian Kagami laughed, "What did I say, look at Daxia Niubi, come over and lick it immediately!"

"Where's the face?"

"Is it in the toilet?"

George bared his teeth angrily, and wanted to yell, "There is still one more year to survive."

But on the back, there are leather whips... George thinks about it, forget it.

Bearing the title of V8 and full of humiliation, he spoke chicly, "Hope Star is changing. As a leader force, we must constantly revise our tactics, and everything is centered on the best."

"As for face, what's the use of face in the face of Blue Star's survival!"

"If Blue Star can prosper, I'd rather be shameless and become an enemy of the world!"

This is a beautiful word, so beautiful.

The key god is inferior.

He posted three clapping emojis, and said politely, "I've just had a mouthful, @大夏官方, talk about it."

With that said, Jianshen escaped into Daxia 666's live broadcast room.

Le Yao has few people, so it is easy to talk.

"@团长, in this situation of 411, is there any turning point?"

"Difficult." The head flipped through the physics book, frantically calculating the explosive power of a 2000-ton, Mach 17 shell.

He said, "It goes without saying that technology is obvious to all."

"In terms of strength, judging from the speed of unloading the truck, the fighting power of the Dick people should not lose to the Vata tribe."

"The situation of 411 is one-on-one, and the winning rate is 70."

It's over. When they heard this, 411 fans were worried and hated the injustice.

"That's enough!"

"It is difficult for other countries to survive, but it is only difficult!"

"Our 411, every time is a desperate situation, a dead end, and we encounter this kind of civilization-level disaster!"

"Impressed!"

"Where are the other survivors in Daxia? We can't give you some support!"

Some fans said helplessly, "Isn't 666 here? Besides, risks and rewards go hand in hand."

"Don't talk about it, let's look for information first, and try to make some contributions to 411."

After several defeats, the black fans became more honest.

Gamblers are also basically bankrupt.

The fans of 411 lost their opponents and gradually transformed... like a monopoly organization, it is a large number of staff working hard around an explorer.

If Zhao Zichuan knew, he would cry... What is the power of 2000 tons of shells? Wouldn't it be good to find a poison synthesis strategy?

Ugh.

Zhao Zichuan and Le Yao rolled the skewers, looking helplessly at Dick.

"Tell me, are you drunk?"

"No, no one gets down on the ground, and they walk steadily."

Zhao Zichuan felt that the plan was in vain, and he was a little disappointed, "I won't get drunk if I mix red and white beer, most likely I won't be able to get drunk."

"Change tactics."

As he spoke, Zhao Zichuan glanced at the mummy that was still generating electricity.

"There is really no other way but..."

As he said that, Zhao Zichuan suddenly noticed the eggshell ceiling... He frowned slightly, "Dick, why do you come and go at night?"

"It haunts at night, why is it covered?"

"No, no, no..."

[Jiaojiao, is it possible that the Dicks took refuge underground for a very long time. 】

[Growing up, they have evolved and adapted to the darkness, but are afraid of natural light? 】

Jiaojiao, [it is possible. 】

Pretty!

If you catch the weakness, you win half the battle!
In an instant, Zhao Zichuan's mentality changed, from escaping from here to evacuating here!

Everything I saw, any one that appeared on Blue Star, was shocking to the world.

Especially self-healing materials!

With it, is Daxia still afraid of national calamity?

Snapped.

Zhao Zichuan clapped his hands and said with fiery eyes, "Think about it, I want to talk about a cross-species love with that big green breast."

"I want to fuck her!"