Alternative Rival

Bo Jue felt that his body was about to be crushed, but he didn't expect the rays in the wormhole to be so strong. The shell of the high-density molecular structure of the spaceship was distorted and deformed, and then clawed back to its original shape according to memory.

I don't know how long I walked through it, a gray mist came into Bo Jue's eyes.The spaceship made a series of crackling sounds, the power system at the rear was turned off, and a few thin cracks appeared on the porthole, spreading continuously, forming a spider web in an instant.

A person beside him stretched out his hand and quickly pushed Bo Jue's head down, and with a "crash", all the broken glass fell in, covering his body.

The two jumped out before the spaceship fell, and rolled on the ground several times before they let go of the momentum. Weeds were stuck on their heads, and they let out a long sigh of relief, and lay down on the ground to rest. .

"Have we arrived successfully?" Bo Jue looked at the smog in the sky and said hesitantly, "Why does the sky feel so...dirty? Still smelly?"

Zhao Qingge took out a first-class gas detection soul crystal from his arms, and the soul crystal exploded with a bang as soon as it was activated.

Bo Jue hurriedly looked at her hand.

Zhao Qingge: "... poisonous."

Bo Jue: "Huh?"

Zhao Qingge said briefly: "The air is poisonous, take precautions."

Immediately after, an oxygen-generating soul crystal was activated, and Bo Jue did the same. This poisonous place could not stay anymore. The two took off their space suits and put them into the small space on their waists—this is the latest research and development by scientists. The high-tech products produced are expensive, and have not yet been put into mass production. They are only used in small and medium-scale at the top of the military, and they have been replaced with regular uniforms.

The two of them traveled very quickly, and they saw the city in a short while. Not only was the place they stayed in just now poisonous, but almost everywhere in the city was poisonous, especially in the city, where the bad luck lingered far away and was extremely poisonous.

Bo Jue sighed, "Gu Tiansu people are so powerful, they didn't die from poison."

Zhao Qingge said: "No wonder the activation of the oxygen-producing soul crystal requires the least mental power."

"But it's not a solution to use oxygen-making soul crystals all the time. We'd better use it sparingly. Anyway, the body has a strong metabolism, and it can be excreted even if it is poisonous."

The two entered the city hand in hand, there were big black iron boxes running everywhere on the road, and many parked on the side of the road.Bo Jue glanced left and right, taking in everything in the car with the eyesight of a Tianxiu person. She didn't know when she glanced, her retinal stomach suddenly felt severe pain, she turned around and hugged Zhao Qingge, and pushed her aside.

"what happened?"

Bo Jue raised her hand to cover her eyes, and ordered: "Don't look at that black car by the side of the road."

Zhao Qingge said helplessly, "I don't look at the car, I look at the road."

Bo Jue had a firm attitude: "That's not okay either. I'll lead you away, you're not allowed to look, you'll be blind."

Zhao Qingge: "I promise not to read it. After reading it, you can ask for whatever you want."

At the bus stop, a little girl wearing earphones accidentally raised her eyes, and saw a girl with long silver hair in a dress who suddenly turned around and hugged Hei Changzhi's companion behind her, Hei Changzhi was pushed to a stagger , but the backhand subconsciously hugged the opponent's waist.

The silver-haired girl put her face close to the other's, and it looked like she was kissing from the perspective of a young girl.

Fuck, the same-sex couple kissed passionately in the street, it was so explosive!She quickly turned off the video interface, switched to the camera, raised her mobile phone and snapped several shots in a row. While taking pictures, she bumped her shoulder with her classmate who was addicted to mobile games. The classmate gave a "tsk" and muttered Said: "Why are you hitting a key place?"

"Look, look, kisser!"

"What's so good about kissing? There's a whole lot of downstairs in our school dormitory, it's annoying, it should be burned to death."

The little girl was in a hurry: "Female, female! It's a pair of females!"

The classmate: "Damn it?" She hurriedly raised her eyes to see that the two had already separated, and only saw a back with long silver hair hanging down her waist, she said "tsk" again: "This is the high school student Shamat, right? Don't look at the back view is pretty, maybe the big heavy makeup on the front will scare you to death."

The little girl ignored her, and suddenly let out a silly laugh: "Hey."

The classmate was startled: "Hey, are you stupid?"

The little girl covered her heart: "She's showing her face! That black, long, straight, big, big, big beauty! Look at her eyes, her eyebrows, oh my god, I'm so handsome! She looks like my goddess Li Bingbing! I want to give birth to a monkey for her !"

The classmate's face was turbulent: "Pull you down, you are obviously like my goddess, Queen Tianhai!"

Little girl: "They seem to be coming."

The classmate stunned: "How could Shamate find someone like Hei Changzhi? I am much better than Shamate. I have good facial features, no bad habits, hardworking and virtuous. Why don't I have a girlfriend? Bah, What about the partner? No matter male or female, I don't choose, ahhhhhhhhhhhhh—"

The little girl was taken aback by her classmate, and subconsciously covered her mouth: "What are you doing!"

The classmate held his heart with both hands, as if he was hit by luck in an instant, his HP returned to zero, and murmured: "This Yan, I am dead."

The classmate stood at a different angle from her, so the little girl saw Bo Jue's face behind her classmate: "=口=!!! I'm 豮艸芔茻! %￥#...@&"

She gave up using words to describe: "I'm dead."

Classmate: "I'm dead."

Little girl: "Dead to death."

Classmate: "I have no regrets in my life, and now I am willing to close my eyes."

Little girl: "Close your eyes, I will honor your mother for you."

Classmate: "Why do you honor my mother? Do you like me?"

The little girl: "Shall we just quietly appreciate the beauty and prosperity?"

Classmate: "Okay, I'm dead."

The little girl: "I seem to have exploded into a firework in the sky, the sky is full of little stars, and there is no me in the world."

After Bo Jue and Zhao Qingge walked a long way, the little girl remembered something: "Did you take a picture just now?"

Classmate: "No, I thought you did."

The little girl thumped her shoulder twice resentfully: "I thought you took the picture! I just missed the two good faces! I missed it!"

Classmate: "You hit my chest."

Little girl: "Huh? I don't have one."

Classmate: "Touch it, it's near the heart."

The little girl raised her hand to press her heart, and the classmate grabbed her wrist, changed her previous expression, and said seriously: "Can I answer the question just now? Do you like me?"

Little girl: "..."

Classmate: "But I like you."

Bo Jue's whole body was tilted towards Zhao Qingge's body, tilted and tilted very well, she had a little strength to stand, but she didn't have the strength to walk, Zhao Qingge walked forward with his arms around her waist. "Isn't this the Celestial Pleiades? Did we make a mistake at the landing point?"

The Twin Towers in the center of the CBD towered into the sky. Excited yellow faces flashed on the huge LED screen, and they were displayed on the field in the next moment, overwhelming: "Team China, come on! Team China, come on!"

Passers-by stopped their feet one after another, excited, and shouted along with the people on the screen.

Zhao Qingge tilted his ear uncomfortably, and heard Bo·Earth Tips·Jue say: "We seem to have landed on the earth, they are hosting the Muda Olympics in 2032, this is a competitive sport on Earth, held every four years event."

There was a swimming competition on the screen, Zhao Qingge glanced at it, and said bluntly: "It's too slow, this is 100 meters? I can go from one end to the other with just one tiptoe and two thumps, and it takes three seconds at most. In Jing’s case, if you use soul crystal—”

Bo Jue hurriedly covered her mouth and looked around nervously, but no one noticed them: "Their physique is different from ours, you can easily be beaten to death if you talk like this."

Zhao Qingge raised one eyebrow high, apparently not believing that someone on this planet could beat her to death.

Bo Jue asked, "Should we still talk?"

Zhao Qingge: "..."

Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with her, so I don't talk about it.

So I shook my head.

Bo Jue let go of her mouth and concentrated on watching the competition on the screen. The 100-meter backstroke was in progress. After the end, a CCTV reporter conducted a post-match interview. The interviewee was a Chinese female athlete, who seemed to be about the same age as Bo Jue. .

"Your score is 58 seconds."

"58 seconds 95?" The girl opened her mouth wide, made an exaggerated expression, and her voice changed: "I thought it was 59 seconds, ah! How fast am I?"

"Are you satisfied with the result of today's game?"

The girl nodded hurriedly, panting and said: "Satisfied, I have already used the power of the prehistoric!"

"Do you have any expectations for tomorrow's final?"

"No, no, I'm very satisfied!"

When the girl left, she kept her mouth wide open with a surprised expression.

Bo Jue couldn't stop "hahaha" from the moment the girl started talking, Zhao Qingge rolled his eyes skyward, what's so satisfying about being so slow?And what's so funny about Bo Jue?

"Oh!" Bo Jue rubbed the back of his head, "Why did you hit me?"

Zhao Qingge: "It's so stupid to laugh, but still laughing."

Bo Jue: "Hahaha."

Zhao Qingge: "I'll go first."

Bo Jue: "Hahaha."

Zhao Qingge: "..."

I really want to punch this face.

Bo Jue's facial features are exquisitely separated, her eyes are not particularly big, but they are very energetic, her pupils are clear and moist, always seem to contain shallow ripples, and when she lifts her eyes, they are like stars falling gently in her eyes , with red lips and white teeth, two dimples on her cheeks are revealed when she smiles, and her hair color is very piercing, so beautiful that people can't move their eyes.

Zhao Qingge stretched out two fingers to pinch Bo Jue's chin, and looked at it carefully, like a famous antique master playing with an orphaned piece of porcelain, and then put it down after a while.She admitted that this face was too much to her liking, and Bo Jue would lose her temper when she saw her face again.

Bo Jue approached with a playful smile: "What are you doing? Are you confused by my beauty again?"

Zhao Qingge wanted to see how she would answer: "So what?"

Bo Jue said innocently: "Let's go find a room."

If Zhao Qingge had a sip of water in his mouth right now, he would definitely spray it on her face.

Bo Jue said again: "Everyone on Earth likes jewels, don't we have soul crystals? Find a place to appraise them, and if you sell them, you can enjoy them."

Zhao Qingge: "..."

Bo Jue: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Zhao Qingge's expression was complicated: "I want to cut your brain open to see what's growing inside? Shouldn't we find a way to go back to the wrong place? Why do you only think about how to enjoy it?"

Bo Jue leaned close to her and bit her ear: "I am iron, you are steel, if you don't fuck me, I'll be so hungry."

Before Zhao Qingge could figure it out, Bo Jue had already fled away.

When they sold a little soul crystal and got the first sum of money, the two found that they couldn't open a house without an ID card, so they took advantage of no one to walk through the window of a wealthy family, and no one lived in the huge villa. Unrestrainedly undressing, a hungry tiger rushed towards Zhao Qingge: "Come on, fuck me!"

This was their first and last night in China, and Bo Jue decided to go to Rio to join in the fun.

Sunglasses, shirts, and hot pants are comparable to models' figures, as if they came straight from a fashion magazine. The silver-haired girl and black long straight who appeared at the airport together attracted most people's attention as soon as they appeared on the stage.

Pure, beautiful, gentle and amiable, calm and indifferent, two completely different beauties, you deserve to have them.

"Isn't it too conspicuous for us to be like this, how can we get on the plane later?"

Bo Jue pressed Zhao Qingge to let go of her waist, and smiled at the onlookers from time to time, "What's the hurry? They don't look at it for a while, we don't go during the day, we go at night, there are fewer people at night, so be careful." to us."

That night, there was an extra person on the plane from Shanghai to Paris, and then from Paris to Muda. Bo Jue stretched out his hand, and Zhao Qingge, who was originally a few miles away, appeared in her arms. The man found an empty seat in the first class and lay down.

The stewardess collected the blanket several times, and every time she came here, she found that the blanket was messed up again, and left frowning, patrolling more diligently.

As a result, Bo Jue and Zhao Qingge didn't sleep well all the way.

On the first day when they arrived in Muda, someone had their eyes on the two of them. Bo Jue calmly led them into a small corner, taught him a lesson about hemiplegia, clapped his hands, and snatched this ignorant thing by the way. The right is to rob the rich and help the poor.

There are a lot of blind black judges in this Olympics, Bo Jue saw it from the stands, and secretly remembered that people were blocked on the road, and big ear scrapers slapped upwards.Especially a boxing referee, Bo Jue was so angry that he kicked a few more times, stripped his clothes and threw them on the street.

However, I still met a lot of interesting people. Bo Jue used teleportation every day to avoid various inspections, watched the one and a half months of the Olympic Games, cheered for this country for a while, cheered for that country for a while, the little chess piece is ready After hundreds of noodles, change sides after a while.

Zhao Qingge was like this at the beginning.

"too slow."

"The ball is so soft, did they really use their strength?"

"You're tall after only jumping two meters? The instructor didn't particularly praise you for jumping 30 meters, did he?"

"Shooting so far from only 100 meters? Are you blind?"

"I really don't know what you are happy about?"

Later it was like this.

"I think the swimmer in the fourth lane can't catch up. Is the Australian in the fifth lane lame? He is the slowest swimmer in their team."

"Will the Chinese team win? There is no suspense. After playing so many table tennis games, they are the only team that can still watch."

"That Philp... Puxi or something, this is the fifth gold medal, right?"

"The ball is okay, the midfield shot."

"Today is the last match. Why is their Olympic Games so short? The competition is over in half a month?"

On the day when the Muda Olympic Games ended successfully, Bo Jue and Zhao Qingge met various representative teams at the airport, and got on the flight of the Chinese team to return, because their first stop was in China, and Bo Jue liked Chinese myths and stories very much. Intimacy.

Three months later, the subway entrance of Binjiang Road in Tianjin was crowded with people rushing to go shopping.Bo Jue and Zhao Qingge were wearing jackets, and there were some camping gear in their hiking bags, and they had just returned from Daxue Mountain.Three or five wage earners with big bags and small bags walked over. There were already too many people here, so it was difficult to move around, so the two of them thoughtfully gave up their seats.

Whenever fish and dragons mix together, some people grow an extra hand. Bo Jue reaches out and grabs the wrist of the "three hands", presses on his numbness, and the wallet falls into her hand. She raises her eyes and smiles: "Brother, it belongs to the eighth hand." Claw fish? The hands are really long."

When the worker heard this, Qi Qi turned his head, Bo Jue threw the wallet back to him, took out a mobile phone from his pocket and dialed 110.

I heard that in mainland China, there have been two modern chivalrous men who rule bad guys. They go down to domestic violence between husband and wife, and go up to gang fights. As long as they meet them, there is no need to discuss it. They come up and beat them up. After a beating, dial 110 , the police are responsible for the aftermath.

It is rumored that one of them likes black and the other likes white, so later generations gave him the name of a hero, saying: Black and White Heroes.