Strong rock layers can shield waves, which can also pose a great obstacle to the search for spiritual thoughts.
He quickly dialed Bai Shixin’s words on the emergency line to ask what to do.
"Our source should have been cut off by that little guy. His skill is really cruel. I can’t imagine that the train will stop working in a few hours and the farm will also stop working. If there is no power, everything will come to a standstill and return to the original society …"
"You withdraw first and don’t panic. Everything is as I expected." Bai Shixin said in his rest.
"Then I’m relieved. I don’t know what big brother should do?"
"It’s not convenient to say in the words that you should come back with Daqing girl first" Bai Shixin re-emphasized.
A few minutes later, Bai Shifu returned to the giant rat king city with a bunch of elite hands, and he couldn’t leave the city.
……
Another knight-errant armor has been guided by the little gray ant and also came to the Great Rat King City.
I came to Houxiajia but stopped not far from the city gate.
And the little ant was lying on the head of the knight-errant armor. When he saw that the knight-errant armor did not move, he immediately turned around anxiously and grabbed one of his hairs and swung …
This made Fang Ning a little strange. He asked, "The goal is ahead. Why don’t you keep walking?"
"The richest man can’t do this. You think Naqi, since there should be a main object in this city, this little ant doesn’t know what chivalry means. If he finds something good, he will drag it back … if he can’t drag it back, he can’t do it." The big ye was depressed.
"Hey, you still have principles. I was once worried that you would be possessed … This question is simple, and the situation in the Great Rat City is very dangerous. When the time comes, we will save a master, and the reward will be reasonable and won’t violate chivalry." Fang Ningma gave an idea
"Is this a danger?" The big ye some tangled way
Fang Ning immediately language way "how can this call while others are in danger? We do what we should do and get paid. We must know that things are the most expensive. "
Chapter five hundred and forty-two The first king’s business is not half
"The first king started his business before half, but the middle road collapsed. Today, the three ethnic groups are fighting for this sincerity, and the autumn is dying. The villain is brave and brave, and the king city is in danger. There are disasters outside the eggs, food shortages, evil people and people’s chaos."
"Imagine that a few years ago, my family was still living in drag, picking up leftovers and chatting for a living, but after two or three years of self-sufficiency, Taoyuan has made everyone self-sufficient and everyone is happy."
"The current situation is sinister, and the disaster will come at any time. Will all this be wasted?"
"Do you want this to happen?"
"Do you want to go back to the past?"
Bai Shixin’s words echoed with the help of god’s mind in the dark rat king city.
In the darkness, a few shining eyes are getting wet.
A series of subtle white gas is gathering from them.
This is exactly what a group of people can resist righteousness!
"I don’t want to, I don’t want to be yelled at by everyone, I don’t want to go through garbage to live, and I don’t want to be scared in a cave at that wet and dark moment!" A giant rat demon whispered
"I don’t want to. I don’t want to have no brain and no network. I want to continue watching live human animation!" Another giant rat demon also said.
"The bodhi old zu was killed unfortunately, so we should wipe away our tears and bury our heads in the future, so that his old man’s hard-working foundation can be carried forward and our giant rats can be upright!"
"Free life in the light world has lost the bodhi old zu. Can’t we go forward again? Without the bodhi old zu, do we have to go back and give up everything now? "
"The bodhi old zu certainly doesn’t want to see such a giant rat family, which will disappoint him!"
Bai Shixin’s words continued to reverberate.
I don’t know if the bodhi old zu of Baijia, the suppressed righteous city, kept on whim this evening. It seems that someone can always hear him say good things, but it always sounds wrong …
After all, he is a lake-level strong man, and he will naturally feel something if he practices Shinto and those who believe in others want him.
And those who don’t trust others will feel the same, which is not as easy as the former.
And those words continue.
"We must hold our heads high and stride forward, put our grief into our hearts and put our fighting spirit in our hearts. This is what the bodhi old zu expects!"
"On the day, we will officially bury the bodhi old zu, and his spirit will watch us!"
"His spirit will watch the giant rats stand on this planet forever in this universe!"
"Although he is dead, he will live forever. In each of us, his death is heavier than Mount Tai!"
"How did the bodhi old zu die …" Some low voice asked.
Bai Shixin seemed to be able to hear the sounds in the darkness, and he then answered.
"The bodhi old zu and my family expanded their new residence, but they were envied by heaven and earth, so they couldn’t come back to you and me. He sacrificed just as the ancestors of this city were all born of one family and made great sacrifices!"
"Some little people fish in troubled waters in an attempt to put their personal interests above the family. After their death, they will disappear faster than weeds!"
"Every one of us should keep this in mind. Only when the family is prosperous can the individual be prosperous."
All night, everyone was thinking about Bai Shixin’s words in the dark or dim candles.
They have just suffered a great loss in the city, making them realize that the bodhi old zu is really gone, and they really want to move on.
The novel is good, the game is fun, and the food tastes so delicious. Without the bodhi old zu, if you want to maintain it, you have to have a new strongman …
You can’t mess around. The neighbor next door has repeatedly expounded this truth.
……
The next day, the light suddenly came on and enveloped the city again.
The official funeral of the bodhi old zu in the White House …
Bai Shixin personally took the lead as a filial grandson.
But it is impossible for the real leader to come because people know that their father is not dead …
A really big funeral …
A wall in Xiakejia is watching the fun.
Grandpa was very puzzled. "I didn’t kill the old man in the White House. Why do these people want to send him mourning?"
"Ha ha, he dies, too. He can’t get out of these careerists’ eyes for five hundred years. It’s convenient to die directly …" Fang Ning laughed unsurprisingly.
"What?" Uncle is even more depressed