Of course, in addition to this, there is also a kind of people with ulterior motives. This kind of people is the most shameless. Maybe they want to explode equipment or join in the fun. They keep instigating chaos. Sometimes they play the role of Party A, and sometimes they play the role of Party B. , as long as there is such a person, the fighting will never stop if the crowd does not disperse.
"In the final analysis, many people who are as timid as mice will now behave with incomparable bravery, and no one will be afraid of death.
Only about 20 to 30% of people who feel distressed about magic equipment want to escape from this killing field, so many innocent sisters were molested. However, never underestimate the power of women, they are also very strong.
¡°Sisters, we cannot let these perverts take advantage, we should take the initiative.¡±
"Yes, we must fight against indecent assault"
"Come on, let's play their little **** together"
soon. There were many male animals making startled and strange calls, and many of them also tried to molest practitioners of the opposite sex. . . As a result, the scene became more and more chaotic, with men touching women and women touching men. The most fierce and numerous touching war in history began. . .
Later, I interviewed several typical figures through battlefield records. The female dialect speaker said: "Touch people. It is to prevent others from touching Our female compatriots call this the anti-touching war."
That day, the headline of the "Xiujie People's Daily" was - the great people of Xiujie broke out a comprehensive anti-touch war. The number of people participating in this battle. Over tens of thousands. The scene is thrilling. It can be said to be unprecedented and unprecedented.
besides. Some tabloid newspapers, which have always been relatively moderate, did not forget to explore some humanistic themes in this incident. To move the world. The most sensational thing is that a buddy looked at the camera with wet eyes and an extremely affectionate face. His voice choked up and said: "The moment she reached out and grabbed my pussy. I knew. She is the one I am looking for in this life." Already"
The title of the report in the black market special edition "Remembering the Past of That Touch" is "Passing my hand through your underwear - the gentle touch." . . Its content and pictures have moved many contemporary young men and women who are cultivators.
Ignoring the countless people who were killed in confusion. The fat man was a little confused now. More than an hour had passed and it was getting dark. How long are these *** going to last?
Originally, the longer it took to toss, the better it would be for the fat man. but now. There is a problem. . . He missed the pork head meat that his second aunt prepared for him very much.
When I think of the table full of pork heads. The fat official's mouth watered all over the place. Unfortunately, under the current situation, the fat official is not allowed to leave this place at all.
This is not the end yet. It would be even funnier if the second aunt was too worried about him and came to the martial arts competition in person to tell the story of a thousand-mile search for a husband.
In desperation, the fat official contacted Huang Xiaoxie with the sound transmission stone he had prepared earlier. Unfortunately, the girl didn't know what kind of plane she was flying. She might be following the large army to be touched or touched back, or maybe she was being touched or counter-touched. Probably studying the third concubine's purple and green swords, of course. . . It is more likely that they are studying whether the two third concubines were beaten and deformed. . . Anyway, there was no reply. . .
"Heaven is jealous of the talented people. The fat official looked up to the sky and looked directly at the endless chaotic crowd, full of unspeakable indignation.
Just when the handsome guy lost confidence in life, Baoer, whom he hadn't seen for many days, suddenly contacted him, using the most advanced paper crane voice transmission, with a tone of worry and concern: "Dear, long time no see. ,did you miss me?"
It turned out to be Senior Sister Bao'er's message. Fatty felt warm in his heart and said with a smile: "Of course I want to"
"Are you competing in the Star Reaching Tower right now? I heard you defeated Qi Ran, the best masked heroine in the world?"
¡°Damn, you actually know this? He was a little proud, and there was a trace of embarrassment on the handsome guy's fat face.
"You may have watched the scene and watched Jane. I'm not in danger at all. But you must be careful and don't come to this ghost place. It's too unsafe around here now." While replying, **Pang didn't forget to care. Meet little senior sister Baoer. Just kidding, this is our future boss. . .
Baoer asked: "Then you can't rest?"
Hearing this, the fat official was moved to tears. Baoer still cares about my brother. From today on, I will love you for ten thousand years.
Ever since, Fatty made a decision that he regretted for a long time and was filled with grief when he thought about it in the future: "If you can't rest, you can hold it in for now, but I'm afraid that the second aunt over there in the Immortal Mansion will come to join in the fun Otherwise, you Do me a favor and send a message to the Immortal Mansion?"
Baoer laughed when he heard this, with naked jealousy in his voice: "Hey, you still have a second aunt? Then who am I? The third aunt or the fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh aunt?"
"We have such a good relationship, why do we say such hurtful words?" the fat man said with a guilty conscience
Baoer refused to accept this trick and said reluctantly: "Tell me the truth, how many women have you hidden?"
The fat man said in fear: "Two, just two, really"
"Didn't you say there was only one last time?" Bao'er seemed to be angry and shouted at the other end of the paper crane. . .
"Isn't there an extra masked heroine? You know, actually, it's not my fault this time"
"Ah, you really deceived that little girl to go home? Tsk tsk, that's the masked heroine, known as the most powerful woman in the cultivation world. You must have had a very happy life recently, right?"
"No, no, it's not what you think. It's not that I insist on letting her be my third concubine. It's because she's mentally abnormal and refuses to leave. She even made an agreement with her buddy about the psychic book. ." Seeing that the jealousy was overturned, the fat official immediately lied and did not write a draft. He admired himself a little. It turns out that brother, I have also learned to deceive women. He immediately added: "I can guarantee that between me and the masked heroine, He is very innocent and nothing out of the ordinary has happened." Of course, no matter how stupid the fat man was, he would not say anything about peeking at Qi Ran in the shower.
Baoer sneered: "So you and your second aunt have already done something outrageous?"
The fat man was dying and didn't know how to answer. For the first time in his life, he discovered that a jealous woman could be so scary. He was so scared that he wanted to kill the paper crane. . .
"Come on, are you mute?" Bao'er's urgent and angry voice came.
Second aunt, I'm not a human being, I'm sorry for you. The fat man wiped away his tears and sighed against his will: "Don't mention it, the relationship has already broken down." Meowing, the relationship broke up just a little more than a day after the wedding. ? This kind of thing is fine just to fool an innocent girl. . . But. . .
Sure enough, Bao'er's voice suddenly became extremely joyful: "Okay, I'll ask for leave for you right away."
The fat man breathed a long sigh of relief and ended the call. He felt very good about himself and thought that since their relationship had broken down, Bao'er and his second concubine should have nothing in common.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Unfortunately, this is not possible.
At this moment, the second aunt was lovingly waiting for the handsome man to return to the fairy mansion for dinner. Suddenly, a paper crane flew over. After the connection, the second aunt stayed where she was, her eyes suddenly blank. . .
As we all know, these days, high-grade sound-transmitting paper cranes are used, so. . . The second aunt saw a woman on the other side of the paper crane that she was extremely familiar with.
¡°Obviously, the petite and charming woman opposite was also stunned and was looking at the second concubine in a daze.
"Ling'er?"
"Sister Bao'er?"
The two of them expressed doubts at the same time, and then were dumbfounded at the same time.
"Why are you with him?"
"How do you know I'm here?"
The two of them asked at the same time, and then. . .
In this chaotic situation, the fat official took a nap for a while, but not long after, he woke up with a red face and a thick neck.
It was an extremely embarrassing moment. He was thinking about a very deep problem, and he kept thinking about it. What should I do if I want to pee?
The answer is, pee in your pants. . .
"Can you please stop making trouble with your little knife club?"
The fat man looked up at the sky, with one hand on his hips and the other pointing empty. His posture was inexplicably unbelievable.
"***The boss of Xiaodaohui got hit by a train when he was out. I'm going to call you to complain."
??Then the fat man felt that there seemed to be no trains here, let alone telephones. So he pointed his finger at the sky quite reasonably.
"Human rights, eating, drinking, and peeing are my human rights. A harmonious society cannot be so unreasonable."
The fat man yelled indiscriminately for a long time. The more excited he became, the stronger the urge to urinate became.
"Calm down, brother, you must be calm. The fat man calmed down his mind and raised his eyes to look at the battle ahead, gradually becoming fascinated.
I thought that by dinner time, everyone would be tired from the commotion and the number of people would decrease sharply. Who knew that was not the case at all. Perhaps they knew the gossip through Shi Jian or other channels, but now a large and dense group of people were rushing toward the Star-Zhaing Tower competition venue. . .
Looking at these people who are here to die. Only then did the fat man remember that there was something called the golden time period, and now it seemed that the golden time had arrived.
At this moment, the fat man was full of sighs and emotions, and he couldn't understand what these people were thinking.
Sometimes, you will find that reason has always been just a way for humans to control their impulsive emotions.
Greed and impulsiveness are the nature of most people.?.
Of course, it may also be natural to join in the fun. Looking around, many big guilds have withdrawn their troops. It must be a death order from above. Most of the rest are people who are easily misled, and there are also people with ulterior motives.
In fact, not everyone suffers, and some people take advantage. There are many people present who have just learned how to fly with swords. They are not afraid of death. They come here to do one thing, which is to rush into the crowd to pick up things. They pick up magic weapons, medicines, spells, arrays, and run away. . .
¡°Perhaps these people are the happiest people in this melee. Looking around, there are all kinds of treasures and items on the ground densely packed. Many people have no time to pick them up, many people don¡¯t bother to pick them up, and some people die to pick them up. . . Even if these things are thrown to the black dealers at auction, it will be a windfall.
Glancing at Qi Ran who was not far away, Fatty felt that in fact, apart from her hot temper and weird personality, there was nothing unacceptable about this little girl.
At this moment, a dark cloud suddenly emerged from the sky. . .
"Fate, thank you. Fatty's eyes were moist. He clearly felt that this dark cloud was his savior. . .
At this moment, Fatty thought with great purity that the greatest happiness in life is to be able to pee when you want to. On the other hand, the biggest pain in life is probably when you want to pee and can't find the toilet, and you want to find a secret place to do it, but unfortunately you run into the patrolling police. . .
The whole venue was in complete chaos.
"Come on, kill the pig with the butcher's knife, and get three levels in a row"
I don¡¯t know who yelled, and countless people rushed towards the ring. As soon as they reached the vicinity, everyone was bounced back by a huge force.
Many people are looking at each other with big eyes and small eyes. What's going on?
¡°More people are angry and need to vent their depressed emotions.
"Damn it. Who just screamed and killed the pig with a butcher's knife?"
"That's him, wearing floral clothes. The one who looks very vulgar"
"Damn, you have to provide evidence when you speak, it's not me, the guy who looks like Brother Chun said it"
"Fart, Brother Chun, you're just a man. How could a real man say such irresponsible things?"
"No matter what. Brothers, chop him up"
Just like that, chaos began again, and in the blink of an eye, blood flowed into a river.
Of course, others don¡¯t know, but Fatty knows it very well in his heart. That dark cloud is actually nothing else. But it is an authentic vision of heavenly tribulation.
Someone may ask, hasn¡¯t the handsome fat guy just entered the golden elixir stage? How could it be possible to overcome the tribulation so quickly?
In fact, the reason is very simple. Overcoming tribulation does not only occur when one breaks through the realm. In some special places, such as the current Star Reaching Tower, when a cultivator's spiritual power reaches a certain level, he or she will naturally be recognized by God as someone with high abilities and breakthroughs.
So, there is no doubt. The riot of tens of thousands of cultivators, the abundance of their spiritual power is no less than that of a player entering the Broken Void level.
What¡¯s even more ridiculous is that no one in the cultivators present noticed this problem except the fat man.
The melee is still going on. I digress: Hey, it¡¯s exactly 5. It¡¯s a rare chapter with a word count of 700. I feel like I¡¯m too pure. Can you express your gratitude to me? . .