chaos.

The lower realm begins to turmoil.

There is also Sandru, a shit-smuggling stick in the elemental world.

He has seen the ruins falling in the oceans of the real world.

The conflict between the remnants of Xiliu Country, coupled with Xu Zhi's unsecured identity, makes it difficult to go to other regions.

Xu Zhi felt that he was in such a chaotic environment for the first time.

The things facing and the environment facing are constantly changing.

Many people were still confused and unaware of the truth, and he saw a little clue.

This is not a peaceful and prosperous era. There are all kinds of chaos under the cover of prosperity.

There is no country to escape, and no one can escape this influence.

Whether you want to protect yourself or protect others, in this kind of chaos, you need luck, strength, and even more so the breath in your heart.

The courage to continue working hard.

Whether it is the jungle fairy lord in the dream world or the master-level ability in reality.

Worth pride, but not complacent.

He took a small step ahead of him, and there were still many people and a long road ahead.

The heart of coming to Xiliuguo was slowly calming down, and the martial arts that Xu Zhi had never practiced hard in the recent month were released in the small resettlement room.

Whether it is claws, sticks, or Qi training techniques, these abilities are not abandoned.

Xu Zhi's internal energy flowed slowly, and his fists and feet made a slight vibration and trembling in the air from time to time, accompanied by a soft sound explosion.

The more you experience, the more you will have in your cultivation. If you continue to accumulate, you will continue to move towards qualitative change like accumulating quantitative energy.

When he was thinking about something, he heard someone knocking outside the door rhythmically.

"Is anyone? Is Mr. Bolipinel here? I'm Bolipinel."

A nice female voice came from outside the door, with the extremely standard official language of Xiliu Country, precisely like the host of a TV station.

The other party's words made him a little confused, and Xu Zhi suddenly remembered the reporter from Shasil Daily.

"Our president's daughter is also called Boliser."

Could this be really a collision between names? Single surnames and single names are very easy to conflict, such as Zhang Wei, Wang Wei, Wang Fang, Li Wei, Li Na, Wang Jing...

After a slight search of the duplicate name software, there were only 200,000 or 300,000 people shouting this.

If it is three characters, it will be less, and if it is four characters, it will be even less.

But this won't come to you.

The male Bolis and the female Boliser met and chatted. Xu Zhi refused this fate in his heart.

This is meaningless. He is not a ten-year-old child, and he is also interested in this kind of duplicate name.

The novel of choking Qiqi is choking|w~w~w.

Besides, his real name is Xu Zhi, and there are many people with the Dongyue Kingdom and his name.

Go away quickly.

The person is not here.

"Mr. Bolipian, I heard your voice. Open the door quickly. I am Bolipian, a reporter from Sand Sculpian Daily. I think the topic of duplicate name is very interesting. Let's make a special issue of Daxiliu Duplicate name."

A special topic of duplicate names.

It's boring.

Accept an interview.

impossible.

Stay away from exposure and protect safety.

"I have applied for an interview fund of 100,000 yuan, and I can give you 50,000 yuan."

"Please come in quickly."

Xu Zhi took a towel to cover his face and quickly opened the door.

No more interesting topics, it’s interesting to bring money.

Every item of food, food, food, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea needs money to support it.

There is a lack of monetization and conversion, and there is no available property for Xiliuguo. Xu still relies on the disaster relief donation in Sha Diao Daily to support it.

Some money was exploited from Ni Ito Moe and Hatoyama, but the high school students were pitifully poor.

If these Xiliuguo banknotes were consumed, Xu Zhi could only rely on these little brothers to collect protection fees to support himself.

Now that he has the opportunity to make a fortune, he has to sacrifice his face to make money.

"I'm so happy to see a friend with the same name and surname, especially a beautiful lady. It's incredible. Oh my god! Please sit down."

The iron door opened, and a girl with a dignified appearance and wearing a small white dress came into view.

From silence to extreme enthusiasm.

Fifty thousand yuan seems to play a very important role.

The Bolisier reporter's hand was still holding the knocking action. She looked at Xu Zhi, who was wearing a Arabic face, with a little stunned expression.

I can only see two eyes, what are you doing? I put on a thick towel and I don’t have to worry about my breathing being out.

Her professional qualities of journalists made her recover faster and she began to look at Xu Zhi’s not-so-large resettlement house.

The room was extremely standardized, neat and organized, and this man's Boliser's living habits seemed to be pretty good.

The same name and surname are not a shame.

"Mr. Pier, the decoration of your head is a bit strange."

"Hahaha, the sea breeze blows too much, the skin on the face is dry and cracked, and you need to moisturize it."

Xu Zhi followed nonsense without blushing, and looked at the cameraman with a sun hat behind him.

The interview is just a casual look. Don’t mess with photos and records. As long as you turn on the camera, he can only maintain this outfit and keep it moisturized throughout the interview.

"You are really good at maintaining your care, and your maintenance style is very special."

Looking at Xu Zhi's white hands, Boli Palm compared himself.

I am fair and the other party is mutton fat nephrite, which is incomparable at all.

Completely defeated.

"If you are interested, you can also try it. This is the secret to maintaining our children in the Harbour. Most people don't know. By the way, how long will the interview last."

Xu Zhi was quite concerned about the interview issue. After the interview, he had money to make such a good thing clear.

Sha Diao Daily is really a Bodhisattva who saves suffering and suffering. He gives away whatever he lacks.

"Ah, interview, then let's start the interview. Can you take off the towel from your head?"

"cannot."

"Will I add 50,000?"

"A real man, if you say you can't, you can't." Xu Zhi finished his tough and whispered: "If you are willing to increase your money, turn off the camera first and ensure that you don't take photos, I can still take a towel."

"Brother, turn off the camera equipment quickly. I'm very curious about how people with the same name and surname look."

Boliphen waved at the camera man, and the man hummed and turned off the newly turned on the camera again in a dull manner.

A long towel flipped over and the face wrapped under the towel emerged.

"Ah, you..."

"Damn."

Turning from Arab face to brightness, Boliphen looked at the other party, only to feel that the room was brighter

The person in front of you is not the kind of meticulously crafted, but he is an extremely attractive type.

Boli Pianer's face turned slightly red when he saw it. He had just made a sound of a slight amazement, and the iron door quickly closed.

"Xu...Xu Zhi, why are you here?"

The cameraman took off the sun hat from his head and looked at the person in front of him for no reason.

"Bolival, is your family from the Sand Sculpture Daily?"

Xu Zhi looked at Bolivar speechlessly. When the young man introduced his family, he didn't say which tabloid newspaper he opened.

It is normal for Shasil Daily to be in Xiliuguo, and it takes courage to introduce it in Dongyue. No wonder it was not revealed directly at that time.

Bolivar wanted to use this newspaper to expose the facts on the battlefield of his death, but Xu Zhi felt that it would become a favorite joke when he was published in the Shasil Daily.

How can such newspapers make others famous?

Bolivar also looked at Xu Zhi speechlessly and used his sister's name. I don't know if it was a mistake or a direct person. Xu Zhi doesn't even dare to use his real name now, but he is afraid that he will run away if he has smuggled.

The two of them asked each other and left the real Boliser aside.

"My master is in Kip Town today, so you'd better not go out and run around."

"What?"

The only gap between Xiliu Kingdom is Yuanzong Bokong. He would not be beaten to death if he didn't go here for a formal way, but after learning the information, he would suffer a bit of flesh and blood and use it to let the Yan family redeem the people.
Chapter completed!