It was like being sunk into the darkest seabed, with sea water pouring into my mouth and nose from all directions. I couldn't breathe, and the pain was bone-piercing. Every heartbeat was slow, and every breath was strangulation.
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Suddenly, when she saw a whole wall of rear-projection TVs, she seemed to think of something, struggled to get up, picked up the remote control next to the bed and turned on the TV.
Yesilo is dead. This news is an absolutely shocking bombshell for the entire city A and even the country and the world. It will definitely be reported on TV!
She watched the TV with her eyes wide open nervously, holding on to a ten thousandth of a vague hope in her heart, hoping that Yesi Luo was only seriously injured and not killed.
How could a person with such a strong vitality be beaten to death just when he said he was going to die?
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The TV was turned on, but it was not the Mandarin channel as expected. The people inside were talking in a language I couldn't understand. The iconic geographical buildings on the TV screen were actually French TV programs!
Cheng Liuli switched channels one after another, and her hands were sore from pressing them. She pressed dozens of TV channels several times, but nothing happened. They were all French programs, and she couldn't even receive a single Chinese channel!
It seems that Yesi Hao has been studying in France all year round, so he specially installed a satellite receiver to receive French satellite TV programs from across the ocean.
After confirming that no domestic messages were received, Cheng Liuli raised the remote control in his hand in despair and was about to turn off the power——
Suddenly, her eyes widened in disbelief. She ran her fingers through her messy hair and covered her mouth. Her whole body started to tremble. The news clips being broadcast on the TV were clearly reflected in her bright black pupils.
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Wearing a silver-gray palace dress and a pearl-white shirt, the young man in the picture is tall and handsome, noble and noble. His green eyes are as cold and distant as the Dian River lake, but he still has an aristocratic temperament that makes people dare not look at him.
He stood under a huge ceremonial umbrella with a luxurious European palace style, his thin lips pursed slightly, the arrogance that naturally exuded, the temperament that would be called a king, as if he was born waiting for others to surrender.
The screen zooms into the distance——
The band in red and white palace uniforms played moving music, and the honor guard of the three armed forces in sea blue, military green and navy blue was magnificent and breathtaking.
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Beside the camera were countless national TV hosts, speaking in various languages to explain to the audiences in their respective countries.
Cheng Liuli occasionally heard someone explaining in English:
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The most prosperous and prosperous island country in the Mediterranean Sea, Soarchia, finally ended the civil strife that had lasted for half a year and ushered in the long-awaited prosperous event of the people: the official enthronement ceremony of Prince Ario!
It is said that Prince Ario suffered a plane crash over the Mediterranean Sea in early September last year. Everyone thought that he was unfortunately killed in the accident. Unexpectedly, half a year later, Prince Ario miraculously appeared in his own country and received his gift.
The crown prince inheritance of his father, King Kolo.
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There is news | news.
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Cheng Liuli could no longer hear what was being said on the TV. Her mind was rumbling, and the pictures on the TV were far and near in front of her eyes, as unreal as ethereal phantoms in the water.
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Chu Yilun is not dead!
He is really not dead!!
On the other side of the ocean, in the Soach Kingdom, he is holding a huge enthronement ceremony. TV stations in more than 200 countries around the world are broadcasting this magnificent ceremony live!