Chapter five hundred and thirty second strange man
"Where to move bricks?"
The entire Huangquan Road became deserted in an instant.
At this time, the crowded newsstand people also turned to the brick moving area.
"Go to the brick-moving place to read the latest chapter, don't squeeze me!"
"Holding the sun, moon and stars in hand, there is no one like me in the world. This title is too tempting. The Alchemist Emperor should have won, but..."
There is no way, this is the most annoying scene. Grantham has been saving up for a long time, and this is the key chapter for the earth-shattering counterattack. After all, this book is not only true and delicate in writing, but some of the cultivation systems in it seem to be achievable and expanded.
A sense of immersion.
"Moving bricks?"
Zhang Xiao tore up the newspaper.
He stood alone, looking at the crowd of people in the distance, and took a deep breath, "I actually got angry... The underworld is really strange, it is so novel and special."
He admired him even more.
This model is unconstrained and unconstrained. At least as a powerful leader of a country, he would never have thought of such measures.
It is indeed the underworld, the most mysterious place in legend.
"Forget it, this contains great terror. I am in it now to obtain some kind of knowledge and wisdom!" He thought for a while, but still couldn't help but want to know the ending, and strode forward, "Wait and see.
After reading this chapter, I stopped reading, and continued to go back, squatting at the source of Huangquan Road, waiting for the person who might appear. If he could remember the story of reincarnation, he might be able to..."
Move brick office.
A tree man sits on a chair.
His door was even more crowded than the queue at Po Meng's side, as if he was Po Meng.
He kept saying to the people in line: "You have to move bricks before you can continue reading! However, in order to move bricks, you must first smelt bricks. This is a common sense. How can you move without bricks? You are all strong people with special talents.
The efficiency is amazing and it can be completed quickly.”
He constantly assigned tasks and acted like a contractor.
The underworld is in a physical space, naturally not in the thinking space of Mengmei.
The soil and flowers are all real, and quite powerful ghosts have been reincarnated countless times. Their talents are naturally powerful, and their powerful souls can even be transformed into substances. When exposed to matter, they can naturally move bricks and build buildings.
"Hurry up."
"Go smelt!"
In an instant, the entire Huangquan Road was filled with people, as if they had entered the age of steel smelting, with great passion.
"It's finally started..." Maotiao sat on the chair, wiped his sweat, and secretly looked at the Naihe Bridge in the distance. It was empty. Po Meng was still holding a book quietly.
Bringing people to start construction is also one of Fengdu's construction plans.
Although the underworld often suspends business and is accustomed to it, Meng Po was so calm when there was an artificial shutdown in front of her. Naturally, she had said hello in advance. Otherwise, he would have been in trouble long ago.
It's not that he doesn't know the cruel methods of this Mrs. Meng, it makes him feel horrified just thinking about it.
"Friends in the live broadcast room, are you almost done with the architectural drawings? After all, many of them are backgrounds in civil engineering, and they also kindly invited Mengmei, a land developer, to plan and construct large-scale formations to coincide with the way of heaven.
....”
"And all the bosses, hurry up and translate. Let's kill them and let them experience the pain of chasing updates! Let them chase Yi Zhang again!" Maotiao was full of ambitions and spoke to the live broadcast room, "And everyone, water
Friends, if you think it looks good, please give it a reward."
Everyone in the live broadcast room: "..."
They think this is simply poisonous.
Which of the other people's live broadcast rooms are not just enjoying it? Watching the anchor's performance, fair skin, beautiful appearance and long legs, what about them? When looking at a tree, they not only have to pay a reward, but also help with labor and work hard.
...
...
At noon in full swing, work gradually stopped.
A group of people sat down when they were tired and began to sit on the bricks at the construction site. They harvested the newspapers that were the fruits of their labor. They read the next chapter happily and felt that their days were full.
"Brother, your skill at moving bricks is not low." Some of the creatures around him said to Zhang Xiao. They were full of admiration. Now, they gradually understood the meaning of the word "moving bricks".
Zhang Xiao didn't say much. After all, his cultivation and talent were there. He acted very withdrawn and ignored the group of people who were discussing the plot lively. He sat on the stone bricks at the construction site and quietly read the newspaper in the corner.
"Sure enough, I'm not disappointed!" He squeezed the newspaper tightly and exclaimed, seeing the hearty and high-energy fight, every pore of this sword god, known as the heroic sword emperor, was relaxed!
Cool!
So cool!
At the end it was written:
[Alchemy Emperor Grantham, facing the super-ancient hero king Gilgamesh summoned by Medusa, still easily defeated the opponent, completely suppressed the entire era, turned into the most dazzling sun, and the alchemical era was completely opened!
The name of Grantham, the monarch in charge of the gate of truth and alchemy, resounds throughout the world, but he quietly returned to the Elizabethan Freemasonry, and said to the seven little witches, "I am back." Just this sentence
, and made them wait for a hundred years]
Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiao was satisfied.
The finale!
After overthrowing the entire dark age and becoming invincible, the story should have come to an end.
And he and the seven little witches finally got married, which was a happy ending. Sitting on the construction site, Zhang Xiao couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and decided not to watch it. The subsequent plot should be a peaceful and happy daily life.
However, he casually glanced at the preview of the next chapter,
"The Great Alchemist opened up the age of alchemy in Babylon and built world-class wonders, such as the Hanging Gardens of Babylon and Adolf the Giant... which can be called various miracles and can be called the most glorious era in the history of Babylonian wizards. And the seven little witches are about to die, and the Great Alchemist should...
Where to go?”
Please read the next chapter: The Land of the Gods, God in Heaven!
Heaven?
To meet the gods?
The name of this chapter made his expression tense instantly, "Great Alchemist, how could he be so bold!? That's a god!"
What is the ups and downs, ups and downs?
That’s it!
There were waves in his heart again.
Yes, if you count the time, the seven little witches are only at the second or third level, and they will soon die of old age.
He couldn't help but take a deep breath. Wouldn't it be painful to become a strong person? He remembered the sentence "Life has always been like this, and strong people also have pain." It seemed to be echoing back and forth. It was clear that the seven little witches overthrew the entire era and defeated
Even though Grantham has become the most powerful enemy in the world, he cannot defeat the enemy of time. Even if Grantham becomes the most powerful person in the world, he will still be in pain.
There was a lot of tension around, and many of the seven little witches were so angry that they were itching their teeth.
"Poor Miss Elizabeth, and the other lovely little girls, are they already dying?"
“What’s going on with this ending!”
"Wait a minute, go to heaven to worship the gods. Is it possible that Grantham wants to go to heaven to find the land of the gods, meet the gods, and find a way to extend his life for the life of the seven little witches..."
"How is this possible!"
"Grantham, so infatuated..."
...
The eager discussions around him made Zhang Xiao start to feel confused. He didn't succeed, but the Alchemist Emperor succeeded. If he failed to reap any good results, would he really end up with a sad end?
"Without good rewards, life will always be miserable?"
He took a deep breath and was finally moved by the story inside.
After all, the subsequent development was too annoying. He hesitated several times, looked around, paused, and continued to move the bricks hard. "Forget it, I will move it for another afternoon, and there will be another chapter in the evening. After reading it, I will leave."
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A few days later.
"Brother, my skill in moving bricks is not as good as yours." A heavenly being looked at the ocean and sighed. He was impressed. He originally thought that his talent, as a noble heavenly being, would be extremely dazzling even if he did such a menial job.
