Chapter 452 Geysers National Park 36

  Hearing the man's words, the players sitting around were stunned.

  They are doing their best to survive in the game every day, who has time to think about other things.

  In their eyes, NPCs are a group of moving things, and few people think about them.

   But today...

  This Neotheism…

   People can't help but frown.

  The middle-aged man sitting at the top didn't care.

   The pressure of game death needs to be vented.

  Some things, you have to try it once before you know how good it feels.

   Hurting innocent people, more or less, will make people feel guilty.

  And one of the teachings of the new gods is that everything done in the game is innocent.

  Every time this round passes, more people will embrace new teachings in order to avoid inner condemnation. In the end, he was fascinated by all the teachings of New God, and became the most loyal believer of New God without hesitation.

  “Everyone should be true to their hearts, liberate themselves, and release pressure.

  These kids volunteered their lives for us to adjust to our best in the final days of the game.

  We are the creators of the new world!

   Everything we do in the game is innocent! "

  The middle-aged man raised his arms and shouted, and the brainwashed people around him also shouted, and the auditorium suddenly became chaotic.

  These young people who just came in are certainly not self-dedicated for God, they are for one bite, for food and meat, and then take the initiative to walk in front of other sitting players.

   Discordant voices sounded all around, and more and more people joined this discordant movement.

  Fu Yizhi sat in such an environment, surrounded by four or five young girls, his expression did not change from the beginning to the end.

  The gaze is cold and unmoving, as if ruthless and desireless, unattainable.

  The middle-aged man who was hugging a young and beautiful girl looked over and smiled at Fu Yizhi's cold face,

   "Look at my memory, I almost forgot about you."

   As he spoke, he told the subordinate next to him, and then a person was brought out.

   "Mr. Fu is really a loving person. We brought out your little lover for you. It's hard for everyone to play once. Don't be restrained."

  Little lover?

  Being blown by the wind for a long time, Fu Anan, who watched a lot of unsuitable scenes for children, finally understood the script he got.

   Breaking free from the priest who was clamping him, he ran to Fu Yizhi's side.

   "Brother Fu."

  The expression on Fu Yizhi's face finally changed, he glanced up and down at her, "Cold?"

  Can it be cold?

  The man made himself wear a down jacket just now.

  The little fabric inside is no different from the aprons worn by ancient people.

  When I was outside the door just now, the cold wind poured from my calf to my neck.

   "This, this New God religion, really knows how to play."

  The game is not cleared seriously, the materials are not economized, and some nonsense is made.

  Fu Anan rubbed her hands together, and she was about to curl up into a ball.

   When this cult is wiped out, she must take off the clothes of these priests and throw them outside to feel the ice and snow at the moment.

   She was thinking about it when she suddenly heard something whispered in her ear.

   "Sit up."

  Yes, I almost forgot that my current identity is Father Fu's little lover.

   She looked at Fu Yizhi's long flat legs, then sat down, and stopped when the clothes touched him.

   In the eyes of outsiders, she sat down.

   In reality, however, her **** is dangling.

  (end of this chapter)