"but!"

"Children of the Chinese nation, who wants to be slaughtered like pigs and sheep ... defend the Yellow River, defend North China, defend the whole of China ... the wind is roaring, the horses are barking, the Yellow River is roaring!"

He held a small secret room, imprisoned a **** of disaster, Tang Hong opened his arms, his voice was full of emotions, and he sang a yellow chorus for him.

This is the fighting spirit of the Chinese children, a chant of rebellion against foreign enemies.

of course.

Tang Hong chose this song, in part because of the Yellow River organization.

Since I set foot on this road ...

Zun, to be exact, was completely frightened by Fang Nanxun, frightened and tempted, and made Tang Hong very dissatisfied. Why gave me a car?

That year, people were still pure, and their hearts were still immature. They also like Porsche Ferrari Lamborghini and even Bugatti Veyron. You can't find the original youth, you can no longer experience the excitement of driving to the top of your life.

It is like a man who loves beauty has been struggling for most of his life. Finally, there are beautiful women. Yingyingyanyan. There are all kinds of styles and all styles, but he has already pursued a higher life.

I can pull a gun and fight, but such a fight has become boring.

Regret is regret.

But Tang Hong deeply understands that the Yellow River Organization was sheltering the wind and rain and paving the way during his growth stage. The road was smooth and unbelievable, no worries and no disputes over resources.

Extraordinary style.

More reasons are due to the silent efforts of the Yellow River Organization. He put countless expectations on him and stood in the center of the highly anticipated stage. Before that, it was the Yellow River Organization that helped him lay the foundation for the audience, and pushed Tang Hong forward step by step, sweeping away all interference. Just go forward and don't worry about other .

"so."

Tang Hong stared at the moving multicolored feathers with confusion.

"Singing the Yellow River for you!"

"Another song of courage for personal courage!" Tang Hong adjusted his voice type to a low, heavy, and grand magnetic voice.

Every syllable, from the beginning to the end, is from the lungs.

He was so impassioned that Tang Hong's extraordinary voice hit the wall of the back room with a faint echo effect.

"Get up, people who don't want to be slaves ..."

"The Chinese nation has arrived, the most dangerous time ..."

"Get up, get up, get up!" Tang Hong sang to the last sentence, surging in blood, anxious to get on the silver round platform, break into the repression area, grab the calamity **** and beat him alive, "Go forward, forward, forward ! "

In the end, he still didn't go up, facing a calamity **** who needed to enter the holy level of combat power, Tang Hong exhaled.

"Two songs."

"This song should only exist in the sky, and the world can hear it a few times."

"The man listens to silence, the woman listens to tears ... I've burst into tears, how about you?"

I still do n’t have one. Tang Hong does n’t believe it. Singing to the servant of the gods is all right. There is a reward for everyone.

Does God make people incomprehensible?

It seems to be the same, Dr. Sang said just now that this calamity of the disaster **** does not have intellectual wisdom.

But perseverance is not a traditional virtue.

怎么 How to do it halfway.

In the small secret room, the singing was loud, the five-color feathers on the silver round table were immobile, and five large magic colliders were running at full load. Tang Hong chose the first "Lend to Heaven for another 500 years".

"Look at the iron hoof and walk through all the rivers and mountains ~"

"May the fireworks world be peaceful and peaceful ~"

"Being a man with one heart and one's heart, be fearful and dangerous, be unchanged, and year after year, I really want to live another five hundred years, I really ... I." Tang Hong sang and sang and stunned.

If it is possible, we really want to live another five hundred years, at least until the day when we see the hope of victory.

But we have a life limit of fifty years.

The life span of the sacred theory is up to fifty-five.

We don't live long. We live shortly and live shorter than normal people.

Even if the meteor flashes away, she vowed to light up the night. But who crosses the sky and disappears into the distance, who cares about the humble meteor.

‘Is the transcendent public. ’

'I agree. ’

Tang Hong sang a complete song while thinking.

咚 [Ding Dong! 】

[The first experience of a person causes emotional fluctuations caused by God, one person plus ten]

一段 A flow of information emerged from the system interface. Tang Hong crooked his head and secretly wondered, "Is it because of my singing that he is emotionally volatile, or am I sentimental? This is a situation that has never happened before."

"try again."

"Let the Doctor wait a while."

Uh ...

Tang Hong: "* ??, * ??!"

咚 [Ding Dong! 】

[For the first time, one person scolds the ambassador, and one person adds two]

Uh ...

Tang Hong: "Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony. Freedom, equality, justice, the rule of law. Patriotic, dedicated, honest, and friendly."

咚 [Ding Dong! 】

【Experience one person for education for the first time, one person plus two】

——

In fact.

Dr. Sang Sang led Tang Hong into the Golden Chamber, mainly to test Tang Hong's resistance to breath.

Know that the raw material of the ultimate fetish is part of the **** body of the disaster god, not the **** skeleton, but the **** body!

So you need to measure the data, tailor your configuration, the resistance of the divine power and the amount of damage, these are the necessary preparations before making the ultimate fetish.

It's complicated, but it's simple. Dr. Sang expects it to be half an hour ... I never imagined that it took Tang Hong an hour to open the door, his face flushed and his face cheerful.

‘Happy Spring! ’

Dr. Sang Sang was also stunned.

For the first time in my life, I encountered such a strange and extraordinary person.

He walked into the closet two or three steps, looked closely at the scourge of the disaster **** imprisoned on the silver round table, and turned his head, and looked up and down Tang Hong. Dr. Sang felt the world view trembling: "Jiang Lulu is crazy to eat the oracle.

"you you……"

Dr. Sang Sang really wanted to ask, Tang Hong, what did you do to him?

Look at it,

Feathers that have been floating,

At this time, it landed quietly on the surface of the round table.

I seem to have been tortured and abused by madness ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Don't look at me, not me. Tang Hong opened his eyes innocently: "I didn't do anything, I sang, danced and so on. "

"I believe you."

Dr. Sang Sang sighed and was very relieved. He liked Tang Hong, who was crazy and unaware.

Because ... we are the same person.

——

夜晚 That night.

Tang Hongmei looks at the stock of one person.

With a bang, the door knocked open and a golden shadow pounced.

"Jiang Lulu!"

Tang Hong rose into the air, lay in the air, and looked at her with her chin in her arms: "How did your hair ... turn black?"

Alas, Jiang Lulu, who plunged into the bed but emptied, raised his chin.

"Mom said!"

"Children can't dye their hair! Girls still have the best black hair." Jiang Lulu followed Liu Sheng from Yunhai Division, returned to the Imperial Capital Division, and returned to the Central Research Institute.

Tang Hong heard Jiang Lulu ’s remarks: “Your mother said that she did n’t dye her hair well and dyed her black hair. It does n’t seem right.”

"Yes, no (≧ ▽ ≦) / ~"

Jiang Lulu sat up with a look of pride, as if pointing at the mountains and mountains: "Nong knows how to cut, and the gods are really delicious!"