More than one hundred and thirty warships, which originally belonged to the powerful United Expeditionary Force sequence, now belonged to Su Lan, and belonged to the tomb robbery group gathered by Liu Eighteen. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In my heart, Liu 18 doesn't want to fight with Huaxia, I don't want to meet my brother-in-law, Huaxia is his motherland, as a Chinese Liu 18, how can he bear to do it?

The Luo Gang sisters and brothers occupied the high bridge and told the feelings of life and death, while Liu 18 went down to the flight deck of the Carolinsa alone, and looked at the sea connected by water and sky with the undulations of the waves......

The anguish and sadness in Liu Eighteen's heart, no one could understand, he could only wander alone on the deck, quietly watching the naval soldiers who temporarily belonged to Su Lan lined up sideways, cleaning up the small pieces of garbage on the deck.

Now that he doesn't want to fight Hawaii at all, what he wants most is to go back to Huaxia, he wants to see for himself, what happened to Ning Min'er and Ning Haidong?

Liu Eighteen remembered that there was another person who left the storm battleship in a hurry that day, a six-eared macaque.

For other people, Liu Shibai didn't dare to guarantee that he would not be taken down by Ning Haidong, but these six ears would definitely not.

The six-eared macaque who listens to all directions, sees the heavens and hears the earth, and sees the six ways is an absolute powerhouse.

In addition to his grandfather Liu Yi and Mao Yi, who were seriously injured and died in battle, and his father Liu San and Sun Tieshu, Liu'er is the master who is second to none, and his strongest ability is to run......

As long as he returns to Huaxia in the future and finds Liu'er, everything will come to light, and Liu Shibai believes that Liu'er will definitely be alive and well......

"Eighteen!"

Behind him, a soft cry was heard.

Turning his head, Liu Shibai suddenly had a smile on his face, and the people who came were Cao Xiong and Jing Se.

"Lao Cao, Uncle Jing Se, do you have something to look for me?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm in a panic, I want to talk to you, that kid Chen Haowen, told me a lot of things that happened decades later, including the gray-haired me, and some adventures between you. ”

Cao Xiong explained solemnly, but there was no smile on his face.

Obviously, Cao Xiong has not yet turned around from the problem that old Tang Maoyi is not his own master.

"I want to hear you hear it with my own ears...... That is to say, the rivers and lakes are known as kicking swallow's nests...... Some of Cao Xiong's troubles. ”

Cao Xiong, who is in his forties, coaxed his face.

At this time, Cao Xiong is at the peak of a person, and his physical strength, spirit, and explosiveness are all at their peak.

Looking at Cao Xiongjing's sparkling eyes, Liu Shibai has reason to believe that the current Cao Xiong is stronger than when he accompanied him to dig the reincarnation of Tai Sui...... Much stronger.

Later, Liu Eighteen was found in Xuchang, Cao Xiong's health was not good, and a Tiangang Beidou Array could make him dizzy.

If it weren't for the fact that Liu Shibai gave Cao Xiong a finger of reincarnation to simmer soup to drink, reactivating the potential of Cao Xiong, maybe he wouldn't have been able to persist in the battle of the Sea of Zen Stones.

Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, Tai Sui's flesh and blood only continued Cao Xiong to live for a few more years, but in fact, Cao Xiong still died.

This, perhaps, is fate......

In this life, you can escape a lot of things, create a lot of things that do not belong to you, and even go against the sky and shake the earth, but you can never escape from the palm of fate......

"It's just right, old man, I'm also a little seasick and out for a walk, so come over and listen to a story......"

Jing Se, who was standing behind the shy Cao Xiong, still looked like he was out of the dust, wearing the ragged cotton jacket with fluttering cotton wool and a broken straw rope tied around his waist.

"Goo! goo...... Goo ......"

However, Jing Se's painting that floated out of the dust, and only lasted less than ten breaths, was completely destroyed by the worldly filthy sound that sounded in his belly!

Liu Shibai rolled his eyes and said secretly in his heart:

"Why don't you talk about eating food?"

Whether it's belly barking or sitting on a fart, it really didn't affect Jing Se's good interest.

This strange guy actually pouted his nostrils, fiercely stopped a trace of his own diffused stinky fart from the sea breeze, and sucked it into the lung sac before spitting it out, and then tasted it:

"The fart smell is not authentic anymore, I have been hungry for too long, and it is full of burps!"

Liu Eighteen frowned and said:

"How long?"

When Jing Se heard Liu Shiba's question, he hurriedly squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said quietly:

"Ever since you have seen the light of day with the black face behind you, and the old man with a big knife.

As long as I saw the sun, I wondered when to start the meal, and it turned out that the wait was ten days.

More than 200 old and young masters in Ehe Ewan have been working for you for ten days hungry, and at the same time, you have been hungry for ten days.

I was born late and have never seen what the landlords in the old days of China looked like, but according to my estimates, I must be the same as you Liu Eighteen.

Except for the landlord, no one can do such a unconscionable thing!"

"Goo...... Goo!"

Speaking of this, his stomach grunted a few times uncontrollably, which made Jing Se feel aggrieved and swallowed it back by himself.

Liu Shibai was dumbfounded, looked at Jing Se with his mouth wide open, and asked stupidly:

"Don't you know? When you eat, you have to go to a makeshift restaurant in Guam?"

Jing Se shook his head as smoothly as a rattle, gritted his teeth and said:

"When we worked in the fields in the bay, people brought steamed buns to the fields.

Therefore, the more than 200 people I brought, in order not to let the sea breeze destroy the array eye, all consciously stayed in the place where the array was deployed to protect the array eye......"

Hearing this, Liu 18 suddenly realized!

This is the generation gap, a huge generation gap!

From Jing Se a few decades ago, and the group of tomb keepers in his bay, the era in which he originally lived was a magical era, and it can be explained by dialysis in three words, called: "Big pot rice!"

Accustomed to the commune's big pot of rice, sitting in the field, you can enjoy the life of opening your mouth and raising your body in the bed, how comfortable it is......

Jing Se was extremely empathetic, and he expected what he wanted to say from Liu Eighteen's expression, so he took the initiative and said first:

"At that time, the countryside was full of decentralized urban youths from the old Three Realms, and the brain-dead youths were rushing to do the heavy work, and we had almost nothing to do.

Over time, mixing centimeters has become a habit of our countrymen in those years.

It doesn't matter if you're sick or what's wrong, as long as you carry the quilt to the cotton field and get sleepy, you can get mixed up to centimeters when it's dark, how good!"

Liu Shiba's face was gloomy, listening to Jing Se's explanation, and he couldn't help but secretly feel sour......

Cao Xiong's face turned pale, and he turned his head and said:

"Brother Jing Se, after all, I am also from Xuchang, in fact, I am also from the city.

At that time, I wondered why there was toilet paper everywhere in the middle of the field when I pulled out the cotton stalks......

Jing Se's face stiffened and said:

"You have to be considerate of the rural people! There is no television to watch, there is no telephone, there is always a power outage at night, and newspapers can only be enjoyed by the village chief.

The work has been done by the third generation of the delegated seniors, and a group of peasants with excess energy have slept enough in the fields during the day, so what are they doing at night?"

Liu Shibai rolled his eyes and said:

"What else can I do without electricity and lights......?"

Cao Xiong raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead......

Jing Se smiled weirdly:

"That's right! The year of the decentralization and support of the educated youth! The nightlife of our peasants is simple, only seven words. ”

Liu Shibai looked at Cao Xiong and wondered why Cao Xiong was in a cold sweat?

It's a cool day, isn't it?

Jing Se also seemed to have a deep meaning, looked at Liu Shibai and Cao Xiong and smiled, naturally stretched out his hand, patted Cao Xiong's shoulder, and chuckled:

"Say it, dig lotus roots, pull cotton poles......"

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