Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

"I have to go busy, please wait a moment here, and the boat will come soon." The old man said with a smile.

"Please, please." Gu Qingshan holds a fist.

The old man nodded and disappeared in a hurry.

Gu Qingshan looked at the three passengers.

Among the three people, the most striking was the masked black robe who floated in the air and exuded the light.

Although the black robe is already trying to suppress the power fluctuations, the void around him is still resonating with him.

It seems that as long as he orders, the whole world will be moved by him.

This is the power of the gods.

The gods are born with the affinity and support of all things.

In other words, this is a god.

He is a descendant of the ancient god.

Gu Qingshan’s heart is raised.

Unexpectedly here, I met a **** casually.

I saw the black robe **** standing on the edge of the terrace, carefully keeping a distance from the other two passengers.

God is afraid?

Gu Qingshan turned his eyes to two other passengers.

It was a big red **** and a submachine gun.

Yes, a submachine gun.

At least it looks like a submachine gun.

"Ah, hahaha, do you know? Last time I was on the rise, dancing in the universe of our world, and the result attracted three cosmic monsters."

The red-crowned big **** spits and splashes, excited to talk.

Gu Qingshan stood by and listened.

The language of the Yulin world.

There is such a concept in his mind.

Strange, how can you know this?

Gu Qingshan looked down.

In the hands of the Wanshang language, the manual is still whispering at a low level.

Gu Qingshan only understood that the red-crowned **** was speaking in another language.

If it was before him, it is not clear what the other party is saying.

It seems that the Blue Book is working.

One hundred breaths, the language of Wanjie is familiar.

What is the means?

This blue cover manual, only his master can hear its voice, it will help Gu Qingshan learn the language of all civilizations.

Gu Qingshan clenched the manual while continuing to receive new language while listening to the big **** chatting with the assault rifle.

"I told you that the cosmic monsters of the octopus are very delicious and delicious, but there are not many cooks who will cook this dish."

"Is it? It's a pity that I haven't eaten that kind of cosmic monster." The tone of the submachine gun was somewhat lost.

"Why? The cosmic monster should be very good at catching it." The big **** said with confusion.

"As long as I take the shot, no matter what it will be completely destroyed, I can't eat it at all." The assault gun sighed.

"What do you usually eat?"

"Do yourself a little something to eat, or go to a place like the bar restaurant club to have a little drink."

"That's not bad, there are some places where the cook is OK."

The big **** said, looking around and looking at the god.

It lowered the voice and said, "Yes, have you ever eaten the gods?"

The submachine gun regretted: "The same is true of the gods. When I touch it, it will be destroyed. Oh, I really don't have that good fortune."

"You won't be lighter when you start?"

"I only used one in ten thousand of the power, but I still can't make the enemy leave the body."

"...you are so pitiful." The big **** sympathized.

As they spoke, they looked at the gods without agreeing.

The gods are inexplicable, but instinctively farther away from them.

"Look, a countryman, even the language has not passed, I don't know what we are talking about." The big **** scorned.

The submachine gun suddenly said: "There is also a kid here, but he is personally sent by the guardian of the tower."

A chicken shot and looked at Gu Qingshan.

Gu Qingshan showed a smile and said hello: "Two good."

Big **** and a submachine gun.

The other party is talking about Yulin Esperanto.

Can this kid understand our words?

They all think differently.

"Hello." The big **** changed the language of another world and said.

The submachine gun also changed the language of the world.

It uses the same greeting tone and says different content: "What is your name?"

As soon as I heard it, these two sentences seem to be greetings.

But in essence, the meaning of the two sentences is completely different.

Gu Qingshan directed at the big cock: "Hello."

"My name is Gu Qingshan." He shot at the assault.

The big **** whistled.

The two languages ​​of the other party are very standard in pronunciation.

The big **** smiled and said: "We just said that eating, Gu Xiaozi, do you have any research on this?"

"I usually do it myself, and drink the wine myself." Gu Qingshan said.

"Hey, it seems that the craft is good." The big **** is interested in the road.

The other party seems to be only about twenty years old.

At this age, you can master so many languages, and you can get the personal **** of the guardian of the tower. Can you be a simple person?

At this time, a large ship flew outside the lighthouse.

The big ship clung to the lighthouse and stayed in the air.

The old man of the High Platform Guardian Association is standing at the bow.

"Please ask the passengers to get on the boat immediately, we will be leaving soon."

The big **** leaps gently and flies up the deck.

The submachine gun swayed slowly and went on board.

Gu Qingshan went on board as usual.

Until everyone else got on the boat, the black robe gods quickly flew up the boat.

This **** is full of tension.

"sail"

The old man shouted loudly.

The big ship was shocked and gradually left the lighthouse and flew toward the sky.

Gu Qingshan stood on the edge of the deck and looked at the sea.

The whole sea is in a state of intense vibration.

I don't know when the lighthouse has disappeared.

The black shadows that surround the lighthouse disappeared.

boom!

The world is beginning to collapse.

This scene is very familiar, Gu Qingshan has just experienced.

He sighed.

Four passengers watched the collapse of the world and did not speak.

Not a while.

The big ship rushed into the void and completely left the world behind.

Big **** and submachine guns don't pay much attention to this.

They seem to have become accustomed to such travel.

The submachine gun pulled the **** and asked what the taste of the octopus-shaped cosmic monster was.

The big **** will think about it and slowly describe the taste of the monster.

The black robe goddess stared at the old man and seemed to be waiting for something.

Sure enough, the old man turned and faced four passengers.

"Everyone, we have already set off, please pay the boat now." He was gentle and courteous.

The big **** didn't know where to find a box full of gems, and the wings were lost.

The old man took the gem box and did not open it. He only took it in his hand and took it.

"Thank you for your patronage." The old man said.

The submachine gun trembled violently in place.

"what!"

It makes a scream of ecstasy.

Dangdang!

A bullet with a metallic luster fell on the deck.

"Enough?" the assault gun asked in a panting breath.

The old man took a trick and took the bullets into the palm of his hand for a closer look.

For a moment, the old man looked up and respectfully said: "This is the best quality. There are still many ships to pay this time. Please wait a moment, I will find the money for you."

The submachine gun is bold and said: "Don't look for it, please help me prepare a bucket of high-tower spirits in the room, and the rest will be used as a tip."

"Okay, thank you for your generosity." The old man smiled.

Then, the black robe gods also took out a small bag of luxury and handed it over.

The old man took the bag and shook it gently.

In the bag, there was a sound of jingle.

The old man frowned slightly: "This is not enough."

The black robe **** took a breath.

He paused and seemed to be hesitating what to do.

The old man's face is even more ugly.

"Please wait."

The black robe **** said, after touching it for a while, he took out a delicate and compact bag.

He sighed and handed over the bag with great reluctance.

The old man took the bag and shook it.

His brow slowly stretched out and said, "Just enough, thanks."

The black robe gods got this sentence, such as Meng Dawei generally relieved.

Next, it is the turn of Gu Qingshan.