MTL - The Empress’ Livestream-Chapter 1836 1836: The Finale (1)

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Chapter 1836 Chapter 1836: The Finale (1)

Because of the speciality of Xichang, the army of Fuwang always sings and marches forward with incredible success.

Every time Fu Wang looked at the battle report, he felt like he was daydreaming.

Xichang anyway is also a country, how fragile it is like paper?

Why is a country divided into more than a hundred pieces, each with its own politics and its own war?

This is because the enemy's stomach is not digested well, so the active dismemberment is cut into small pieces?

Obviously victory, but Fu Wang has the illusion of going bald.

Sorrowful!

This victory came too easily, and dare not play so casually.

"Isn't that bad?"

Meng Hun couldn't understand Fu Wang's brain circuit, and everyone wanted the enemy's IQ to be as low as mentally retarded.

If the enemy is very powerful, will his own death or injury be great?

Fu Wang said, "Good is good, uneasy in heart."

It's uncomfortable without a little sense of accomplishment.

Fighting all the way, Fu Wangdu looked forward to an evenly matched enemy. As a result, he overtook the curve and rushed to win Xichang before the host recovered Beiyuan. The "enemy" he hoped didn't appear. No, it should be said, but because of the great disparity in strength, people were symbolically struggling twice and were flattened by the fully armed Fu Wang carrying the cannon all the way _ (: з) ∠) _

Xichang was divided into more than one hundred pieces, and the largest was more than half of counties and counties. How many troops can they have together?

Under Fu Wang's account, there are more than 200,000 elites. Exaggeratedly, one person and one spit can push the enemy's wall to that kind.

It's not that the enemies are too indifferent. It is clear that the power levels of the opposing sides are not in one dimension.

When the news of Fu Wang's victory came two days later, Jiang Yanji also completely pushed Beiyuan side.

The speed is so amazing that the salted fish in the live broadcast room that watched Jiang Yanji grow up step by step.

At this time, a local tyrant salted out.

[Hell killing ground]: I don't think it's strange. When you do n’t have money, it takes a long time to make 12,000, and you can save money and plan for life. When it ’s time to make money, and your family is worth hundreds of millions, is it still difficult to make 10,000 or 20,000? More than just a little money in the bank's lifetime. I think the anchor is in this state now, she has passed the hardest years of hard work. There are millions of soldiers in the account immediately. If even Beiyuan and Xichang in this state can't get it, they will be surprised.

[Smuggling in Africa]: Mom, come back from a business trip and disconnect from the Internet. The anchor has already finished playing?

[Musician Zhuge Qinmo]: As the first followers, should we prepare to celebrate the anchor of the anchor?

[Aunt in the cafeteria]: Okay, okay, I've figured out how to help. The cafeteria window is half price all day!

[Lan Jade is not broken]: So fast? Can the anchor schedule the ascent time during the Millennium Dream event? Maybe there will be Ou Huang on our behalf to participate in the anchor ceremony of the anchor ah ah ah-real-name system envy this Ou Huang, Ou Di in Ou Huang!

[Poorly seeing your chrysanthemum is poisonous]: It may not be so European, the ghost knows where the emperor was sent to? The last time I dreamed back to the millennium was a barren island. It is said that the Five Kingdoms are the southernmost, second only to the place where the heads are dispatched ... Last time, it was the northernmost in Beiyuan, and it was frozen to death.

[Wujiang mustard also]: The southernmost one, is that European emperor still not European? I ate oysters all day and choked me.

[Beyond light years]: The northernmost part of Beiyuan is not black, and was finally carried back by the anchor princess. It is envious of the real-name system.

The salted fish chattered and talked about what they wanted to do.

For this event, they waited for 17 years! !! !!

Eighteen years left in four months! !! !!

[Smuggling in Africa]: The most confession in the world is-I will accompany you to wait for the anchor to reach the pole, and wait for her child to reach the pole.

[Yinuoqingchang]: Hey, come on, wait for the anchor to reach the end of his life, and the anchor child can only wait for my child or grandson to burn the video disc to me. Unexpectedly, I will wait until this day in my lifetime, and shed tears unknowingly.

[Picturesque beauty]: After two months of Ching Ming Festival, he was finally able to go to the grave and tell him that the anchorman who chased the world for seven or eight years finally came to fruition. _ (: з) ∠) _ I used to think this was a stalk, but I never thought it really happened to me.

When these salted fish first entered the live broadcast room, I was afraid that they would accompany Jiang Yanji for so many years.

Seventeen years and eight months are too long.

The childhood and youth of others are XX TV series, XX games, and XX cartoons. Their youth and childhood are Jiang Yanji.

What's more, someone's partner is Jiang Yanji _ (: з) ∠) _

[Di Lao Tian Fang]: Hahahaha-I want to laugh when I mention this. In the last college graduate, a girl was wearing a white wedding dress and took a wedding photo with Jiang Yanji's photo. What's worse is that there were still many boys who married the anchor in their wedding dresses at that session-the anchor was probably the only big marriage that didn't break the law, and a group of little wives and little husbands could still laugh and laugh.

The passive scum girl Jiang Yanji said that she did not carry this pot.

On this day, before closing the live broadcast room, Jiang Yanji solemnly performed a federal military salute to the salted fish.

"Thank you for your company for more than ten years-the soul of the EFF is here!"

Most of the salted fish giggled with this gift.

They were too much stunned by Jiang Yanji. It was a rare occasion for the anchor to put down his body and salute them.

Only a few salted fish figured out something wrong from Jiang Yanji's actions.

This--

How does this look like the last farewell?

Does it mean that when they get up in the morning, they will never find this familiar room number again?

The salted fish were anxious to ask clearly, but why they were too small, and the barrage was covered with a giggling barrage.

Before Jiang Yanji closed the live studio, she said, "I look forward to the day of my ascension and have a drink with one of you."

The voice dropped and the screen turned off completely.

"I knew there would be such a day."

That night, Jiang Yanji washed his office with meals as usual.

On the middle of the month, time was approaching the time of the third round, and there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Yanji heard a quiet hand, and after thinking about it, he put his pen down and got up and took the sword.

The reflection on the door leaf is familiar, Jiang Yanji stared for a long time, raised his hand to open the door.

The two looked at each other silently, as if they had seen each other that year.

One knelt down respectfully, and one looked down calmly.

"You shouldn't be here, Xiaoyu."

The people who were supposed to be in Maruzhou appeared in the northernmost city of ice and snow in Beiyuan in a moment, which is beyond human ability.

"Xiao Yu didn't know if it should, but someone asked him to do it, and he asked the Lord to forgive me."

Jiang Yanji calmly glanced at Xu Yan.

Xu Yan smiled, "It seems that the protagonist understands it, but he wants to go there?"

Jiang Yanji asked, "How about not leaving?"

Xu Zheng said, "No, it's just that the two His Highness and Zixiao will run into some trouble. The principal is afraid he won't want to see it."

Jiang Yanji, "... wait for me to change my clothes."

Xu Yan laughed, "waiting."

There is only one change today, and I have a Cavern, I don't feel like I can reach the middle of the month _ (: з 」∠) _

(End of this chapter)