I really don’t know what Lin Xiao thought?

Why is he so stupid that he packs himself in this way?

Nuwa was quite confused about this.

After all, it is really not something that ordinary people can do if Lin Xiao packages and brags like this.

At least most people are not as thick-skinned.

I don’t know if it’s because Lin Xiao has starred in several TV series, so he has a little acting skills and thinks he can play such a rich man well.

But reality is cruel.

Not to mention that some people deliberately dug out black materials and took them out and exploded.

In short, in Nuwa's eyes, Lin Xiao is a completely deceased +250.

But then again, Lin Xiao's move is actually quite useful. After all, if Cai Minghua had not dug up these black materials and broke them out, how could the public know?

Maybe Lin Xiao was really successful.

Lin Xiao, who obviously only has more than 100 million treasure island coins, is equivalent to 20 to 30 million soft sister coins, forced himself to package himself into a wealthy and exaggerated star with tens of billions of treasure island coins. At that time, people felt that his whole body was shining brightly when they saw him, which was also a kind of skill.

And 99% of people also truly believe it.

Even now that the black material has been exposed, there are still a large number of brainless fans of Lin Xiao on the Internet, who firmly believe that his outdated idol is indeed a "rich man" and has a firm verbal battle with others on the Internet.

As for these unjudgmented fans, Nuwa really doesn't know what to say.

However, Nuwa discovered that the posts and messages of these brainless fans in Lin Xiao also had strong traces of faith left through the network data cable. This discovery made Nuwa feel that the existence of the brainless fans is not a bad thing.

After all, she will also enter the entertainment circle in the future and use her identity as a singer to make a living. At that time, she will also have her own fan group, and in this way she can gather her faith.

Therefore, Nuwa also hopes that she can have a group of brain-dead fans, because these brain-dead fans can provide herself with purer belief.

However, Lin Xiao is an ordinary person, and most of the stars are ordinary people, so even if they have their own fan group and a large number of brainless fans, they cannot accumulate the beliefs generated by these fans and purify them for their own evolution.

This is really a pity in Nuwa's opinion.

So when Nuwa felt the faint residual faith in the message post, a deep regret and a pity appeared on her delicate little face.

"If my fans are so good, they are all faithful. Although they are not so pure and are mixed with the power of negative desires, it is OK to purify them, let alone the mottled faithfulness generated by the huge number of fans and the large number of people..."

Nuwa looked at her cell phone and whispered to herself.

At this moment, her mind has shifted from the relevant news reports of Cai Minghua and Lin Xiao to the aspect of faith.

And Nuwa quickly threw away her regretful idea because she thought that she would return to China as a celebrity with the help of Kim Hyun-tae, and then start her career as a singer.

So she will definitely have her own fans by then.

So, there is no need to envy the unlucky Lin Xiao’s fans, she will have them anyway in the future.

Speaking of which, Nuwa is also quite sad. For the sake of faith, she is now planning to enter the entertainment industry.

Who can believe this if you tell me?

But this is another indisputable fact.

In fact, it is not only Nuwa who needs faith, but many of the people who have returned to China need to start planning how to have their own believers and accumulate their own faith.

But others were still exploring and when they were trying to find a solution, Nuwa had already found a goal and was about to implement it successfully.

Many people will envy me then, right?

Nuwa put down her cell phone and sat on the sofa and thought to herself proudly.

Inadvertently, Nuwa remembered her apprentice Coco, and her little face suddenly collapsed.

Because she found that no matter how hard she tried, compared with her weird little apprentice, her master was like a silk thread.

Actually, it’s not Nuwa’s fault for thinking so.

It was really a big blow to her.

Think about it, when she, a master, was still racking her brains for her faith power, Coco already had two worlds of faith, and this one alone hit Nuwa.

Not to mention that the world that Coco masters is not just one, it is comparable to the world of Ganges sands that Western religions master, so the little guy doesn't need to worry about the source of faith at all.

As long as the little guy is willing, he can open up and build his own source of faith in the plane worlds she masters anytime and anywhere.

I don’t know how many streets she is, as a master.

Some people may ask, since that's the case, why is Nuwa still so distressed? She has a headache about the source of faith. She will ask her apprentice Coco for help soon.

Anyway, the little guy has so many plane worlds, and Nuwa, the master, needs a few words, and with the little guy's personality, he will definitely not refuse.

That's right, the idea is correct.

But things cannot be done.

Of course, Nuwa also knew that if she went to find Coco, she could easily establish a stable source of faith from the plane world she mastered by her apprentice, without having to show up to be a singer as troublesome as if she was a singer.

But it is precisely because Nuwa is Keke's master that she can't do this.

Those who are masters have the dignity of being masters.

At the same time, Nuwa also has her own persistence and stubbornness. Even if people think that she is weird like this, this is Nuwa.

Moreover, Nuwa, who has experienced the ancient times, knows very well how important the source of faith is, and how crazy it is to a plane world that can provide a source of faith.

You should know that in the ancient times, in addition to fighting against the invasion of the Arthur tribe, they also had to fight for the source of faith and killed a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Nuwa did not want to invade the interests of her disciple Coke because she knew how precious it was. Even if she was a master, she could not use such an identity to take advantage of her disciple Coke. This is Nuwa's insistence.

It may make people laugh, but it is precisely because of this reason that this Nuwa girl from different time and space makes people feel that her persistence is rare and valuable.

And Keke is lucky to have such a weird master as her. After all, a master like Nuwa is much stronger than those who have the idea of ​​beating apprentices, right?

Get up from the sofa, pick up your phone and walk to the corner of the small living room, find the charger and start charging your phone.

After doing all this, Nuwa looked at the time and planned to take a shower and go to bed.

She has been notified that the woman named Qiao An will go back to the fast food restaurant where she works, and that she will cooperate with her acting at that time.

So she needs a break and keep herself in her best condition.

Although it doesn't matter if Nuwa doesn't sleep for a year, because she has been living in the secular world for more than ten years and has been greatly influenced by the current society, Nuwa is like many girls today. She believes in the theory that she will not have good rest and skin.

It's really ridiculous.

Because Nuwa has not rested for ten or a hundred years, she can still give people a radiant feeling, completely different from ordinary girls.

But Nuwa just believes this now.

From an indirect way, the current set of theories that girls believe in today have a great impact.

After all, even Nuwa was affected, right?

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The lights of Xiangjiang at midnight are bright

Located on a street in a bustling nightclub in Kowloon City, more than a dozen fierce men gathered in a small shop called "Hangjiangzai Fish Egg Flour".

This small restaurant that runs fish egg noodles is not large in size, and it can only put down four or five tables in total. Now that more than a dozen men have sat down, the store has become very crowded.

Because the atmosphere in the store seemed a little wrong, some customers who wanted to enter the store immediately turned around and left when they walked to the store door. It was obvious that the business was not done.

The dozens of big men in the store were obviously divided into two waves, and the seats they sat in were also visible to confrontation. Among the two waves of big men, there were men who seemed to be leaders of both sides. One of the men was holding a baby who looked less than one year old in his arms.

This little baby is very cute, with big eyes rolling around. Even though the men around him look bad, the little guy doesn't look scared at all, but looks around weirdly.

I don’t know if it was because of the little guy that the big men present suppressed their anger. Even though the negotiations were deadlocked, they did not fight as usual. Instead, the leaders of both sides continued to talk patiently.

The man holding the baby was a middle-aged man with a hair wax on his head and a big back combed. He looked quite stylish. In this dull and depressing atmosphere, he spoke first.

"Heizicheng! We have to give half of the sights of Yonghui nightclub. Now the word "hot" is full of my affairs, so I want to find food for my brothers, and I have to support a baby now, and I need to make more money! If you don't agree, it means that we don't give our brothers a way out, then I will fight with you!"

The man holding the baby fell to the ground, and the subordinates around him began to stare at the enemies opposite him with a bulging momentum, as if the other party was afraid of something.

Sitting opposite the man holding the baby was an old guy with a big belly. He also glared at his eyes, making himself look as fierce as possible.

"Stop! Fight and fight! We will be afraid of you. Your boss will die on the woman's belly. So what if you talk about it now! You don't even have the right to watch the scene if you want Yonghui!"

The younger brothers behind him also started the performance.

"Cut him to his family property!"

"Kill you Balu, see if you die!"

When the men behind the man holding the baby saw it, they immediately responded with their mouths and raised their hands to point fingers to increase their momentum.

Well, the gangster of Xiangjiang is the virtue of this. It is more verbal than actual things. Even if you find someone to do something, you will spend money to hire a large circle to do things.

In the midst of the turmoil of love, the man holding the baby put the baby aside, rushed out and grabbed the hair of the leader on the other side, raised his legs and hit the other party's face with the beggar.

This is not the end. The other party fucked the teapot and wrote it down hard on his head. He was beaten and blood was soaring.

The man's movements were quick and agile, and before everyone could react, he had already knocked down the other party's leader.

"Hmph! Be crazy with me! Let you know who I am, Louis Chi, today!"

Let go, the big belly leader fell softly to the ground.

The man who called himself "Louis Chi" waved to his subordinates behind him, and he was the first to rush towards the younger brothers who were still shocked.

The little baby who was placed aside him clapped his hands with a smile, and shouted in a silence: "Come on, Master! Unify Hong Kong and Kowloon! The money for the disciple's milk powder depends on you!"

Listening to the baby's voice, the middle-aged man who had just punched a big man and beaten him away suddenly, then turned around and looked at the baby with a laugh and cry.

brush!

A sword flashed, and a guy hit the middle-aged man in the neck with a hijab.

It is not a good habit to be distracted during a fight.

The imagined scene of blood flying everywhere did not appear. Instead, the knife hand holding the knife felt that he had slashed on the steel with one knife, and the tiger's mouth was so painful that it was shocked by the recoil.

The middle-aged man turned his head and smiled at the knife hand. He even forgot to continue cutting the second knife. Then the middle-aged man who was called the master by the baby raised his hand and slapped his head...
Chapter completed!