"Boom----"
In various paths, the speeding motorcycles flashed like a slippery black light, whistling through the ears of people on the roadside.
Passers-by looked up and saw that the motorcycle, which was pitch black all over, had already driven out a long distance and could not see clearly the person sitting in the car.
The wind passing by my ears could not be poured into my helmet, and the fragrance of grass and trees on Karl's body made the goddess feel at ease.
Pale man, pale hands.
The body temperature is as hot as a stove.
It is as stable as Mount Tai, controlling the motorcycle.
He didn't perform his driving skills specifically, and he just paid much attention to the fairy-like girl behind him and hugged him.
It's like no one can get this person.
The goddess Lu Yisi hugged her strong waist and suddenly her nose was sour...
...
On the other hand, the trucker was so uncomfortable being hugged.
Make the best efforts and ignore the weight of Lu Yisi pressing on his back.
But my heart still couldn't help it, and it rarely soared to 60.
Heartbeat and car speed are sprinting.
The whole body is so hot.
Try to maintain speed and ride smoothly, and don’t cling to the beautiful goddess.
Although the motorcycle's seat springs, shock absorbers and tires have good shock absorption effects.
Still inevitably bumps.
Every time I rush through the slope-shaped speed bump, the goddess's entire weight comes over...
Carl:...
Amitabha……
The sea embraces all rivers...
The female donor is broad...
Ka Sanzang dared not use it in one mind, for fear that the car would be destroyed and the person would die, and that one car would be killed.
Especially when passing through a large intersection that is blocked and cannot leak.
Motorcycles are like dexterous swimming fish, traveling around in the flood-like traffic.
After passing the blockage area, he accelerated again and ran to the Donghuang Road intersection in one breath.
The goddess Lu Yisi is still wandering in Taixu, sighing at her abdominal muscles...
...It feels good...
Unlike male stars who are in the gym who work behind closed doors, this is caused by the sweat of catching thieves and physical training...
More than twenty minutes later.
Arant Mythical TV, at the entrance of the main building of the Mythical Building.
Waiting for several anxious program leaders and team leaders.
There is also the old aunt Cheryl Amber with a stern face and squinted eyes like a cheetah:
"Rock trash Wannis Kiel, Myth will no longer invite him to any program team in the future. All contracts between his agency and Myth TV station have been terminated, so they will get out with the penalty for liquidated damages! All singers and artists in that agency will never step into myth."
"Okay, I'll hand over to the Ministry of Law and Marketing immediately."
Assistant Lyanna immediately sent an email to the Legal Department using her cell phone.
The old aunt Cheryl's mouth twitched, wishing she could smash the sky-high bass of Vanness Kiel - that was her birthday gift for this little bastard.
From the unknown small entertainment company, she was regarded as a guest of honor by mythology, and she has cultivated it a lot.
The old aunt's son was not good enough, so he had to live up to his mother's pleasure with other aspiring teenagers.
Ivis was hit by countless arrows in his knee.
Who knows that the Rock King will be like a person when he becomes famous.
He also picked the contract conditions and increased the price, but he actually stopped the show temporarily!
It's not biological, it's not easy to use.
Dare to show pigeons to raise their pay before the live broadcast of "Stars Traveling Through the Ancients"!
The eating habit is ugly, making you die ugly!
My daughter's status is not much different from your fucking rock actor!
I still look at the bad face of the investor’s father every day!
I never let Lu Yisi be late and play a big shot.
What a fuck you are!
I will let myths and legends ban you, go back to your hometown to sell green onions!
The old aunt has been fighting in the film and television industry for half her life, but she is still an angry young man when she returns.
He is quite chivalrous and righteous, and hates evil with his children.
...
Carl rode a modified car with an unknown number of digits, and parked steadily at the door of the TV station.
The director of the program team immediately came up, took Lu Yisi and welcomed him in like an old Buddha.
Before the goddess could do her best to express her abs... Bah, thank you for Carl's racing, she was grabbed onto the TV station by several aunts and uncles...
The only one is Megatron Four, and the old aunt Cheriel is able to fight.
The old aunt looked up at the sky at 45 degrees with her back facing Carl.
The soft silk jacket was draped on the shoulders, and the wind brought a series of twists and turns, like a handsome cloak.
The mountain rain comes and the wind fills the building.
The rain in the distance has not arrived yet to come to cheer up.
He took Lu Yisi and rode a motorcycle, and ran to the thief to pull fast.
The rain couldn't catch up with them at all.
Carl walked over and stood on the same level as the old aunt.
"What do you think of it?" asked the old aunt.
"Like a tree." Carl replied subconsciously.
It turns out that the old aunt is not pretending to be profound.
Instead, I kept watching the magnificent Mythological Main Building, this four or five-story "tree" is four or five-story high.
The overall shape of the tree is like a big mushroom.
The entire mushroom is hollowed out and the outer periphery is made of steel strips.
The mushroom umbrella is a mesh cone.
The branches inside are sparse, and each grid is hung with antique fist bells.
But these bells won't ring.
When the wind strodes, the bells hit the outer net, and then the distant and ancient "rinkle" sound is made.
The mushroom stem part under the mushroom umbrella is neither straight nor curved, and is wavy.
It is composed of countless wavy strips of steel, forming a circle, supporting the hollowed-out mushroom umbrella.
The entire design is light at the top and heavy at the bottom.
Carl's answer is correct.
It's like a tree, but not a tree.
The hollowed-out mushroom umbrella is more like a map of the distribution of a universe and galaxy.
There are various galaxies inside.
"My grandma said it's called the World Tree."
"Mrs. Amber, the gatekeeper of the dimension passage, has been passed down from generation to generation?"
Carl didn't want to waste his time on this meaningful big mushroom tree, just wanted to solve his current doubts.
You know, the assistant Lyanna, who was standing next to her, has already started to pinch the stopwatch.
10 points.
9 minutes and 59 seconds
9 minutes and 58 seconds
...
"I will tell you what I can say, don't worry."
The old aunt walked to the grand Myth main building tiredly.
Carl keeps up.
She walked to the hall of Mythical TV Station.
The magnificent and grand hall is hung with strings of wind chime-like glass covers hanging on the top.
The lengths vary, and it can be seen from expensive people.
Below the glass cover wind chime, there is directly the entrance of the Myth Cinema on the second floor of the underground.
On both sides of the hall are the passages between the East Tower and the West Tower.
There is also a low-key luxury cafe on the left, which is coexisting with both mood and expensiveness.
The middle of the hall was hollowed out, leaning against the railing, and you could see the pool at the entrance of the Myth Cinema on the second floor of the underground.
Above the pool, there are three golden trees, which are a bit like a landscape coconut tree.
Straight branches and branches rise in alternating sequences.
"Are these three trees... alive?"
Carl and Alison have been to the Myth Cinema several times to watch movies.
Alison also took a photo with three golden trees and scissors.
The designer of the main building of Mythology has tried his best to hollow out the middle.
It's like letting the sunlight on the transparent roof shine on these three trees.
"Alive, but not awake, a small one woke up. When the gatekeeper of my body and Pandora in Endri penetrated, the smaller tree on the left woke up."
My mother-in-law said this more mysterious than Sati's Maya sacrificial text... Isn't this embarrassing me, Sherlock Carmes?
Three minutes have passed, Mother-in-law, please say something more practical... Carl asked:
"They are closely related to Lu Yisi's gatekeeper, right? So is the super alien system infiltrated because... the tree woke up? Or did the tree wake up because of the penetration?"
"Every super-powered alien system corresponds to a tree. They shouldn't have been transplanted here by my ancestors."
"Which one of your ancestors? Is it Maya?"
"It's not Maya, my husband is a descendant of the Wen clan of Danluo Dongping."
Chapter completed!