Becoming a god starts from farming on Mars

Chapter 164 The door god is dead
The battle between you love me and the portrait of the door god has entered a better stage by this time.

In less than an hour, the portrait of the door god and you love me have played against 560, 260 and nine poems.

Such a huge amount of poetry is really not acceptable to ordinary people.

At this moment, the portrait of the door god was already out of breath from exhaustion, with his tongue lolling, only exhaling but not inhaling.

If you give the door god portrait a pillow, he can fall asleep in an instant.

Now his legs are weak, his eyes are straight, his teeth are chattering, his words are slurred, his limbs are limp, and his whole body is weak.

If he wasn't supported by divine power, he would probably faint in minutes.

On the other hand, when you love me, you are full of energy, full of energy, full of energy, and high-spirited. You are like a divine cannon ready to go, a god of war who is proud of everything and invincible.

In him, there is no sense of fatigue at all, and there is no sense of decadence like the portrait of the door god.

All in all, the mental state of You Love Me is like a battleship full of energy, ready to go into battle at any time and wipe out all the enemies.

It's just so embarrassing that people have nothing to say.

"You love me, I... have to tell you, I don't accept you, you know, I don't accept you at all, you can't win me, yes, you can't win me at all, I still want to fight with you In the duel, I want to witness with my own eyes how you lose to me, but I want to make one condition to you, that is... you must slow down in the following duels, you can't butt so fast, I... my heart I can't bear it, otherwise, I will ask for a change, I won't play with you, I won't play with you, let alone fight with you, listen...do you hear that?" The door god portrait was out of breath Open your mouth and say.

You love me with a light smile, and said: "Okay, don't worry, I will slow down the pace and take care of you, an old coffin that is dying."

The portrait of the door god said: "Okay, if that's the case, then it's my turn to pose the question in this round, and you'll be the one to answer the question."

"Okay, okay, don't be so useless, hurry up and come up with a question." You love me and said.

The portrait of the gate god took a deep breath, then let it out slowly, and then said: "Life has no roots, it floats like dust on the moss. Scattered and turned by the wind, this is already very body. Why bother to fall into the ground as brothers? Flesh and blood relatives! Joy is joy, wine fights and neighbors. The prime year does not come again, and the day is hard to come again. Timely encouragement, time waits for no one, if you can still connect with this poem, I will really be convinced. "

"Okay, this is what you said." You love me and said: "Pull up your dog ears for my old lady to listen. A jug of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise the glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadows become three people. The moon does not know how to drink, and the shadows follow me. I will be with the moon for a while, and the joy must reach the spring. I sing the moon and wander, and my dancing shadows are chaotic. When I wake up, I have sex. When I am drunk, I will be separated. Miao Yunhan. How about it? I'll ask you if you're neat and tidy, and if you're not convinced?"

The portrait of the door god smiled lightly, and said: "You are listening to this question, I guarantee that you will not be able to answer it. It is difficult to draw a single mark with snow in the calyx. , relying on leaning branches to see the disease. Shuofeng is as good as it is, and it is easy not to destroy it. How about it, do you dare to connect, I don’t believe you can even connect this one.”

You love me with a light smile, and said: "In your words, this is difficult. Put up your ears stuffed with chicken feathers to let my mother listen. The intention of parting is that we are all officials. There is a confidant in the sea, and the world is like neighbors. Doing nothing is on the wrong road, and the sons and daughters share the towel. How about it, is it neat?"

The portrait of the door god took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled it, and then sighed: "Hey, you are really amazing. I have to admire you. I have the last question. If you can answer it right When I came up, I was convinced, completely convinced.”

"In this case, let's talk quickly, so as not to waste everyone's time." You love me and said impatiently.

"Okay, you are kind and courageous. You really don't give up on women, but this question is super difficult. You have to prepare mentally at the end." The portrait of the door god said: "Li Liyuan Shangcao, one year old Once dry and prosperous. The wild fire is endless, and the spring breeze blows and regenerates. The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green embraces the deserted city. Send the king and grandson again, full of love, well, you start right."

You love me, smiled lightly, and said, "This is easy. The sun is at the end of the day, and the Yellow River flows into the sea. If you want to see a thousand miles, and go to a higher level, how about it, are you convinced?"

"Oh, I'm convinced, I've been convinced a hundred times, I...I... really convinced...you..." The portrait of the door god said out of breath.

Do you love me? Looking at the door god out of breath, I wondered, what happened to my hometown? Is he tired?It's not like that, his face is so ugly!
are you sick?

That's not right, I was fine just now, why did I get sick all of a sudden.

You love me thinking so, came to the door god's portrait, carefully observed his face, couldn't help being startled, I'll go, his face is so pale, he's still sweating, his limbs are trembling, what's wrong with this old guy?
You love me squatting down, pressing the pulse of the door god's portrait, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly realized something.

"I love you, Catcher Chen, come over and have a look at your family, the old guy like the portrait of the door god might be dying." You love me and shouted in surprise.

"What, there is such a thing!" Chen Butou and I love you looked at each other in astonishment, and said in unison, and then flew up and jumped onto the ring.

"What the hell happened?" I love you inexplicably, said.

You love me panicked, shook my head, and said: "I don't know, I have been fighting normally with the portrait of the door god, and then he felt exhausted, weaker and weaker, and finally couldn't support his body, so he fell down. I checked his pulse just now and found that his pulse was weak and his heart rate was erratic. It looks like he is going to die soon."

"My dear wife, you are so amazing, you are exhausted to death with the portrait of the door god." I love you and said with a sigh.

"What, I exhausted him to death? How is this possible?" You love me in disbelief and said in disbelief.

"That's right, judging from the pulse condition, the portrait of the door god died of exhaustion, but he has another reason." Chen Butou said while feeling the pulse of the portrait of the door god.

I love you and you love me were stunned, and said at the same time: "Then what is the other reason?"

Chen Butou let go of the wrist of the door god's portrait, took a deep breath, then let it out slowly, and then said: "To be precise, I was pissed off."

"Did you get mad?" I love you and you love me looked at each other in astonishment, and said in unison.

"That's right, I was so pissed off by you bunch of nasty guys, one by one of you came up to piss me off one by one, my heart can't take it anymore... Ah..." The door god's portrait came back to life and said the last sentence words, and then died suddenly.

When the door god's portrait died, his eyes stared at the boss, it can be said that he really did not rest in peace.

"What to do, this old guy is dead, how to break the stone gate behind him?" I love you said.

(End of this chapter)