Metropolis: I have Hades system that can open hell

On the private plane, take off into the sky, skip a piece of cloud, and come to the endless cloud layer.

On top of this cloud layer, time seems to stand still, because all the clouds are still, and if it wasn't for the movement of the plane, you would feel as if you would suffocate.

The sun was shining directly, and the plane was silent.

This plane is very big, it is the private plane of the Prince of Monte Cristo, and now it is Wu Ma Cong's special plane.

There is a separate living room with countless fine wines in the living room.

There are separate guest rooms, bedrooms, and study rooms...

Except for the kitchen, it is no different from a home.

The decoration inside is also very luxurious.

Wuma Cong and Bai Zimo rested quietly in the master bedroom.

Bai Zimo said: "Is Yaoyao angry? She never called."

Wuma Cong hugged her, stretched out his hand inexplicably: "It's okay, just go back and coax her. This girl probably thinks that we didn't bring her out to play, so she is angry. I don't know that her retreat will end so soon. Otherwise, how could we Maybe leave her alone?"

Bai Zimo: "Then Wan'er, what are you going to do?"

Wu Macong smiled and said: "Our life is so long, why don't I marry all four of you sisters. Let's be my Mrs. Hades together. How about you? We will also have companions in the future."

Bai Zimo rolled his eyes at him: "You have slept with Wan'er in Wan'er's dream, what else can you do? If you have the ability, chase after him. You are not a human thing in the first place, who can control you."

Wuma gave him a sharp look: "You are the one."

Bai Zimo giggled: "Yes, yes, you are not a thing. There is nothing else. Since high school, our four sisters have said that we will marry together, and now we can always be together. Someday, in the endless years, you Tired of us, the four of us can still live happily together."

Wuma Cong was annoyed: "You talk nonsense. How can I bother you?"

Bai Zimo chuckled, stood up, escaped from this clutch, walked out of the bedroom, went to find Wan'er, and pushed into the room.

Dong Zhiwan was still a little confused: what is this for.

Facing Wu Ma Cong, Dong Zhiwan was even more embarrassed: the protagonist of her erotic dream knew about her erotic dream, and even experienced it for herself, this embarrassment was beyond words.

Wu Ma Cong gently took her hand: "Have you had fun these few days?"

Dong Zhiwan's heart skipped a beat, and she didn't refuse: "I had a great time. Momo and Sister Mei are my sisters for many years..."

Wu Macong laughed and said, "Are you still having sex dreams? Is it still me in the sex dreams?"

Dong Zhiwan's face turned red instantly, and she turned around to flee.

As soon as Wuma Cong pulled her hand hard, he pulled her into his arms instead: "Why don't you turn the dream into reality?"

"Ah?!" Dong Zhiwan was astonished.

Before he could react, he was thrown onto the bed.

In a short while, Yanggu spits out inflammation.

The clouds outside are the shadows of thousands of mountains, the golden wheel bathes in the sea, shining brightly, the fire mirror floats in the sky, and the pupils shine brightly.

The clouds burned by the fire are bright and bright, filling the sky and moving the earth.

When the sky and the earth are swallowing up, the Qiming is in the east, the crystal pills are brilliant, and the stars dare not show their faces.

Out of the window, a cluster of fireworks-like red clouds appeared in the eastern sky.

It looked wonderful against this leaden sky.

The few pale morning stars in the west blinked a few times in its dazzling brilliance, and then disappeared without a sound.

What replaced them was a round of sun emerging from the rosy clouds.

Its brilliance gradually illuminated the entire sky from near to far, and finally illuminated the entire ground.

Dong Zhiwan's mood was so wonderful.

When the sun dawned, it shouted and opened the door to the dark universe.

At that time, it was so bright and hot red, and then it shone red light on the earth.

So the tender body woke up.

The leaves in the dream raised their heads from deep sleep, and the water waves opened their eyes from the stillness.

In reality, everything that was once covered by the night showed a bright red smile, and the flowers with pearl-like dewdrops looked so bright and lovely in the first-line shivering sunlight.

The plane was at a high altitude, Wuma Cong and Dong Zhiwan were still at another altitude.

Bai Zimo listened outside the door, smiled, and went back to chat with Yan Wumei.

Yan Wumei was looking at her phone boredly.

Seeing Bai Zimo coming in, Yan Wumei asked, "Where's Wan'er? Come, come, let's fight the landlord."

Bai Zimo giggled and said, "No, no, you are a top student, you have too good a plan, you can't beat you in the fight against landlords, we always lose. Wan'er and Brother Cong are together..."

Yan Wumei was taken aback: "You brother Cong got it so soon?"

Bai Zimo was surprised: "Can you see it?"

Yan Wumei looked disdainful: "Wan'er's eyes these days, looking at that man, is stronger than your friendship. But you are really serious, can this make it?"

Bai Zimo chuckled and said, "It's not letting, it's sharing."

Yan Wumei was taken aback: "Can this also be shared?"

Bai Zimo: "What about you, do you want to share it together?"

Yan Wumei: "No. I don't care."

Bai Zimo showed a foxy smile and said, "Brother Cong is the King of Hades, and life has no end. Don't you want to live forever? Don't you want to keep your face forever?"

Yan Wumei's eyes widened: "Is there still this effect?"

Bai Zimo nodded and said: "Well, I just thought about the endless years between me and Brother Cong, I just thought that our four sisters could be together, anyway, high school said, marry a man together, and now Marry. Men don’t want us anymore, we are immortal, and we are happy together, aren’t the four sisters? Besides, Brother Cong can’t possibly not want us.”

How tempting it is to live forever, not to be old, to stay young forever.

Yan Wumei was a little moved.

Bai Zimo giggled and said, "Is your heart moved? I knew you didn't look at Brother Cong in the right way these days. Sure enough, you all like the man I chose. It doesn't matter, anyway, the years are long Don't be afraid to divide him. Even if you have been in love with him for a hundred years, Wan'er in the next hundred years, me in the next hundred years, A Li in the next hundred years... the next hundred years, we will have no problem demonstrating the love triangle in pairs... ..."

Bai Zimo looked out the window, pointed at the stratus clouds, and looked at the stratus clouds from the ground, the stratus clouds were turbulent, fluttering strangely, as if the sky and the earth were collapsing, but now looking at the stratus clouds from the plane, the stratus clouds are still, as stable as Mount Tai.

Bai Zimo said: "Look at the stratus clouds outside. What the people on the ground saw is what we see now. We are already above the human world, and we are no longer ordinary People, look on the ground and watch the wind and clouds rise. They are afraid of lightning and thunder, but we may be making lightning and thunder now and even in the future. The position is different, life is different, if there is no change of passion, my years will be later Won't it be boring?"

Bai Zimo looked back at Yan Wumei and said with a smile: "It's boring, it's boring to die. So why don't we go together."