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Chapter 145 The day lily is cold!

Kowloon Island has appeared!

The eyes of the host and several ace investigators lit up.

On Murong Wan'er's small face, there was a trace of nervousness.

After all, this Kowloon Island has something to do with her husband.

In the live broadcast room, the veterans became excited.

In the comment area, comments soared.

"Is Kowloon Island finally going to be born?!"

"Bull beep, bull beep!"

"Shock the mighty Emperor!"

"I really want to see what Jiulong Island with dragon veins looks like."

"In this situation, I want to sing a poem!"

"Sing!"

"Golden scales are not things in a pool, they will transform into dragons when encountering wind and cloud, the dragon chant of the Nine Heavens will shake the sky, and the wind and cloud will swim in shallow water!"

"So wet! So wet!"

……

At this moment, the situation in the live broadcast room changed suddenly!
The sky was suddenly overcast with thunder and lightning!
On the surface of the sea, there was a strong wind, and huge waves were set off.

The small fishing boat immediately lost its course and was ups and downs on the sea.

"what happened?"

Shocked God was shocked.

"Stop the live broadcast, come and help me stabilize the fishing boat!"

A hurried voice came from the scene.

It should be the shocking emperor's father.

Immediately afterwards, Shocked Emperor's mobile phone fell to the ground.

Signal interrupted!

At the scene of the show, several people looked at each other in shock.

The hearts of the veterans also tugged.

"Why did it suddenly blow up?"

"Is this Kowloon Island so evil?"

"The Shocked Emperor will be fine, right?"

"Emperor Shocked, don't let anything happen to you, there are still so many juicy cabbages waiting to be crushed by you!"

……

"Just now, the National Weather Service issued a red typhoon warning!"

"Fuck! This is a serious matter! The ship encountered a typhoon on the sea, and it is close to death, right?"

"Red typhoon warning, this is the highest level, it should be death without life!"

"The typhoon is already here, and a chicken melon hair warning is issued, the day lily is cold!"

"Are these people eating dry food? Why didn't they issue an early warning!"

"The Meteorological Bureau won't take the blame for this fault. This typhoon has almost no warning signs, and there is no way to warn in advance!

"Could it be that this typhoon has something to do with Jiulong Island and the dragon veins?"

……

At this moment, everyone's hearts were tugged.

At the same time, it was full of deep horror.

……

before this.

Near the junction of China's territorial waters and the open sea, a small island shrouded in sea fog.

This small island is exactly Kowloon Island!

It's just that this small island disappeared from the world map a few years ago.

Not even satellites can get a picture of the island.

The island is surrounded by hidden reefs, and near the island, all the compass and the like fail.

Gradually, this place has become a corner forgotten by the world.

But no one knows that there is a group of people living on this small island!

A total of thirty people!

For three years, they have lived a life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

It seems to be back to the starting point of human civilization.

With their efforts, Kowloon Island has also changed from a bare island to a rich and beautiful island.

But on this day, the tranquility of the island was destined to be broken.

In the morning, nothing was different from usual.

Men are working hard, women are coaxing children to play.

A middle-aged man with dark skin and a strong figure said while using a hoe to reclaim the wasteland: "Three years later, the vegetation coverage of Kowloon Island has almost reached 90%, and our mission has almost been completed. "

A young man heard the words and asked: "Island owner, do you think the owner has forgotten us? Also, is there really a dragon vein on this Jiulong Island?"

Hearing this, the rest of the people also looked at this middle-aged man called the island owner.

(End of this chapter)