Unlimited Cultivation Players

Chapter 444 3000 years ago
Xiao Wanfa looked at Ou Yufei and raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect that there were still people living on the stage. This boss is of high quality.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, he was very excited and felt very interesting, and wanted to strike again.

And his hand did reach out to the sword, wanting to give Ou Yufei another sword.

Ou Yufei smiled brighter and brighter, and made a phone call gesture with his left hand next to his ear.

Xiao Wanfa stopped, it turned out to be good friend No. [-].

Ou Yufei solved Xiao Wanfa, conjured up a microphone in his hand, and said to everyone: "The graduation ceremony is over, you can go back, always remember the principal's encouragement, and be obedient."

"What about the monster clan? Do you have to force yourself to be a human being and betray your honor and dignity as a monster clan?" Jiu Yuanzi raised his hand and said.

If Ou Yufei gave her one more look, he would lose.

He didn't talk to him at all, which made Jiu Yuanzi very disappointed and was ignored.

"Okay, get out." Ou Yufei said bluntly.

Then he gracefully threw the microphone behind him, and everyone's eyes went dark for an instant, and they entered the settlement and lottery draw.

After kicking everyone out of the dojo, No. [-] escaped from Ou Yufei's body.

The makeup on Ou Yufei's face faded, and he became Zitong's again. His legs were weak and he slumped on the ground.

No.[-] looked at him and said: "Immortals don't have many other skills, and there are really many ways to escape, hiding here and there.

Is it a bit too much for you to spread rumors and I specifically target you. "

Zitong's whole body was shocked when he heard this, and he immediately raised his head to look at No. [-], and was stunned.

"It's the first time we've met. A weak existence like you is not even qualified to be killed by me on the battlefield." No. [-] said lightly.

Zitong finally came to his senses, his expression distorted, "It's you! The head of state!"

"It's you who separated me and Wan, and erased my credit. If you don't abide by the contract, you will be punished by the contract!" He roared ferociously.

Looking at his appearance, No. [-] just thought it was ridiculous.

He just found out about Wenqu Xingjun and Head of State Wan just now, and he hadn't heard about it at all back then.

And in the end, the head of state did not enter the heaven, but went to the underworld instead.

What happened in the middle, so that there was an undercover agent in the heavenly court failed, and the position was handed over to that guy, it was a mystery.

At that time, No. [-] faced powerful enemies one after another. After being surrounded by three powerful enemies, he blew himself up and died with the opponent. He suffered irreversible serious injuries and lost consciousness at the time.

He was carried to the rear for treatment, and he lay there for more than 3000 years. He didn't know what happened after the serious injury.

After listening to Zitong's words today, I realized that I was blamed.

Originally, when he just woke up, he got used to it for a few days, and when he wanted his body to recover to the point where he could start to do serious business, he realized that everything had changed.

No. [-], his strength and status were all lost because of that injury.

The appearance of the people he was familiar with had also changed. When he first woke up, he even thought that his side had been defeated, and that those trash had failed to protect him, and he had been captured.

It was later discovered that it was not, they succeeded, but everyone changed their skins and lost their original appearance.

That's it.

The scary thing is that they have been doing nothing for more than 3000 years, and when fused with each other, they absorbed some memories and personalities of the original body, and everyone's personalities and habits have changed.

Loose and playful, I am used to this kind of life of boiling frogs in warm water and waiting for Yunqiang to consume them by himself.

Everyone claims to be a fairy and is completely familiar with the way of life of a fairy.

3000 years of life made them local gods.

Except for occasional old habits that reveal a little bit of the past, they have changed beyond recognition.

One, who just woke up, has slept for 3000 years, but his thinking is still on the day of the injury, and he can't adapt to their transformation at all.

However, weak people have a particularly strong ability to adapt to the environment in order to survive.

He quickly became an idle, idle, good-for-nothing, kind and non-provoking man.

No. [-] quietly observes and inquires secretly, how can he restore his strength and return to his peak period.

But everything is so hopeless until he hits a cog.

The two hit it off and cooperated seamlessly.

Now facing Zitong's anger venting, No. [-] laughed, "You are just a traitor to Heaven, even though you are a small person I have never met, I still want to thank you for your dedication.

I just don’t know how Heaven will deal with you.

After all, no matter where the traitor is, there will be no good end, unless your strength is so strong that no one can stop it. "

He laughed and said, "If you had the ability, you wouldn't be in this state."

Hearing the word Tiandao, Zitong immediately became nervous, "What, Tiandao is not dead yet?"

Number One felt that he was finished, "Of course not."

Zitong suddenly defended in a panic, "No, I was deceived by that bad woman, and I am also a victim. Actually, I don't even know how I died!"

"And I didn't do anything but put Wan in. She can't do anything by herself, she just misses me."

His last recollection ends here, and there is no more after that.

Zitong died at that time, leaving only some spiritual consciousness in the natal magic weapon, barely living in the confined space.

As long as you don't use it, you don't know anything about the outside world and live in a daze.

He himself couldn't understand why he had experienced countless mortals, was nominated for the gold list every time, wore red silk flowers, rode a tall horse and walked on the street, was admired by others, and countless women fell in love with him. Women are so obsessed.

Is it only because the other party has a crystal clear sense of purity, and that adoring gaze that does not contain any impurities, that it makes my heart move?
Number One actually didn't really want to hear what happened before.

No matter what happened in the past, it has already passed, and the facts are already in front of us.

All he knew was that everyone in the heavenly court would die.

They dared to plot against him, and they didn't let him die completely. They were not afraid of what would happen to him when he woke up.

Such arrogance is the greatest humiliation and contempt for him.

Number One wants to let them know the price of arrogance.

As for the head of state...

He suddenly smiled at Zitong, "Prince Wan has always done anything to achieve his goals.

So it's normal for you to be deceived by her. From the beginning to the end, every word she said and every expression she made was to deceive you.

That guy only has power in his eyes.

What can you count. "

What can Zitong say, he is already dead, only a trace of spirit in this broken spirit treasure remains.

"Where is the way of heaven?" He suddenly asked eagerly, like a lost child, trying to find the backbone.

No.[-] squatted down, looked at him and said, "It's right in front of you, and I don't want you to die, I want you to live in pain forever.

He is now careless, easily upset, and likes to take revenge on others.

You should imagine that after being calculated and betrayed, no matter how generous and indifferent an existence is, it will be counted. "

As he spoke, he took out the gear, and Zitong was instantly sucked in.

Then No. [-] glanced in, then withdrew his gaze, unable to bear to look directly.

He has a kind heart and can't see these things.

Killing directly, out of sight and out of mind, is his style of doing things.

Putting away the gears, No. [-] also exited the dojo, the whole dojo was swallowed by the darkness madly, and all the spirit guides were burned and turned into ashes.

　Today I have a text, and I sorted out the outline in the afternoon, and then sorted out the plot after dinner, and came up with a content that can write hundreds of thousands of words. After that, the writing will not be so slow, and it will be smoother.

　　
　
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