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Chapter 183 King Asura in Dream?The Ancestor of All Evil with Different Eyes [3 more]

Yan Jiu, who closed the live broadcast room, stretched.

When you close your eyes and take a nap to catch fish.

Dreamed of an endless void.

There was nothing around her, and it was terribly quiet, as if covered with a layer of veil, as ethereal as flowers in a mirror and moon in water.

soon.

A vortex appeared in front of Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu saw his little self in another parallel world, with bare feet like a beggar who no one cares about.

The picture in the vortex seemed to use double speed, quickly showing Yan Jiu another short life of hers.

In this parallel world.

The little Yan Jiu had no master or senior brother, and lived until the age of three with difficulty.

Another vortex appeared.

Different encounters, the same three years.

After Yan Jiu witnessed countless vortices.

She discovered something in common, that she in other worlds, without exception, was alone and would not live to be three years old.

Until his death, he never had any contact with his master, brothers, relatives, or friends.

Yan Jiu moved.

There was no ripple in the surroundings, which verified the fact that she witnessed this scene as a passer-by.

Apart from this life and previous life, does she have no good results in other worlds?

The warmth of spring is still far away, and the coldness of winter dominates her life. Why can't she in other worlds escape the curse of dying silently in an unknown corner?

Alone every night.

The snow does not disperse, the ice does not leave.

Yan Jiu only felt chills in her heart, as if her fate was written with the word "miserable" in capital letters.

She has no poor emotions.

Some are just angry.

When the veins on the back of her hand were looming.

The screen turns.

Yan Jiu appeared in a certain whirlpool world.

She stepped on the soft soil.

The sun is shining brightly, the breeze is not dry, and the clear lake is sparkling. Unfortunately, except for the willows on the shore, no one can share this quiet beauty with the lake.

Shortly after.

A formation broke the beauty.

Yan Jiu saw the bad news in this world.

Hundreds of thunderbolts seemed to dig a hole in the sky, and what created this doomsday scene were nine beams of light converging in the eye of the array from nine directions in the world.

Nine artifacts are suspended in the light beam.

The only ones Yan Jiu knew were Sanqingling and Taomujian.

From the perspective of a bystander, she witnessed countless masked figures standing in mid-air to welcome some kind of big man.

Yan Jiu looked curiously at the resentful eyes.

A huge and terrifying aura suddenly appeared, and the indescribable evil spirit seemed to imprison the whole world.

Darkness comes.

The visitor exudes danger and terror, making people in the Taoist sect who can't help but want to peek at them shy away.

The black mist condenses into shape.

A pair of twisted horns were covered with ominous blood-red spells from the Asura world.

He has a pair of different eyes.

The left eye is gilt and the right eye is green.

Loose and arrogant attitude.

Like a cat with different eyes who is used to baring its teeth and claws.

Yan Jiu: "..." Why do I think of cats?

She looked at the "person" who was shrouded in black mist and could only see horns and eyes. Judging from the attitude of the Asura tribe who was willing to surrender, this was the legendary King Asura.

soon.

Blood stained the sky.

Where He passed was replaced by a black mandala.

Yan Jiu hugged her arms and said: "The force is quite high, isn't this the protagonist of the novel world who grows lotus every step of the way?"

The voice fell.

King Ashura told Yan Jiu with his actions that he is not the protagonist of this world, but the villain.

The fire consumed everything in the world.

Compose a doomsday song with rage.

King Ashura was born in the abyss.

Is the ancestor of all evil.

Someone tried to resist, but within a breath, the mandala flower easily took off the head.

Obviously, the Datura flower that grows on its own is not a decoration, it has the terrifying ability to easily pierce and tear its prey.

The world has become a hell.

From start to finish.

His disdainful gaze seems to be looking at insects, and it seems to be saying that the weak do not deserve mercy.

Yan Jiu watched all this happen quietly.

There was no ups and downs in my heart.

She didn't understand why the dream made her see this.

When she was wondering, this world was destroyed by the Asura tribe who made a comeback.

Yan Jiu said truthfully: "To be honest, it's useless for me to see this, and I can't beat him."

Standing by the lake replaced by datura flowers, she spoke to her own reflection in the lake.

Yan Jiu's thoughts diverged and said: "If the world is destined to be destroyed, why not enjoy yourself in time?"

I don't know who Yan Jiu's words annoyed, but she was ejected mercilessly.

Yan Jiu opened his eyes again.

Back to the quiet conference room.

Nothing has changed.

As if what just happened was just a dream.

Yan Jiu slumped on the chair.

Those different pupils gave her a sense of familiarity.

Why are you familiar with it?
Until Yan Jiu wandered to the interrogation room and saw Lang Zongyi outside the interrogation room.

Yan Jiu understands the familiarity: King Ashura's right eye pupil color is exactly the same as Lang Zongyi's!
But Yan Jiu didn't draw Lang Zongyi to King Ashura, let alone Lang Zongyi's integrity, the Ashura gang of Rose Cross must have dealt with her senior brother, but they didn't take her away, this is enough to explain everything.

While Yan Jiu was meditating.

Lang Zongyi found Yan Jiu: "What's wrong?"

Yan Jiu told Lang Zongyi about her dream.

Lang Zongyi paused.

But just surprised but not puzzled.

Lang Zongyi saw Yan Jiu's confusion, and he explained: "When I woke up from the hospital bed, I dreamed of the 'person' with different eyes you mentioned for three consecutive days."

It only took one night for him to go from being terrified at the beginning to getting used to it later.

Lang Zongyi added another word.

He only told his parents about it.

Yan Jiu was the third person who knew.

Lang Zongyi's implication should not be spread, after all, no one knows if it will attract anything.

Yan Jiu always grasps the key points: "Brother, you are the first person to know about dreams."

Lang Zongyi: "..." Thank you?
After he was speechless, there was silence.

Why did he default to Yan Jiu's title just now?

Habits are really scary.

Lang Zongyi didn't want to talk about something with a different pupil, so he changed the subject: "I haven't been able to open her mouth."

Yan Jiu was curious: "Can't you pry it open with pliers?"

Lang Zongyi: "..." Are we talking about knocking?
Yan Jiu said seriously, "Have you used threats?"

Lang Zongyi suddenly said: "Why don't you go to the trial."

Yan Jiu spread his hands: "I don't know how."

He said no.

Yan Jiu still entered the interrogation room excitedly.

The North Sea Merman, who had met once, was trapped in the pool by a spirit rope, and when he saw Yan Jiu come in, he flicked his tail excitedly.

The merman was pleasantly surprised: "Good man, you..."

Yan Jiu flicked the belt, and said righteously: "Leniency is allowed for confession, and strictness for resistance!"

Observation room separated by SLR glass.

Lang Zongyi looked at Lin Han who was clutching his pants tightly.

Lin Han was aggrieved: "The boss wants to make the decision for me, the general counsel is holding my new belt."

Lang Zongyi covered his eyes with his hands.

It seems.

Not only did he have to teach Yan Jiu not to pull the belt casually, he also taught Yan Jiu not to pull other people's belts casually.

Wait until Yan Jiu comes out of the interrogation room.

Successfully attract someone's education.

Lang Zongyi softened his heart when he saw Yan Jiu bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "Be careful next time."

Yan Jiu, who was dozing off with her head down, raised her head.

Looking at Lang Zongyi, he blinked.

Lang Zongyi was restless.

He made people cry! ?
(End of this chapter)