Vol 9 Chapter 89: Blood word
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Super Urban Master
- Peng Cheng Wan
- 1550 characters
- 2021-06-17 01:41:25
Going forward, you will definitely die.
This is not alarmist talk, nor is it a threatening threat, but just like the apocalypse Shenyu, people can't refute at all, and instinctively will do it.
At this time, I was really in awe, and subconsciously felt that I had met the true God, and it was like a forgiveness. He let me go. That is the blessing that I have cultivated in my life. How can I resist it?
But I didn't retreat. I am afraid I would not dare to retreat when I changed to being a person, but I was not afraid.
Because this voice makes me feel familiar, it is my own voice.
Although I changed my voice most of the time and lived with Ao Kunlun's voice, I will never forget my voice.
In fact, a person is not very sensitive to one's own voice, and is far less sensitive than listening to other people's voices, but when I hear this voice, I still feel that it is my own voice.
Although I can't say specifically why it is so certain, and even I can't judge where the sound came from, but it is a feeling of inexplicability, and it is so familiar.
And because I believe this is my own voice, I am less nervous, and the jealousy that comes from the depths of my soul is slowly dissipating.
I raised my head, looked at the illusory staircase above, and said, "Who are you? Why don't you let me go on? Is there any hidden secret that can't be revealed?"
Seeing that I was actually openly provoking Shenwei, that voice suddenly disappeared and was silent.
I am afraid that for so long, no one has dared to refute him and question his power.
Suddenly, the voice came up again: "Interesting, you are very different. Yes, there is a secret at the end, but it is not a secret you can touch. I said, you will die if you go further. If you don't believe it, go. Give it a try."
This voice is not arrogant, but it gives me the feeling of madness, as if he is the number one in the day, but he can dominate the three realms and six realms.
I am afraid that he is really the one who went to the deserted world in the divine boat, and dare to claim that I am not the immortal emperor but the divine emperor. That is not crazy, but a kind of confidence to truly jump out of the cage and beyond the world.
I'm very curious, he is so strong, can't you tell that I am him?
The hidden face charm that grandpa dropped me is so powerful, whether it is the Evil Soul of the Snow Mountain, or he can't see it?
At the same time, there is a bigger question in my mind.
Is he really me? Or is it the statue of me talking?
In the past, I would not believe that the statue could talk. At most, the statue was possessed by the soul. But in the story told to me by the Suzaku ancestor, he said that my statue opened its eyes at the beginning. This is definitely not Common idols.
My brain is spinning very fast, and I really want to solve the hidden face talisman so that he can see my true face and know that I am his reincarnation from generation to generation.
But I am afraid that this is a conspiracy and is testing me.
In the end, I decided to curve to save the country, not to reveal my identity, but to show my awe-inspiring righteousness and let him know that I came to save the world and that I was the humane savior.
So I looked up and said, "Since I'm here, I won't retire!"
He said: "Oh? Why, are you not afraid of death?"
I said, "I am afraid of death, and no one in the world is afraid of death. But if I die, who will run for mortals? Who will stop the catastrophe of the last days?"
"If my death can be exchanged for peace in the world, why should I be afraid of death? So, I will continue to move forward."
I speak righteously, plus this is what I say from the bottom of my heart. It is not that I am lying. I believe he can hear my sincerity. If he is really me, he will definitely help me.
However, he said: "Someone will come to save you, so go back."
There was no fluctuation in his tone, as if he was telling what was destined to happen.
Where is his confidence?
But if I guess right, someone will come to his rescue, it should be me.
If all of my previous guesses are correct, if I was planning it at the beginning, and even affected the Yanxia Xuanmen for thousands of years, then the path of my savior may have been planned by myself.
In order to verify my guess, my heart was cruel, and I planned to break the boat.
So I suddenly said, "Who is going to save the world? Is that Chen Kunlun, the son of Heaven Curse? He bears the hopes of all people, the three realms and six ways, the world, tens of thousands of mortals, everyone put their hope on him , But he is dead!"
"Mr. Kunlun, he is dead! He gave his life for the sake of everything."
"But he is dead, and humanity will continue, so I must follow his path. No one can stop me, not even you!"
"You won't let me go on, but I want to go!"
After speaking, I lifted my foot and made a gesture of preparing to continue to step on the ladder.
I lifted my foot in the air, but it did not fall.
I deliberately said that Chen Kunlun was dead. He might not know that he was reincarnated as Chen Huangpi, but when I mentioned Chen Kunlun, he must understand who it was.
If he really was the first me, he would be dazed by such heavy news. He had planned for thousands of years, but if he failed, he would be dumbfounded.
At the same time, he will not destroy me. I should support me to go on. After all, as I said, even if the savior is dead, then a new savior must be stood up.
So his next reaction will be very important, directly related to whether my previous inferences are correct.
However, even though I had come up with thousands of possibilities, his next reaction was beyond my expectations.
"Haha."
He laughed, this I thought was my own voice, but suddenly laughed at this moment.
I looked dumbfounded, what did he laugh at?
Did I reason everything wrong?
At this time, he opened his mouth and said: "Acting, why don't you continue to act? Boy, I don't care what purpose you came here for. Whether you really want to be human and want to save the world. Or you, as a divine envoy, You want to come to fish in troubled waters. If you leave now, I will not destroy you, and what I say will not break my promise."
"But if you are entangled here again, don't blame me!"
At this moment, I was really dumbfounded. Judging from what he said, he should not be evil, but when he heard Chen Kunlun was dead, why was he not upset at all?
I didn't give up and continued: "I didn't lie to you, Chen Kunlun is really dead. I have a deep friendship with him, and I am his best friend. He has not completed the mission, and I must help him complete it."
When I finished speaking, the voice disappeared again, falling into a deathly silence.
Suddenly, there was a sudden surge of divine consciousness, if it weren't for my insight far beyond ordinary people, I am afraid I would not have noticed it.
In order to prevent my identity from being exposed, I instinctively curbed my acquired aura and deliberately shrouded my own innate dragon aura on myself.
This qi just clicked on me like a dragonfly, and it quickly dissipated.
At this time, his voice sounded again: "Are you from the Dragon Clan? It seems that it is really his friend."
After speaking, he said again: "You go back, I said not to kill you, but I will never let you go anymore. No one can change the rules I set. Either you take the emperor's order. Come, or you will die here!"
This made me a little embarrassed, but when I was in trouble, he said again: "If you are really Chen Kunlun's friend, I can tell you that he is not dead, he will definitely come, so you don't need to pay the price of your life."
I pretended to be happy and said, "Well, I can retreat. But you can tell me, is he really not dead? I saw him dead with my own eyes, why do you say he is not dead?"
He said: "Because my soul is not destroyed."
Hearing this, I suddenly reacted, my hands trembling uncontrollably.
It seems just as I expected, it is not that I was still alive back then, maybe he left a trace of his own soul in the bronze statue.
I hesitated to expose myself. At this moment, I inadvertently lowered my eyes, but saw lines of blood written on the stone ladder.
The font is beautiful, and I recognized it at a glance. It was the character of my biological father Li Xiucai.