Gao Wu: Log in the next 10,000 years

Seven or eight blocks away from Wuguan Street, Lu Sheng found his optical brain hidden here, and then called up his personal information.
Soon, Lu Sheng’s profile was presented in front of him.
only
The information has been changed.
The photo shown on his personal profile is almost the same as his current appearance.
Deep-set eyes, handsome features, young and sharp as a cold knife.
There is also a faint layer of cyan stubble on the lips and chin.
The personal profile photo of the Tinder resource library is basically a recent photo of the person before his death.
I remember the last time, when Lu Sheng checked the information, he still saw his pale and old appearance.
Now, he has become so young.
Doesn’t it mean…
Lu Sheng looked down.
text on the dataOne jumped out.
【Name: Lu Sheng】
【Sex: Male】
[Life span: June 297 in Budo – January 317 in Budo]
Lifespan: June 297 in Budo – January 317 in Budo…
When Lu Sheng saw this line of words, his pupils shrank severely.
Born in June 297 Budo, died in January 317 Budo..
And this year, it is Budo
Today is also the 2nd of January in the 317th year of Budo!
“That is to say…”
Lu Sheng looked dazed, and said to himself in a low voice: “I am going to die this month?”
As if Lu Sheng had been hit hard by something, his rock-solid body also shook slightly.
He once thought that his will was indestructible and unshakable.
But at the moment when he knew that his death was approaching, the whole person still inevitably fell into a trance for a moment.
But soon Lu Sheng got rid of the emotion that he couldn’t tell what it was like, and his heart returned to peace.
“At least, you have to know how I died…”
He said something peacefully and continued to look down.
Life experience, the previous part is not much different from what he saw last time.
Just a little richer.
Since he joined the military region, he has achieved various tough results.
Logically speaking, if this trend continues, it will inevitably usher in a more brilliant and legendary future.
But this legend just started, and then came to an abrupt end.
【…In Ninghai in the middle of the country, he was personally killed by the extreme martial saint Zhao Ji.
Happy birthday, twenty. 】
Happy New Year…
twenty.
The full stop at the end means that Lu Sheng’s life has also come to a complete end.
“Is it really a martial saint?”
Although I have already guessed in my heart, but seeing the final answer, I still can’t help but feel agitated.
Why?
A trace of confusion floated in Lu Sheng’s eyes.
He has obviously thought it through very carefully.
I think everything is under my control.
“Ji Dao Martial Saints are only ninth-level martial saints, not tenth-level martial saints, and they cannot cover the sky with one hand.
Why did you still shoot me when you knew that I would be protected by the military, and there was no evidence that I killed Lian Su?
Is Lian Su really so important to him?
That
Which link went wrong? ”
Lu Sheng has eighth-level spiritual power, his brain development is more than a hundred times that of ordinary people, and his intelligence is close to that of a demon.
emptiness
He felt that he had taken all aspects into account, and had control over all aspects of the situation and psychology.
The behavior that seems to be bold, the decision that seems to be dancing with the tip of the knife.
In fact, not to mention 100% sure, at least 90% sure, all under control.
But now…
However, Lu Sheng lost everything.
For a moment, he couldn’t help but fall into deep self-doubt.
In his mind, the gray roulette representing Lu Sheng Shiquan’s master way was slowly vibrating, and there seemed to be tiny imperceptible cracks appearing on it.
Lu Sheng exited the dream space.
But he didn’t have the slightest intention to get up, he was still sitting under the poplar tree, his eyes were drooping, as if he was asleep.
“What is this person sitting here for?”
A couple of young lovers came from a distance clinging together, saw Lu Sheng sitting under the tree, and talked lightly.
Go by quickly.
Time passed bit by bit, and occasionally someone would walk through this grove and see Lu Sheng sitting under the tree, and would take a few more curious glances.
Soon, the sun was setting.
Night falls over the woods.
The temperature is getting colder, and the cold wind rises at night, covering the vegetation with a thin layer of hoarfrost.
Dawn breaks, and a new day arrives.
In the morning, the chirping of birds resounded in the forest.
A bold wild bird flapped its wings and landed on Lu Sheng’s shoulder.
Lu Sheng remained motionless, like a clay sculpture.
Occasionally people come and go, and the sun rises and sets.
Light and shadow alternated on Lu Sheng’s body.
For three full days and nights, Lu Sheng still didn’t change at all.
A layer of fallen leaves and dust had accumulated on his clothes, looking from a distance, he looked like a dummy, a dead person.
During this period, his mobile phone rang many times in his pocket, but Lu Sheng ignored it.
“Oh my God!”
A man and a woman passed by again, and the woman saw Lu Sheng sitting under the tree from a distance, and couldn’t help but whisper in surprise: “The man we saw a few days ago is still there? He has hair all over his body.” , shouldn’t he be dead already?”
The man obviously also had an impression of Lu Sheng, his expression changed, and he said quickly: “Go and have a look.”
The two walked over quickly, stepping on the crunching blades of grass.
343. The truth?? A deceived butterfly!
Halfway through, the man suddenly stopped.
“He’s breathing, this man is still alive…”
When you get closer, you can clearly see that the young man sitting under the tree has a faint white mist in his mouth and nose.
“Then why have you been sitting here for several days…”
“I guess I was stimulated by something. Broken love or something…”
“Is it possible to fall in love after growing up like this?”
Although the young man lowered his head halfway, the woman could still see that his appearance was astonishing.
The man glared at the woman angrily, and after thinking about it, he took two steps forward to ask in the spirit of humanitarian care.
“Brother, what’s wrong with you?”
This sentence seems to wake up the sleeping youth.
He gradually regained consciousness and raised his head slowly.
The two saw an extremely young and handsome face, and a pair of bewildered eyes.
The handsome young man’s eyes fell on the two of them, gradually gaining focus.
“It’s nothing, I was thinking about one thing, and I haven’t figured it out…”
Junwei’s voice was a bit hoarse and rough, probably because he hadn’t eaten or spoken for a long time.
“Good guy, I haven’t figured it out after thinking about it for three days.”
The man smacked his lips, touched his pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes, and handed one to Junwei young man.
“If you don’t mind, tell me to listen? What is it that you can’t figure out?”
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