Global Weird: I can simulate in advance

Densely packed, at least tens of thousands of human corpses piled up together like a hill, and on the top of the mountain of rotten corpses sat a middle-aged man in white clothes stained with blood.

His expression was numb, and his white short sleeves and face were stained with dried blood. He sat on the pile of corpses, staring at the red giant sword hovering in the sky, without any reaction.

【Three-level conjurer】

"Damn, you..."

"Watching chess, wait."

Li Guanqi looked at the tens of thousands of innocent humans being killed, and wanted to kill this guy without saying a word, but was stopped by Lin Xianbai.

"Are you 'Tian'?"

Lin Xianbai stepped on the breeze and came to the ruins of the tribe step by step. Standing in front of the middle-aged man, he asked in a deep voice.

"I know you."

The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at him with a smile, "The principal of Chaofan University, Lin Xianbai, and..."

This middle-aged man who slaughtered the garrison of the Celestial Master Army two days ago, and then slaughtered an entire human tribe, killing tens of thousands of innocent humans, turned his head slightly and looked at Li Guanqi on the red giant sword, "White hair and blue eyes, Then this must be the Extraordinary King of lv.59, heh, I'm really lucky."

"My name is Tian Ming."

He looked at Lin Xianbai again, smiled and said, "You can call me a murderer and send me to die."

"Why do it?"

Lin Xianbai frowned, "Is there a reason?"

"No."

Tian Ming still had a smile on his face, but his eyes were always numb and empty, "I just passed by here two days ago, and then I slaughtered this place, just like I passed by the nearby Tianshi army garrison. Killed, as for why?"

The middle-aged man stood up from the pile of corpses, looked at the gray and oppressive sky, his expression was numb, "This is the world a hundred years later, my parents, my wife, and my newborn daughter are all gone. So what am I still alive for? I don't know.

I want to find the meaning of my continued life, but I can't find it.

So, I went to slaughter the notorious Celestial Master Army.

But I don't have a sense of accomplishment in eliminating harm for the people.

So, I slaughtered this human tribe, killing a total of more than 8000 innocent humans.

But I don't feel guilty at all.

Not interesting.

My family is gone, what am I doing alive?

I've been sitting here for two days, and I still haven't found a reason. "

Tian Ming looked at Lin Xianbai, and opened his hands expressionlessly.

"Kill me, Principal Lin, I'm a damn murderer, and I don't want to live anymore."

Chapter 329 Luck plus body to face the fetish of the Celestial Master's Mansion

"Kill me, Principal Lin, I'm a murderer, and I don't want to live anymore."

"boom!"

As soon as Tian Ming finished speaking, his whole body was knocked 300 meters away by a gust of wind, and then the terrifying gravity squeezed him in, instantly crushing him into a pool of blood mist!

Extraordinary leaderboard No.5, 'Tian', dead!

"..."

Lin Xianbai turned his head in silence, looking at Li Guanqi on the red giant sword.

It was the man with white hair and blue eyes who shot.

"What the fuck is this called?"

I saw Li Guanqi looking at Han Mengyao with a strange expression on his face, "Who is not like him? Who hasn't lost their parents? Why did he kill innocent people for no reason? He also killed more than 1 people?! Isn't this crazy!"

And Han Mengyao comforted him softly, but the voice was softer, Lin Xianbai who was in the ruins of the tribe couldn't hear him clearly.

……fortunately.

Lin Xianbai looked at this scene, his complexion turned pale slightly, his back was drenched in cold sweat, and only these two words were in his heart.

Fortunately, fortunately!

Fortunately, Li Guanqi is not without worries.

Lin Xianbai imagined the situation today - what would happen if the most powerful extraordinary king lost all his relatives and had nothing to worry about?

Tian Ming of lv.30 lost his relatives, lost hope of life, and slaughtered a human tribe at random.

What about the lv.59 extraordinary king who lost hope of life?

If he wanted to, he could even slaughter the entire wasteland world directly!

The consequences are terrible!

Fortunately, Lin Xianbai had already imagined this situation and made a lot of efforts for it.

So in those years, in addition to using the highest level of security forces to protect Li Guanqi's parents, he also had more than a dozen open and secret ideological education with Han Mengyao, all of which were about "chasing after love" and other rhetoric. .

It turns out that this is very sensible and correct.

Han Mengyao finally tricked Li Guanqi.

If there is no Han Mengyao, if Li Guanqi and Han Mengyao do not have this lover relationship, then Li Guanqi will be completely alone in today's wasteland era.

If he takes a little bit of a slant, his personality becomes as extreme as Tian Ming's... Heh, the end of human civilization is probably just beginning.

In today's wasteland era, there is no way to stop the extraordinary king of lv.59!

"call--"

Thinking of this, Lin Xianbai couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

I'm so fucking wise.

"boom!"

Lin Xianbai pinched the seal with one hand and cast a super-large earth-turning spell, which buried the entire tribal ruins in the ground, which can be regarded as collecting and burying the bodies of these innocent humans who had died for two days.

"Let's go."

"Continue to advance towards Longhu Mountain!"

……

……

"Luck... is surging."

Dragon Tiger Mountain.

Tianshi Palace.

In the empty hall, the candles flickered, emitting a swaying and dim yellow light.

Under the statue of Patriarch Sanqing, a white-haired old man in Taoist robes sat cross-legged, making a low and hoarse voice.

"The man finally came back."

Gu Chao opened his eyes, and there was a bit of fatigue in the cloudy eyeballs.

"Jingyang."

Gu Chao suddenly raised his voice a little.

"Master, the disciple is here."

Outside the closed palace gate, a young man's voice came.

"Come in."

"Yes."

The vermilion door was pushed open, and in the gloomy sky, a handsome young man in a black and white Taoist robe came in, stood behind Gu Chao, and bowed respectfully to salute.

"how old are you."

Gu Chao's voice was hoarse.

"Return to Master's words."

The young Taoist priest named Jingyang lowered his head and said, "It has been 21 years since I was carried back to Mount Longhu by you. March, [-]th... By the way, Master?"

He cautiously raised his head, glanced at Gu Chao's back, and said hesitantly: "Master, you sent your apprentice to Houshan Pass for confinement two days ago, but after your apprentice came out today, why... even a celestial master soldier... Can't see? Everyone went out to perform the mission?"

"21 years old..."

However, Gu Chao didn't answer, just whispered to himself: "21 years old... 21 years old..."

After a while, he raised his voice slightly: "Do you know why we are called Tianshi Army, but only you and I can wear orthodox Taoist robes in this mountain."

"Tu'er is stupid."

Jing Jing looked at the back of the old man's Taoist robe, and said hesitantly, "Because I'm your apprentice?"

"Do not."

Gu Chao shook his head lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a breeze swirled around him, tearing the luxurious Taoist robe he was wearing into pieces.

Scraps of cloth were strewn all over the place.

Gu Chao, who was only wearing white unlined clothing, showed his thin and emaciated body even more.

"The old man is actually not worthy of wearing Taoist robes for a long time.

Gu Chao sighed softly.

Jingyang looked at this scene blankly.

"The teachings of the Patriarch of the Three Qing Dynasty, the old man has long lost his memory."

Gu Chao raised his head, looked at the statue of Sanqing in front of him, and said hoarsely: "But you should still remember, you must still remember, and keep it in your heart, otherwise, in the muddy quagmire of the Tianshi Army, you would not be here today, still Can get out of silt without staining.

The Tianshi army is rotten to the root, and there is no medicine to cure it.

But you, Jingyang, Gu Jingyang, you can still be saved... No, you don't need to be saved, because you are never the same as them.

The name of Taoist, at this moment in this mountain, only you are qualified to call yourself.

Children, let's go down the mountain. "

"Go down the mountain?"

Gu Jingyang looked at Gu Chao's back, his expression became more and more surprised, and he was puzzled, "Master, what happened to you today? I don't understand, did I do something wrong?"

"..."

Gu Chao didn't respond.

"...Yes, Master."

However, due to years of habit, Gu Jingyang never refuted the old man's wishes, so he just asked at this moment: "Then master, what is the mission of the apprentice going down the mountain?"

"Be a good priest."

Gu Chao's voice was hoarse and deep.

After all, with a wave of his right hand, a gust of wind came out of thin air, rolled up Gu Jingyang, and flung him out of the palace. He flew thousands of meters away. Fly away to the distant forest.

however.

in the air.

Gu Jingyang was carried by the strong wind, but his eyes widened.

Because he passed by a huge crimson flying sword at this time, and there were four people standing on the huge flying sword, two men and two women.

One of them had white hair and blue eyes, and was unusually tall and strong.

Gu Jingyang's flying route was completely impartial, passing the white-haired man.

Both of them turned their heads sideways, looking at each other.