The charming girl is reborn, dragging the paranoid prince to kill everyone

Chapter 448 Looks really like Chen Dao

There is a deep valley thousands of meters deep and five miles wide in the north. There are many wild beasts in the valley, and an unknown aura lingers in the deep valley and dark forest.

Tang Jiao landed deep in the canyon and rode the wind. After feeling the aura, she moved forward quickly and stopped outside a deep pool.

Staring at the slightly blue water of the pool, one can see that the pool is very deep and the breath is seeping out from here.

Tang Jiao landed beside a thick dead tree and saw a sword blade, yes, a broken sword tail. The ominous aura emanated from it.

She raised her hand slightly, and the broken sword flew in front of her eyes. There were only flowing clouds on the sword. The sword body and hilt were not seen, and it was impossible to tell where it came from.

Flying into the air, looking around, there was no one around.

Tang Jiao rode the wind and flew straight out of the atmosphere. Looking at the spaceships flying in the universe, she felt that the world was really colorful.

Bai Yan didn't know what she was doing at this time?

Tang Jiao landed on the roof of a fifty-story building. There was a lot of traffic below, and everything she could see was high-tech products.

Transformed into an ordinary person on the street, Tang Jiao strolled casually on the street, looking at the coolly dressed people on the street, feeling that this was a passionate and unrestrained world.

Soldiers wearing armor and holding weapons patrolled the streets from time to time. There were some large screens upstairs showing some fighting scenes. Most of them were about soldiers hunting giant beasts. Tang Jiao also saw Si Ji appear on the screen. The picture of Taki is true as Bai Yan said. He has a very high status in this world.

There was a high step ahead, and a man wearing a peaked cap came towards him hurriedly. The moment he raised his head, Tang Jiao was stunned.

The man was about twenty, with delicate and handsome features. He was exactly the same as Chen Dao, only slightly softer than him.

The man passed her by, and Tang Jiao looked at his hurried back, feeling a little bit of that aura on him.

Without thinking much, Tang Jiao chased after his back.

Chen Dao could not be resurrected, but the man in front of him looked just like him.

The world is huge and there are countless similar people. What attracts Tang Jiao is that he exudes an ominous aura, like a turbid demon.

Not knowing that someone was following him, the man strode into an apartment. Through the wall, Tang Jiao saw him go up to the eleventh floor and then sit on the sofa, seemingly very tired.

Obviously, this is his home.

Where does the aura on his body come from?

At this time, a paper crane flew in front of her eyes. Tang Jiao recognized it as Bai Yan's. She stretched out her palm to hold the paper crane. Bai Yan's voice came from inside,

"Gillian, where are you now?"

"In a city."

"I noticed something was wrong here, and I felt a vague evil spirit appearing in the city, and this evil spirit was very special."

"I feel it too, and that's what I'm here for."

"Silong said that this aura appeared a few years ago, but he couldn't detect it. Think about it, Silong is so powerful that he couldn't detect it. It's obviously something that doesn't belong to this world. In other words, he has something. Source blocked."

"I'll find out."

After Tang Jiao hung up the call, she narrowed her eyes slightly and her consciousness covered the entire city.

In an instant, she had a panoramic view of every corner of the city, and soon she discovered something unusual.

In a dark alley, three men in shabby clothes fell there, face down, uncertain whether they were alive or dead.

They exuded the same aura as the man, but stronger.

Tang Jiao teleported to the three men, raised her hand slightly, and the three turned around. Two of them had lost their breath, and one was dying.

The man who was still alive noticed the abnormality and struggled to open his eyes. He looked at Tang Jiao who was radiating holy light in front of him. He tremblingly stretched out his hand towards her: "God, God has come to this world. Save me. God, save me."

Tang Jiao could tell at a glance that his hands were stained with the lives of innocent people. Her eyes darkened slightly, and she raised her hands slightly, pouring a ray of light into his forehead and extracting his memory.

The man's body trembled suddenly, struggling like a fish out of water. He had a splitting headache and fainted.

Tang Jiao saw the three of them returning from another city. There were almost tens of thousands of people living there and it was a small base area.

She only saw smoke filling the sky, and evil spirits roaring in the air, almost turning into entities. Strangely, the people below were not affected.

This is not normal.

Tang Jiao slowly opened her eyes, ignoring the dead man on the ground, and turned into a breeze and left the city.

She quickly found the base, which was actually a small town hidden in the mountains and forests. The weather above the small town was clear and there was no trace of turbidity, which was not consistent with the memory in the man's mind.

Standing on the top of a tree, Tang Jiao frowned slightly, wondering if the man had seen it wrong.

At this time, the roar of a speeding car came, and Tang Jiao saw a speeding car coming quickly.

Tang Jiao appeared in the form of an ordinary person, stood beside the road and walked towards the city.

The speeding car stopped in front of her, and the man looked at the plainly dressed Tang Jiao in confusion: "It's very dangerous here, why did you leave the city?"

Tang Jiao smiled lightly, raised a handful of herbs in her hand, and said softly: "I'm going out to collect some medicine to treat my family's illness."

The man frowned slightly: "Don't talk nonsense, get in the car quickly, I will take you in."

This place is still far away from the city gate, and it would be dangerous to let a weak woman like her here.

"Thank you."

Tang Jiao didn't show any pretense and sat in the back seat of his car.

The city gate was guarded by combat robots and superpowers, and with the men around, they entered easily.

The car stopped on a quiet street, and the man took off his helmet. It was the man with facial features similar to Chen Dao.

The man looked at Tang Jiao with a hearty smile: "Go home..."

After Tang Jiao left, she looked at the small town. The air was fresh and there was nothing unusual about it.

Very clean, but too clean.

She spread her consciousness throughout the small town and found that the man parked his car in a villa, and two men and three women walked out of it, all young people.

When the tall and thin man saw his companion approaching, he patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "Okay, Shi You, I thought you didn't dare to come."

Shi You threw his helmet into the car, put his arm around his shoulders and said with a smile, "Why don't I dare to come? With my ability, those ferocious beasts on the road can't hurt me."

"Stop talking nonsense." A fat man next to him patted his belly and said with a smile: "I heard that another group of soldiers did not come back yesterday. You are just lucky."

There are ferocious beasts running rampant outside, and life cannot be saved if you are not careful.

The petite-looking girl sighed softly: "It would be great if we lived in ancient times, at least there would be no such terrible beasts."

They used to live a happy life, until one day, countless fireballs fell from the sky. Then, as if the spiritual energy was revived, the things became huge and ferocious. If there were not people with super powers among them, they would have been destroyed long ago.

Even so, of the tens of billions of people in the world, only about three billion are left.

Shi You waved the ring on his hand and said softly: "I brought new supplies, go in."

Everyone's eyes lit up and they gathered around him and walked inside.

"You are still reliable."

"Yes, if we really rely on the city to make money, we will starve to death."

"Stop talking, I haven't drank for a long time."