I Became an Anonymous Boss

The face of the head priest was solemn. It was not easy to control this sharp blade. It was not about pointing at where to strike, but to let it lock on the target. As for when to draw the sword, it depended on its own mood.

It's like a programmer has uploaded a section of a program, but if there are no bugs, it all depends on whether it works hard enough.

The process that should go has to go.

Skip the high-sounding nonsense.

At this time, in order to prevent the witch from escaping, it is necessary to tie her to a wooden stake. In the past, most of the executions of sinners were carried out in this way. sea ​​of ​​clouds.

But no one really did it, because she didn't dare, because she wouldn't run away at all.

The witch stopped three steps in front of Tianyanto, and she looked back at the floating cloud blade without any fear in her eyes.

Because that was her relief.

She was finally dying.

After living 300 years, long enough, she looks back and doesn't even know how she made it through.

Time passed too fast, it disappeared in the blink of an eye, and everything she knew had been turned into ashes and disappeared.

So much so that she forgot many things, and she didn't even remember the name of the head priest.

She could see the fear in the other party's expression, the more aggressive she was, the more she was covering up her inner fear.

The timid always have to raise a sharp blade to protect themselves, but this knife may not necessarily be aimed at the strong, but may also be aimed at the weak.

So she doesn't hate him, he's just afraid.

When talking about the name, she suddenly remembered...

I don't seem to know what the young man's name is.

He doesn't seem to know what his own name is either.

Even though they don't know their names, they have been together for less than two days, but they feel like they've known each other for a long time.

She smiled unconsciously.

And that doesn't seem like a bad thing, since not knowing each other's names means forgetting.

If one day in the future, that person suddenly thinks that there is a woman in a white dress and a red dress who once talked to him, but he can't remember the appearance and name of the other party, he will probably give up remembering soon... that's good , It's like a dream, if the dream passes without a trace, nothing will be left behind.

Dreams were meaningless, and she wished she were too.

The witch looked at the sharp blade calmly, at the sword of clouds intertwined with snake shadows.

"Come on," she said.

Cong Yun spit out cloud gas, like a poisonous snake spit out venom.

The sharp sword trembled, feeling the witch's desire to die, it became sharper, and it couldn't wait to pierce through this weak body.

The head priest clenched the guard in his hand and was about to make a move.

In an instant, a roar came.

The vermilion gate that closed the core of the shrine sounded like a bell.

This sound was like knocking on the ear, and the vibrating sound was like a meteorite falling into the lake. The priests subconsciously looked back and looked at the vermilion door.

This is the core area of ​​the shrine. Its formation is the most complete defensive formation. There are 49 golden nails on the vermilion gate. , it was infused with divine power by several gods, even though the long years could not erase a piece of red paint on it, its isolation power seemed to divide two worlds.

Hitting it head-on is as unreasonable as tearing apart a mountain with bare hands.

However, no one can ignore the impact sound, just like someone holding a battering ram, hammer after hammer 88 times continuously smashing down... The defensive formation shining with stars turns from white to blue, then to red, In the end, it turned into pitch black... Its degree of damage broke through to the critical point visible to the naked eye.

Everything has toughness, and the effect of force is mutual, but every time it receives an impact, the rebound force will be suppressed brutally, just like a bomb being detonated continuously, and then detonated continuously after the explosion.

Amidst the crashing continuous roar, there were several clear and polite knocks on the door.

"—Little rabbit, be good, open the door."

The well-known nursery rhyme is spoken with an almost threatening emphasis, and this sentence suddenly becomes terrifying.

The person who spoke was undoubtedly a terrifying sky demon, and the group of priests behind the door were just a group of white rabbits waiting to be slaughtered.

There was constant roaring outside the door, and a dead silence inside.

The chief priest tried his best to urge the guards to move, but Tianzhi Congyun didn't listen to the command at all. Instead, he reversed the direction of the blade and turned it 180 degrees.

The moment it pointed at the vermilion door, this defense also collapsed.

The originally majestic gate wall changed from the emperor's tomb to a mass grave. It collapsed and shattered into a pile of unrecyclable construction waste with a roar. Broken wood slag was scattered all over the floor, and there were golden nails.

The door and the wall were flattened together, and they lay neatly on the ground. The door panel died the worst and most vigorously. The moment it was broken, it spontaneously ignited and exploded with the short circuit of the formation, sweeping a layer of air waves in all directions.

It was an amazing door that blocked the Omen for 12 seconds.

The enchantment of the shrine was broken, and clouds and white mist surged in, engulfing everyone like a wave, as if they were in the clouds.

Under the dark sky, Youdao's silhouette emerged, and he stepped on the threshold, and the threshold stone broke and shattered in front of everyone.

He is a drop of black in the pure white, but it is like the ink color that has fallen into the pool, and the infinite darkness has dyed the surrounding clouds into its own color.

The pitch-black sea of ​​clouds was restlessly agitated, and there was a daunting and terrifying phantom hidden in the cracks.

The front of him is calm and the sea is calm, while the clouds and waves are surging behind him.

Young people walk with their hands tied, and the situation changes drastically.

He walked out from the sea of ​​clouds, his eyes staring blankly.

The last layer of barriers disappeared, and as the smoke and dust were blown away by the wind, everyone was finally able to face the big bad wolf who knocked on the door.

A short distance of dozens of steps is not enough to isolate fear and trembling.

At that moment, the mortals seemed to face the gods.

They all felt terrified, and all of them were silent.

In the almost dead silence, Tianmo slowly opened his mouth and sighed: "Your family is awesome..."

The young man gave a thumbs up: "It's so cool to kick."

He moved his shoulder joints: "Very stress-relieving, five-star praise."

The young man who had unloaded the master's style gave a sassy smile, looked at the woman with ecstatic eyes, and waved his hands as if he was coming to visit.

"Hey, the girl over there." He shouted, "The weather is nice today. Shall we go home together?"

Chapter 370 IX I Came For You

The more sassy he laughed, the more rampant he was.

In front of everyone, he also ignored everyone and ignored all criticisms.

Whistle to a [-]-year-old girl, and make teasing inquiries.

--exist?Go home together?

If Shirataki is a veteran in the love scene, he must know more advanced techniques of picking up girls and ways to strike up a conversation.

But any expert in the field of love can't handle his situation. Who would break the door of someone else's house and strike up a conversation in front of the family?

But he just did it, so it didn't matter what lines he said.

Even if he smiles brightly like a young man, no matter how harmless he is to humans and animals, no one will really believe him.

He was like a street fighter, fighting from Rilun City East Road all the way to each building and unit of Jingu.

Then, after a few words, they started to strike up a conversation.

It's like a mercenary who killed a certain rich man and knocked down countless bodyguards, just to send a bouquet of roses to the other party's daughter?

This is really absurd, even absurd.

This kind of wonderful contrast is more suitable to appear in movies, and it will give people a feeling of sudden appearance.

But with this group of people unable to laugh, Shirataki behaved more like a moody demon.

The more polite he is, the brighter his smile is, the more chilling he is.

It doesn't matter anymore.

Shirataki didn't care about the opinions of these people at all, he just came here for one person.

Since you are here to pick up someone, you can't put on a cannibal face. The girl didn't come to make up and dress up, maybe the crying pear blossoms are raining, and you can't look like a pig butcher. Rushing forward, not to mention red and white roses in suits and leather shoes, at least restrain your fierce spirit, otherwise why would other girls hold your hand?

His meager emotional intelligence is burned out, but there's nothing a clumsy person can do to look smart.

The witch stood there stiffly, her heart was completely inexplicable, and her heart was filled with doubts.

She and Shirataki were just strangers who met each other once, and they didn't know each other's names. Even their acquaintance was just a coincidence. How could there be any deep emotional foundation?Being able to talk happily all the way is just the result of chance.

To Shirataki, she is not that important, she is just a passer-by in life, a passer-by who doesn't even have a name.

But now that she was going to die, he broke in willfully.

...Why do you want to come?

...I have already said goodbye, why are you still here?

...I have already decided to die, what are you going to stop?

The person she never thought would be Shirataki.

She had been kneeling and praying in front of Tianyanto, so she didn't know what was going on.

It was not until five seconds before the door shattered that such a strange thought arose in her heart, which was then vetoed by herself.

Because she thought it was ridiculous.

But the reality is even more absurd and illogical than this.

He broke in just like that, broke through the siege and interception of the twelve generals, defeated Jian Yulei, and even broke the seal, broke in as if he had entered no one's land, then waved his hand, inviting him to leave home .

Her lips pursed.

--OK.

She could barely resist answering.

The young man sent out the invitation casually and easily, and she almost answered so easily and freely.

Because what he said was so casual and ordinary, she almost thought it was just a trivial matter, and she didn't even need to hesitate.