The male god, he is handsome and cracks the sky [Quick time travel]

Eighth World 5

Beads of sweat covered his forehead.

Zhou Bai's long eyebrows were furrowed, his eyes were solemnly closed, his golden eyelashes hung down on his icy face, like the only bright color in the ice and snow, trembling slightly like butterfly wings.

All the sounds, colors, lights and shadows seem to be slowly fading away, fading into an old gray and white monotonous background, and time seems to slow down, and finally gradually come to a stop.

Zhou Bai was immersed in his own spiritual sea, and the memory from the previous world floated in front of his eyes.

The milky white ball fluttered gently in his spiritual sea, flowing and changing into irregular shapes. It looked small and harmless, but the huge and pure energy contained in it could not be ignored.

Zhou Bai carefully caressed the ball of memory with his thoughts, and it softly changed shape with his movements, radiating warm energy to the surroundings - that feeling was extremely strange, yet extremely familiar, that old familiarity seemed to be After tens of thousands of years of changes, although things have long changed, there is still a breath of time in the deepest part of the soul.

There were faded memories that Zhou Bai thought he had forgotten long ago, but after he was truly awakened, he realized that he had never gotten out of them.

His original plane, the world numbered zero-the beginning of everything, the original origin.

That ball of memory seemed to be able to recognize Zhou Bai's fluctuations in mental power, softly and obediently wrapped around him gently, releasing waves of pure white energy, although slow, but visible to the naked eye repaired him from the previous world. Backlash ejects the damage received.

It was easier than he imagined.

Zhou Bai opened his eyes, but the complex expression in his eyes was hard to get rid of.

He remembered Wen Sa.Although his memory has long been blurred by time, the memory of that period before the arrival of darkness is unprecedentedly calm and soft, allowing him to remember that time even after tens of millions of years, and the time he met by chance during that time. friends.

He just never thinks about it.

Because every review will be the second Ling Chi, those intentionally forgotten scars will be dripping with fresh blood again, they have never healed, even if they don’t think about it, they will secretly hurt in the subconscious, cutting and burning his nerves, just like a A never-ending torment.That memory screamed forever in the back of his mind.

With painful struggle and vengeful anger, longing for the pouring of blood, he slowly cast his heart into cruel and extreme, vicious and cruel iron stone with poisonous flame.

As if drinking poisonous wine again, a violent color flashed in Zhou Bai's eyes, and the light-colored eyes that were neither gray nor blue seemed to suddenly become vivid and bright, showing a cold and cruel steel blue.

He tightly closed his eyes, using self-control to deeply bury the bloodthirsty and sick impulse in his heart.

Come here today.

Zhou Bai murmured to himself in a low voice.Then he firmly and decisively withdrew his consciousness from the mental sea, leaving only the milky white memory slowly repairing his fragmented mental body.

He opened his eyes, and the oval light body above his head was printed on the gray-blue iris, clearly reflecting every trace of the lines in his eyes, and under the cover of the light golden eyelashes, it was like a dark sky or a cold and humid sky. In the abyss, the true emotions are deeply hidden in the colorful spots.

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The image of the new warden obviously left a deep impression on everyone.

—Whether jailer or prisoner.

This place seems to be a noisy and dirty ocean, with the smell of blood and sin mixed with conspiracy and rancidity rolling and flowing in every wave. □□ and the smell of cowardice complement each other and support each other, either you will be swallowed by me, or I will be conquered by him.

But today, in this ocean, every wave, every whisper, every secret eye contact, secret exchange and secret word transmission, all revolve around the same name:

Jo Riddle.

who is he?where is he from?What is the background?What's the purpose?

Everyone is sending puzzled and puzzled eyes and messages. I don't know how many people toss and turn and can't sleep at night, unable to understand the answer.

Of course, the family background of this Evans Joridel has been completely picked up by everyone with flexible and well-connected means, and there is nothing to hide.But it is because of this that everyone feels unpredictable and helpless.

A few words in the folder summed up his pampered, smooth and transparent life.The results of several noble schools and the data of several tests showed his experience and development from childhood to adulthood. ——the same beautiful and delicate skin, with blond skin and handsome features.But it was almost worlds different from the man on the high platform.

The domineering, almost frightening aura, extraordinary, exquisite control, and overwhelming power of that "Joe Riddle" are absolutely unforgettable.It is almost a world of difference from the "domineering" and "arrogant and extravagant" recorded in that material.

As long as he has seen it, no one can ignore it, and no one will forget his existence.

So how did he become so unknown that almost no one knew about it?

A hand with slender bony joints gently buckled the document, and the tip of the slightly long white index finger casually tapped on the table, just right between the eyebrows of the holographic image in the document.

Inside Steka Prison

Shen Chen sat alone in a corner, studying the small space between his feet with downcast eyes, earnestly and intently as if he wanted to spend the precious time in prison by seeing through the ground.

Although the "breathing" that is hundreds of feet underground is only artificially set by the machine and has a fixed time interval, this place allows the prisoner to take off the shackles for a short time because it can carry out all kinds of foul language and adultery. precious.

And the jailers have always turned a blind eye, unless there is a life-threatening bloodshed, they usually turn a blind eye to it.

Insults, abuse and lewd/filthy/sounding words kept ringing in his ears, while Shen Chen watched and cared alone, sitting in a corner alone.Because the aliens and ordinary humans were separated from each other, the guards here were much looser than those of the aliens, and Shen Chen was able to guard the silence alone.

As a hybrid of a foreigner and a human, Shen Chen has abilities that are not inferior to ordinary foreigner.But in this prison, ordinary people are locked up differently from strangers. In order to achieve his goal of going to prison, he had to use his mother's surname and hide his abilities in order to obtain more time after the mission is completed. A chance to escape.

So when the warden revealed his father's surname, he panicked for a moment.He thought that the warden would reveal his supernatural powers and put him in the prison of aliens. By the way, he would add hundreds of years of imprisonment. Not only the task, but also his life would basically be over.

But unexpectedly, the other party just tapped him to hint him, and then put him back.Then he tossed and turned all night in his small prison cell, but he didn't notice any movement from the other party.And the fluke he had originally had was broken a few days ago-Jordell proved that he was not a short-sighted persimmon with fierce means.

It overwhelmed him.

Experience told him that at this time, he should hold back and wait to see what happens next.But instinct told him—better to step up.

Shen Chen followed his intuition.

The ear-piercing siren of "Buzzing—" sounded, and it was time for the rotation.

Shen Chen stood up, and pushed towards the narrow exit following the flow of people and the pushing and shoving of the rude guards.

Behind him, under the back of the chair where he sat for an hour, in a hidden corner, a trace of a supernatural power was engraved in a few ingenious ways.

The author has something to say: I want to apologize to everyone [bow

This is the most painful and stuck world I have coded [even the world that was updated during the college entrance examination period has never been coded so painfully], because the subject matter of prison itself is relatively sensitive, and the editor also warned me that I had better not Write, too many taboos.But because I like this stalk so much, I had to cut the outline drastically to fill in the allowed frame.

The result - I changed too much and even lost the original intention of writing this world, and deleted too much and deleted my inspiration and interest.

Then fell into the terrible carvin hell QAQ

Almost every word is squeezed out from the keyboard, and I have to read a sentence two or three times before I dare to type it. The already broken outline has been changed and changed again and again.

but! ! !This world may be difficult to deliver, but this article will definitely not be cheated! ! !I basically coded the next world, just wait for this world to end orz

But...Because of my obsessive-compulsive disorder and I don't want to present a shoddy world to everyone, I have to be stuck in pain while coding with difficulty, trying to play my normal level QAQ