Fast time travel actor, he is too charming

In the future, Yu Fan will become a great god in one party, and his power will shake the world, and his face will turn dark when he thinks of this experience.

Especially when the friend who entered the dungeon with you solemnly advises you not to seek revenge.

"Duoduo, you can't go to the village of killing people just because someone stabbed you once, believe me, you will never pass the test like this."

"And you think, why can't you discover the heart-abusing nature of this dungeon? Isn't it because you are stupid that you can blame the npc?"

The little friend was moving here with emotion and reason, but he didn't say a word on his side.

Ye Chen didn't say why you don't think nonsense from the perspective of an NPC, and Yu Fan only thought that he was more tolerant of NPCs as an NPC, although he was not the one who was injured...

But he didn't actually think about what kind of person Ye Chen is, and he still hasn't realized that what he knows best is the person who harmed him in the previous life, and other things, no matter whether they are insignificant or the little transparency of the big god, he knows nothing. Very limited.

Even if Ye Chen was the one who stayed by his side the longest, he got used to this partner through countless repetitions, and felt at ease that the npc's favorability could be checked.

But if you ask him to understand, he can't say a few words.And Ye Chen didn't know how to ask.

After making another appointment for the dungeon, Yu Fan went up two levels, and was about to reach the upper limit of the level limit of the Qian Mo Mie dungeon, so he pulled Ye Chen with a dark face to brush up the dungeon.

These days are really repeated battles and defeats, repeated defeats and repeated battles. The "story" experienced is not exactly the same, but Yu Fan was stabbed to death by an NPC every time I saw Uncle Zhang. Not only Yu Fan, but also Uncle Zhang The black-faced man had a strange twist on his expression.

Presumably, the feeling that we are not one world please do not communicate.

This time they entered the capital, but they were not in a small village, but on a fairy mountain with misty white mist.

Looking at each other, they knew a little about each other's thoughts, and then they heard the faint and clear human voice, and they quickly found a hiding place to hide.

The figure in the white mist approached, and the mist slowly gave way to a piece of land. It was an exquisite pavilion with cornices at the corners and bathing spirits beside the pavilion.

There were five or six people in total, and they asked each other to find a place to sit in the pavilion. One of them, who seemed to be the oldest, spoke first, "You guys need to clarify this matter, and the old man has the right to be a witness, okay?"

"Mr. Zhao, don't you think you're talking too much? If it's something you won't be able to deal with, the entanglement is complicated, and it can't be settled easily." The two bearded uncles on his left seemed to be uncomfortable with him. , began to refute the words.

"Brother Wu's words are much more serious." The charming woman covered her lips and smiled lightly, and Ling Ran had a different look in her winking eyes, "Mr. Zhao can't get this right to witness, you, you, a bunch of scumbags dare to rule the roost ?”

He was probably a ruthless character, and when the words came out, the air was silent, and the few people who seemed to have opinions could only express resentment and dissatisfaction in their eyes, but they dared not speak wrong, touching the tiger's whiskers.

The fat man with white face and beardless reacted the fastest. He looked like a wall grass swaying in the wind. He smiled and said quickly, "Mr. Zhao, please, please, we have been waiting for you to carry this beam."

"Poor mouth," the old man was serious and old-fashioned by nature, and he couldn't understand his slightly witty words anyway, so he simply scolded his juniors with a straight face.

The fat man didn't dare to speak anymore. After everyone adjusted to the state of hypocrisy and six pairs of eyes looked at Mr. Zhao, he clenched his fist and coughed lightly by his mouth, his old eyes swept over sharply.

"Warning everyone, no one can break the order this time, otherwise don't blame someone for seeking revenge afterwards."

The six people should have put away some other emotions, and their attitudes were a little bit upright. The skinny Liu Shouzi respected Mr. Zhao, and Hawkeye patrolled among several people with many previous convictions. This posture was very cold and hard.

"The people who came here today roughly know what they want from each other. They always just want to ask again, but there are still people who are not satisfied with the distribution?"

"To be clear, it's only today."

"Mr. Zhao, the assignment has already been decided, so there is no need to waste time. In my opinion, you should let them count their crimes in detail." The Jiaojiao woman mocked.

Little did she know that Mr. Zhao, who had always cherished his feathers, was actually involved in this appalling tragedy.

A few months ago, rumors of ghosts and demons came out from a state in the Central Plains, soliciting posts were widely distributed, calling for practitioners from all over the world to gather here to exorcise ghosts and demons together, so as to drive away evil and promote good, restore righteousness, and shape the atmosphere of practice.

This is a grand occasion to become famous, mostly for the disciples of various families to participate. The master secretly prepared many magic treasures and spells for the disciples. It is urgent for the roc to spread its wings, soar nine days, and show its grand ambitions in the Central Plains. It may be convenient to seize the disciple resources in the Central Plains.

In this continent, only the Central Plains area, which has the most extensive area and the most dense population, has not been settled by practitioners. It is rare that this fat piece of meat uttered a cry to come and bite me, and even most of the masters with apprentices under their knees changed their appearances and slipped in quietly. Fishing in troubled waters.

What is the fastest way to get rich in the world?Undoubtedly dead money.

But no one thought that there would be someone so frenzied that he single-handedly planned the fall of the Central Plains and bloodshed in the mountains and rivers.

Suddenly, the scene in front of Ye Chen and the others changed. Mr. Zhao was standing on the high platform just now, and countless ordinary people and monks in the audience were crying and complaining that their relatives and friends died in vain in a foreign land.

But they believed that the most impartial Mr. Zhao could give them a good answer.

It's a pity that Mr. Zhao's feathers are no longer pure white.With a grand opening and a hasty ending, this tragedy seems anticlimactic.

Turmoil, disputes, crushing, subversion, the distant fuse ignited the turbulent undercurrent of the friendship of practitioners, and the lives were devastated.

Those people behind the scenes are still alive and well.

Continuing to look, Ye Chen suddenly found that Mr. Zhao looked a little familiar. He turned Yu Fan with his arm, motioned for his ear to come over, and said in a low voice, "Look carefully, does it look like the village chief?"

It was quite similar, Yu Fan confirmed his guess, and said another clue that he thought was unnecessary before, "In fact, Yu Duoduo is his adopted son. He didn't want to live in the village chief's house, so he ran out to live around."

"..." Ye Chen slapped him, "Don't tell me earlier!"

The guess in his heart is getting closer and closer to the truth, and he thinks of the girl crying bitterly when she was given her first life, "she cried not because of her own misery, but also because she was about to die. She cried and everyone worked hard to hide, but they couldn't escape the cursed bad luck back then." '.

In this way, it should be the inheritance of the Jiaojiao woman, and it may not be the legacy of the tragedy that year.

Curse, what kind of curse?

At the end of the scene, Ye Chen and Yu Fan actually entered the scene again, and Yu Duoduo, who was covered in injuries, was tied to the stake. Ye Chen was shocked, and hurriedly inquired about the situation, only to learn that there was a priest in the village that he had never seen before , the priest believes that Yu Duoduo is a devil, who will attract disasters that can destroy the village.

Although it is true, it is a bit too much to directly burn children to purify their sins.

He was far away, so he couldn't see Yu Fan's expression, he could only see the long hair hanging on his forehead covering him in the shadow, with an inexplicable gloomy aura.

Something seems to be going wrong.

Ye Chen still couldn't break free from the dungeon's shackles, and watched helplessly as the torches were thrown onto the haystack, and the soaring flames flooded the hay stumps and the sky.

The villagers cheered in his ears, but his heart was as cold as an ice cellar.

What about the simple villagers, where is the simple heart?

If things go on like this, it's not surprising that you will be possessed by demons.

As soon as he finished thinking, he saw black air surging in the fire, slowly weaving a familiar figure.

Except for the dark red hair, eyes and dark red body, it was Yu Fan, Yu Fan of normal age.

Hey, what's the matter, every day he is asked to be the protagonist, but he is the BOSS, Ye Chen raised his forehead.