Another world strategy career with male gods

The words seemed to have poked at a point of irritation in the prodigal son, and he almost wanted to kill the talkative person in front of him.

After a while, Changhong seemed to think of something again and said: "Could it be that Jianggu didn't kill you back then, but just abolished your soul root?"

The prodigal son said bitterly: "You can rest assured, even if my soul root is crippled, my thousands of years of practice can kill you, a saint whose mana has been imprisoned!"

Chang Hong smiled and said, "It's definitely not a good thing to underestimate your opponent!"

The prodigal son curled his mouth, this Changhong is a master addict, the biggest hobby in his life is to accept people as apprentices, I don't know how much ink is in his stomach, but when educating people, he always does it the same way!

"I'm not your apprentice, put away your tune!"

The fight between two immortal old monsters naturally alarmed the heavens again.

The sky that had not had time to clear up just now was covered with dark clouds again.

The two have already played against each other for several rounds.

Changhong swung the floating dust like a wandering dragon, and several small gossip formations struck silently, the prodigal son was still a little surprised, he didn't expect this man's mana to be so profound.

He wanted to make a quick decision and get out of here.

Today, I planned to take Bahuang Liuhe into a coil, but I never thought that it would lead to such a series of troubles.

What a disappointment!

His mind was racing, and the next second, the floating dust suddenly left his palm and flew towards him.

The prodigal son subconsciously took a step back, formed a seal with his hands, and pushed away with his palms.

I never thought that he would push me away, and the Buddha dust would disappear!

He had a bad premonition in his heart, turned his head hastily, and his pupils trembled suddenly.

The floating dust appeared behind him, turned into a sharp sword, and suddenly passed through his belly.

The place where the sharp sword is pierced is not anywhere else, it is exactly where his soul is!

Yuanshen Sui was neatly split in half, and the prodigal son spat out a mouthful of blood.

If it is an ordinary person, it must be dead. Not only will it die, but it may also destroy both body and spirit.

But after all, he is an old goblin who has lived for thousands of years, how could he die so easily.

Using the force of being pushed out by the long sword, he turned around and fell onto a stone.

Maybe Han Yuan was unlucky, he just hid behind a stone to watch the fun!

Needless to say, the two stared at each other for a while.

Han Yuan said very consciously: "I'm sorry, I'm in your way, I'm leaving now!"

At this moment, Han Xuebi, who was searching for his trace in this chaos, also saw Han Yuan.

"Korean won!" Han Xuebi exclaimed.

"Oh, sister, where are you, I've been looking for you everywhere!"

Before he could let go of his smile, the person behind him picked up his back, brought him to his eyes, and grabbed his neck with his hands.

Han Xuebi said: "Let him go!"

Changhong frowned: "Don't hurt others!"

The prodigal laughed loudly: "Yes, but please don't follow me!"

A few people were wary and didn't dare to go forward. The figure of the prodigal son flashed and disappeared in front of his eyes, leaving only laughter echoing in the air.

Han Xuebi said heartbreakingly, "Korean won!"

Chang Hong was silent for a moment.

He wanted to leave, but Han Xuebi refused.

She stood up in front of Changhong and asked, "Who is the master? Don't you think that my brother's disappearance is partly due to you?"

"Huh?" Changhong paused, pondered for a moment, and said calmly: "I have a fault, but I can't stay in the world for a long time, why don't I ask my apprentice to help you patrol your brothers!"

Han Xuebi: "Who is your apprentice?"

Changhong pointed, pointing at Hongnian who was meditating and calling him.

Han Xuebi said: "How can such a child save my brother!"

Changhong flicked his sleeves: "Miss, do you think I'm perfunctory for you?"

"I don't dare, I just can't believe it."

Although Han Xuebi didn't know who he was, he felt that he must not be a mortal. They couldn't stop the prodigal at that time, but he almost killed him.

So in words, Han Xuebi unconsciously showed respect.

"Try it and you will believe it!"

Han Xuebi: "..."

If it hadn't been for the man who showed his skills just now, Han Xuebi really thought he was a great stick.

They were talking here, Su Yi stepped forward, hesitated to speak.

Shenzhu thoughtfully said: "But I want to ask Jianggu and Pangu, oh, no, their names are..."

"Wake up and Chen"

Changhong said: "Don't worry, nothing will happen. Pangu just entered the secret realm and will be back in a while."

"What about waking up?"

Chang Hong frowned, as if unwilling to say more.

Su Yi said: "Your disciple is being abrupt!"

Changhong gave a noncommittal hum, and then walked towards Hongnian.

Hongnian's face was pale, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

Changhong looked at him quietly, stretched out his hand as if wanting to touch him, curled his fingers slightly in the air, and finally retracted them as if nothing had happened.

He turned to Su Yi and said: "He's awake, tell him my order, let him stay and help this girl find someone!"

Su Yi bowed her eyebrows and said: "Yes!"

When he raised his head again, the man in Tsing Yi had disappeared.

Really come and go without a trace!

The stick on Hongnian's head that was spinning like a hurricane suddenly stopped, and fell in the air, just hitting Hongnian's carrot head.

Hongnian let out a miserable howl and woke up leisurely.

140 It's like a dream but not a dream

After waking up, he felt that his whole body was in unbearable pain, and he opened his eyes hazily, only to find that he was really in the darkness.

How should I put it, it is very strange, it is not completely black, but a kind of boundless black.

Su Xing can see his own body, but cannot see everything around him clearly.

He seemed to be floating, but there was something holding him under his body, which was amazing.

He couldn't move, and even circling his fingers was painful.

His eyes were blurred due to the pain, and the black world began to become unreal.

It seemed that something flashed before his eyes.

Messy, like a black and white silent film.

Su Xing couldn't see clearly, only felt palpitations.

It was as if a dream of billions of years flashed before his eyes. After the joys and sorrows, there was only an inexplicable sense of loss, so heavy that he could hardly breathe.

He was a little sad. He didn't know why he was sad, and he didn't know who he was sad for. Anyway, he was very upset.

He didn't want to think about these things, didn't want to entangle with the reasons, so he closed his eyes.

Consciousness became dull again, and the body fell straight down, as if falling into a bottomless abyss.

When he became conscious again, when he opened his eyes, there was a blinding light.

He subconsciously covered his eyes, and gradually separated his fingers, trying hard to adapt to the brightness.

The curtains on the windows were tightly covered, but since the windows were opened, the wind from nowhere kept blowing the curtains up and down.

A few rays of light leaked in, flickering and flickering with the floating of the curtain, dazzling people's eyes.

However, at this moment, even if Su Xing was dazzled into blindness, he could still see that he was in his own room now!

Su Xing suddenly sat up in shock, with the big fluffy bed under his buttocks, the sky blue quilt on his body, the bright yellow curtain on the left hand side, and the desktop computer on the side of the bed!

Su Xing touched his chest and pinched his face.

Unscathed, he's still him!

Su Xing let out a long breath: So it's not real, it's just a dream, just a dream!

How can I have such a long dream!It must be because of reading the novel and reading it like crazy!

While he breathed a sigh of relief, he felt a little empty in his heart.

Inexplicably, the appearance of Chen outside the Qinghua formation was inexplicably floating in front of him!

It turned out to be fake!

Su Xing looked up at the curtains, sat there blankly for a while, and suddenly heard the sound of the toilet being flushed.

wake:"....."

He suddenly returned to his senses and listened intently.

The sound is gone again!

It must be that he heard it wrong, it must be the voice from upstairs and downstairs!

As he thought about it, suddenly there was the sound of the bathroom door being opened again from outside!

This awakening is not mistaken, it is indeed the door of his house!

He somersaulted and jumped off the bed.

He stared wide-eyed at the bedroom door.

The bathroom door was opened and closed, followed by the sound of footsteps.

thump thump

Quite rhythmically, the direction was his bedroom!

who is it?

His house was a house that had been left untouched for a hundred years. He used to wonder if one day, when he died in it, his body would not be discovered until it stinks.

Such a house that has been forgotten by the world in the corner, will be broken into?

Could it be a thief?

But this thief is too unscrupulous, right?

Stealing is also stealing, right?

You have to use his bathroom, and you have to enter his bedroom!

What should he do? What if the thief finds out that the Lord has woken up, has an evil thought, and kills people to silence him?

The bedroom doorknob turned slightly a half turn.

Su Xing's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, without thinking, he picked up the lamp on the bedside table, planning to fight this person to the death when he came in.

However, in his haste, he ignored the teacup on the cabinet. When he brought the desk lamp over, the lamp holder bumped into the teacup filled with water. The teacup rolled and slid off the cabinet without missing a beat. On his feet!

The water turned out to be hot!

Su Xing wailed, and subconsciously wanted to throw down the desk lamp and look at his feet.

The door was opened from the outside.

A young man with handsome features was revealed, with a straight nose bridge and three-dimensional outline, but he didn't seem to like this kind of handsomeness, preferring to be a maverick. His hair was dyed colorfully, like a colorful rainbow, which was very unconventional.

It doesn't look like a serious person at first glance!

Su Xing didn't bother to look down at the injury, held up the bedside lamp, and glared at the person with a look of "I'm not easy to bully".

The person's body paused,