Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

Wu Shuyang's face looked calm, but the trees near Suqiu were ignited with inexplicable green flames one after another.She was forced to have no way to escape, she burrowed towards the ground and turned into a shadow on the ground.

She was like an ink stain on the ground, hiding from the burning green fire, wandering here and there.

"Fuck, there are so many tricks in the hair!" Chang Le felt a chill.

"Be careful!" Jian Mingshu reminded.

Click.

The sacred tree in the shape of a coffin in the center of the field finally cracked, and the trunk opened by itself like a wooden door.

Liu Ruonan, who had been sitting on the ground with a bewildered face, murmured, "This is Empress Oma, Empress Oma has come down to earth."

In the coffin-shaped sacred tree, stood a fair and clean little girl who looked like a college student, wearing a sky blue dress.

There were stitch marks on her neck, and the skin on her body was bulging as if it had been soaked in water for a long time.

Besides, she looks beautiful and quiet, like a clean lily.

The shadow on the ground immediately changed direction and rushed towards the sacred tree, but was blocked by someone halfway.

The real Suqiu stood in front of the coffin, she still looked like a short black dress, with a righteous face: "Guimeng, don't defile her."

Suqiu stared at the black shadow on the ground, the light in her eyes was like a sharp knife, wishing she could immediately pluck the shadow out from the ground.

"Another one?! Wholesale?" Chang Le asked in surprise.

Last night, after Liu Zhong snatched Shi Gandang, he saw Su Qiu being chopped into meat paste.Chang Le thought that she was really dead this time, and she was very depressed for a while.

Jian Mingshu also frowned slightly, shouldn't it be the two main gods?Why is there another one?

"what!!!"

There was a scream from behind, and Jian Mingshu quickly turned around.

Liu Zhong was pierced by a huge black long cone, and his feet left the ground.

It's fake Suqiu!

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was on the newcomer Suqiu, she separated a black streamer, followed the ground to Liu Zhong's side, and directly materialized into a huge long black cone, piercing him thoroughly.

A huge column of blood spurted out from Liu Zhong's chest, pouring Chang Le's head and face.

"Uncle Ming...is this...the last bloodstain." Chang Le was frightened by this scene, lightly tugged Jian Mingshu's sleeve, and asked intermittently in a low voice.

The light in Liu Zhong's eyes dimmed instantly, his pupils dilated and became bigger, and finally lost focus completely.

Jian Mingshu quickly looked at the palm of his hand - the last black and red bloodstain quickly healed and disappeared in the palm of his hand.His palm was smooth, leaving no marks.

Fake Suqiu started to laugh wildly.She turned into a human form, holding a long sharp awl in her hand, and slaughtered Liu Zhong's head recklessly.

Liu Zhong was pierced until his eyeballs burst, and his face was covered with pores of different sizes, like a lotus pod that has been dug out of lotus seeds.

—Did he lose?

Jian Mingshu looked at the scar on his palm in disbelief. Over the past 200 years, he had gone through tens of thousands of cocoon worlds. Some of them were fulfilled by the Lord God, but most of them were succeeded by him and the challengers.

Could it be that he is really like the Ming Yi hexagram that he has drawn, the sun is setting and the west mountain is about to die?

Accompanied by fake Suqiu's wild laughter, the whole world began to shake, and the sky on top collapsed rapidly.

Bai Wuchang hurriedly floated to Jian Mingshu's side: "Uncle Ming! The cocoon world... began to collapse! Did the main god win? Did Suqiu win?"

"Yes."

Jian Mingshu frowned, he quickly took out the seal of the gods and stuffed it into Changle's hand: "Take it."

He quickly turned his head and confessed to Bai Wuchang: "Lao Qi, take Changle out."

"What about you?" Chang Le looked at him in disbelief.

"Who am I?" Jian Mingshu glanced at him with a smile, and blinked his left eye at him.

Chang Le was still a little hesitant, he couldn't tell if Jian Mingshu was trying to calm him down or if he really had other ideas.

"Old Seven!"

Bai Wuchang gave Jian Mingshu a complicated look.Chang Le understood from Bai Wuchang's reaction: Jian Mingshu lied.He has no way at all, and he can't escape.

"No, I'm not leaving."

Chang Le shouted, and was about to pounce on Jian Mingshu, when Bai Wuchang grabbed him by the back collar, turned around and disappeared into the cocoon world.

The clear sky in the distance began to blur, quickly distorting and shrinking.The wind was strong, and the surrounding trees were bent into balls.

Jian Mingshu took a last look around the cocoon world.

He is an open-minded person.As a participant in each cocoon world, danger and death have always been with him.Death is just the difference between what comes today and what comes tomorrow.

If in the past, he was alone, it would be fine to come and go, but now...

He vaguely thought of the little boys in Pingdu Hospital.This group of little kids had escaped their tragic fate and lived a happy life for a few days. Unexpectedly, this joy came to an abrupt end.

Jian Mingshu's body was squeezed by strong brute force, as if being crushed by a mountain or swallowed by a huge wave.

He is collapsing along with this cocoon world.

Fake Suqiu's wild laughter never stopped, reverberating in the whole world.

"Take it."

Zhen Suqiu threw something at him, the space of this world is no longer a regular three-dimensional, Jian Mingshu watched his arms folded into a strange angle.

The trajectory of the letter thrown is also twisted and bent, as if walking on an irregular surface.

Jian Mingshu concentrated and struggled a few times, and finally got the letter that Suqiu ran over.

"Death is also an understanding ghost."

He just opened the letter, trying to find out the reason for his frustration, when the fake Suqiu's wild laughter suddenly stopped.

A branch pierced through the fake Suqiu who was twisted and laughing wildly, and the real Suqiu stood behind her, pushing the end of the branch of the murder weapon.

She glanced sideways at Jian Mingshu, and actually smiled with relief.This smile disappeared in an instant like the last ray of sunset light.

Suqiu gritted her teeth, and threw herself on the branch without saying a word.

Isn't she the main god of the cocoon world?

Obviously the two of them have already won this cocoon world, why did she kill the fake Suqiu and then commit suicide?

Could it be...to save the rest of the people?

Before Jian Mingshu had time to think about it, the huge black cloak enveloped him again.

"Wu Shuyang?"

Wu Shuyang's cold and pale face was very close, and he stared at Jian Mingshu condescendingly without saying a word.

His cold fingers touched the left back of Jian Mingshu's neck, as if drawing some pattern.At the place where he drew the pattern, a cold tingling sensation came, as if it wanted to penetrate his shoulder blades.

The pain caused Jian Mingshu to touch the back of his neck subconsciously. Just as he raised his left hand, Wu Shuyang grabbed his wrist with unquestionable strength.

"You?!" Jian Mingshu gritted his teeth and glared at him, their eyes collided.

Wu Shuyang's eyes were cold and complicated, they were not the usual calm and steady eyes.He stared at Jian Mingshu, with a sense of aggression that was about to overflow in his eyes, and the strength in his hands did not loosen at all.

During the short time they got along, he thought Wu Shuyang was like a cool moon in the water, a gentleman who had no desires or desires.He also doubted whether Wu Shuyang was a highly simulated robot that came through time travel.

After getting along in the stone room and dripping bloody corpses together, even if the two of them can't talk about cooperating, after the experience of being in the same boat just now, he thought that Wu Shuyang could barely be called the first half of his friends, and he has never been wary of him.

Could it be that he misjudged Wu Shuyang?

He didn't have time to analyze it, and the words "sleep" wafted gently in his ear.

With a flick of his fingers, he lost consciousness and plunged into the calm ebony aroma.

Jian Mingshu fainted instantly, and fell into Wu Shuyang's arms forward.His side face rested lightly on Wu Shuyang's shoulder, surrounded by the whirling wind.

Wu Shuyang wrapped his arms around the back of his head, staring at the person in his arms who was controlled by his heart.

Following the open back neckline, he vaguely saw Jian Ming's fair and fair back, like broken jade, covered with black traces of karma.

At 41:23 on the tenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar.

Fengcheng.

Most of the residents of Feng City fell asleep.

Living in such a place where weird legends frequently appear, they are used to obeying some puzzling "rules" that have been passed down from generation to generation. For example, on the night of the fourteenth day of the seventh lunar month, they should go to bed early, otherwise they will bump into Yin soldiers transit.

Young people don't believe these rumors for a long time, but who can say for sure, there must be no evil soldiers crossing the border, and there must be no ghosts in the world?

At the foot of Luofeng Mountain, Pingdu Hospital.

The hospital hall was dim and unclear, and the green light of the "safety exit" cast a cold color on the empty hall.

A fuzzy black shadow gradually formed in the center of the hall, as if someone used a huge brush to drop a drop of round ink, slowly spreading into the air.

The black shadow gradually took shape, it was a tall and straight man, wrapped in a wide black cloak.

Across the glass door of the hospital, the moonless and starless sky came into view smoothly.

If it is an ordinary person, from this perspective, they will only see a gloomy mountain, which happens to block the front of Pingdu Hospital, which is similar to the "overwhelming evil spirit" in the Feng Shui pattern.

But in Wu Shuyang's eyes, the scenery is completely different.

This mountain is just a cover-up to deceive ordinary people.In Wu Shuyang's eyes, on the opposite side were bursts of stratus clouds, surrounding a black building with hundreds of floors.The building is so tall that it goes straight to the sky.

The building is the center, surrounded by 24 similar black high-rise buildings, which are connected with the central building by iron chains.

This is Fengdu prison, and the 24 prisons guarded by it.

The asphalt road at the entrance of Pingdu Hospital also overlaps vaguely with a road to death filled with soul-calling banners.

Both sides of this road are lit with white candles for rebirth, leading directly to the gate of hell.

The minute hand was unhurried, and when it reached "6", the clock in the hall rang with a "clang".

11:30.According to legend, the time when Yin soldiers began to cross the border.

The temperature dropped by a few degrees in an instant, and frost began to climb on the glass doors of the hospital.

Groups of armored soldiers lined up neatly, starting from the gate of ghosts, and advancing in an orderly manner along the road to death.

All soldiers uniformly wear thick bronze iron masks.They walked neatly in the cold air, just like the revived Qin Terracotta Warriors and Horses.

"Zijue?"

A shadow in the shape of a horse stopped at the entrance of the hospital, and the person on the shadow horse bent down, as if carefully observing Wu Shuyang standing in the hall.

He was wearing the same black cloak as Wu Shuyang, and he was handsome and charming.Clearly the corners of the eyebrows are neat lines, but the ends of the eyes are provocatively raised.He is reminiscent of the black rose, dangerous and bright at the same time.

"You make me easy to find."

Chang Ge recognized Wu Shuyang, with a smile on his long eyelashes, he got off his horse.

At this moment, a vigilant "Who?" came from behind Wu Shuyang.