Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

The soul of ordinary people varies in color from white to blue.Jian Mingshu can be regarded as half a god, so like a god, his primordial spirit is radiant.

But now, there is clearly a ray of dark purple evil spirit in his primordial spirit.

Jian Mingshu suddenly realized: "This is one of the things I want to ask you, what is the matter with the purple mist in my soul?"

"Hey Baomeng, why are you here?" Kunpeng suddenly greeted to the left.

Yesterday I was obsessed with raising a cat, so did I follow you to the university today?

Jian Mingshu turned his head in the direction Kunpeng pointed, Kunpeng took advantage of his inattention, and lightly sank his right hand into Jian Mingshu's chest, pulling out a curled purple mist from inside.

Jian Mingshu realized that he had been swayed, and just about to explode, he saw the mist that he pulled out from his hand lingering in a circle, and it bloomed into a lavender agapanthus.

It's a pity that this delicate flower is elegant but short-lived. It was pierced by the sun as soon as it touched the sun, and instantly shattered into a little bit of starlight.

"What is this?" Jian Mingshu asked.

Kunpeng's eyes were hidden behind thick lenses, and he seemed to blink guiltily.

"Hey...it's a long story." He held Jian Mingshu's shoulders and started to walk outside the classroom, "It is said that Pangu created the world..."

He talked nonsense, and just now he talked about the astrology of the blue dragon in the four directions, Jian Mingshu immediately understood that this person started talking nonsense again, and made it clear that he didn't want to tell him the truth.

"Okay." He was too lazy to listen to this nonsense, and interrupted Kunpeng directly, "Professor, don't you fool me like a student? What's the echo on the strings... really can break."

"Young man, how can you not believe in science?" Kunpeng said righteously.

Finally, Jian Mingshu couldn't help but glance at him.

The living, tens of thousands-year-old ancient god is poked here, and he is expected to believe in science?

There are ghosts in the letter.

Kunpeng embraced him with a smile, and said, "Let's go, Dad will show off his cooking skills today, so please treat my little Mengshu well."

Jian Mingshu couldn't help saying that he rewarded him with an elbow, and replied, "Forget about your frying kitchen skills, I want to live a few more years."

Kunpeng nodded: "I'm just being polite, so it must be you who cook."

He looked up at the clear blue sky, full of imagination: "Our Xiaomengshu's roast chicken with herbs and basil ~ stuffed with red wine and fruit ~ charcoal roasted pork bones ~ I have been thinking about it for a long time."

Facing such an old and disrespectful god, Jian Mingshu felt that his patience index had increased a bit.He endured it, and then complained: "I'm not serious."

"Small and ignorant!" Kunpeng insisted.

Just as they were talking, the two of them bickered, walked out of the teaching building shoulder to shoulder, and walked towards the Kunpeng-style Ghibli parked in front of the teaching building.

In the school, Professor Yu alone can become the scenery, not to mention that now there is a good-looking person who is comparable to him.The long legs of the two of them took neat steps, like a stalwart pine, extremely cool, attracting the students who quietly looked back at them along the way.

"Professor, you are going to go to the school forum again soon. 'Shocked! Yu Weikun, a professor of the elegant and stable physics department, has been intimate with an unknown man, hooking shoulders and backs, and swaggering through the market'..." Jian Mingshu noticed the curious eyes along the way, and teased.

"Don't worry. When the time comes, I will use my vest to break the news, saying that I am your father, and you are welcome to propose marriage." Kunpeng smiled meaningfully, and adjusted his glasses restrainedly. His lenses reflected a sharp light.

"Tch." Jian Mingshu said disdainfully, "We look similar, who would believe it?"

"They all believed what I said."

He reached out to pinch Jian Mingshu's cheek, but Jian Mingshu opened it.

Kunpeng curled his lips: "Xiaomengshu, the bigger it is, the less fun it is. It's so serious."

Jian Mingshu rolled his eyes at him: "Speak well, just speak well."

Kunpeng refused to listen, and deliberately rubbed Jian Mingshu's hair, and said mischievously: "Speak well, just talk well, I met a child recently..."

"Stop." Jian Mingshu stopped immediately, "I'm not in the mood to coax the children."

Kunpeng smirked at him: "Pingdu Hospital is almost turned into a nursery by you, one more is not too much, right?"

Concise and concubine speechless.

Ever since Heyou was taken in, Tianshen, Qinghua, Changle, Baomengyingzhu, one after another, they all came to Pingdu Hospital one after another like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

There is only one time and countless times to take in, and now he finally understands the truth.

Kunpeng took out his phone and called up a photo: "Here, this is it. I thought about it and named him Shinichi."

The child in the photo has a pale face, and some long bangs are intertwined with each other, covering the position between the eyebrows.

"The image of Tao is really hard to draw [1]." Jian Mingshu frowned, "It is said that cheap names are easy to support, why are Er Gouzi and Tie Zhuzi bad? Why do you choose such a big name."

"Are you serious? This face, Er Gouzi? Tie Zhuzi?"

Jian Mingshu smiled lightly, and started talking nonsense: "So what about Tie Zhuzi, Xin Qiji's son is still called Tie Zhuzi..."

Kunpeng was too lazy to speak, and gave him a sharp look.

Jian Mingshu pretended not to see it and didn't take it seriously.

"He's very special. He's even more special than the ones in your hospital." Kunpeng tilted his head and gave Jian Mingshu a sideways look, with a smile on his face, "The fate of the extreme north star, ordinary demons and ghosts, their knees go limp when they see him."

Jian Mingshu raised his eyebrows with interest, but there was still a reluctant expression on his face.

Kunpeng noticed this slight change in him, and deliberately pretended not to remember it: "Hey, who said you won't accept the childcare business?"

Jian Mingshu looked away: "Drive your car."

Fengdu University is not too far from Pingdu Hospital, but the elevated roads in the mountainous area are intertwined, and there are huge traffic jams.It didn't take long to go to the second ring road, and the front and back were blocked.

The two sat in silence for a while, and Kunpeng reached out and turned on the radio.

"... Liu, Yu and three others died at home. According to the preliminary investigation, they all belonged to sudden cardiac death. There was no trace of a struggle at the scene, and the police have now intervened in the investigation..."

Hearing the news was simple and full of mixed flavors, he quietly squeezed Suqiu's letter in his pocket, and said in a low voice: "This time the main god has a dual personality, you know about this, right?"

"I know." Kunpeng's voice was very calm.

The radio program soon entered the commercial time period, and the excited tone kept repeating the purchase call, as if the death of the three people just now was just a gust of wind, and it passed away, and it was not even as important as this sales number.

When Kunpeng was in class, he took some time and roughly read the letter.

The person who wrote the letter did not leave his real name, and the tone of the narration was almost depressing and calm, as if this frightening thing did not happen to her.

She grew up in a small town on the border of Yunnan. She is the only female college student in the town and a golden phoenix flying out of the snow-capped mountains.She herself also loves her hometown deeply, so she applied for a major in teacher training, and plans to give back to her hometown after graduation, so that more college students can come out of the town.

Once back home, in front of the train station, she noticed the vibrating mobile phone in the corner, and answered the phone, it was the grateful voice of the elder sister surnamed Zhu.According to the instructions, she kindly sent the mobile phone to a corner of the train station, but waited for a blow that knocked her out.

When she woke up again, she was imprisoned in a stone house with only one small window, and had been sold to a man named Liu Guangzhong for 800 yuan.Afterwards, she was forced, subdued, abused, and insulted... all these tortures, she was powerless to resist, and she was caught after running away several times. What awaited her was even worse abuse.

In the village, human trafficking seems to be a common occurrence.She has known many poor girls in a situation similar to hers, as well as children who have been sold at such a young age to such a hopeless place.

This place looked peaceful and beautiful, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, but in her eyes, it was a piece of rotten land, spread with vicious abscesses, and crawling with foul-smelling maggots.

In order to make her life a little better, she began to learn to obey.She only dared to vent in her own spiritual world. This distortion of obedience and resistance gave birth to a second personality.

So, not twins.

Whether it's real Suqiu or fake Suqiu, it's not her, it's all her.Su Qiu is kind, Gui Meng is vicious, and the two are in conflict with each other, thus giving birth to such a twisted cocoon world.

"Twins", not twins, but interdependent.

The ending of the story is more desperate than Jian Mingshu expected.

The girl's last little hope came true. Her father found her, but was beaten to death by the villagers who were afraid that things would happen.

That night, she finally made up her mind, sharpened her knife, and went to Liu Guangzhong's room in the middle of the night, but was killed and died that night.

How could she have fought Liu Guangzhong, who was strong and strong, not to mention her father-in-law Liu Xiangqian and mother-in-law Yu Yinghong to help.

Before dawn, her and her father's bodies were sunk in the river.No one knew that such a desperate thing had happened in such a mountain village.

After that, she met the sea god Kun and made her last wish to become the main god of the "twins" of the cocoon world.

Before going out, he met Chang Le once, and only then did he know that her two personalities had been fighting for a long time.

The second floor of the cabin is full of Suqiu's corpses.The vengeful personality tortured and killed Suqiu time and time again, her kindness has never been wiped out, and it breeds Suqiu again and again.

Jian Mingshu couldn't imagine what kind of mood this girl felt when she wrote this letter.

He could feel that this girl was indeed a pure and kind girl like Yushu Lancao.

I only hope that in her next life, she will never meet this group of demons in the world again.

Jian Mingshu sighed in a low voice.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the low clouds in the sky. It was beautiful and beautiful, and seemed to be far away from these things.

"We actually lost this time in Cocoon World." Jian Mingshu said in a low voice.

Kunpeng turned his head and glanced at him, his face unexpectedly calm.

Following Jian Mingshu's words, he asked, "Then, how did you survive?"

(If the author has something to say, you can temporarily open it to take a look. There is a detailed explanation of the world setting. It includes the part that Jian Mingshu did not guess, and the part that Chang Le guessed wrong.)