Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

Jian Mingshu shook his head slowly: "I don't know. When the cocoon world began to collapse, one of the main god personalities killed the other, and then committed suicide. Strictly speaking, this killing of gods should be regarded as the main god's suicide."

There was a moment of silence in the car, and the radio started playing a soothing love song.

"She was in pain, but she was very kind." Kunpeng said, "I made two last wishes that were completely opposite. I can understand that my long-cherished wish has been fulfilled and I don't want to drag you down."

The setting sun illuminated the dust in the car clearly, and tiny grains of dust were floating in the air.

Jian Mingshu concealed some things.For example, after killing the gods, he didn't remember how he got out of the cocoon world, and somehow appeared in the hospital lobby.

For example, the marks left on the back of his neck.

For example, Wu Shuyang he met.

"I also caught the thing that broke into the cocoon world this time." After a long time, Jian Mingshu changed the subject, "It's a man named 'Zhang Yongqing'...or a demon." There is Wu Shuyang.

The traffic ahead started slowly, Kunpeng lightly lifted the brakes, and the car burst into flames like a roaring lion.

Jian Mingshu quietly paid attention to Kunpeng's expression, he seemed to have nothing to do with him, he didn't notice this little concealment, and he was not touched.

"Cocoon World, if you hit it, you leave it, don't get entangled."

"You think I want to get entangled." Jian Mingshu took out the Judgment Pen and turned it around, "This turtle is hiding in my pen now, so I can't even use it. I came here this time to ask if there is any way you can get him out."

Kunpeng was silent for a moment, not sure if he was thinking or concentrating on driving.

"I can't help it. You can go to the 'treasure house of troublemakers' and ask the old deer if there is any way."

"Let's do it." Jian Mingshu no longer struggled too much.

Lao Lu's shop is not far away, it's in Beiji, a ghost market.Jian Mingshu plans to take time to take a tour of the ghost market tonight, and ask a question by the way.

Kunpeng asked: "How is the collection of blood this time?"

"Not too much." Jian Mingshu shook his head, and took out a small spirit lock pouch from the left coat pocket, "It's about half the size."

"It's so little... Then half a million yuan, only one hundred thousand."

Jian Mingshu glanced at him sideways: "Professor, don't you know how to do math? Half and half, at least close to half. 23."

"20." Jian Mingshu gritted his molar teeth: "22."

"20."

"Do you still want to send your 'iron pillar' here? Believe it or not, I refuse to accept it."

The threat was effective.Kunpeng was caught in the weak spot, looked at Jian Mingshu with some guilt from the right rearview mirror, and said, "Okay, 22 is 22. Turn around and turn to you. Also, they are called Shinichi, not Tie Zhu..."

"The name, it's just a code name. Don't take it seriously."

Jian Mingshu smiled in satisfaction, and casually tossed the spirit-locking pouch to Kunpeng.

"However, why do you keep asking me to collect these things with all my life?" Jian Mingshu asked.

Kunpeng's expression was a little unhappy.

When he spoke again, his tone was as usual, and he began to run the train full of words: "Young man, there is an old saying that 'the future is bright, but the road is tortuous'. Only the mountain barrier will know."

Jian Mingshu immediately got a headache from this high-spirited talk, frowned and said: "Speak well, don't talk nonsense."

Kunpeng glanced at him quietly, seeming to realize that he was covering up too bluntly just now, and then reminded him with a pleasant face: "The next world is probably coming soon. Prepare well in the past few days. Also, take a girl there."

"Why do you have to bring girls?"

It's not that he thinks girls are troublesome, the two girls in Pingdu Hospital are both neat and cheerful, not annoying.The problem is that men and women are different. It is more convenient to bring Changle or Qinghua.

"For some things, it's more convenient to bring a girl." Kunpeng said, "I'm calling it a proposition, so why don't you hurry up and listen to me."

Jian Mingshu put his hands in his pockets, straightened his long legs, and leaned lazily on the seat: "OK."

At this time, the sky suddenly began to rain, like falling silver threads.

On the radio, a lyrical guitar prelude sounded very well, and then, a slightly husky female voice sang a love song in a low voice.

"Beside your wet shoulder under the umbrella under the rain..."

Jian Mingshu looked at the silver spots falling on the windshield, and inexplicably thought of the Agapanthus lily that shattered when it touched the sun in the afternoon.

He touched the back of his neck subconsciously, the imprint left by Wu Shuyang seemed to be deeply burned in, and that piece of skin was as cold as deep-frozen ice.

Stopping and stopping along the way, Kunpeng bought a lot of snacks and delicious food along the way, and drove slowly to Pingdu Hospital just before six o'clock.

When getting off the car, Jian Mingshu saw the black kitten at a glance.

He hid on the side of the gate, it should be Baomeng, and built a temporary nest for it with an upright cardboard box.After a while of rain, half of the cardboard box was already wet, and the cat was drenched by the blowing wind and rain, shyly hiding in the corner, like a street child who had been hungry for a long time on the street.

A black umbrella gradually approached.The edge of the umbrella twirled, and slowly turned away, revealing the concise, gentle and handsome face under the umbrella.

Jian Mingshu gently tilted the umbrella to protect the kitten from the wind and rain.

The little black cat nestled on the side of the cardboard box, trembling violently, with little raindrops on its slightly blown fur.

His clear eyes stared at Jian Mingshu, his pupils were wet, like pear blossoms after rain, bearing the cold dew.

"Is there really nowhere to go?" Jian Mingshu stared at the little black cat and asked.

He gave a soft "Mi" and stretched out his paw tremblingly towards Jian Mingshu.The kitten was only three or four months old, and when the cold wind blew, it staggered and looked as thin as if it was going to lie down in a second.

Jian Mingshu sighed, and tilted the umbrella to the little black cat: "Then you have to promise not to make trouble."

The little cat responded softly, as if in approval.

Jian Mingshu squatted down gently, and said softly, "Come up."

The little kitten jumped into his arms, and immediately burrowed its head deep into his arms.

Kunpeng followed from the parking lot with a lot of ingredients and snacks in his arms, and glanced at the little black cat:

"Dream beasts dare to raise."

Jian Mingshu held the black cat's petite body in his arms, and said calmly, "Who said I want to raise it."

"Ah! Baguette! Pretzel!"

People from Changle arrive before they arrive.

He ran out in a hurry, just about to embrace him with big characters, and threw himself into Kunpeng's arms, but his steps seemed to be frozen in the air, and he bowed to him politely:

"Master Shenjun."

It's no wonder that Jian Mingshu turned around.

Dapeng is friendly, and every time he comes, his pockets are full of delicious food.The juniors were also laughing and joking with him, neither big nor small, wishing to call him brother and brother right away; although Sea God Kun was not serious, he was just calm about what he did and didn't have any mood swings, making it unpredictable.Even Chang Le, who is so dizzy, dare not make jokes casually.

After coming and going, Dapeng became "Little Pengpeng", and Kun became "Master Shenjun".

Just far away, with a lot of snacks in his arms, Changle thought it was Peng coming, and when he got closer, he found it was Kun, and immediately restrained him.

Kunpeng is still the same Kunpeng, but the atmosphere around him is completely different.He didn't open an umbrella, and the drizzle was all over his body, and his black hair was wet, like tiny jade beads falling all over his head.

…The one standing in front of him now is Sea God Kun.No matter how hard it is to park a car, the godhead has changed.

Kun carried a lot of ingredients to Chang Le.He was too tall, so Changle stepped on his feet to catch him.

After he wobbled away with the hilly pile of ingredients in his arms, Kun took a step forward, and the air he brought was a bit chilly.

Hiding behind the glasses with his alienated eyebrows and eyes, he cast a sideways glance at Jian Mingshu imperceptibly: "The karmic curse marks on his back have often hurt recently."

Jian Mingshu nodded: "I'm going to talk to you about this."

He stretched out two fingertips, and opened the neckline of Jian Mingshu very measuredly, but his brows were quickly knit together.

"Ming Shu, who cast this curse."

Kunpeng's fingertips touched the place where Wu Shuyang left the imprint.