Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

There was a strong wind and clouds, and thunder.

The entire Colosseum has been broken by giants.The oval stone building seemed to be crushed and smashed by invisible hands, gravel and gravel were flying all over the sky, and the oncoming dust squinted most people's eyes.

In the thick mist, they could only see a part of the huge ancient god.He was too huge, his entire head was annihilated in the darkness and chaotic clouds, leaving only the huge tentacles scattered in all directions.

The ancient god is not aggressive, but a random flip of his tentacles is quite fatal to the entire Colosseum.One of his suction cups was pressing not far above Jian Mingshu's head, and the details of the suction cup were clearly magnified, even bigger than a lecture hall.

This huge ancient god with overwhelming dominance is exhaling, and the gust of wind blowing here is just his most unusual exhalation.

This makes people feel that he trampled to death the entire Colosseum, just like a person passing by accidentally trampled to death an ant.

The shattered remains of the hall were swept up in the sweeping winds, and the stone pillars were thrown into the rest of the hall in anger.With the ground shaking and the mountains shaking, Jian Mingshu almost couldn't stand upright, he had to lean down a little, and supported the stone pillar on one side with one arm.

"This is not right." In the flying sand and rocks, Jian Mingshu shielded his eyes, and tried his best to let Wu Shuyang hear his voice: "Qiao Lingling is really not the main god, annoyed him, but awakened a bigger ancient god monster, or, She's this gigantic monster."

Wu Shuyang stood in the strong wind, and the howling cold wind filled his cloak. Facing such a landslide and earth-shattering scene, he still showed no expression of emotion or anger.He only heard him ask quietly: "What are your plans?"

Jian Mingshu raised his finger, and his huge eyeballs were slowly moving across the leaky zenith: "Surveillance!"

The cold wind choked him so that he could no longer speak.

In Wu Shuyang's slightly changed eyes, he found the answer: Wu Shuyang understood.

He grasped Jian Mingshu's arm: "No!"

The strong wind blew away the huge cloaks of the two, and Jian Mingshu couldn't see the emotions of the person in front of him through the gorgeous dark purple mask, and only felt the bone-chilling cold where his hands were clenched.

The wind was strong, and the wind passed over the rocks, and all the ghosts and fires around were blown away.

The light golden hollow mask concealed the expression on Jian Mingshu's face. His voice trembled for a moment, and he gently covered the back of Wu Shuyang's hand, and said softly, "Don't worry."

Taking advantage of Wu Shuyang's hesitation at this moment, he quickly broke free from Wu Shuyang's hand, ran across the liver stand, climbed the fence full of iron spikes in front of the stand, and began to climb up.

The long wind picked up straight, blowing his simple and graceful hair into publicity, and also whipping his dark cloak into wild waves.

All this was only in a moment. He climbed up for a while, and then looked down at Wu Shuyang. The other party hadn't reacted yet, and stood in a daze among the wind and sand.

The wind and sand obscured the expressions between the two.

With this cover, Jian Mingshu lowered his head, looked at him tenderly, and said in a voice that only he could hear, "Wait for me."

Freehand rock climbing is nothing new to Jian Mingshu.

The genius named Su Qiyun who managed his financial assets was his friend.That person came back from overseas. He was an excellent player in ClimbingClub when he was in college. The two hit it off and often made appointments to climb the peak together. [1]

Although the strong wind was blowing at the moment, his center of gravity was unstable, but with his rich experience in freehand rock climbing in the past few years, he climbed to the top of the iron fence without any setbacks.

But the problem now is that the top of the iron fence is about two or three meters away from the opening in the ceiling.

This distance exceeds the limit of human beings.

He stood on the spikes protruding from the black fence, listening to the howling wind in his ears, and watching the ancient god's tentacles wriggling above his head.And the distance to end all of this is only two or three meters.

It turned out that when I really stood on the edge of the cliff and stared at the dark abyss, my mood was completely different from what I expected.

To jump, or not to jump.

For the first time, Jian Mingshu felt a slight lack of courage.

There were wailing all around the Colosseum.These wailing and wailing were not because of fighting each other, but because countless people were blown up by the tornado-like wind and fell randomly on the stone wall.

At the bottom of the Colosseum, the spotlighted animal cage may be the only relatively quiet place, like the eye of a hurricane.

At this moment, Jian Mingshu's heart used all its vitality to beat vigorously, fully encouraging himself.

leave me alone.

leave me alone.

He took one last look at the short distance and closed his eyes.

Success or failure is a gamble, even if he fails, he has lived for more than 200 years, which is already enough for ordinary people.

He jumped, and the short distance of three or four meters seemed so close to the sky, life or death, all in a moment.

Jian Mingshu stretched out his hand with all his strength, and he gently touched the cold edge of the stone.

Because of nervousness, his hands were wet with cold sweat.

As soon as he touched the edge of the stone, his fingertips slipped lightly, and he fell suddenly, never having time to grasp the section in front of him.

His whole body was weightless, and he began to feel a rapid fall.

Jian Mingshu calmly closed his eyes while falling.

This time, no one can blame him. If he wants to blame, he can blame his poor mental quality and the cold sweat on his hands.

It turned out that in the face of life and death, he would be nervous and afraid, just like ordinary people.

A gust of cold wind hit, slowing his fall.He fell into an icy embrace, and then rode into the wind, soaring upwards.

He looked up, and saw that face that he had just met, but somehow made him feel familiar, the face that always put on a dignified look, but secretly played tricks.

It's Wu Shuyang.

Wu Shuyang gently hugged him from mid-air, and went straight to the roof with the strong wind.

The strong wind blew the wind and clouds tossed, Wu Shuyang's face was neither happy nor sad, in his deep cold embrace, only his neat white jade-like neckline could be seen, just like the neckline carefully carved by a god.

I don't know if it's the strong wind blowing, or the big ups and downs, Jian Mingshu's heart is beating wildly.It didn't take long, Wu Shuyang finally took advantage of the wind, landed firmly on the roof of the beast hut, and gently placed Jian Mingshu on the roof.

All these movements were extremely gentle, as if some fragile treasure was in his arms.

The human way is long and the ghost way is invisible, so the yang rides the horse and the yin escapes the wind[2].Riding the wind is by no means a "human being".This is also the reason why Wu Shuyang has been reluctant to follow Jian Mingshu's footsteps and climb with him.

He had known that Jian Mingshu had some guesses in his heart.But he was still afraid of being verified, although the truth had already been revealed.

Wu Shuyang was a little depressed, he didn't say any more, and he didn't even look at Jian Mingshu.

Wu Shuyang has the eyes of the law. Ever since he met Jian Mingshu for the first time, he knew that Jian Mingshu is a god, with a radiant primordial spirit, he who climbed out of the abyss of all evil, and all the "people" in Fengdu Prison. no the same.

This depression lasted only for a moment.

After Jian Mingshu stood firm, as if he understood what was on his mind, he patted his shoulder reassuringly, and stood in front of Wu Shuyang again.

In front of him, there are huge eyeballs floating in the air, where the sun is the moon.

This huge eyeball has a nerve at the end, covered with scarlet bloodshot eyes, and diffuses scarlet light.

"Surveillance. I mean you." Although Jian Mingshu looked up at this huge monster, he had a condescending awe.

Eyeballs wandered loosely, as if not paying attention.

A huge tentacle suddenly fell down, Wu Shuyang grabbed Jian Mingshu, and the tentacle slammed heavily on the place where he was standing just now, the ceiling disintegrated into fine gravel, which fell to the ground like a torrential rain.

Jian Mingshu was still in shock, he didn't notice at all, he subconsciously clenched Wu Shuyang's hand, his heart couldn't stop beating wildly.

"Don't be afraid, Dean. Don't be afraid."

Wu Shuyang comforted him in a low voice, gently caressing his back.He still wanted to say "There is me", these two words kept flying in his heart, and finally sank again.

I don't know if it's because of a soft voice to comfort her, but Jian Ming's bewildered heart slowly calmed down a bit.

Jian Mingshu broke away from the other's abrupt and cold hand, and waved it casually.

He is holding on.

After some climbing, he almost fell down again, and now he was attacked by tentacles one after another. The continuous crises made him pant slightly.But even if he is strong, he is not willing to show a little weakness, especially in front of unfamiliar people.

The originally moist and magnificent red lips were a little dry, like some roses that had lost their moisture, which aroused pity.In the strong wind, Wu Shuyang could even clearly see his slightly parted red lips and the soft lingering breath inside.

Jian Mingshu finally calmed down.

"This little ball, I still have to provoke it." Jian Mingshu said briefly.

He avoided the big hole made by the tentacles just now, and ran towards the huge floating eyeball.

In his pocket, there are still a few silver playing cards that he found in the sacrificial altar.He randomly took one and stabbed it directly at the pupil of the eyeball.

The playing card was impartial, hitting the red heart, and the pain caused the eyeballs to flinch.

Jian Mingshu was full of energy, taking advantage of the victory to pursue the pursuit, while running with the movement of the eyeballs, he picked up a poker card at random, and shot it towards the pupil again.

This blow really hurt, and the huge eyeballs were instantly covered with red blood, like broken blood-red glass.It twisted its face in pain, the nerves on its back were completely exposed, and it hung low on the roof.

The eyeballs were pulled so loudly that they landed on the ridge of the roof.

A simple and gorgeous mask appeared from behind the falling eyeballs.He pulled a very thick nerve with one hand, took advantage of the pain in the eyeball to turn his face, and tore the eyeball off in one fell swoop.

In other words, his original target was these drooping nerves.In this way, Jian Mingshu can get close to the big eyeballs that are floating in the air.

The opportunity was not to be missed, he immediately took out Shi Gandang, and dealt a final blow to this huge surveillance monster.The eyeballs instantly turned into black smoke of blood and crawled into Jian Mingshu's pockets.

However, nothing changed in the surrounding scenery. "wrong?"

Jian Mingshu looked around, and indeed nothing had changed - or in other words, there was an intensifying trend.

The huge ancient god didn't know that there were thousands of humans in the Colosseum, and the strong wind was blowing, and the entire Colosseum was almost shattered, forming a huge hurricane.

He gasped—what was wrong—

Surveillance, isn't that what this huge eyeball means?

"Could it be the other way around, being watched? Could it be this eyeball watching something?" Wu Shuyang said.

These words pierced the sky like the light of dawn.

Jian Mingshu quickly took out Heiwuchang's mobile phone, entered the password, and a black and white obituary-like news came into view: "Young idol Zhong Mengtian's last words: I want to become a giant beast."

He suddenly realized.

Jian Mingshu stuffed Hei Wuchang's mobile phone into Wu Shuyang's hand: "Help me hand it over to Hei Wuchang."

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Wu Shuyang immediately grabbed him firmly: "What are you going to do again?"

"You're right, and it's not too late. I don't have time to go, so I can only gamble."

Wu Shuyang's eyes changed slightly, and he stared carefully at Jian Ming's light brown eyes.He understood what Jian Mingshu wanted to express.

He stuffed the mobile phone in his hand back to Jian Mingshu, and shook the other's hand tightly again.

Wu Shuyang's eyes were indifferent, he skipped all the explanation steps, and asked bluntly, "Do you believe me?"

The wind continued, and it began to rain heavily.

The cold rain wet Wu Shuyang's dark purple mask, and his dark red eyes stood out against the gray sky.

Jian Mingshu raised the corner of one lip just right, and looked at him with burning eyes:

"I believe."

For a moment, Wu Shuyang's face seemed to be relieved, but also sad.

He pushed Jian Mingshu to the outside, jumped up, and jumped off the top of the animal hut.

In the turbulent sky, only a shadow of the black cloak disappeared.

The author has something to say: [1] Su Qiyun: The protagonist next door in "Sick and He's Severely Controlled by Brothers"

Attributes: cool beauty paranoid genius subject

Occupation: Homecoming tycoon, financial operator, good friend with Uncle Ming

CP: Gu Peifeng

Attributes: Underage development system, black-bellied and delicate

Occupation: Financial Inspector

[2] The human way is long and the ghost way is invisible, so the yang rides the horse and the yin escapes the wind: from "Ghost Blowing the Lantern: Wuxia Coffin Mountain".

Counting sheep and sheep: (pulling flower petals) He knows, he doesn't know, he knows, he doesn't know...

author:? ? ? ?You go back and look at what you were doing in the previous chapter, and hope that others don't know? ? ?