Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

The world of evil gods or demons is the simplest theory of only the strong.Wu Shuyang stood still, relying on the pressure alone, the giant insect evil god on the stone gate was frightened, and he retracted his eight hairy limbs to escape.

Only now did Tianshen realize that Wu Shuyang was restraining himself all the time, even now when he had an overwhelming advantage.

He threw only one, green sparks.

The fireworks burst and fell, lightly falling on the evil god's mask, flickering like a weak firefly.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, not understanding the meaning behind this, only Zui Ling covered his eyes helplessly.

The evil god moved tentatively.

In an instant, the karmic flames ignited soaring into the sky, and half of the sky was reflected in an unusually gloomy and even more strange manner.The evil god with the golden mask was mercilessly strangled and annihilated in layers of karma.

"This... this is the messenger of hell." The green fire was reflected in Heyou's eyes, he was obviously a little lost, "No...he is hell itself..."

"No, I think it might be a high-energy energy beam or something in an active ion state."

The materialist Tian Shen barely understood the strange evil fire in front of him.Maybe, these evil fires and Wu Shuyang do not belong to this world, but the "rulers" of the world, or to put it in a more scientific way, they are called high-dimensional creatures.

He began to be a little puzzled, why the gentle and concise Shu, who was as gentle as light, would be entangled with him.

Obviously, this person is like an endless abyss, unpredictable and extremely dangerous, and the dean who is as gentle as his own spring breeze is simply a world of difference.

Tianshen quietly glanced at Jian Mingshu who was still sleeping.

The dean is much taller than him, and he still can't handle it alone. Fortunately, He You has eyesight and has been helping the dean, so he barely stabilized the dean.

The army composed of Yin soldiers and evil gods entered Shimen and marched in order.Drunken Spirit mounted a shadowy horse and galloped beside it.

He You asked softly: "Do you think they will come back? In the end Wu Shuyang—"

"Call the king!"

"That's right! You can call the king's name too!!" The ghost messenger who was on the side immediately protested sharply.

"Wow, there's a ghost!" He Yu was taken aback by the sudden sound, "When did you come here?"

Bottom line: "Can you humans be a little creative?"

True number: "When seeing ghosts and monsters, they all have the same caliber."

They both imitated Heyou's shivering appearance: "'Wow, there is a ghost!'"

Heyou: "..."

But thinking about it, he was not so afraid when the two brats made such a fuss.

Wu Shuyang walked alone at the end of the line, his figure swayed by the night wind, as lonely as a cold star.

He didn't look back.

Tianshen understood a little bit what Ming Shu liked about him.

This posture seems to have endured the desolation and loneliness for thousands of years, making people want to approach and touch.

Looking at such a sad person, it is estimated that the little softness in the dean's heart has been poked to pieces.

The dean of his family is good everywhere, but there is one thing - he is full of sympathy, and he takes soft but not hard.Or to put it in a more rigorous way: Conciseness meets the highest point of the empathy bell curve, which is called the sixth level of empathy in psychology.

This is different from simple sympathy and tolerance without a bottom line, and is closer to a kind of great love. The incomprehensible "God loves all living beings" mentioned in the "Bible" may be a person like him.

Moreover, Wu Shuyang looks good.Like a dark night cast by cold water, it is mysterious and elegant; when it smiles lightly, it is like the first snowfall, showing a little domineering from time to time.

Most importantly, he seems to be very kind to his dean.

Tianshen reluctantly increased his acceptance by 1.

The majestic and continuous basalt stone pillars constitute the Giant's Road. Tianshen watched the team march forward, stepping on the ancient miracles, until the last bit of green light disappeared at the end of his vision.

The dark wind caresses the desolate stone pillar road in the sea, and hits the face directly. It is damp and cold, and there seems to be some singing.

He soon noticed that the singing was not his auditory hallucination, it seemed far away, near, like a ghost, floating around him like a ghost.

The darkness seemed to magnify all his senses, and He You, who was constantly startled next to him, gave him even more headaches.

"Ugh--"

Tianshen let out a rare sigh, why is it Heyou.

It's better to bring Baomeng, at least it has some force value; it's better to bring Changle, at least you can get a few ghost symbols; no matter how bad it is, it's better to bring Qinghua, it's really boring, and you can dismantle Qinghua and reassemble it for fun.

It happened to be Heyou who talked with him the most——

Now he feels the power of the theory of relativity, and 10 minutes with this person is longer than an hour sitting on the coals.

"QR code, tell me a joke, you can't get out here, it's strange to see people."

With a cold face, Tianshen turned on the screen and displayed the QR code: "One five yuan."

Heyou: "You also take money? Do you have any kindness?"

"No."

"We've known each other for so long—"

"Fifty."

"Can I have a friendly discount—"

"five hundred."

"Your heart is simply blacker than a carrion bird!"

Tianshen adjusted his glasses, and gave him a cold glance: "Don't you know the theory of supply and demand? Right now, demand is strong and supply and demand are in short supply. It belongs to the seller's market. Buy it now is a natural thing. One thousand, whether you like it or not."

"..."

Tianshen opened the QR code lock screen calmly, and added: "There is no signal here, and verbal offers are supported. You can make a voice IOU first, and when you return to the hospital, you will pay in one lump sum with interest on the principal. Interest is compounded on a daily basis. Calculated according to the bank's benchmark interest rate announced by the state, the interest rate will never go up."

Heyou: "..."

"Your soul is corrupted by money, and you tell bad stories. I won't listen to it."

"Shut up if you don't listen."

Tianshen's iron fist didn't keep him quiet for long.In less than 5 minutes, Heyou became suspicious again, looking around.

"——What's the matter?" Tianshen asked.

"Did you... hear anything?"

Chaotic bats.

On the other side of the desolate Giant's Road, an erratic figure came from a distance, wearing a long red cloak that dragged the floor, and carrying a giant scythe.

In the blur, the hand raised and lowered the sickle, and the sea breeze sent an erratic mournful cry.

"Execution." "Execution." "Execution."

The man approached step by step.

no moon.Thick fog filled the city.

It was raining heavily, and the Gothic spiers stood crowded together, and the stone statues on the roof looked at the desperate land.

On the top of the bell tower of the church, a figure was sitting alone, wearing a cloak, slowly wiping the bloodstains on the giant scythe.

The bell rings.

Bats whizzed past, in a trance, but no one sat on the bell tower.

A pure black giant deer stands on the top of the bell tower, the huge antlers are like the outstretched branches of an ancient tree.The black deer jumped down towards the abyss-like ground.

It has red eyes.

The sound of the bell awakened Jian Mingshu.

The cool sound of water came from my ears, and the entire field of vision was an extremely dark sky.The smell of damp rotten wood came, and he seemed to be lying on a wooden boat.

He was groggy, and only remembered the last stone door, and the hazelnut fairy who was frantically pulling his cuff buttons, which seemed completely different from here.

What about Heyou?What about Tianshen?What about Shu Yang?

He sat up, and there were plastic bags and unidentified pieces of meat floating in the dark river around him, but there was no one else.

The boat is not far from the shore.To be exact, it is not far from the entire gloomy ancient town.A crow flew by in the air, and a rope grabbed his neck instantly.

A strong sense of oppression hit his throat, his body tensed up instantly, and his hands subconsciously grabbed the rope.Something swarmed up and fumbled around him.Someone took a fancy to his ring, and the other party tore it savagely, almost tearing off his finger.

He casually touched something cold by his side, grabbed the neck rope with one hand, and slammed it hard at the person on the left with the other.His vision was blurry, and he seemed to see a giant black deer standing on the shore.

The left hand side was suddenly empty, and he fell into the water.

I don't know if it was the water plants or the hair that entangled his body, pulling him violently to sink.The feeling of suffocation from being tightly strangled by the neck has not yet passed, and the submerged river came again, dragging his neck and sinking to the bottom of the river.

He didn't see the opponent's appearance clearly at all, and he only fought against the person behind him with the most primitive instinct. With his left hand, he was still copying the things he brought from the boat, and smashed towards the things behind him.

The person who grabbed his neck seemed to be under control, and he was still fearless after being hit many times.

Seen from the bottom of the river, the faint daylight is gradually receding.His consciousness began to drift, and his eyes began to turn white.

Inexplicably, he thought of this morning, in front of the porthole, the morning light fell on Wu Shuyang's face, and he had a very shallow smile.

The sharp blade swiped across, and there was a long tingling sensation from his left arm to his back. The next moment, he was severely pinched on his shoulder, and he was lifted out of the water.

In front of him was a middle-aged man about 40 to [-] years old, with brown hair and wearing a blindfold. He held a knife in his hand and swung it fiercely behind Jian Mingshu.

Something shrank and sank to the bottom of the water, the man threw away Jian Mingshu: "Small snacks."

He turned around resolutely, dragged his long knife through the water, and started walking towards the shore.

In the dry forest, a black deer flashed.

"Thank you." Jian Mingshu covered the wound on his arm, and caught up with him in two or three steps, "Do you know where this is?"

His whole body was soaked, dripping dripping cold water, only then did Jian Mingshu notice that his body was covered in blood.

Except for the wound on his left arm, he had no other injuries. Such a large amount of bleeding should not be his own blood.

A bad feeling spread over my heart.

"I don't have time to coax the children." The middle-aged man replied.

"This is Samsara Town."

A green-skinned goblin approached, and the three of them walked through the woods together towards the nearby town.

Jian Mingshu: "Where is Samsara Town? Is this still Ireland?"

"Knowledge is money, my friend."

The goblin smiled slyly at him, and he made a gesture of rubbing his fingers towards Jian Mingshu.

Jian Mingshu subconsciously touched his pocket, and he touched the phone.

"Can you scan the QR code?"

The goblin smiled mockingly, and gave him a teasing look, but his eyes were attracted by the row of bright buttons on his clothes.He raised his hand to feel the diamond on the button.

"Use your button to pay, or—"

Before the goblin finished speaking, the middle-aged man who was walking in front turned around, swept him into the distant woods with a knife, and hit the ground heavily.

Just as Jian Mingshu was about to speak, he was dragged by this man, and they rolled into an old carriage by the side of the road.

The windows of the carriage were nailed shut by a few boards, and a few gleams of light fell, making it impossible to see anything clearly.Fortunately, Jian Mingshu's side has a rotten hole, and he can barely see the outside situation.

It was a few people holding sacrificial wine bowls and wine glasses, they were potbellied, and they looked like cysts that had become fine.One of the sacrificial wine bowls was full of grapes, no, Jian Mingshu took a closer look, it was full of eyeballs.

He glanced back at the middle-aged man next to him, a beam of light fell on his eyes without blindfolds, and he was very vigilant.

"No buttons, but cufflinks! Those are the best diamonds!"

The goblin's voice came from a distance, and several cyst people quickly turned their heads, locked on the direction of the voice, and "ran" towards it with difficulty.

Jian Mingshu understood that this middle-aged man was playing tricks on goblins.

The danger was over, as soon as his hand touched the carriage door, the middle-aged man's knife was immediately on his neck.

"Hush." ​​He gestured to silence, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Jian Mingshu didn't move.

A strange figure flashed out of the wormwood hole beside him.Wearing a blood-red floor-sweeping cloak, he was tall and carried a black scythe.

The man quietly floated behind the cyst man, raised the knife in his hand, and chopped a few piles of rotten flesh in half.

From a distance, Jian Mingshu heard a few whispers, which seemed to be "execution".

A burst of crows startled.

The man didn't turn his head, and went straight into the dark night.

"The first rule in Samsara Town, avoid the judge." The middle-aged man took down the knife and said.

The author has something to say: what happened in the middle, I will talk about it later, because it is from the perspective of Uncle Ming, so fragments

The painting style changes! (fog

Everyone has forgotten that this is an infinite stream 8 (laughing and crying

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Chat a few words juniors:

Heyou X Tianshen?Non-CP means that I like to watch Xueba being driven crazy by the logic of idiots, or idiots are driven crazy by the logic of Xueba

Changle X Baomeng's look at each other is also very interesting hhhh we have to pick up the stool to talk

Oh, someone once asked me, did Changle practice Taoism? Hahahaha, his talisman was drawn so blindly, and neither was Uncle Ming. Although he has many interesting Taoist treasures, this is a foreshadowing, and I will explain why later

The last world is dominated by Tianshen X Qinghua. In fact, Qinghua has already appeared on the stage. Chapter 43 helps Uncle Ming check and monitor the people who escaped from the cocoon world. His setting is also related to the final worldview.

Tianshen said that it is really possible to play with him by dismantling him and putting him back together again (laughing and crying) Of course you have to avoid Uncle Ming, otherwise you will have to eat chestnuts

If you ask these juniors, which one does Uncle Ming love the most, it might be Heyou.It's really sad when Liverpool meet.Afterwards, we shared weal and woe and stayed together. Heyou accompanied Uncle Ming through the last few years of college. He moved out alone for Heyou's sake.

Why is Heyou sometimes crazy, sometimes shivering and sometimes elated? In fact, it is bipolar disorder left by childhood experience. Basically, it is much better after Uncle Ming comforts him, but he still runs out from time to time.