Interstellar Rebirth clearance system

When they went to the prison together, Ding Xu saw the opportunity and whispered to Si Qiyuan: "I'm sure, the prophet is one of Wang Xiaoming."

Si Qiqing slowed down his pace, and he could see his lonely expression at a glance.

Fei Minglu asked: "What is that fifth prince thinking?"

The veiled man replied: "He seems to have some ideas about Ding Xu."

Fei Minglu nodded, pointed to Ding Xu and asked, "What about him?"

Veiled man: "When can I eat?"

Fei Minglu: "What?"

The veiled man explained: "This is what he was thinking about."

Their voices were not soft, and those accompanying them could hear them clearly.Si Qiqing's face froze, and he wanted to walk over quickly, but when he met Bai Huanlian's face, he had to lower his head and walk with his mother.

Ding Xu didn't feel embarrassed at all. It was already lunch time, and his stomach was already too embarrassed to growl.

Seeing Si Luan approaching, the five Wang Xiaoming rushed over, but unfortunately they were restrained by shackles.They tried their best to justify that they were not prophets, and they were bitter and tearful about how they were wronged.I guess I was also depressed in my heart that my parents gave me such a random name, and I still have such a thing.

Si Luan pointed at the veiled man, "What's your name?"

"nameless."

Si Luan was annoyed by his answer, he pulled his favorite fifth son and said, "Qiqing, come here."

Si Qiqing tried not to look in Ding Xu's direction, "Wu Ming, come and see who is the prophet."

Wuming stepped forward and looked carefully at each of them.It only took a minute, he pointed to the person in the middle and said, "It's him."

That person happened to be of medium stature as previously judged.

Si Qiqing asked, "Are you sure?"

Wuming stared at him: "If you doubt it, you can choose not to believe it."

Si Qiqing said: "I must at least know the basis for your judgment."

"He's laughing in his heart."

"Just by laughing?" Si Qiqing laughed and said, "King Luoao just said that none of these five people may be."

"Instead of being a prophet, he prefers to be a god of death. When he sees the countdown to someone else's death, he pretends to remind them with kindness and helps them make predictions for free. In fact, he enjoys telling the other party that death is inevitable and hopeless." The process." Wuming said, "He recorded the video a month ago, notified the entire galaxy, and was caught, all under his control."

"What's his reason for doing this?" Si Qiqing felt that what he said was too ambiguous.

"In order to tell Si Luan the time of his death." Wang Xiaoming in the middle suddenly laughed, and wanted to break free from the shackles ferociously, "Don't you guys care? When exactly will Si Luan die, and in what way?"

As soon as his words came out, the truth came out.

Wuming didn't want to say another word after finishing his work, and stood in the corner regardless of anyone.

Si Qixiao walked over and said: "This reason is too ridiculous, why didn't you show up before?"

Wang Xiaoming said: "There are countless routes in life. If I change a certain choice, I have to recalculate the future. When there are still too many unknowns in Si Luan's future, how can I tell the time of his death?"

"Ridiculous!" Si Luan roared, "If that's the case, how long can you tell me how long I can live?"

Wang Xiaoming said excitedly, "One year at most."

Everyone's eyes were on Si Luan, and he took two steps back in shock, saying in disbelief, "Disease? Or was he killed?"

Wang Xiaoming shook his head, "Tell you, wouldn't it just make you die?"

"You..." Si Luan was out of breath, "Why do you hate me?"

"I don't hate it, I just think it's fun." The Prophet said with a playful smile, "Who else wants to play this game?"

Si Qiqing gestured with his eyes, and someone immediately took the prophet out. He said, "Father, don't listen to his nonsense. Although he is a prophet, he has no evidence. It is not impossible to talk nonsense."

Si Luan only felt tightness in his chest, and he really felt that his body seemed to be a little unwell.He waved his hand and said, "Now that we know who the prophet is, let's talk about the follow-up. I have a headache now." He extended his hand to Bai Huanlian, "Help me back."

Si Qixiao asked: "How to deal with the rest?"

"It's better," Si Qiyuan, who had been silent all this time, said suddenly, "Kill them all."

"Let us go, we are all innocent, I beg the Marshal..." the four Wang Xiaoming said in tears, pleading continuously.

"Third brother, you are..." Si Qiqing couldn't bear it, and said in disapproval, "Since they are innocent, let them go."

Si Qixiao also said: "Yes, you can't kill innocent people indiscriminately, just let them go."

Ding Xu was surprised, since the prophet had been found, why did he kill all the remaining Wang Xiaoming?There is no need for future troubles, right?But Si Qiyuan's expression was as calm as ever, as if it didn't matter if he killed a few people.

"Zuzu, you are indeed my opponent. I appreciate your actions." Fei Minglu put his arms around his arms and said with great interest, "Your boss is not bad at all when he is ruthless."

Si Qiyuan turned to him and said, "It's really strange that such words can come from the mouth of King Luoao."

Fei Minglu spread his hands, "Why is it so strange? The population of Loo is getting smaller and smaller, and I haven't killed people for a long time."

Ding Xu: "Fat to be slaughtered?"

Fei Minglu: "..."

The final result of the discussion is that the person will not be let go for the time being, and everything will be decided by His Majesty.

After leaving the prison, everyone parted ways without saying much.

Fei Minglu and Wuming returned to their residence and asked, "Did you notice anything unusual about Ding Xu?"

Wuming took off the veil, revealing a very ordinary face, "I can't read it."

"What do you mean?"

Wuming said: "He recited at least a hundred kinds of food silently along the way."

Fei Minglu: "..."

"If the time can stay longer, I don't believe he can do it all the time."

"No," Fei Minglu sighed softly, "The sooner we leave, the better. It's not just that Si Luan doesn't want to let you go, Luo Ao has too many things to do."

Wuming said blankly, "Thank you, Wang, for saving me."

"I'm worried about you. Fortunately, I arrived in time. Si Qiyuan should have found you a long time ago." Fei Minglu smiled lightly, as if he was relieved. He reached out to touch Wuming's face, but was caught by the other side Blocked, he continued to move forward in astonishment and annoyance.

"King, I know what you think, so I still hope you..."

Fei Minglu said unhappily, "You know what I'm thinking, why are you still resisting?"

"It's because I know what you think."

"I don't see the difference in what you're saying."

Wuming raised his head and looked at him, with only peace in his eyes: "I'm from Da Si."

Fei Minglu sneered, and his hair fell to his forehead, covering Amber's eyes and most of his murderous intent, "One day I will kill this boss."