Pretty State Preceptor Saves the Planet

Xie Huaian felt a chill.

The system sounded a high-frequency beep: "Alarm, alarm! The Anli Xingzi tablet was detected within 20 meters in front of you, and it has mutated."

"Total, this is not quite right..." Xie Huai'an said to the system, "If something goes wrong, you can protect one of them."

The heavenly master poked his little finger into his chest, pulled out the bones, and bloody took out his heart: "Good boy, our family has taken out the heart, come here and get some."

The heart was alive and still beating, with the ominous light of bloodstone shining from within.

The brand mark on Xie Huai'an's right hand tingled.

Lines of blood spread from One Eye, forming radial lines on his arm.The blood line was deep enough to see the bones, and the blood gushed out, soaked the sleeves of the robe, dripped on the bluestone road, and was washed away by the rain in the next second.

"Your perfect sacrifice... pure white, beautiful, and possessing divine power..."

Childlike laughter sounded.The figure of the Celestial Master in the blue eunuch uniform was distorted and blurred, as if he was right in front of him, and he seemed to be everywhere.

"Don't worry... Isn't this coming?" Xie Huai'an said.

Xie Huai'an held the oil-paper umbrella with his left hand, his right hand naturally hung down, and approached the Heavenly Master step by step like offering sacrifices.

Cold, extremely cold.

The blood was draining and the sting was numb.

With a smile on the corner of Xie Huaian's lips, he drove his limp and heavy legs forward, and couldn't help thinking of Hong Yao.

Compared to this disgusting pain, the equally terrifying Hong Yao was like a big black cat.

Threatening him, protecting him, stretching out sharp claws to massage him, the true energy that can kill him comfortably heals his wounds...bringing numb trembling, never pain.

As soon as he left Hong Yao for a second, he wished he could throw everything away and wrap himself in a soft blanket, leaning against the warm chest of the young emperor.

"Yes, yes, come here, good boy." Tianshi's body gradually swelled, and his voice was still as thin as a child's.

"Our family is very kind. We are not going to turn you into a living corpse. You should peel off the skin and put it on the face of the most beautiful Son of God..."

Xie Huai'an took a breath.

The body of the celestial master is several times taller, like a two-story building.

Countless indescribable things surged from the swollen thighs, and broken bodies of different lengths emerged from the upper arms and forearms.The owners of these bodies seemed to be still conscious, struggling and crying silently on the Celestial Master.

Countless blood-red rays of light rushed out from the heart held by Tianshi and hit Xie Huai'an.

Xie Huai'an had a faint white glow all over his body, which was faint but extremely strong.

The color of blood collided with the white light and disappeared.

"Li Tianshi, you are disgusting." Xie Huai'an said as calmly as possible with a hoarse voice.

"Is this the true meaning you've realized? It's a pity, it's still a bit inferior to the Son of God."

The closer to Tianshi, the stronger the wind.

The white gauze on Xie Huaian's face was almost blown away.

He didn't have the strength to hold the umbrella, so he let go, and the oil-paper umbrella was torn apart by the wind.

There was a strong wind and heavy rain.Lightning flashes illuminate the dark sky.

Tianshi's facial features gradually collapsed and degenerated, hidden in the flesh, his whole body swelled, unspeakable things surged, the old merged, and the new sprouted.

"Good boy... good boy... our family accepts your skin and flesh..."

The Celestial Master turned into an uneven blood cell, which flooded the street in front of Fenxianglou in an instant.

With the giant bloody ball appearing in the world, the sound of laughter, whimpering, and wailing sounded in the dark day, piercing into the depths of people's spirits.

Xie Huai'an's body tensed up, his eyes widened, and he lost consciousness amidst the stinging pain.

The blood cells devoured everything and disappeared suddenly.

The streets are in a mess, with scattered organs everywhere.

The kneeling envoys and the horses pulling the carts were nothing but skeletons, which were shattered into powder when they were touched.

Hong Yao tore off the black mask and rushed out of the gate of Fenxiang Tower, and ran to the place where Xie Huai'an had been standing in a flash.

Where will there be people.

Hong Yao didn't waste time, kicked his feet, moved his body lightly and took advantage of his strength to step on the roof of the building, stepping on the heavy eaves and rushing to the altar in the rain.

Just now, blood cells surged in overwhelming force, and there was nowhere to hide.Hong Yao was blind and deaf for a moment, and countless small cuts appeared all over his body, and his clothes were drenched in an instant, turning into a bloody man.

When he came back to his senses, he saw a very faint white light glowing on his body, like the wings of a bird, warm and capable of flying into the sky.

White light kept him alive.

Hong Yao ran, constantly recalling the white light and the terrifying form of the Celestial Master.

For hundreds of years, the Celestial Master has never shown this side.Everyone thought that the enemy was a person who still maintained his humanity, but no one thought that it would be a monster.

Sir, what's the matter, sir... He was so timid that he panicked when he heard the guards around him.

He is so afraid of pain and suffering, he doesn't like to drink the medicinal diet without sweetness, and when he has a fever, he speaks soft words with tears in his eyes.

When facing that disgusting monster and being swallowed by blood cells, will this layer of white light protect him from harm?

Did he... anticipate all this?Until the last night, you pretended nothing happened and slept peacefully?

When you have a minor illness, you are so noisy that you can't sleep, and when you encounter a major event, you don't say anything!

The earth fell into darkness.

The house was submerged in the torrential rain, and the bloody giant ball flashed twice in the air, and finally appeared on the altar.

The holy altar is a round altar with nine towering white jade pillars. Countless thick chains are wrapped around the pillars to lock the huge holy stone in the center of the altar.

The holy stone is in the shape of a rhombus, and it seems that it can be toppled at any time, but it maintains a delicate balance, and the blood-colored brilliance on the surface is just like its substance.

A beam of light condensed on the holy stone, and the beam of light mixed with blood cells, piercing through the thick black cloud.

Guards wearing hideous golden masks stood densely under the altar.

The vultures in the Yong'an Palace were attracted by the smell of corpses, braving the rain and hovering over the guards.

The strong rotten smell is almost suffocating.

Hong Yao covered his mouth and nose.

He wanted to rush past the guards and penetrate deep into the blood cell to find Xie Huai'an.

But as Xie Huaian said, ordinary people are helpless before the unknown and weird, and reckless stepping forward will add unnecessary burden to Xie Huaian.

Hong Yao was lying on the roof closest to the altar, trying his best to look at the blood cell through the rain curtain, his eyes were tearing apart.

It's raining harder.

I don't know if the solar eclipse has finally begun, or if the dark clouds have completely covered the bloody sun.

You can't see your fingers in the whole Zhaoge City, only the altar and the blood cells above the altar emit a strange red light.

On the outskirts of Zhaoge City, outside several hidden houses.

The soldiers of Youyun Castle gathered in the wind and rain, relying on the blood-red beam of light to identify their position.

The wind whimpered, the dwarf trees in the forest were uprooted, and sand and stones flew randomly.Through the rain, giant blood cells could be seen appearing in the direction of the altar, and the beam of light suddenly expanded.

Someone couldn't help spitting, and said loudly: "Damn it, what is that!?"

Zhong Zhen roared, letting his voice penetrate the strong wind: "Go, leave it alone! Our enemy is the Holy Tower, all living private soldiers!"

Divide the soldiers into several groups and walk quickly in the dark.The horse can no longer be ridden, and at this time it can only rely on walking.

An elderly soldier looked at the blood ball from a distance, ran forward and shouted to Zhong Zhen in a deep voice: "Master Zhong, think twice! Youyun Castle has not been moved for a hundred years, and has never really given allegiance to anyone since Emperor Yongxing. Emperor Shuntian is not thinking. Test, what if you are afraid that I will catch them all in one go?"

Zhong Zhen wiped the rain from his eyelids: "Uncle Zhong? It's raining too much, I can't hear clearly—"

The soldier called Uncle Zhong said loudly: "You son of a bitch! I stopped you when you sent troops to the south, and the order given by His Majesty was "The Heavenly Master is killed, and the aftermath is cleared up." Look at that big blood cell, this is not the Heavenly Master's death! ?This is for everyone to die together! "

After Uncle Zhong finished speaking, seeing Zhong Zhen walking forward silently, he raised his hand high and stopped at the front of the line: "The Celestial Master will be resurrected infinitely, the army of the living dead will sweep everything, and the elite disciples of Youyun Castle are about to confess... In Zhaoge. If you take another step, you will kill me! My death is a small matter, and I am ashamed of the old castle master and the old general of Zhenbei!"

"Hey, old man!" Zhong Zhen wrinkled his nose and said loudly towards the team.

"Brothers, listen! Lao Tzu's token was given to a real god, and now Lao Tzu's god is back! It's in the blood ball! I have been a turtle in the castle for 100 years, whoever wants to be a turtle can continue to be, and those who are willing to follow I'm going, ambush according to the original plan!"

"Hurry up, you won't be able to run." A young soldier urged.

Without hesitation, they trotted in line with their heads buried in the dark Zhaoge.

Someone turned around and said with a smile: "Uncle, you go back! I can't help it! Even if you fail, you have to beat a few living dead before you die! Let the new people hide in the castle for another 100 years!"

Uncle Zhong let out a roar, joined the team, and rushed forward.

Dajing is far away from a county in Zhaoge.

It was getting dark, and in a simple cave, there was an unknown disciple of Xuanji Pavilion guarding in front of a giant wooden bird two people tall, looking up at the sky.

"A-mei, the Tengu is about to eclipse the sun, will it really clear up?"

His voice was as clear as a stream, talking to himself, touching the wooden doll with two braids carved out of his waist.

No one answered his words.

"The pavilion master said that after dawn, the color of blood will fade away, and the disciples from all over the world will release this wooden bird when they see the color of the sky change. At that time, the Feiluan Guard may make the streets full of blood. I am a little afraid, you will be here Are you with me?"

He pinched the mechanism on the back of the wooden doll's neck, making the puppet pull out a smiling face.

"I knew you were here. Brother is watching over you, brother is showing you the dawn..."

"The few little poems of my grandfather's collection in our family have already been placed in the Cave of Thousand Steles. Don't be afraid to lose them, don't be afraid to lose them... If you lose them, I will find someone new before I die, and let him chew up my back Next, pass on a day is a day."

"What a beautiful poem, do you remember? I'll read it to you..."

In Zhaoge City.

Countless poor people prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling against the altar under the storm.

The envoy of the holy tower tied up the people one by one with ropes, and his voice trembled: "Go, the road will not go! Go towards the blood! The holy master has escaped the shackles of the flesh and realized the power of the true god. ——This is the supreme blessing!”

A street away, Xiao Weishen pushed the widows and young children wearing black veils to hide in his hut, Feifei was on the sidelines to help.Everyone has a pale and frightened face, with drenched hair clinging to their faces, like ghosts lost in the night.

"Hide well, keep quiet." Xiao Wei listened deeply.

The voice of the messenger of the Holy Tower is approaching.

Xiao Wei straightened his clothes, rushed into the wind and rain and stopped in front of the Holy Pagoda team: "I repent, I surrender myself."

"And me!" Feifei gritted his teeth, threw off his thin arms and legs, rushed to Xiao Weishen, and cursed at the envoy.

"I'll fuck your mother's bastard! The god who put your mother's farts, tied me up! I have to open my eyes today!"

Xiao Wei frowned deeply, his lips moved silently: "vulgar..."

top of the altar.

Under the guard of a golden masked guard, the blood cells transformed by the celestial master squirmed.

It is extremely wide, like a round of bloody sun falling into the world, and also like a horrible battlefield after the war.

The people who died under the lightly raised palm of the celestial master for a hundred years are compressed in blood cells at this moment, and the damaged bodies are next to each other, and the layers are turbulent.

Through the thick blood wall, the inside of the sphere is hollow.

In the blood cell...

Countless rattan-shaped blood chains composed of indescribable things hung Xie Huai'an in the air.

A gust of bloodshot wind swirls and blows, trying to break through, disintegrate, and devour him.

Xie Huai'an's hair crown was lost, the white gauze covering his face fell apart, his black hair fell down, his clothes were torn, and every inch of his exposed skin was engraved with scars like knife cuts.

The blood line imprisoned Xie Huai'an's neck, forcing him to raise his beautiful chin; it circled his arms and chest, forming intertwined lines.

The one-eyed eyes were branded on the white backs of the hands and insteps, the blood continued to ooze, and a faint white light flashed on the wounds from time to time, which was not enough.

"Xie Huan, Xie Shijun, our family still has time to listen to your Xi Qin..."

The face of Tianshi emerged from the wall of blood, his lips opened and closed, and he smiled innocently.The shrill voice came from all directions of the blood wall with heavy echoes.

"Your temperament has changed a lot. Is this also the blessing of the true God? Where did you hear the oracle... Did a holy stone smash through your head?"

"Speak up, beautiful boy... Our family is waiting to hear you talk about the eternal life of the true God..."

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Inspired by: Chapter 27 Biying Shentan little angel's comments, thanks! =3=

"I'm really worried if the protagonist's resurrection will have any side effects, such as turning into a monster... But you can consider turning into a cute monster, such as a small group of mini monsters like slimes, which can be held in the palm of the little emperor , and pack it into a small, padded case, the kind you carry around..."

[If Line: Jelly Slime Huaian Zai Zai Zai Zai Zai Zai Zai Zai]

The system and the meteorite that hit the Celestial Master come from the same space, and the will of the host will affect the power of the meteorite.The celestial master abandoned his identity as a human and completely turned into a monster.If one day Huai'an also completely degenerates...

It will turn into a white and soft jelly cub.It is white when it is noisy, it is the blue color of Hong Yao's eyes when it is frightened, and it is a colorful transparent color when it is cranky [? 】

"Sir, don't turn into a dumpling and run away, the documents in the National Teacher's Mansion are already piled up three feet high."

The 24-year-old Jianyuan Emperor Hong Yao was carrying a soft suitcase and walking on the path of the Xindu Palace with a calm tone and a calm expression.

"Didn't the husband take over the job himself? Bo Luan shared most of it, and Pei Xiuyi also took most of it. The husband took it easy for another month, rested and ate, and Ling Ziyou said that he couldn't do this again. Going on, you still have to use your brains properly, do something serious, and benefit your body and mind."

"Wow——" Jelly Huai'an Zaizai flipped on the soft cushion, twitching and pretending to cry, while shrinking in, "I'm not ready yet, I'll rest for three more days!"

thanks:

The little angel who threw the landmine: 2 for Wuyuzi Yuqiaoyu Jiangzhu; 1 for Salted Fish An'an, Pipisan, and I'm Hungry again;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!