Reincarnated wives please stop pestering me

But Song Junjie didn't.

When those 'shrimp soldiers and crab generals' on the scene, those 'lao la' who are usually enough to watch, but can only serve as cannon fodder at this time, were quickly eliminated by Xia Chen.

Xia Chen looked at himself, and he walked towards himself under the ferris wheel.

"I know you still have cards, so hurry up and go together. Those who have reached a cooperation with you, don't want to be the role of the mastermind behind the scenes. Today, no one will be spared.

So, let me be a little happier. "

Song Junjie gritted his teeth and showed a sinister smile.

"Happier? I can make your death easier!"

Song Junjie's voice fell.

The whole playground seemed to resonate.

Xia Chen heard noises from all directions.

It was originally an abandoned playground, and in a playground where there should be no power facilities, all the lights suddenly flickered on and off.

It's like a must-have scene in a horror movie.

It is always a harbinger before the appearance of evil spirits.

Xia Chen looked up thoughtfully.

The moon in the sky turned scarlet.

The entire sky, which should be pitch black, now presents a dark red color that has frozen blood.

It's like entering a dream, it shouldn't be a scene that can appear in this world.

It can even make people wonder for a moment whether they were pulled into some illusion at a certain moment, so everything that happened now is not real at all.

Xia Chen didn't have such doubts, he believed in his true feelings.

Close your eyes and open them.

Even at this moment, the world has undergone earth-shaking changes, and he is convinced that the place where he is is the place where he really exists.

So the young man who was in the real world soon felt something, something was about to move in the depths of those dark red clouds.

There was something spying on him in the depths, that kind of malice that was far away and touched his soul, which made Xia Chen feel a little familiar.

He seems to understand that there are some clues that seem to be connected in series.

"Hiss... um..."

Whispers began to ring in his ears.

Xia Chen felt that she was gradually surrounded by distant and ancient malice.

What powerful and hidden force is gradually pulling away from my body and spirit.

And Xia Chen kept his posture, staring at the scarlet and cruel night sky.

Until--"Hiss!"

A whisper of altered mood.

- A red lightning bolt struck Xia Chen directly, as if Xia Chen had become a lightning rod and the best target at this time.

The red lightning seemed to have been ready for a long time, and it fell at this moment.

The clouds were torn apart, the air was torn apart.

Looking through the high-rise buildings, you can accurately fall into the crowd of mortals.

It just couldn't be more accurate and came towards the top of Xia Chen's head.

"boom!!!"

Whispering whispers, lingering thunder and lightning, sharp impacts.

Lin Cheng was speechless, she had no doubt that if someone was struck by such lightning, it would not be as simple as being burned, he...Will be penetrated directly!

The thunder and lightning landed on Xia Chen accurately, without any accidents.

This is not enough.

It smelled like something was burnt, crawling along the ground with the remnants of the red lightning, like wriggling worms.

Radiates in all directions, and then disappears invisible.

And at the center of these, the young man standing upright, has not changed in any way.

Except that the white clothes on his body instantly turned bright red.

As if stained with blood.

His eyes were deep and his expression was calm.

It seemed that the red lightning baptized on him just now was just a special effect.

Is it a special effect?Or just a vain illusion?

When Lin Cheng couldn't figure it out.

"hiss!"

"hiss!"

"hiss!"

"hiss!!"

The scarlet night sky is getting more and more red.

Dozens of thunderbolts rushed out from the clouds, but they all tacitly went towards the young man in red on the ground!

34 Sorry, I am not

Summer morning is like a lonely sail in the sea.

It is the nightingale standing on a lonely branch on a stormy night.

It's obviously small, but it has an astonishing, tenacious vitality that people can't look at.

He is obviously very indifferent, but he can see the most thorough confrontation from him.

It was as if he was fighting against everything in front of him all the time.

- A thunderbolt may be understood as a split, but these dozens of red lightnings came quickly.

It has a purpose and ferocity different from normal lightning.

It is simply not something that normal supernatural beings can create momentum, nor is it something that any supernatural beings can resist bluntly.

But unfortunately, Xia Chen just (':some! "Lu!;,,;thorn! Hedgehog! 'cat',: pineapple; bag',! crowd.'chip; group!.7.3"8;8.6': 2?0"2!4":③;?Eight!⑧??Six"?②?"Zero.Two:④";

!) did.

This seemingly simple boy seemed to have completely revealed his strength at this moment.

The scarlet moon became the backdrop.

The scarlet night sky became a curtain.

The scarlet lightning became a chasing light.

Everything is just for the most steadfast figure standing there.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Lin Cheng watched in horror as the streaks of red lightning washed Xia Chen's body, flowing from her hair to her toes.

Then spread along the floor, and finally disappear.

It makes people feel that this is not lightning, but some living maggot with bones.

Maybe no one can notice, maybe only Xia Chen's calmness can be noticed at this time.

But in fact, the floor tiles under Xia Chen's feet had long been broken, and a deep pit even appeared, and the pit was getting bigger and bigger.

When the last red lightning fell.

Xia Chen made an action that ordinary people couldn't understand and dared not try to imitate.

He actually stretched out his hand, and stretched out his hand towards the split red lightning.

Lightning will not show mercy, nor will he try to understand the boy's actions.

It is nothing more than unswervingly accomplishing its goals.

"boom!"

Instant contact, instant brilliance.

Red lightning lingered in Xia Chen's palm.

That's right, the lightning neither disappeared nor penetrated Xia Chen's palm, but was held in Xia Chen's palm.

This scene is like the scene of Zeus in ancient Greek mythology holding the thunder and lightning in the sky.

It's just that it was replaced by Xia Chen this time, and Xia Chen didn't have white hair or beard.

He didn't even have an old and majestic face, he was just a handsome young man.

But holding a red lightning bolt.

Watching carefully, the piercing sound kept happening in his palm.

It was as if a naughty little animal was about to escape from Xia Chen's grasp.

Xia Chen looked carefully, and then looked into the scarlet clouds in the sky.

He made another incomprehensible action. At least after this action, everyone has begun to completely doubt everything they are facing.

He may not be in the hallucination, but he himself is in the hallucination.

Because Xia Chen's knees slightly bent.

Then 'whoosh'!

It's such a smooth sound.

The boy holding the red lightning jumped into the sky.

Of course, it cannot be described as flying to the sky, because the word flying seems too elegant, too simple, and too soft.

And Xia Chen was like an arrow from the string, but it was shot from the ground to the clouds.

And there is no ejection device on the ground, and it is Xia Chen himself who controls all of this.

He leapt into the sky.

It's like the kind of interstellar transition described in science fiction novels. Maybe there are not many things in common, but one is enough.

The one thing in common is that ordinary people cannot understand how this is done.

Xia Chen's speed is very fast, he holds the red lightning, and each scene is like a movie played backwards.

Violates all laws of physics.

As if even theology couldn't explain his actions.