Reincarnated wives please stop pestering me

"Is that so..."

Xia Chen seemed to understand something.

It seems that the other party wants to face himself at this time, but it's okay.

Xia Chen is not the kind of character who has to wait for the opponent to finish all the forward moves of the big move, and then think about going up to fight with the opponent's hero like a hero, so seeing that the opponent has already shown signs of being strong

Time.

Xia Chen is ready for the next step.

Pulling out the sword, he cut open the palm of his hand.

When the blood filled the air, the restless evil in the entire palace seemed to feel something, and it became strangely quiet.

But Xia Chen didn't stop his actions.

The bloody palm reached out to the monster that was about to emerge from the red dragon's body.

Xia Chen pressed it.

"hiss……"

"hiss……!"

"Hiss...!" He whispered violently.

It seemed to be evilly cursing this peaceful young man.

Xia Chen smiled.

"Sorry, this world doesn't need an existence like you. Where did you come from, where do you go back."

Hysterical raving.

In the end, he resisted stubbornly, but in the end he couldn't break free from Xia Chen's bloody palm.

The palace suddenly collapsed.

The scarlet moonlight in the sky completely disappeared.

When Xia Chen fell from the clouds, he could clearly see that all the lights in Zhijiang City were extinguished.

Seems like a power outage.

"boom!"

When Xia Chen landed on the ground accurately, he could see Lin Cheng at the door waving at him from one side of his head, and Xia Chen also waved.

Lin Cheng, who was relieved, shouted.

"No signal!"

Xia Chen nodded.

"I know, it seems that the whole Zhijiang has a power outage, and there is a problem."

"what is the problem?!"

"nothing."

Xia Chen didn't care about Lin Cheng over there.

Instead, he looked at Song Junjie, whose expression was getting worse and worse under the Ferris wheel again, thinking that the other party had already seen how strength was defined.

"Sometimes it doesn't make any difference to me if there are more or less people, so if you still have cards, use them at this time. It's already so late, it's time to go back to sleep."

Facing Xia Chen's casual attitude.

Song Junjie didn't want to admit the disappointment and despair that had permeated him.

He didn't expect that those people who kept saying that Xia Chen couldn't fly with his wings died one by one in places he couldn't even see.

The current situation seems to be irrevocable, if I say that I am actually joking...The other side won't accept it either?

There is no way...there is only one last way.

The wind blew the hair of the boy in front of him.

Under the night sky, Zhijiang has completely become a lonely city.

If there is an aerial picture now, it can be clearly seen that the Zhijiang City plate at this moment is completely dark, without any light.

Of course, those departments with their own generators are another matter.

"Xia Chen...you forced me!"

The crazy Song Junjie was completely desperate, and it seemed that his small universe was going to explode at this time.

Xia Chen's eyes were just indifferent.

Some even don't understand.

"Hurry up, I'm really impatient, what's wrong with me forcing you? Do you have to let me poke your head? Do you want to change shape, change shape, or change your gender? Hurry up."

Xia Chen was really impatient.

And Xia Chen, who seemed to be looking for a hammer, also ushered in Song Junjie's last card.

He seemed to see only a white mist in front of his eyes.

I don't know where it came from, and I don't know when it appeared.

Suddenly it pervaded the surrounding area, surrounding Xia Chen.

Xia Chen couldn't see anything clearly.

So he took a step and walked towards a certain direction in the mist.

The mist did no real damage, nor was it toxic. At least Xia Chen would not be affected by the poisonous gas.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the fog gradually became thinner.

He finally saw a glimmer of light revealed in the mist.

Eh? The electricity is out in Naoe right now, where is the light coming from?

When he dispelled the last fog and came out.

What you see are medieval-style streets and roads.

And the sky was filled with a layer of fog.

There is a clock tower in the distance, and nearby are shops with closed doors with English posters.

A newspaper was floating in the air, and Xia Chen reached out to hold it.

He looked at it, and saw it read: A middle-aged prostitute was found dead in a church in the East End, with 39 knives, nine of which were cut through the throat --- August 1888, [-] day

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36 Reincarnation of fate──

It's just a newspaper.

Just a newspaper.

The mottled traces, as well as the printed layout that seemed to have strong historical traces, made Xia Chen realize something.

This is probably called a fantasy.

The white mist blowing towards his face drew him to another world, or another picture.

Xia Chen never said that he would not eat this kind of thing, it's just that any illusion has no means of harming him.

It’s just that this newspaper seems to reveal a distant era. Looking at the traces of the surrounding buildings, it is not in the so-called Middle Ages. It’s just that the gloom at the beginning gave people an illusion.

It was so dark because of the heavy fog in the sky.

The eaves are dripping with water, and huge mice are looking for food at the water pipes. There are vague figures on the street. They seem to be blocked by thick fog, but they can be seen vaguely.

This is a city with a strong industrial flavor.

So in this city of this era, what kind of trauma does this illusion want to bring to itself?

"boom!"

There was movement not far away, in a place similar to a market nearby.

Xia Chen walked over.

All I could see was a blurry pool of dark liquid on the ground, like blood, and the blurred figures on the ground had long since lost their vitality.

At this time, another newspaper floated from the sky.

It clearly read: "August 31, at three o'clock in the morning. Another prostitute died in the stocking area near Whitechapel. She suffered a stab wound to her neck, her abdomen was cut open, and her intestines were dragged out."

Also attached is a blurry, no mosaic, but evil and bloody photo can be seen in it.

It is simply a kind of violent mental pollution.

Xia Chen had almost guessed what kind of situation he was in, the only thing he didn't understand was probably why the perpetrator dragged himself into such an illusion.

What happened next was repeated several times.

There were probably strange noises coming from different directions.

Probably different women died in different places, showing cruel scenes, and then left a newspaper telling the tragedy of each other's death.

Until a slow tram stopped at Xia Chen's feet.

Holding a newspaper, Xia Chen followed from a group of blurred figures, and got on the tram that didn't know where it was going.

The decoration of the tram is very old, and the decoration inside can be said to be rusty and has a mixed taste.

It seems that people from all walks of life gather here.

The smell of perfume, alcohol, and even the smell of dirty sewers all filled together.

Xia Chen stood near the door, not because he found something wrong and ran away immediately, but to see if there was any strange object coming up, so that he could react immediately.

Because I don't want to waste time.

The tram started slowly and passed many places, but after getting on the car, Xia Chen found that everything seemed unreal when viewed from the inside of the car, as if it was covered by the thick fog.

Until a certain station, the tram slowly stopped.

The car door opened, and a man in a black coat and a certain black hat came up.

It's strange that Xia Chen, who sees others in a blur, now sees this pale, thin and hunchbacked man very clearly.

And his left hand was always in the pocket of the black coat, as if there was some secret hidden in it and he was reluctant to take it out.

Xia Chen just looked at the other party like this, but the other party didn't seem to notice Xia Chen's existence at all, and kept staring at a certain position in the car, and there was a vague figure in this position, from the size and

Judging by the length of the hair, it is probably a woman.

The tram stopped again, the vague woman got up and got off, and the man in black followed quickly, and Xia Chen also followed.

The three of them kept some distance, and followed the woman at the front into an unknown direction.

Until the woman walked into a church, Xia Chen standing at the door watched the hunchbacked man rush towards the woman like a cheetah.

Then he took out a shiny knife from his pocket.

What followed was the flow of blood and the woman's screams.

Xia Chen didn't step forward to stop it, because he knew that this had already happened, and he didn't need to change the trend of history at all, and he couldn't change it, it was just an environment.

until the slaughter is over.

Xia Chen watched the man whose real identity should be called the Ripper cut open the opponent's stomach, pulled out the intestines, and then showed a satisfied and morbid smile.

Xia Chen stepped forward.