Chapter 365 I Know

"Yeah?"

The moment the voice sounded.

Lao Hong's spirit suddenly lifted.

...an unfamiliar voice.

Although he didn't know who it was, these almost tit-for-tat words ignited some hope in his heart.

Although there is little hope.

But what if it’s reinforcements?

While he was thinking, he forced himself to raise his head and look in the direction from which the sound came.

Then, he was stunned.

He even temporarily forgot about the pain of broken stones in his chest.

Although it was a little blurry, he saw a young man standing not far away.

His expression was calm, but the aura he exuded was sharp, as if it could stab someone. He was holding an ancient long sword in his hand.

The long sword trembled slightly, as if it was excited.

Although I have never seen him in real life, there is no doubt that Lao Hong knows this man.

……but why? Why is he here?

He was stunned.

other side.

When the fallen angel heard the voice, he suddenly felt a powerful aura coming towards him. He slowly turned around and looked at the young man who had appeared not far away. The chaotic evil aura on his body instantly increased and he made a confused sound. :"oh?"

"Do you really think that's self-righteous?"

Chen Lusi walked forward slowly and asked: "Devotion is useless. He is just to satisfy himself. What he did is stupid and self-righteous. Do you really think so?"

"...Chen Lusi!? Why are you here?"

Since Chen Lusi appeared, Lamar Ahiti, like Lao Hong, was stunned on the spot.

Of course he knew Chen Lusi.

As the high-level combat force of Tiance Mansion that caused great trouble to the Roman Catholic Church some time ago.

His photo has long been circulated within the church.

And he didn't expect... to see him on the Goryeo tributary.

Until then I heard Chen Lusi ask again.

He suddenly reacted, activated his authority instantly, and issued a question.

"Chen Lusi?"

When the fallen angel heard the name, he looked at Chen Lusi with an interesting expression on his face: "Is this the person the original owner of this body was afraid of? That sturdy rat just now? Let me see..."

As he spoke, he looked at Chen Lusi's face.

But the expected voice didn't come, and the tried-and-true insight just now failed.

All that came was nothingness.

At this moment, it was even impossible to tell whether it was a failure or whether the other party was distracted.

The fallen angel was stunned when faced with this situation.

Chen Lusi took a step forward again, seemingly unaware of what the other party had done, but asked for the third time: "I ask, do you really think that the contribution our Tiance Mansion intelligence officers just made was self-righteous?"

"..."

The fallen angel came back to his senses, and the interest on his face became more intense. He looked up and down. Chen Lusi, who was still a mystery to him at the moment, said: "Yes, I think so, and I don't need to think so. The answer will be waiting for you." Will it be revealed soon?”

Say it.

He looked towards the location where Tu Shuo had just been teleported away.

"Chen Tiance! Tu Suo! A Holy Coffin Knight is chasing him!"

other side.

As Chen Lusi approached, Lao Hong's disbelief gradually turned into surprise. A surge of strength suddenly emerged from his weak body. He immediately said loudly: "This is a fallen angel! The body of Park Haoyou, the former leader of the Mugung Protestant Church, is The container is coming! He has Park Haoyou’s memory! Be careful!

"While I don't mind what you say... I really hate this scenario."

The fallen angel looked at Lao Hong who suddenly became excited and had a surprised expression on his face, shook his head, and then said with a chaotic evil smile on his face: "However, you made me think of a good way to play.

About the choices of human nature, about the ancient gameplay of choosing which companion to save.

Is this a body that scares people? Are these skinny mice a different kind of god? That would probably make it more fun to play. "

The words just fell.

The fallen angel leaned forward and suddenly appeared in front of Lao Hong, showing him a malicious smile and raising his right hand.

brush--

The nails suddenly came out and stabbed straight towards Lao Hong's temple.

Lao Hong's pupils shrank.

The only thought left is.

This kind of devil who can play with people's hearts is indeed——

Think of this.

His thoughts stopped short.

Not only his thoughts, but also the mist floating around him suddenly stopped.

The flesh and blood of Chen Lusi's right hand kept twisting and deforming, turning into a sharp blade for a while, and then returning to normal.

And the next second.

He clenched his fist suddenly, and his figure disappeared instantly.

same moment.

A few kilometers away.

Tu Shuo's figure appeared again.

He's still fine.

But this time, Lao Hong did not appear beside him.

When he found that Lao Hong didn't show up, his blood instantly rushed to his head, and he turned around to go back.

But just turned around.

A man with a dull look and a tower-like appearance appeared in front of him.

"You can't escape."

Arakul Tuke said with a calm expression: "In order to avoid the pain of flesh and blood, please come with me."

Tu Suo looked up at the iron-tower-like Araql Tuke, and a look of despair instantly appeared on his face.

A Coffin Knight...

but.

As soon as the desperate expression appeared on his face, he noticed that the expression of Alakel Tuke in front of him also changed.

He turned around suddenly with pain and shock.

And he just turned around.

Swish——

A strong wind suddenly hit.

As the black mist escaped.

The strong wind blew up the hair on Tu Shou's forehead.

Then.

Tu Shou found.

That Alaquel Tuk, the Knight of the Holy Coffin, disappeared.

The last moment.

Tu Shou only saw a bunch of ponytail.

Then, the figure in front of him disappeared.

The Knight of the Holy Ark disappeared.

Even the black mist around him disappeared.

Because the opponent's speed was too fast, the manic spirit squeezed the surrounding mist, and even caused a vacuum area around Tu Shou.

"..."

Tu Shou stared at this scene in amazement... recalling the ponytail he saw in the last moment.

In an instant, he remembered someone.

He took a few steps back, and then fell to the ground, his face turned pale because of fear.

Then, it turned red because of excitement.

On the other side.

Tick-tock——

A certain moment.

The fallen angel who was paused in place seemed to hear the sound of the pendulum swinging.

He realized that something was wrong, and his brown pupils split instantly, becoming two pupils that blended together and slowly moved to the side.

Then.

The next second.

He returned to normal, and the evil aura on his body surged again. His right hand, which was paused in the air, continued to move forward with a sound of breaking through the air, and his sharp nails pierced Lao Hong's temple again.

Lao Hong's still pupils also changed again. Seeing the other party's hand swinging towards his temple, his pupils quickly shrank into a point.

And at the critical moment.

He suddenly saw a silver line flashing in front of his eyes.

Then.

The right arm of the fallen angel suddenly stopped, and then... fell directly to the ground.

Bang——

A light sound.

The fallen angel kept his body leaning forward, but his arm disappeared, leaving only a smooth mirror-like cut.

I don't know if it's because of the demon's special body structure or because it was cut off too quickly.

Even the blood didn't spurt out.

The fallen archangel showed a puzzled expression, looked at the wound on his right arm, and then looked forward.

Lao Hong was also stunned, and looked forward at the same time.

Chen Lusi stood in front of him, holding a knife, slightly sideways, with a calm expression, his right arm hanging naturally, and the tip of the Taia knife he was holding was slowly dripping with smelly blood.

And in his other hand, he was grabbing Alakel Tuk's hair, dragging him like a dead dog.

His face was full of pain... That was the side effect of his authority and ability warning, and that was the pain of his soul being whipped.

The unbearable pain made him crazy, lost his mind, and struggled constantly.

But no matter how he struggled, Chen Lusi still held his hair tightly.

"I don't like playing your game."

Chen Lusi looked at the puzzled fallen angel and said calmly: "If you really want to play, I am not interested in the ancient gameplay you proposed. Let me propose a gameplay-this gameplay is called guessing the death date. Guess how many minutes I can chop off your head."

"..."

In a dead silence.

Lamar Aihaiti looked at the fallen angel's right arm that fell to the ground, and then looked at the Alaker Tuk that Chen Lusi was dragging on his left hand. He opened his mouth, widened his eyes, and his pupils were shaking.

...What happened?

How did he do it?

Why! ?

Why did Alaker Tuk appear here? ? ?

How long has it been?

One second?

Two seconds?

Why on earth! ! ? What on earth happened! ! ! ?

On the other side.

Lao Hong also looked at the fallen angel's right arm that fell to the ground, and the Alaker Tuk that Chen Lusi was dragging on his left hand, and the whole person was a little stunned.

He looked at Chen Lusi's broad back.

The back facing him was out of tune with the dead silence around him, like a volcano about to erupt, full of vitality.

I always feel that there is an indescribable taste.

...As if he were a god.

Lao Hong looked a little fascinated.

He didn't know how Chen Lusi did it.

But at this moment, he completely understood Tu Shou's thoughts and understood what his fanatical worship was all about.

At the same time.

He really felt that it was worth it.

Not only did he just see the plot in the TV series.

At this moment, he also saw the plot in the hot-blooded comics.

Choice?

What choice?

We Tiance Mansion's Tiance will solve it together! ! !

...

"Not bad."

Handan.

The First Emperor was walking back.

Halfway.

He suddenly stopped, and then gave his own evaluation as if he was evaluating something: "It doesn't count as burying Tai'a."

Some people around heard it and looked at him strangely.

But no one bothered him.

And the First Emperor quickly returned to normal and continued to walk forward.

Soon.

He returned to the small noodle shop again.

It was already evening at this moment.

Although it was not the evening rush hour.

But there were at least more customers than the awkward time of four o'clock in the afternoon.

So the kind proprietress was a little busy and didn't notice that Ying Zheng came to eat noodles at night.

However,

His son, the little boy, saw it.

After Ying Zheng sat down, he came over and greeted him in surprise: "Uncle..."

"Give me a bowl of noodles."

Ying Zheng didn't wait for him to continue and interrupted directly: "It's exactly the same as before."

The little boy was a little strange, but he didn't ask any more questions and went directly to tell his mother.

Ying Zheng waited patiently, not only for the face, but also for the arrival of the enemy.

And this time.

The noodles were served a little late.

About ten minutes.

The little boy appeared in front of Ying Zheng with a straight face.

He put his face on Ying Zheng's table and finally asked the question he was interested in: "Is uncle hungry tonight?"

"..."

This time, Ying Zheng did not move his chopsticks in a hurry. Instead, he turned to look at the little boy and replied calmly: "No, I'm just a little reluctant. The world has changed a lot, and there are still many things I haven't seen yet.

I don’t even know why you can make food so delicious, but time is too late. Those things that are too late to see and those that are too late to understand can only be given up.

But before that, I want to feel the smoke of fireworks again, feel the smoke of fireworks again as a human being, and eat some delicious food. "

"..."

The little boy grimaced.

What this uncle said was as difficult to understand as ever.

He couldn't understand.

When Ying Zheng saw the little boy's expression, he didn't look away like before, and suddenly smiled softly.

"..."

It was the first time that the little boy saw this uncle smiling. He was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly reacted and became even bolder. He said happily: "Uncle, what you said last time was in vain. I know who it is! He is a Great General! Great General during the Warring States Period!”

"Um."

Hearing this, Ying Zheng slowly put away his smile and nodded. Then he looked at the innocent little boy who lost his father and was dependent on his mother, and asked, "Have you studied history?"

"...No, I asked my mother."

The little boy was a little shy: "She said I couldn't read those history books. She told me directly."

"Well...that's okay too."

When Ying Zheng heard this, he seemed to recall a slightly distant memory, and his face was a little dazed.

Many things at that time seemed to have been told to him by his not-quite-competent mother.

but.

The trance goes as quickly as it comes.

soon.

Ying Zheng came back to his senses, looked at the little boy again, and suddenly said: "Then do you know who Ying Zheng is? If you don't know, you can go and take a look..."

But he wasn't done yet.

The little boy rushed to answer: "I know this! You don't need to read the history books for this! Ying Zheng is Qin Shihuang! The only emperor through the ages!"

"..."

Ying Zheng's expression remained calm, he just looked at the little boy who was as tall as the table, remained silent for a moment, and nodded: "Yes."

"Everyone knows this! Who doesn't know Qin Shihuang!"

The little boy added: "This is too simple. Uncle can ask something more difficult next time!"

Ying Zheng nodded again: "Yes."

"Then uncle, let's eat."

The little boy vaguely seemed to hear his mother's call and turned around. At the same time, he did not forget to warn: "Next time, remember to ask someone more difficult."

Say it.

He hurried to the kitchen.

Ying Zheng watched him leave, then looked at the other guests.

The other guests seemed to have heard the conversation between the two and smiled softly.

But there was no malice, it was just fun.

Someone laughed and complained: "Who doesn't know about the First Emperor?"

Ying Zheng heard it.

Nothing was said.

He just glanced at the face in front of him.

The noodle soup reflected his face and the slight smile in his eyes.

Then, the next second.

His figure disappeared...and appeared on the high seas.