Chapter 246: Heart Disease Is Hard to Cure, I Am Jörmungandr

"Xia Mi, Long, lunatic, lunatic." Chen Motong's pace became faster and faster.

At this time, she "saw" the crack again, and countless eyeballs were looking directly at her through the crack.

Chen Motong slid down the stairs holding the railing. She turned back suddenly and stared at her back.

The activated profile told Chen Motong that there was a "person" standing behind her.

But the reality was that when she looked back, the "person" disappeared, as if it didn't exist at all.

Leaning against the wall, Chen Motong clenched her fists, and her eyes were particularly heavy.

The profile was activated at full power consumption. At this moment, Chen Motong seemed to have lost her mind, her eyes were turbid, and her luster was chaotic.

This meant that she began to frantically read what the "person" looking at her eyes was.

Time passed quietly and silently, and Chen Motong, whose five senses were gradually empty, appeared in front of her eyes.

This was a doctor. She was holding a bottle of... alcohol and trotted through the corridor. The air was filled with the smell of alcohol.

A master carrying water, this master is about 60 or 70 years old, male, carrying a large bucket of mineral water on his shoulders, and running up to the higher floors with sweat dripping constantly.

No, I don't want to see them.

Chen Motong emptied herself, constantly digging deep into every floor tile here, staring at the place where she felt something was wrong.

Gradually, she felt that she seemed to be standing in a black world, surrounded by chains that pierced her body.

Have I really left the cage?

This question was remembered, and the answer came to mind.

"The Chen family has just become a lobe academy." Chen Motong put his fingers on his ears and pinched the ends of his hair. There was a chill coming from all directions.

The Chen family was indeed wiped out, but this perspective has always been there, and there is no change at all!

Maybe the source of this sight is not the Chen family at all.

"Snap"

The sound of snapping fingers.

Chen Motong found a figure composed of pure light walking in front of him.

Who are you?

Just as she was about to ask this question, she got the answer to this question, and many other questions.

The light and shadow standing in front of her was God, and this was God's promised land. As for why she looked like this, it was completely the lock of character habits that she had developed since she was a child.

A baby elephant that had been chained all the time would not know how to break free from the chains, and a tiger that was kept in a cage would not understand what the words "Tiger Roaring in the Forest" meant.

Even if they had the opportunity to leave later, the chance of change was negligible.

"Make a wish, make a wish! Make a wish." Chen Motong stretched out his hand and patted his thigh.

What a ridiculous thing, dancing with shackles, she was lucky to get God's gift - to fulfill her wishes.

Wish, what a heavy word.

"Help me kill the Chen family."

"...Okay." Chen Motong snapped her index finger and saw a possibility.

The Chen family where she was born was completely wiped out.

Three days before and after, everyone, including the Chen family, died in the hands of an accident.

In this timeline, the Chen family was like all members on the death list, waiting for the god of death to harvest their heads.

Being electrocuted by the charging current, being accidentally killed by someone with a knife and fork, being killed by the aftermath of the mixed-blood war, or even choking to death because of drinking water... In short, they contributed hundreds of ways to die.

"When I choose a wish, I will always live in this fantasy." The conclusion is obvious, or a little too upright.

Chen Motong thought about the answer and gave his own answer: "The wish is good, this is what I long for.

But I refuse!"

This is not reality, it's just self-escape!

"..." Without answering, Chen Motong found that the world in front of him became "normal", the gods disappeared, and those who looked at himself could no longer feel it.

Is this the power of God?

Chen Motong guessed the answer to the question, and at the same time tried to describe the gods he saw through profiling.

"Chen Motong rejected the wish." Sitting in the office, Bai Mo watched Xia Mi leave, thinking about the meaning of Chen Motong's choice.

Like Chu Zihang, she chose to go on in reality. The so-called beauty is illusory, and only what is achieved by relying on one's own hands is the real content.

What should I say? Although it is not absolutely correct, in relative terms, this is what Bai Mo expects and has been working hard for.

"Chen Motong, Chu Zihang, and others, the answer to the question is whether 'correct' is correct or 'correct' is correct." Bai Mo pondered.

The conflict between right and right is like two swordsmen facing each other because of inevitable fate. The swords in their hands either cut off each other or are cut off by each other.

It is not just him, but also the other Bai Mo sub-bodies.

The control of the big direction and the conflict of the small direction are the problems and difficulties that need to be faced.

"And, Xia Mi." Bai Mo stood up, quickly stacked the desktop neatly, and then quickly opened the door of the office.

In a few minutes, Bai Mo arrived at the door of the rooftop, opened the door, and walked onto the rooftop.

On the rooftop, Xia Mi sat alone on the edge of the bulge, supporting the ground with both hands, humming the dragon language.

...Will the new flowers bloom...

...Where is the next spring...

The song is melodious and gentle.

As Xia Mi chanted the dragon script, the elements were held in her hands.

What is the Dragon King? The king who controls the elements should be the Dragon King, and the four kings should master the four elements.

This is the judgment of the hybrids on the Dragon King, which is correct, but not completely correct.

Just like some people say that drinking water can be poisoned, it is correct, drinking water can indeed cause poisoning and death, but it is not completely correct.

Before adding the so-called restrictions... For example, under what circumstances can the Dragon King control the four elements, and under what circumstances, what kind of strength does the mastery of the elements have, etc., are all related descriptions that affect this statement.

"Dragon King, is this how you control the elements?" Bai Mo's eyes lit up, this is a brand new discovery.

However, compared to the Dragon King, Xia Mi's current situation is more important.

Bai Mo raised his feet, and after a while, he stood behind Xia Mi and looked up at the white clouds and blue sky in the sky.

"It's a very good song." After Xia Mi finished singing, Bai Mo spoke.

Xia Mi's mouth corners lifted, she stretched out her hands to support the ground, and smiled: "It's a very good song."

"Who is it for?"

"...My brother."

"What kind of person is your brother?"

What a ridiculous thing to say.

Xia Mi felt very amused, the reality is so much more exciting than the story.

Humans actually think that their brother, who is the Dragon King, is a human. What a funny reality. If you see Fenrir's dragon body, would you still think it is a human?

When the words came to her lips, Xia Mi changed the content: "Today's weather is really good."

"Yes, there are no clouds in the sky, a rare good weather."

"Teacher Bai Mo, don't you have to go to class?"

"Class." Bai Mo glanced at her casually and gave Xia Mi a look that asked knowingly.

You and Chen Mo Tong, two unstable factors, if you don't handle it well, it doesn't matter whether you go to class or not.

"I suggest you see a psychologist."

"No, I'm normal."

"Generally, people with illnesses say they are not sick."

"Are you sick?"

"..." Bai Mo choked.

Sick people say they are not sick, so when others ask you, are you sick or not?

"Hahaha." Xia Mi patted her thigh and laughed.

Suddenly, she stopped and turned to look at Bai Mo.

She didn't say anything, but her eyes conveyed her thoughts.

I am the Dragon King of the Earth and the Mountains, Jörmungandr! (End of this chapter)