Xiao Wanfa looked at Ou Yufei and raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect that there was still someone alive on the stage. This BOSS was of high quality.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he was very interested and wanted to strike again.
And his hand did reach out to the sword, wanting to give Ou Yufei another blow.
A brighter and brighter smile appeared on Ou Yufei's face, and he made a phone call gesture with his left hand by his ear.
Xiao Wanfa stopped, it turned out to be good friend No. 1.
Ou Yufei dealt with Xiao Wanfa, conjured a microphone in his hand, and said to everyone: "The graduation ceremony is over, you can go back. Always remember the principal's encouragement and be obedient and a good person."
"What about the demon clan? Do you want to force yourself to be a human being and abandon the honor and dignity of being a demon clan?" Jiu Yuanzi raised his hand and said.
If Ou Yufei gave her one more look, he would lose.
He didn't say anything at all, which made Jiu Motoko extremely disappointed and ignored.
"Okay, get lost." Ou Yufei said rudely.
Then he threw the microphone behind him coolly, and everyone's eyes went dark for a moment, and they entered the settlement lottery.
After kicking everyone out of the dojo, No. 1 broke away from Ou Yufei.
The makeup on Ou Yufei's face faded, and he looked like Zitong again. His legs became weak and he collapsed on the ground.
Number 1 looked at him and said: "The gods don't have many other abilities, and there are so many ways to escape, including hiding here and hiding here and there.
Isn't it a bit too much for you to spread rumors and I specifically target you? "
Zitong was shocked when he heard this. He immediately raised his head and looked at No. 1, and was stunned.
"This must be the first time we have met. A weak being like you is not even qualified to go to the battlefield and be killed by me." No. 1 said lightly.
Zitong finally reacted, his expression distorted, "It's you! The First Head of State!"
"You are the one who broke up Wan and I and wiped out my achievements. If you don't abide by the contract, you will be punished by the contract!" He roared ferociously.
Number One looked at him and thought it was ridiculous.
He had just found out about Wenquxingjun and Wan Yuanshou, and had never heard of it at all back then.
And in the end, Yuan Yuan did not enter the heaven, but went to the underworld.
What happened in the middle that caused Wan, who was undercover in Heaven, to fail and give up his position to that guy is a mystery.
At that time, No. 1 faced powerful enemies one after another. After being surrounded by three powerful enemies, he self-destructed and died with the opponent. He suffered irreversible serious injuries and lost consciousness at the time.
He was carried to the rear for treatment and lay there for more than three thousand years. He had no idea what happened after he was seriously injured.
After listening to Zitong's words today, I realized that I had taken the blame.
When he first woke up, he had to adapt to it for a few days. When he wanted his body to be almost recovered and he could start doing serious things, he realized that everything had changed.
No. 1's strength and status were all lost because of that injury.
The appearance of all the familiar people had also been changed. When he first woke up, he even thought that his side had been defeated. Those losers failed to protect him and allowed him to be captured.
Later I found out that no, they succeeded, but everyone changed their skins and lost their original appearance.
Forget it.
The scary thing is that after more than three thousand years of doing nothing, and when merging with each other, some of the original memories and personalities were absorbed, and everyone's personalities and habits have changed.
Loose and fun-loving, I am used to this kind of life of boiling frogs in warm water and waiting for the cloud wall to consume itself.
Everyone calls themselves gods and is completely familiar with their lifestyle.
Three thousand years of life have made them local gods.
Except for occasionally exposing a little bit of their past due to old habits, they have changed beyond recognition.
No. 1 had just woken up. Although he had slept for three thousand years, his thinking was still the same as the day he was injured, and he could not adapt to their changes at all.
However, weak people have a particularly strong ability to adapt to the environment in order to survive.
He soon became an idle, idle, good-for-nothing, kind-hearted person who didn't cause trouble.
Number One quietly observed and secretly inquired about how to restore his strength and return to his peak.
But everything was hopeless until he encountered a gear.
The two hit it off and collaborated seamlessly.
Now facing Zi Tong's venting of anger, No. 1 laughed, "You are just a traitor to Heaven. Although you are a nobody I have never met, I still want to thank you for your efforts.
I just don’t know what God will do to you.
After all, no matter where the traitor is, there will be no good end, unless you are so powerful that no one can stop you. "
He smiled and said: "If you had this ability, you wouldn't be like this now."
Hearing the word Tiandao, Zitong became nervous instantly, "What, Tiandao is not dead yet?"
Number 1 thought he was finished, "Of course not."
Zitong suddenly defended in a panic, "No, I was deceived by that bad woman Wan, and I am also a victim. In fact, I don't even know how I died!"
"And I didn't do anything. I just let Wan in. She can't do anything by herself. She just misses me."
His last memories only ended here, and nothing more after that.
Zitong died at that time, with only some spiritual consciousness left in his natal magic weapon, still barely living in the confined space.
As long as you don't use it, you will know nothing about the outside world and live in a daze.
He himself couldn't figure out why he would fall in love with a person even though he had experienced countless worldly affairs, was nominated for gold medals time and time again, wore big red silk flowers, rode a tall horse through the streets, was admired by others, and fell in love with countless women. Women are so obsessed.
Is it just because of the crystal clear purity of the other person and the adoring gaze without any impurities that makes my heart move?
Number One actually doesn't want to hear what happened in the past.
No matter what happened in the past, it is in the past and the facts have been laid before us.
He only knew that everyone in heaven would die.
They dared to plot against him without letting him die. They were not afraid of what would happen after he woke up.
Such arrogance is the greatest humiliation and contempt for him.
Number One wants them to know the price of arrogance.
As for Head Wan...
He suddenly smiled at Zitong, "Yuan Yuan has always done anything to achieve his goals.
So it is normal for you to be deceived by her. From beginning to end, every word she says and every expression she makes is to deceive you.
That guy only has power in his eyes.
What can you count? "
What could Zitong say? He was already dead, leaving only a trace of his soul in this broken spiritual treasure.
"The way of heaven, where is the way of heaven?" He suddenly asked eagerly, like a lost child trying to find the backbone.
No. 1 squatted down, looked at him and said: "It's right in front of you, and I don't want you to die, I want you to live in pain forever.
He is now mean-spirited, easily upset, and likes to take revenge on others.
You should have imagined that after being plotted and betrayed, no matter how fat-bellied an indifferent being, he would start to compare. "
As he spoke, he took out the gear, and Zitong was sucked in instantly.
Then No. 1 glanced inside, then withdrew his gaze, unable to bear to look directly.
He has a good heart and cannot bear to see this.
Killing directly, out of sight and out of mind, is his way of doing things.
Putting away the gears, No. 1 also exited the dojo. The entire dojo was crazily devoured by darkness, and all the spiritual guides were burned and turned into ashes.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
I got stuck today. I sorted out the outline in the afternoon. It was almost after dinner that I sorted out the plot and came up with hundreds of thousands of words of content. After that, my writing will not be so slow and will be smoother.
