What the old man Qingjun summoned was indeed a big guy, and he was quite cute.
This thing had no head or tail. It was curled up in one place at first, looking like a rag bag.
Then, under the curious eyes of hundreds of thousands of people at the scene, the bag began to slowly unfold, and four wings and six legs grew out in a dazzling blush!
"Wow! What a cute monster!" Someone from unknown background screamed, causing laughter at the scene.
Previously, many people had seen the "savior" Master Langjun preparing to take action. They raised their hearts in their throats and retreated further away in tacit agreement, waiting for the old man's shocking blow. However, I never expected that this master seemed to be here to make fun of him.
Facing the laughter, Master Qingjun's face showed disdain. He remained silent and just stared at his masterpiece.
"Oh! I really don't know how to live or die! If I laugh happily now, I'm afraid I won't even have the chance to cry!" Master Haruhiko sighed.
For some reason, Fatty felt chills all over his body when he looked at the cute monster in the field. Just as he was about to ask his master what was going on, he saw the monster start to flap its front left wing.
At this time, it is late autumn, the fallen leaves are swaying, and the grass and trees are yellowing. However, as the monster moved, a warm ray of sunlight suddenly hung down from the sky, and everything illuminated by the light showed signs of recovery.
Between the long grass and the flying birds, a wonderful scene of early spring and February has covered the entire arena.
Everyone, including the opponents who were risking their lives to attack each other just now, stopped all movements at this moment. They felt that time stood still, and deep down in their hearts, no one was willing to use any voice or action to destroy the tranquility and beauty of this moment.
The fat man vaguely knew that Master Haruhiko was talking to him, but he was already immersed in the fantasy in front of him and could not, or rather was unwilling to, extricate himself.
The monster began to flap its left rear wing again.
As a result, spring gradually took on a scorching temperature, the warm sun turned into a scorching sun, and the midsummer with the chirping of birds, the fragrance of flowers, and the chirping of insects and birds appeared in front of everyone.
"A miracle!" Someone shouted without emotion, and took the lead to kneel down.
"This is the power of the true savior!" Countless people praised in unison.
The admiration lingered before the monster's right front wing started to flap.
Then, in a golden light, accompanied by a bleak cool breeze, autumn came.
"It goes by so fast! It's autumn in a blink of an eye! Time here is actually a hundred times faster than in the Phantom World!" A thought suddenly flashed in the fat man's mind.
In this moment of confusion, he heard the extremely urgent voice of Master Haruhiko: "Stop it, otherwise it will be too late! This restriction is not much worse than the original energy cloud bomb!"
The fat man was so frightened by the words "original energy cloud bomb" that he broke into a cold sweat. In a daze, he saw an extremely strange scene. Everyone at the scene was motionless and staring blankly ahead, and there was nothing in front of him. What spring and summer grass? It is completely the same ruins as before!
"Damn! It's all an illusion!" Mai Sang was alarmed.
"Mr. Mai, I didn't expect that not only did you survive, but you didn't even look injured! Alas! You really make me feel both happy and sad!" A long voice sounded, and Master Qingjun, who looked extremely pale, slowly walked up to the fat man. said.
"What did you do? Why didn't everyone move? What happened to the monster you just released?!" Mr. Mai asked while secretly paying attention.
"Eh? Didn't my brother tell you? Didn't he accept you as his disciple?" Qingjun asked himself, and began to look around, trying to find where his brother was hiding.
"You do know a lot! Humph!" the fat man responded coldly.
"Haha! Didn't he tell you? I'm particularly good at the art of 'foreseeing', so I can predict many things!" Qingjun said, his face suddenly darkened, and he added: "But you are an exception, I still can't see your future clearly! Alas! Could this be the fate that the abominable Heaven has prepared for me?"
The fat man basically didn't understand what the other party was saying. After waiting for a long time, his master's transmission was silent again, so he had to continue asking: "Ordinarily, I should call you uncle, can you tell me, you What are you doing these things for? Also, is my Xixi hanging out with you? Where is she? "
"The monster I summoned just now is actually a god who can control time and space. Although it no longer has the strength it used to have, it is still very powerful in such a big place. Are you interested in this? Asking questions, don't you care about the lives of hundreds of thousands of people here? Aren't you addicted to being a hero?" Master Qingjun asked with a smile.
"Damn! Manipulate time and space, then just do it! Isn't it just to live the four seasons of the year together? What's the big deal? It's amazing to be one year older and one year less to live! Humph!" The fat man started to pretend to understand again. .
"Alas! My brother will really suffer the consequences of accepting someone like you as his disciple from now on! Fortunately, he doesn't have much time left, and he won't be able to bear the pain for a few more days!" Qingjun sighed sincerely.
Seeing that the opponent didn't play according to his own routine, Fatty was very unhappy. He emboldened himself and wanted to catch the opponent off guard, but suddenly he found that he couldn't move at all.
"Hey! Want to launch a surprise attack? You are really stupid! If your consciousness hadn't been a little weird, do you think you would be any different from them?" Qingjun said, pointing to the motionless people present. .
"Cat! Can't you move? Just kill me, otherwise I will make you look good from now on!" The fat man was extremely frightened in his heart, but he also became extremely arrogant on his lips.
"Haha," Qingjun glanced at the stern-looking Mr. Mai and said with a smile, "You can't die in my hands, just like I can't die in your hands! So, you don't have to be afraid!"
"It's not like these two brothers are colluding to play with me, right?!" The fat man had just settled down and started to have random thoughts again.
"Furthermore, does killing someone by yourself still count as a master? Let me tell you, after the winter illusion is completed, you will see a good show of self-mutilation, self-abuse, and suicide! However, my people, I will Take control, and the others..." Master Qingjun deliberately left half of the sentence unfinished, but used a naughty look in his eyes to see the fat man's reaction.
At this time, Mr. Mai absolutely believed that the old man opposite was the kind of ruthless person who could do anything. He immediately shouted righteously: "If you have the idea, just tell me a solution. If I can't do it, you will win." Got it!"
Master Qingjun nodded and said sincerely: "The puppets I summon naturally respect me, so those who want to live will die unless they truly submit to me. You should feel very lucky, because I am willing to give you this Chance!"
Looking at the snowy and cold world, the fat man thought about it for a long time and then answered with difficulty: "Okay! I admit it! You win!"
"Alas..." Master Qingjun seemed to have expected such a reply from the other party. He sighed softly and said: "Since you said that, I also want to see if God will favor you again. May you wish for good luck. !”
"When you see the Great Sword of Time, that's your last chance. If you change your mind, just call my name loudly!" the old man pursued again. After saying that, his figure also disappeared.
Mai Sang: You made it clear whether to call me "Master Langjun" or "Uncle Qingjun"!
(End of chapter)
