Father?
In the thatched house, the light outside the window sparsely fell on Chen Wudao's shoulders. On the other side, Wang Yi fell against the wall. He raised his head slightly and looked at Chen Wudao with a horrified and unbelievable look.
Chen An pursed his lips and said,
Three times he thought he had seen his "destiny" clearly.
The first time I thought it was when I met Brother Scar in Ruandu,
Chen An believed that his destiny was to take the truth to avoid the existence of his other self in the soft city. In the dark world, together with Ding Ping, Miao Luoying, Yin Qiao Xian evil thoughts, and Brother Scar,
Continue the lives of most players.
He chose to become a believer in the Temple of Night, and received the protection and goodwill of the Lord of Night from Nao Shizi, who had never appeared again.
It also means that he accepts his fate of becoming a player, a common man who carries a jade with no guilt.
He believed that his destiny in life was nothing more than this.
But at the end of the city lord's mansion, his thoughts were shattered when Chen Sheng was stripped away and Chen Quan and Brother Scar disappeared together.
Crushed to pieces.
Wang An's second thought was after the Ruandu incident, when he boarded the Tongtong train alone, said goodbye to everything in the past, and embarked on a journey alone.
But when he met Wang Yi, everything was shattered again.
The glued earthen pot was smashed to pieces again with a "snap".
The third time he thought it was just now,
He discovered that his fate was a joke,
He thought that embarking on a journey alone, embarking on an endless journey, was all his destiny.
He thought that after bidding farewell to Chen Quan's conspiracy and depriving Chen Sheng of truth, he could live a personal journey of accepting his fate.
Not so.
Therefore, Chen An chose to show off.
When a small difficulty appears in front of you, you will choose to overcome it.
When a big difficulty appears in front of you, you may choose to grit your teeth and give it a try...
But when a difficulty appears in front of you that makes you so desperate that you can't see a shred of hope,
Most people will choose to mess up.
The remaining people will be unwilling to clamor for dreams and hard work, and then run up and kill them head-on.
But at this moment,
The appearance of Chen Wudao broke everything again.
Chen An wanted to laugh a little. He had not been able to see through his fate from beginning to end. Everything had been arranged by others.
It was like, at the moment when he chose to wait for death, Chen Wudao came.
Even the right to die was deprived of him.
It was as if a voice was saying in his ear: "Your work is not finished yet, you can't rest now."
Chen An was a little decadent. He wanted to lean to the side, or hug his knees and huddle in the corner. No, maybe standing quietly and staring at Chen Wudao with complicated eyes was also a good choice.
But he was floating in the air.
Moreover, because of Wang Yi's previous actions, he was temporarily unable to control his spiritual body.
He could only watch Chen Wudao helplessly, raised his head, and looked at himself with a face that was three-thirds similar to his own.
Chen An knew that he could speak now.
But he didn't want to talk.
"This is not the place to talk." Chen Wudao said.
"Froni, are you the favored person of Froni? Froni is still alive? It's impossible, it shouldn't be..."
Wang Yi raised his head, stood up and looked at Chen Wudao with complicated and unbelievable eyes.
Chen An saw that Chen Wudao did not turn around, but just waved to Wang Yi.
Suddenly, black threads spread out from Chen Wudao's hands. These threads came to Wang Yi's side in an instant and pressed on his shoulders, making him sit down again after standing up.
At this moment, Wang Yi looked at Chen Wudao with even more fear. No, it was not so much fear, but an extremely exaggerated shock and disbelief.
Chen Wudao stretched out his right hand and pulled it in the air. Suddenly, the twisted, illusory and blurry zipper was opened by him, revealing the boundless scenery like the starry sky.
He took a step forward, and Chen An suddenly felt a pull. Then, he found that his soul body was grabbed by Chen Wudao's other hand.
Chen Wudao's right hand grasped his shoulder.
His other left hand, wrapped in black silk, grabbed Wang Yi's body.
Then, he walked into the zippered space.
The next moment, everyone's figures disappeared.
And this mythical realm belonging to Wang Yi collapsed.
Chen An looked through the zipper and looked at the collapsed house like a stream of nothingness, and smiled to himself.
"The difference in power, huh."
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...
"The power gap is too big..." Chen An swallowed bitterly, and he sat on the side of the road in a daze.
"Xiao Xiaoxiao, I can't fight the hanging master now... Do I have to choose to obey?"
Chen An muttered to himself, and at the same time looked down, only to find that the body of the Smiling Rabbit puppet was shaking violently!
"Huh? What's wrong with you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a fierce spiritual fluctuation suddenly appeared in Chen An's mind. He suddenly raised his hand, hoping to use "travel" to leave here!
But the familiar feeling was still there, but the spirituality was not stimulated.
This couldn't help but make him feel sour in his mouth. After all, his soul had left...he who he was now, hey, he didn't even know what he was!
So, now he's just a... weird guy with muscle memory.
In front of Chen An, a zipper emerged from the air, and then the zipper was opened, and a man walked out.
This man's left hand and right hand were holding a man and another man respectively.
But Chen An was stunned, not only because the man who stepped out of the zipper looked somewhat similar to himself, but also because he saw another version of himself.
"Is this man the master of hanging upside down?!"
What this man is holding in his other hand is the "Hanging Lord" painted by Smiling Rabbit!
"Hiss!" The Laughing Rabbit suddenly roared violently. His little puppet legs were trembling, but his eyes were staring at the man fiercely.
Chen Wudao stepped out of the zipper space, waved his hand, and threw Chen An's spiritual body towards his physical body.
The physical Chen An ended his short "consciousness career" before he had time to react.
Even if the physical body has muscle memory, after the soul returns, those muscle memories are ridiculous and not worth mentioning.
Therefore, Chen An passed out.
The integration of spirit and body also requires a short period of sleep to achieve without damaging one's own spirituality.
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...
Chen Wudao's right hand spread out a black thread, grabbing Chen An's body, and walked into the hotel together with Wang Yi, who was now ashen-faced.
On the first floor of the hotel, there is a slightly fat proprietress with an afro and slippers, looking very down-to-earth.
"Is it registered?"
The landlady raised her head slightly, chewing something in her mouth.
Chen Wudao rummaged around in Chen An's pocket and took out a few story coins.
The landlady looked at the man in front of her who looked unconscious and strange, but she didn't feel the slightest surprise.
Instead, he took out a room card and bared his somewhat blackened teeth.
"Have fun," said the landlady.
Under the pollution of the Hanged Lord, people have long been open-minded, and their reverence for weirdness and distortion, and those that violate ordinary people's ethics are different from ordinary people.
So I am not surprised by this matter.
Chen Wudao walked to the second floor.
But he happened to bump into a woman head-on, a woman with short hair, wearing black pajamas, and the ends of her hair were wet.
She raised her head and caught a glimpse of Chen An, who was entangled in the air behind Chen Wudao.
Luo Qi's eyes showed surprise, and she wanted to run back.
Chen Wudao stretched out his hand and pulled her back with a black thread.
"What are you running for?"
Luo Qi's nose wrinkled slightly, and she pointed at Chen An.
"He is my husband."
Chen Wudao frowned slightly.
Do you want to be my daughter-in-law?
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