Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

Rushing!

The sky became overcast.

Thin strands of rain fall from the sky from small to large.

It's cold and damp, and it's unpleasant.

In the rain.

Wu Jian held up an old oil-paper umbrella.

looked indifferently at the girl who appeared in front of him out of thin air.

This girl has black hair and black eyes, and is wearing a very capable black dress.

His long black hair hung down his waist, and his two dark and round eyes were as dark as if there was no light in two pools of stagnant water.

The rain fell from the sky, wetting one of the girl's hair.

She looked at the umbrella in Wu Jian's hand, and her black eyes flashed slightly.

"Your umbrella is good. "

"It's enough to shelter from a little rain. "

Looking at the girl in front of him calmly, Wu Jian's tone was very cold.

If it weren't for the face of her being a Chinese.

Just because she dared to use the supernatural in front of his eyes as soon as she appeared, she was now a dead person.

Although the weird power that this girl harnesses is okay.

But the current Wu Jian is no longer the same as in the past.

The human trickster, no matter how special, is not enough to look at in front of him.

The only thing that can make him serious is weirdness.

And it has to be weird at the level of calamity.

"My name is Yu Shilan, and you are Wu Jian?"

Yu Shilan looked at the man in front of her, and her heart trembled inexplicably.

A complex emotion welled up in my heart.

Excitement, fear, anticipation, panic, worship.

In the face of Wu Jian.

Yu Shilan felt the horror of this man. 533 She could feel the strangeness of her control, and there was already a burst of restlessness at this time.

There was a kind of retreat in this restlessness that she had never felt before.

“............"

Wu Jian narrowed his eyes slightly and did not speak.

He found.

The strange thing that this girl controls seems to have some kind of supernatural connection with the oil-paper umbrella in her hand.

The weirdness she controls is a supernatural power that is more complete than an oil-paper umbrella.

This supernatural.

It has to do with the rain.

"I've heard your name a long time ago, and I'm intrigued by your strength. "

Seeing that Wu Jian did not reply.

Yu Shilan narrowed her eyes and spoke again.

Although the weirdness of her control produces a restlessness of fear.

But she didn't want to back down.

Wu Jian may be strong.

But she's not weak either, if you don't really fight it.

She was not reconciled.

And she can feel that the oil-paper umbrella he is holding in his hand has a certain connection with the weirdness he controls, and if she can get this umbrella in her hands, her supernatural will be more complete.

"Come on, let's have a fight, you won, I promise you a request, I win, you give me that umbrella." "

Rain.

It's bigger.

Streams of cold (AFEC) rippled in the air.

The rainwater accumulated on the ground gradually formed puddles.

There were cold ripples.

"Huh!"

A chuckle rang out.

Yu Shilan's face changed suddenly.

Because this chuckle came from behind her.

At the same time as this chuckle came.

She just found out.

Wu Jian didn't know when he had disappeared from her.

"The most important thing a trickster should keep is prudence and humility, but unfortunately you don't have either of these at all. "

Wu Jian's right hand grasped a tumbling rain cloud.

Tilting his head to look behind him, his face was as pale as a dead man's Yu Shilan.

"You are not suitable for controlling the weird, and you are not suitable for being a trickster, for the sake of the face of the Chinese people, I won't kill you, but the weirdness in your body will be kept by me. "

"No, don't ......"

A glimmer of light rose in his dark eyes.

Yu Shilan's eyes lit up with emotions that belonged to human nature.

"Don't take Him away, He is the only relic my mother left behind. "

Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and Yu Shilan looked sad and pleading.

"You can't grasp this kind of relic, so I'll help you grasp it. "

Wu Jian pinched his palm.

The rain clouds that exuded cold power were suppressed by the tricksters and slowly seeped into his body.

The Great Flood that engulfed the world. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

A large waterfall that breaks through the void in the sky and flows down.

The abyss into which everything sinks.

There is also a large world that is completely shrouded in rain.

One illusion after another made Wu Jian's expression confused for a moment.

Then these illusions were swept away by Wu Jian.

Wu Jian felt a trace of water power reside in his right hand.

"Ghost rain?"

He opened his palm, and a dark cloud surged in his right hand.

Wu Jian's brows furrowed slightly.

He felt that the strange was missing an important piece of the puzzle.

"I hate you!"

Wu Jian ignored Yu Shilan's shouts behind him and put away the oil-paper umbrella.

Now Yu Shilan is no longer weird.

The character and emotions that belong to the human gradually return.

She looked weakly at Wu Jian's back as he walked away step by step, with endless remorse on her face.

She hated herself for provoking Wu Jian.

I hate myself even more for why I am so weak.

She didn't even notice what was going on.

The weirdness in the body was deprived by Wu Jian.

"Stop!"

Just walked a few steps.

A figure stopped in front of him.

Wu Jian looked at the short girl with a high ponytail in front of him, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Get out of the way. "

This girl is also Chinese, and she speaks Mandarin with some Sichuan-Chongqing accents.

She also navigated the weird.

And it's a pretty strong weird.

This strange supernatural strength is not much different from that of Yu Shilan.

However, compared to Yu Shilan, the weirdness in her body is more restless.

"Don't let it!"

Lei Xiang opened his hands and stopped Wu Jian, Liu frowned, and said stubbornly.

Syllable!

The next second.

A large, powerful hand slapped directly into her face.

Directly whipped her out.

Wu Jian never understood what it meant to cherish the fragrance and cherish the jade.

He only knew that he had just not launched the spirit of the trick, and he had already been kind enough to slap this little man to death.

"It hurts!"

Rubbing her swollen cheeks, Lei Xiang felt the weirdness of her body becoming silent, and her face was ugly.

Just a slap in the face.

Just let the weirdness in her body fall silent to such an extent.

She couldn't imagine it.

Just now, if Wu Jian moved the murderous intent.

Can she live.

"Lei Xiang, help me, my weirdness has been taken away. "

Yu Shilan ran over, helped Lei Xiang up, and said with a crying voice.

Her plea for help made Lei Xiang's body shake, and she looked at her with a strange expression.

"This tone doesn't look like you, Yu Shilan. "

"Don't care about my tone now, Wu Jian is about to run away, you hurry up and help me!"

"Run, no kidding, he just left, I don't have the power to help you reclaim the weird. "

Shaking his head, Lei Xiang sat on the ground and bared his teeth.

Her face hurt and her teeth felt a little loose.

"How can you do that? Aren't we friends?"

Yu Shilan looked shocked.

She couldn't believe that Lei Xiang would say such ruthless words.

"Friend, when did you have such delusions?"

Lei Xiang took out his mobile phone and began to contact Gao Jianhui.

Now she can confirm that the scarecrow in the Lighthouse Country has been solved by Wu Jian.

It's time for her to leave, too.