Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

The wind is howling.

Wu Jian, who imprisoned the security guard, seemed to have touched some more terrible rule.

Wu Jian felt that the cold around him was deepening.

The ghost snake began to sink deeper into the deeper level~.

But Wu Jian was like a nail, nailed in this layer of ghosts, motionless.

In his eyes.

The dial of the time treachery has been revealed.

The Ghost of Time is on.

Let his existence at this time create a temporal connection.

Trying to drag him deeper into the ghost.

This strange manipulating the ghost must have the power to shake time.

It's obvious.

He didn't.

"Huh?"

At this time, in another city in the land of treachery.

Qian Xiaoxiao was suddenly stunned.

His face changed.

She rolled her eyes and looked in one direction.

"Bad feeling. "

Touching the dice mask on her head, a strange roulette phantom flashed in her eyes.

"Fate is fluctuating, something is coming to me. "

Qian Yaoyao's eyes widened, wanting to find out his fate.

But the wheel of fortune, which had always been clear in her eyes, didn't know what interference had been caused at this time, and it was a little unclear.

"Fate interfered?"

Aware of this.

Qian Yaoyao's face changed, stood up, and walked towards the door.

Fate can't be seen clearly, which means that there is some kind of terrible existence that can interfere with fate and she has a fate entanglement.

She wants to get out of here as soon as possible and get rid of this entanglement of fate.

Otherwise, her life will be at risk.

"Where are you going?"

As soon as he opened the door, Qian Xiaoyao saw Ms. Hu's figure.

This woman, whose whole body was rippled with coldness, turned her eyes into vertical pupils at this time, and was staring at her deadly.

"Where am I going, do I still need to think about your report?"

Qian Yaoyao is in a very bad mood now, and he is really too lazy to act with the woman in front of him.

She said in a deep voice with a cold face.

"As the mayor of this city, I have the right and the right to ask you about your itinerary. "

Ms. Hu held her cheek with one hand and spoke in a calm tone.

But the supernatural in her body is rising, and the boat is constantly rising.

"Don't meddle in things, it's good for you and me. "

Qian Yaoyao's eyes flashed with the light and shadow of the roulette wheel, and there was no trace of cruelty and cuteness in the whole person, and some were only gloomy and fierce.

That's who she is.

"What if I have to?"

Ms. Hu ruffled her hair and held a bloodstained scimitar in her hand.

It was an ancient scimitar with a bloody leather rope wrapped around its handle, and some black hair.

Wicked, grotesque.

It is a ceremonial knife used for sacrifice.

This knife contains weirdness.

"Hehe~"

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and Qian Xiaoyao put the mask on his face.

The dice on the mask began to beat rapidly.

"Then you can try. "

Goo!

The beating dice suddenly stopped.

The six-o'clock dice were facing Ms. Hu.

The six points trembled suddenly, and six bloodshot eyeballs stood out from the dice points.

The pupil position of these six eyeballs.

There are six gambling wheels spinning constantly.

Then stop.

[Fierce] [Fierce] [Fierce] [Big Fierce] [Little Ji] [Ji]

The pointers rest on each of these words.

"Four evils and two good fortunes...... Your fate will surely befall you. "

Almost at the same time as the roulette jump was completed, Ms. Hu, who was holding the scimitar to prepare and split, suddenly felt a terrible chill coming from the scimitar in her hand.

The strangeness of this scimitar suddenly became agitated at this time.

A tingling pain came from his hand.

The black hair on the scimitar squirmed into her.

Attempted to invade her body.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Ms. Hu released her own supernatural powers.

This supernatural power directly corroded the hair that invaded her body, and at the same time suppressed the restlessness of the scimitar, making the strangeness of the scimitar fall silent again.

"Die!"

Hand in hand.

Ms. Hu swung her knife and slashed.

The smell of rot and blood poured into Qian Xiaoyao's nostrils as the scimitar in her hand slashed down.

Qian Yaoyao, who smelled this smell, seemed to see the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood surging towards him.

He tried to escape, but at this moment, she felt her feet being clutched by a pair of rotting hands.

The next moment.

She was split in half directly from the middle by a scimitar.

Burst!

Blood and internal organs slanted down from the wound.

The body was split in half and fell to the ground.

It's just that this corpse is not Qian Xiaoxiao, but a special weirdness whose head has turned into two cakes. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Die in lieu of death?"

found out that it was not Qian Xiaoyao's body that was beheaded by herself, and Ms. Hu's face changed.

The scimitar in her hand has the eroded and eerie effect of consciousness erosion and segmentation.

With her knife just now, the normal weirdness should have become a broken puzzle piece and fell silent.

But this weird dice girl was able to transfer the damage she suffered to the ghost slave she controlled.

This discovery made Ms. Hu's vigilance against Qian Xiaoxiao a big step up again.

She felt that she had underestimated the woman brought by Huikong.

"Hehehe~ Sister, your knife is so scary~"

A light laugh rang out from behind him.

Ms. Hu did not hesitate at all, and slashed behind her with her backhand.

The knife with the smell of blood touched the flesh and easily cut off the head.

The skull was square in shape, with eight blood-red vertical bars in the middle.

He is Eight-Strip.

"It hurts, my neck is cut off~"

The voice came from the other direction, and this time Ms. Hu did not make a rash move.

Thinking that he had killed two mahjong heads, the scimitar in her hand was restless again.

If you continue to use this knife recklessly, the supernatural nature of this knife will be revived again.

At that time, it would be difficult to suppress the knife again.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to kill me?"

Qian Yaoyao's voice flickered left and right, but Ms. Hu found that when she looked in the direction where the voice came from, there was nothing there.

Ask for flowers0

She knew that Qian Yaoyao was unleashing some kind of strange power that was misleading her perception.

But she was in no hurry.

Because she knows, compared to herself.

Money should be more urgent.

In fact, it does.

Qian Yaoyao, who is activating his own supernatural and constantly interfering with Ms. Hu's perception, is very eager.

The wheel of fortune that she could feel was now even more agitated.

It was as if some catastrophe was approaching her at a terrible speed.

If she can't get rid of this guy blocking the door as soon as possible.

That guy is coming.

"It would be nice if the dice were still there. "

Qian Xiaoxiao bit her lip, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes.

In order to divert Wu Jian's hatred, she stripped the auspicious dice from herself and put them in that terrible cemetery.

Now it seems that the graveyard is gone, along with her dice.

Obviously, Wu Jian was not buried by that terrible cemetery, but would destroy that cemetery.

This money is a little regretful that he did not cooperate with Wu Jian.

If she cooperated with this man, her fate might change differently.

"Forced your way through. "

looked at Ms. Hu who waved the scimitar in her hand from time to time.

Qian Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and prepared to break through.

However, it was at this time that IUi.

She suddenly felt the strange fate in her body, and suddenly there was an unprecedented crisis reminder.

Instinctively, she moved out of place.

And unleashed the ability to die in lieu of death.

Burst!

Burst!

The first sound was the sound of her release of her stand-in 60,000 pierced through the heart by a long sword that appeared out of thin air.

The second sound was the sound of Ms. Hu's neck being cut off by another long sword.

The two voices are almost in no particular order.

It's just that the long sword that penetrated 60,000 dirty swords turned into a phantom and slowly disappeared after yesterday's incident.

The long sword that killed Ms. Hu was held in the hand of a white-haired man, emitting a sharp aura that made Qian Xiaoxiao's scalp tingle.

Click!

The palm that exuded a special supernatural aura picked up the scimitar on the ground and squeezed it hard.

The golden flame flickered.

This scimitar is directly smelted.

A few pieces of shattered metal shards floated out of the fragments of the scimitar and merged into the ancient sword.

Golden flames flickered between the shards and the ancient sword.

These fragments were "welded" to the ancient sword.

As these fragments fused, the aura of this broken sword became even more terrifying.

"Goo-dong!"

Qian Yaoyao looked at the white-haired man in front of him, and the wheel of fate in his body had jumped to the point where it was about to fall apart.

She took a deep breath, a blush appeared on her face, took off her mask, and walked towards the white-haired man with a gentle sway.

"Brother Wu Jian ~ Long time no ......"

Syllable!

The words are not finished yet.

A slap full of supernatural power slapped directly into her face.

Whipped her away.

Wu Jian shook his palm, looked at Qian Xiaoxiao, who was lying on the ground by his own slap, and said indifferently.

"Shut up, I'm not familiar with you. "。