Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

"Whew, whew!"

Gasping for breath, sweat running down his forehead and body, flush creeping up his face.

The toned body is constantly in motion.

Exudes wild hormones.

"Uhh

Fiercely put the heavy barbell in his hand back on the shelf.

Lu Mo let out a long breath and shook his strong chest muscles.

"Cool!"

Pick up the cup and brew a cup of protein powder.

Lu Mo poured the tonic from the cup into his mouth, took out his phone, and opened the Trickster forum.

What caught my eye was a series of news about Wu Jian.

"Heh, it's him again?"

Scanning the post, Lu Mo pursed his lips.

A hint of jealousy flashed across his face.

He's a trickster, and he's a powerful trickster who has mastered three weird powers.

In terms of strength.

He can also be ranked number one in the country.

Except for a few particularly perverted ones who harnessed four weird tricksters.

and the monsters of the immortal ascension plan that the state came up with.

His strength is basically equal to invincibility.

He felt that he only had to work hard to find a way to control the fourth weird and get a more perfect balance of weirdness in his body.

He could be the handful at the top of the tricksters.

Since then, he has truly reached the pinnacle of life.

But since the appearance of this Wu Ma.

He felt that the strength he was proud of was like a joke.

With the power of one person, the weirdness of Changchuan City is leveled.

He hurried to Donghai City and imprisoned the kneeling wind treacherous who claimed to be impossible for humans to resist.

Add to that his previous track record.

made Lu Mo feel an indescribable jealousy and resentment.

People, that's it.

Sometimes, I just can't see that others are better than me.

Especially when you still have a little strength.

"Do you crave power?"

"Ninety-eighty-zero" a deep voice sounded in my head.

Lu Mo's body was shocked, and his face became serious.

He turned his head around to look around.

He found no one in the gym but himself.

"Hallucinations?"

He frowned and muttered to himself.

"Do you crave power?"

The deep voice sounded again, and Lu Mo's face changed wildly.

He noticed that the voice was closer.

"Who!"

With a low shout, the iron body was pale like a dead man.

An eerie and eerie power was activated by him, covering his body.

In this state.

Ordinary weirdness couldn't hurt him at all.

And he can use his own supernatural to make the weird fall silent.

"Do you crave power?"

The strange voice sounded like a bone appendage, and it resounded again.

This time, Lu Mo finally discovered where the source of the sound was.

He saw his reflection in the mirror across from him grinning, smiling, and slowly speaking again.

"You...... Hungry for power?"

Numb, weird, scary.

Look at your own reflection in the mirror.

Lu Mo had nothing but fear in his heart.

He could feel that in the mirror, although he had his form, he was no longer him, but something very terrible.

This terrible thing, against his face, gave him a terrible feeling that he had been taken away.

"Death to Lao Tzu!"

Lu Mo is very brave.

Although he was afraid, he did not dare to act because he was afraid.

He clenched his pale fist and punched the mirror.

Click!

Crash!

The fragile mirror couldn't withstand Lu Mo's tremendous force.

He was blasted to pieces on the spot.

Pieces of mirrors, large or small, are sprinkled, reflecting the figure of Lu Mo, large or small.

The figures fisted their numb eyes and rolled their dark eyeballs as they looked at Lu Mo.

They opened their mouths, laughed or cried, and asked the same question.

"You...... Hungry for power?"

The strange power flowed into Lu Mo's body with the transmission of the voice.

His expression gradually became dull, his gaze became blank, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised a wonderful arc.

"Power...... Give me strength ......"

"As you wish. "

There was a deep malice in the deep voice.

With this promise, special power was injected into Lu Mo's body.

[Emotions are a wonderful power. 】

[This kind of thing can't be seen or touched, but it can make people have some incredible power.] 】

[Because of their emotions, some people burst out with great strength beyond their own physique. 】

[Someone made a heinous move because of his emotions. 】

[There are also people who have attracted strange attention because of their emotions. 】

Behold, this is the little wretched little pity, who thinks he is being targeted by envy. 】

[His body became a shell of jealousy, his consciousness was distorted by jealousy, at this moment, he had forgotten who he was, but he remembered which object he was jealous of. 】

[Emotional ...... Isn't it amazing?]

The phone on the stool is vibrating.

On the blood-colored screen, lines of black text appeared.

At the end of the text, a smiley face popped out.

There is a strong banter and full of schadenfreude.

It's like a fun person who sees the fun he wants to see.

And at this time.

Globally.

I don't know how many people have encountered the same thing as Lu Mo.

Their bodies are eroded, their consciousness is distorted.

They became jealous ghost slaves and doppelgangers.

They are all targeting Wu Jian.

"Ahh

Sneezed.

Wu Jian rubbed his nose.

"It's weird. "

Ever since he became a trickster, illness has said goodbye to him.

Unless it is a strange release, carrying a supernatural disease that may infect his body.

Normal illness simply cannot cause the slightest damage to his body.

But today he sneezed.

This...... Obviously there is a problem.

"Let me see, what's going on?"

Took out the auspicious dice.

Wu Jian began to divinate his fate.

This horror puzzle with a treacherous fate has a special effect that leads directly to fate.

He wants to see if someone is scheming against him behind his back.

Of course, it is possible that he is not a human being.

Dada!

He shook the dice and threw them on the table.

The dice turn quickly.

A moment later.

The dice stopped.

Three.

Little murderer.

"Huh?"

Seeing this point, Wu Jian raised his eyebrows.

With his current strength, he may not be in such a dangerous situation in the face of ordinary calamities.

But the auspicious dice made a small prediction for him.

"What is it?"

Picked up the dice and felt the curse of fate wrapped around him.

Wu Jian fell into deep thought.

This guy who can change his fortunes must at least have the power of the calamity level.

This guy could be weird, or he could be a trickster.

Wu Jian, who had already met several ancient tricksters, knew.

In some crevices, there are still some ancient powerhouses sleeping.

They possess power that is beyond the reach of the current Tricksters.

Besides.

There are also some beings who may pose a threat to him. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Immortals. "

After mastering the treacherous book of life and death, Wu Jian had already realized.

Myths that have been passed down since ancient times are not as simple as they seem on the surface.

In many myths, there are many details that are very scary.

These details are very similar to the weird rules of killing.

Break the rules and die.

If you violate the rules of heaven, you must die.

Some powerful immortals, who cannot be killed, will be sent to the Immortal Cutting Terrace, divided into several pieces, and buried in the four corners of heaven and earth.

This is similar to the weirdness of detention.

It's so powerful that it can't be resisted, so you have to find a way to direct it and imprison them separately.

If the gods are also weird.

So, with the resurgence of weirdness, will these legendary immortals gradually move from legends to reality?

"It's a nuisance. "

Scratching his head, Wu Jian felt very irritable.

Although the speed at which his strength has improved is not slow.

But he found that the stronger his strength, the easier it was to discover the horrors of this world.

In this world, too many secrets are hidden.

"It's still not strong enough. "

Touching the corner of his left eye, he now had seventeen scales in control.

According to the scope of his current ghost.

As long as he can open the ghost snake to the thirtieth layer, he will be able to envelop the entire earth.

A global reboot.

He can bring the entire family of the earth back to the time when the Strange Era has not yet been served.

However, he wasn't sure if he could really organize the opening of the Strange Era.

After all, after he took control of Time Trick, his future body did not use this method to restart the world.

Now he is still struggling in this era of strange revival.

"History is unchangeable, or is there some other reason why I didn't use the power of time to restart on a huge scale?"

Wu Jian couldn't figure it out, he had too little information.

"Let's solve the problem at hand first. "

Inexplicably a little murderer, it is clear that an enemy has hit himself with his idea.

Being beaten passively is not Wu Jian's habit.

He prefers to be more proactive.

"Let's see if we can find this guy first. "

Open your palm, and the book of life and death falls into your hand.

Wu Jian turned the pages of the mysterious book.

Unfolded a vision of the future.

[It's always a prostitute, do you feel good?]

As soon as he turned on the future vision, Wu Jian saw this string of words appear from the leather book.

"White prostitution makes me happy. "

With a grin, Wu Jian didn't pay attention to the book and continued to check the problem..........

[You know how to prostitute in vain, I'm afraid of you. 】

[You want to know who's behind you.] 】

[This question is too general, there are too many people who are worried about you, some good and some bad. 】

[Who is it that makes the auspicious dice change?]

[This question is a bit difficult to ......]

In the future, a blood-colored liquid flowed from the leather book, gradually outlining three words.

[Jealousy. 】

With the flow of blood, a chill gradually rose in the book of life and death.

Something malicious, as if to resuscitate in this book book with strange debts.

"Jealousy?"

The trickster manifests and tightens the book of life and death.

The supernatural release quickly completed the suppression of the book.

The restless spirit gradually subsided.

Judging by the name, this jealousy treachery is most likely a treachery.

I just don't know what the rules of terror are for this jealousy.

Putting away the book of life and death, Wu Jian walked out of the door.

He wanted to see what kind of trick this jealousy trick could do for him.

His judge's sword was already hungry and thirsty.

Bell bell bell!

As soon as he went out, Wu Jian's mobile phone rang.

On the screen, an unfamiliar phone number appeared.

Wu Jian picked up his mobile phone and clicked the answer button casually.

"Hello, who?"

"Suck ...... Whew......"

On the other end of the microphone, there was a sound of heavy breathing.

As this breathing sounded, Wu Jian smelled a cold rancid stench.

"Wu Jian. "

"Hey, hey, hey......"

A trilled voice sounded, and Wu Jian seemed to see a leaning and pale-skinned figure holding a phone and smiling at himself.

"I'm Wu Jian, do you have something to do with me?"

In the face of such a strange call, Wu Jian's expression was indifferent and his tone was calm.

"Hee-hee~ You're so calm~ Aren't you afraid that I have some kind of ability to kill people through phone calls?"

The voice on the other side of the microphone became muffled, with a mad malice.

"You've been targeted by me. "

"Oh. "

Feel the chill that wraps around you.

Wu Jian silently raised his empty left hand.

A pale color rose from his hand, and the spirit of the tricky hand had been stimulated.

His fingers rubbed together, twisting the supernatural that was wrapped around him.

The medium of the trickster has been acquired.

In Wu Jian's sight.

A bearded man in pajamas, holding an old black phone, was smiling and talking.

On this call, Wu Jian felt a cold breath.

"You don't seem to understand at all, you know? Now I can kill you with just one word. "

The bearded man didn't realize that his strange power had become the medium for Wu Jian to lock him, and he was still talking to himself.

"Now, I can give you a chance, give me all the weirdness you control, and I can spare your life. "

"Huh. "

Wu Jian couldn't help but laugh.

He opened his palms and gently made 3.9 pinching movements.

With this action of his, in another city.

The bearded man who was using a trick phone to call Wu Jian touched his neck with a puzzled expression.

He felt like he was out of breath.

"Do you feel a tightness in your neck?"

At this time, such a sentence came from his microphone, which made a cold sweat directly overflow on his head.

"What did you do? Hurry up and cancel, or I'm going to make you feel bad. "

Touching his neck, the beard felt two more depressions in his neck, as if an invisible person was pinching his neck with his hands.

Powerful, but also dangerous.

"Well, I'm so scared, please don't make a move. "

A laughing voice came from the other side of the microphone again.

This voice is talking about fear.

But the bearded man felt the hand around his neck tighten tighter and tighter.

"You forced me!"

The bearded man covered his neck and launched a strange call.

With one free hand, he slid four numbers over the rotating dial of the old phone.

This is the strongest means of killing people by tricks.

As soon as the opposite side answered his call, he was swiping four under the 4 number.

Then the other party will inevitably die when the phone hangs up.

While!

The bearded man snapped the microphone onto the phone's hang-up bracket.

An extraordinarily cold aura erupted on the treacherous phone.

As the breath erupted, the bearded man felt like his life had been taken away by the call.

But a smug smile appeared on his face.

This Wu Jian is dead.

But in the next second.

He was stunned again.

He found that the force that choked his neck did not relax in the slightest?

That Wu Jian ...... Didn't die?.