Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

Absorb.

Two gloomy and cold breaths were sucked into the gourd.

Gradually, it was refined into a tricky wine.

This is the weirdness that Qu Chenguang controls.

This guy has evil thoughts about himself in his heart, so he will be targeted by jealousy.

Although Wu Jian has promised not to kill him.

But he didn't agree, and let him continue to be a trickster.

"So, here's the guy next. "

A translucent human face appeared in Wu Jian's hand, this human face was in a frozen state, and his face was full of jealousy, exuding a cold aura.

This is the culprit who made Qu Chenguang lose his mind.

It contains a hint of jealousy and weirdness.

Now, this trace of breath was frozen by Wu Jian with the power of time.

Caught in a state that could not be dissipated.

This thing is the best medium.

Wu Jian pulled out the judge.

I was just about to use this terrible ancient sword to dismember the weirdness that was going on behind the scenes.

But it was at this time that a whole new ritual appeared in his mind.

"Please turn around, baby?"

His eyes were slightly dazed, and Wu Jian absorbed the knowledge overflowing in his mind, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

He looked down at his palm, raised his hand and touched his head.

His face changed slightly.

"This comes from my knowledge, but what is this me?"

With the improvement of strength, Wu Jian gradually began to be curious about his physique.

His ability to control the weird physique at no cost will definitely not appear for no reason.

But wanting to explore the secret of the physique, Wu Jian inexplicably had a feeling.

He felt that there was some very terrible truth hidden in this secret.

“............"

"Good fellow, just thinking about it makes me feel creepy, my physique can't be the key to the world becoming this bear. "

“............"

"Hiss......"

Thinking of this, Wu Jian couldn't help but gasp.

The look was terrifying.

He felt that his conjecture seemed to be a little reliable.

"Forehead ......"

"Let's imprison Jealousy first. "

Licking his lips, Wu Jian set his eyes on the face of the jealous man.

He unfurled the primordial spell skin, pulled out the gourd, and hung the judge over it.

The dark wind lifted the judge's sword.

Wu Jian grabbed the face of the jealous and treacherous person and put it in front of the treacherous gourd.

"Hoo ......"

Exhaling lightly, Wu Jian clasped his hands together.

His expression became indifferent.

"Please turn around ...... baby"

A cold aura erupted on his body.

The stopper of the gourd pops up automatically.

A wisp of yin wind spilled out of it and enveloped it on the judge's sword.

The judge, who was engulfed by the yin wind, turned into a sword-shaped phantom.

Hovered in the air.

Groaned into the jealous grimace.

The smell of corpses was rippling.

It's a gloomy room.

In the middle of the room, a stiff figure sits cross-legged.

He had a mean-looking face.

Sharp corners of the eyes and thin, barely visible lips.

With a smile that makes people uncomfortable to look at.

His eyes, all black, without the slightest whites, were reflected in layers of human figures.

These figures all have faces full of jealousy.

"Hee-hee-hee......"

A shrill laugh erupted from the figure's mouth.

A terrible chill rippled over Him.

He is jealousy.

The terrible weirdness that controls the rules of jealousy.

As long as jealousy arises, it will be sensed by Him.

He can use his own supernatural powers to infect his target.

This infection can both kill people and distort cognition.

And he chose to use this supernatural power to deal with the strongest trickster of this era.

Airplanes!

Metal thunderstruck.

Sword-shaped light and shadow pierced through the void and appeared in the room.

The terrifying supernatural locked on the jealousy treacherous, causing the awakened supernatural to change its expression.

A look of horror resembled that of a living man appeared on His face.

He turned his head one hundred and eighty degrees.

He looked at the sword-shaped light and shadow that appeared in the room.

"No ......"

He opened his mouth and spat out the words.

The words just came out.

The sword-like light had passed over his head.

Burst!

Thin lines of blood appeared on the neck of the jealous thorn.

His head fell smoothly.

Almost as soon as his head hit the ground, two pitch-black chains pierced the void, piercing his mutilated body and head.

Crash!

The chains quickly retracted, pulling His body apart.

A looming leather book appears, and the dismemberment throws jealousy's body into the leather book.

"The detention was successful. "

Humanity flashes in both eyes.

Wu Jian exhaled.

Raising his arm, on his arm, a strange grimace was emitting bursts of white mist, slowly disappearing.

As this grimace disappeared, Wu Jian felt a huge strange power injected into his body.

was instantly imprisoned by his physique.

He knew that this was the power of jealousy. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Incomplete. "

Absorbing the power of jealousy, Wu Jian's brows furrowed slightly.

This jealousy is very strong.

But it's not strong enough.

At least judging from the power he was absorbing now, this jealousy trick couldn't reach the strength of the trick at all.

"It's only part of it, not all of it. "

Recalling the jealous and treacherous spirit, Wu Jian's eyes narrowed.

It's too weak.

It's just too weak.

This jealousy trick is very cunning, and it actually divides its own rules and creates a clone similar to the ontology.

This made Wu Jian's aerial slash unable to directly his body at all.

Only parts of the puzzle can hold Him.

"It's kind of interesting. "

He beckoned and withdrew the gourd.

Wu Jian felt the jealousy of the part he had imprisoned, and silently moved his fingers to grasp the judge's sword.

He could feel that the jealousy in his body was somehow connected to so many beings.

Through this connection, he can use the judge in his hand to kill all these beings.

"Is it a trickster?...... No, it's an unlucky guy who has been bewitched by a jealous and treacherous supernatural spirit. "

Wu Jian thought for a moment and opened his palm.

A cold force gathered in his hands, gradually forming a black cross.

This is the manifestation of the strange spirit of faith.

This thing is just enough to restrain the jealous and treacherous spirit.

Jealousy is a trick to things, relying on the jealousy of the living for him.

And the belief trick has the supernatural nature of faith.

It only takes faith to distort the minds of these guys who have been blinded by jealousy.

Isn't it all the problem?

"I'm a genius. "

He raised his hand, and the pitch-black cross turned into black spots of light and disappeared from his hand.

There were countless figures flickering in Wu Jian's eyes.

This is the life of jealousy and deceit, and now he is projecting the spirit of faith and treachery into these people through the spirit of jealousy.

"Damn! Damn!

On the high-speed train, Lu Mo hung his head, his eyes were covered with thick dark circles, and the whites of his eyes were full of red bloodshots.

There was only one thing on his mind right now.

That is the jealousy of Wu Jian.

This jealousy gave him a natural signpost in his heart.

Guide him to a place.

There is the city of Aoyama.

The old nest of Wu Jian.

He wants to use his own strength to let Wu Jian know that he is not much weaker than him.

At this time, Lu Mo had lost his normal sense.

His consciousness had been completely distorted by jealousy.

He gulped down and dressed roughly.

The surrounding passengers showed frightened expressions.

Some of the passengers had already contacted the attendant on the bus and reported his situation.

"Sir, if you are not feeling well, you can come with me to the infirmary, we have a professional doctor on board. "

Soon the conductor came to this carriage.

The flight attendant was a girl, and she politely said to Lu Mo, who had a gloomy face.

"Get out. "

Face this flight attendant.

Lu Mo's reaction was simple.

He faintly spat out such a word.

“...... Please don't talk like that, sir. "

The flight attendant's brows furrowed slightly, his tone did not change much, and he still gently persuaded him.

This is her professionalism.

"You'd better go check it out, it's not bad for your body. "

"I told you to get out, can't you understand human words?"

Lu Mo raised his head, his bloodshot eyes staring at the flight attendant.

"Or are your legs unusable, do you need me to break them?"

The thick arm was raised, and a slight chill shook on Lu Mo's body.

He looked at the conductor's legs in black stockings and let out a low sinister grin.

His expression frightened the conductor and couldn't help but take two steps back.

Although as a conductor, this girl can be regarded as well-informed, but it is the first time she has seen such a terrible passenger as Lu Mo (Zhao).

She was scared.

"What, aren't you ready to serve me?"

Lu Mo seemed to have fun and began to pay his attention to this conductor girl.

He stood up and walked towards the conductor step by step.

"Hey, don't mess around!"

At this moment, a passenger who was unable to see stood up.

He is a young man who does not look very old, he is 1.9 meters tall, his muscles are very strong, and he obviously exercises regularly.

He stood in front of Lu Mo and said with an unkind face.

"Hehe, I'm not very old, but I've learned to be a hero to save beauty, but you haven't figured it out, you~ are not heroes. "

Lu Mo smiled fiercely and waved his hand casually.

A supernatural force turned into a yin wind and swept away the young man's body.

As the overcast wind swept by.

The young man rolled his eyes.

Fainted directly.

The vitality in him was rapidly fading.

Ordinary people are too fragile for tricksters.

Even a well-trained young man like a young man is as fragile as an ant in front of the trickster's means.

"Let's move on. "

Solving the youth, Lu Mo looked at the conductor again with a sly smile.

He didn't notice that behind his head, a pitch-black cross was rapidly taking shape.

The next second.

This cross runs straight through his head.