Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

It's night.

The moon hangs high.

Because of the special existence of Wu Jian, Huaxia did not cause too much social turmoil because of the strange recovery.

People are going home after work.

The entertainment of entertainment.

The days are ordinary, but safe.

"Damn!"

In a women's dormitory at a university.

An obese and average-looking girl is looking at her hand with a hideous face~ A short video on the machine.

In this short video:

A perfect interpretation of a good show that reverses black and white and hits a rake.

After the bully was stopped, he arrogantly insulted the classmates who stopped him.

When the teacher came, he pretended to be a bully.

It's breathtaking, and it's shameless.

And the protagonist of this short video is this girl.

"He actually posted the video on the Internet, how dare he!"

The girl clenched her fists, her eyes a little flustered.

She's bad, but she's not stupid.

She knew very well what would happen to her if it was exposed.

"No, we must find a way to suppress the heat of this matter, the second uncle works in the Education Bureau, there should be a way. "

The girl looked at the video on her phone, gritting her teeth and turning her brain.

She didn't notice that her face was getting paler as her brain turned.

A cold aura was rising above her, and some terrible thought appeared in her heart inexplicably.

"All deserve to die, all men deserve to die, girls should be spoiled, how dare he do such a thing......"

"Damn ......"

"Damn ......"

"Damn it!"

Saliva left from the corners of the roaring mouth, the pale face was distorted, the woman's eyes widened, and blackened blood spread in the whites of the eyes.

With a quick click of her finger on her phone, a brand new post is quickly edited.

[Family, who understands......]

An inexplicable supernatural spirit was injected into the post as the text appeared.

A post with a killing rule came to the Internet when the girl clicked the send button.

"Hey......

Look at the phone screen to send the words successfully.

The girl let out a creepy laugh.

Burst!

The next moment.

A blood streak appeared on her chest.

The smile on her face froze suddenly.

The blood stains were expanding rapidly, and a terrible coldness swept through the wound all over her body, making a trace of dazedness flash in the girl's eyes.

What just happened?

What the hell is wrong with me?

With a heart full of questions.

The girl's consciousness fell into darkness.

Almost at the same moment.

Across the country, many women who were posting had a wound in their chests and died.

Their faces, without exception, were all pale and not like living people.

It even smelled like a dead corpse.

"Solved some. "

Imperial capital.

National Information Processing Center.

The judge in Wu Jian's hand twisted slightly, and then disappeared into his hand.

In front of him.

Hundreds of displays are lit up.

Most of these displays have become snowdrops.

These displays had just been used as a medium for Wu Jian to release the judge's murder rules, assassinating all the women possessed by some kind of weirdness, and now all of them have been damaged.

"The source of this weirdness is not in reality. "

"Isn't it realistic?"

Lu Ziyang felt the strangeness of gradually recovering from the silent state in his body as Wu Jian collected the sword, and his expression was a little complicated.

The gap is too big.

Just now, Wu Jian just took out the judge.

The aura emanating from this terrifying ancient sword made him control the strange silence.

He knows.

At this time, Wu Jian already possessed a terrifying power that he could not understand.

"Well, He must be hidden in some crevice, and He must have the consciousness of a living person, otherwise he can't be so cunning. "

Wu Jian opened his hand.

The strange spirit of the furnace rises in the palm of your hand.

Some kind of supernatural connection connects him to the corpse of the woman he assassinated.

Then he tugged hard.

A wisp of something fluttering fell into his hands.

"It's ......"

Lu Ziyang frowned as he looked at these floating things.

Here are a few long black hairs.

There was a faint ominous aura flowing from his long hair, which made his skin tingle.

"A little trace left by the other party. "

The time trick in his left eye beats slightly, and the power of time freezes the black hair's time, so that it cannot be dissipated directly.

Wu Jian began to pursue through the connection of time.

His perspective is constantly stretching.

Images kept flashing in his eyes.

In these images, the figure of a woman constantly appears.

These women have a variety of appearances and clothing, both modern and ancient.

Besides.

They also have a face full of malice and resentment.

was staring at him viciously through the perspective of time.

"Found me?"

Calmly looking at the woman who looked at a famous general, Wu Jian's eyes rolled slightly.

He saw that the black hair in his hand had begun to disintegrate as if it were burning.

"There are two hits. "

Although he didn't use all his strength, he was able to penetrate the time treacherous spirit and destroy the black hair, which shows that this unknown weirdness is quite terrifying.

"But I've found you. "

The left eye locks on to a woman in a Western-style classical dress.

The spatial vortex in Wu Jian's right eye suddenly turned.

"I'm coming......"

Before the words fell, Wu Jian had already disappeared from the room.

“............"

Lu Ziyang was speechless in the face of Wu Jian's ghost.

He sighed slightly and commanded his subordinates.

"Seal all the damaged display screens, seal them in the supernatural contaminated warehouse, let the security department keep an eye on this place at 24 hours, and report to me as soon as there is any change. "

"Yes. "

Looking at the retreating manpower, Lu Ziyang turned around and walked towards the door.

He couldn't get his hands on the rest of the matter.

Moreover, there are a lot of things in the Special Affairs Bureau, and he has to go back to deal with them as soon as possible.

............

The rules of space are distorted by the power of space tricks.

Mixed with the power of time to touch time, Wu Jian was sent into a strange gap.

It is a medieval-style town.

The sky was overcast and thick with clouds.

obscured the sun, making everything in view appear very dim, revealing a low air pressure ominous.

The smell of burnt and rotting was in the air.

The ground is very muddy.

Dirty poultry and scrawny humans numb through the town.

Wu Jian's sudden appearance did not attract the attention of these people.

They simply glanced up, then turned their gaze back and went about their business.

“............"

Glancing at the townsfolk with stains on their skin and dressed in coarse cloth.

Wu Jian's eyes narrowed slightly.

These people are living people.

and not entirely alive.

They have everything that a living person has, and at the same time they have a strange and unique supernatural aura.

But this kind of supernatural is not the power released by some weirdness.

On the contrary, it is like the feeling of living people living in a supernatural land for too long, surviving from generation to generation, and being polluted by supernatural beings.

They have greater resistance to the Spooky.

At the same time, there is very little left of their own humanity for this reason.

They are living people.

It may also become terrifyingly weird because of some kind of stimulus.

"It's kind of interesting. "

With his eyes rolling, Wu Jian looked into the interior of the town through the tracking of time.

In that direction.

There is a familiar atmosphere.

"Here. "

Wu Jian's right eye flickered slightly, and the power of the space treachery was about to be launched. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

But at this moment, the townspeople who were originally numb and wandering seemed to feel something, and they raised their heads one after another, and pointed their eyes with strange blood in the direction of Wu Jian.

"The devil is the power of the devil. "

"Kill him, with fire, with burning at the stake. "

"He's in league with the witch!"

"Only with fire can the devil be purified!"

A handful of rusty hatchets and axes were held in his hands.

A sharp pitchfork and a heavy hoe became weapons.

Some strange power connected to Wu Jian's body with the gaze of the townspeople.

With the appearance of strange powers, Wu Jian felt that there was some kind of abnormality in the space.

A power that seems to be a ghost and is not exactly a ghost is limiting the power of space tricks.

"It's a nuisance. "

Looking at the townsfolk who were rushing towards him with a crazy expression and a farm tool in hand, Wu Jian sighed slightly and opened his hand.

The judge appeared in his hand with a buzzing sound.

A cold breath penetrates into the body.

The slashing medium of death has encompassed all the townsfolk in sight as its gaze wanders.

Airplanes!

The ancient sword slashed.

Pitch-black scars pierced everything in front of him.

It's like a movie special effects.

At the same time, a blood line appeared on the necks of these townsfolk who were still charging.

Burst!

Blackened blood flowed from the blood line.

The round head rolls down.

A headless corpse staggered to the ground.

As these townspeople fell, Wu Jian's brows furrowed.

"Huh?"

Feeling the air that suddenly became cold, Wu Jian's left eye moved slightly.

The Ghost of Time suddenly expanded, enveloping him and the surrounding area.

With the spread of the ghost.

Illusory figures appeared out of thin air.

"Some kind of supernatural residual image ......"

The figures resemble television images with poor signals, and the lines around their bodies are constantly flashing and looking blurry.

But the cold in them is not weak at all, and they are full of evil thoughts that cause death.

Under the suppression of the ghosts of time.

These figures did not freeze, but remained in a flickering state, and slowly turned their heads to the direction where Wu Jian was.

The position of the black face was split in three curved arcs.

Like eyes and mouth.

"I see you......"

A sharp groan echoed in my ears.

Wu Jian felt a strange feeling of joy in his heart.

This emotion drove his facial muscles to make a playful expression.

However, with the beating of Wu Jian's treacherous heart, this inexplicable emotion lasted for less than a second before it was suppressed.

"Humph......"

With a light snort, the suppressive power of the Ghost of Time suddenly increased.

These flickering images are like foam boards crushed on the spot by the oppressive force of the ghosts of time.

"Huh!"

Deep in town.

In an old mansion.

An old man with a white beard suddenly snorted, his face bulging with dense black veins, and a cold aura swayed on his body.

"Failed?"

An indifferent voice rang out from the room, and a woman in a medieval European dress opened her pale eyes and looked at the old man with black veins on his face.

"I'm sorry ma'am, that guy is strong. "

The old man's body was trembling, and his voice was very hoarse.

But he still struggled to bend down and admit his mistake to the woman.

"Is that why you failed?"

The woman rested her cheek with one hand, her brows furrowed, and her face was impatient.

She could feel the horrible man outside approaching where she was.

She didn't like that.

"Madame, please give me another chance. "

The cold on the old man's body gradually subsided, and he somehow suppressed the weirdness of restlessness in his body.

Now he felt like he could do it again.

"Go ahead, don't let me down. "

The woman rubbed her temples and looked gloomy.

She didn't think the old man would lose again.

After all, he is a strong man who has mastered some of the calamities.

Even if it was her, it would take a lot of effort to make him his subordinate.

"Yes. "

The old man nodded, turned and prepared to leave.

He's going to deal with the intruder face-to-face.

But at this very moment.

He suddenly felt a terrifying supernatural force acting on his body.

"No need to come, I'm here. "

An indifferent voice rang in my ears.

Wisps of sand emerge out of thin air.

The cold sand slowly clings to the old man's body as if it has life.

As the fine sand clinged to it, the old man felt the strangeness in his body suddenly fall silent.

At the same time, he felt that something precious was rapidly draining away.

This precious thing.

It's time.

"No...... Don't ......"

The old man, whose face was rapidly decaying, let out a cry of despair.

But his constantly weakening body made it impossible for him to do even such simple things.

He could only watch as the sand gradually submerged his body.

At the same time, he completely plundered his time.

Call!

The fine sand that wrapped the old man collapsed directly and turned into a small grave.

In front of the grave bag.

Wu Jian inserted a stone tombstone in front of the grave bag.

"Buried. "

The tomb bag and tombstone gradually turned into a virtual shadow and merged into the cemetery controlled by Wu Jian.

He turned his head to look at another living person in the room.

The woman in the medieval dress.

"It's your turn next. "

“............"

Looking at Wu Jian's indifferent face, a trace of cold sweat overflowed on the woman's forehead.

It's too fast.

From the appearance of Wu Jian to the burial of the old man.

This series of actions took only a split second.

Wait for her to reflect.

The old man has been turned into a grave bag and completely buried by Wu Jian.

"It's all a misunderstanding, and I have no ill intentions. "

The woman was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled and began to release kindness.

No way.

After seeing Wu Jian's strength, she had realized that the guy in front of her who came out of nowhere had no power that she could fight against at all.

"Huh. "

Wu Jian raised his eyes and glanced at the woman and smiled.

He didn't know if the woman in front of him was pretending to be stupid or something else.

He had obviously fought against her through supernatural hooks.

She now pretended not to know what was going on.

I want to play reconciliation with myself.

Is...... Be all abroad.

"No, no misunderstanding, I'm here today for one thing, to kill you, or you to kill me. "

Open your palm, and the strange spirit of the furnace ripples in the palm of your hand.

Wu Jian looked at the woman whose face had become gloomy, grinned, and smiled hideously.