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Chapter 783 There is no logic in life, it is all calculation(2/2)

Wuqing frowned, but she saw a point of darkness in the distance suddenly enlarged, and the aura of destruction appeared in front of her. Although she had seen it before when she killed Jizo, this was the first time that she was targeted.

Wu Qing panicked in an instant, and her survival instinct caused her to struggle violently, even turning pale and crying.

It was just a fierce struggle but it was of no use. On the one hand, the world-destroying aura had suppressed her fighting spirit from the soul level and limited her movement. On the other hand, Zuo Zhou's iron-like hands were still pressing on her shoulders, making her

Unable to move.

"Let...let me go, please...please!"

Wuqing's tone at this moment was softer than ever before. Zuo Zhou trembled when he heard it behind him. Sure enough, this girl is a douchebag, just like her brother, and she owes a domineering president to deal with her severely!

boom!

Wu Qing had even begun to close his eyes and wait for death, but the aura of destruction that was about to come into contact with them suddenly disappeared.

Qing Qing's body suddenly relaxed, and he slumped in Zuo Zhou's arms. A voice of gloating sounded in his ears, "Fifteen years ago, a great god from the past plotted against me by relying on the Hui Meng Heart Sutra. That's when I understood

It turns out that the Heart Sutra of Hui Meng also has the function of forcing people to enter a dream and connect their souls. This is completely a unique skill for killing people in dreams."

Qingqing's lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she had just been frightened by the aura of world destruction, and now even her tongue was numb, let alone taking action.

Just listen to Zuo Zhou continue: "But that god was not in a good state at that time. He was huddled in the six realms of reincarnation, so they could only rely on other methods to pull me into the dream space. But I am not him, and I am in my current state

A good group, if I want, I can force Jin Chan, who has also practiced the Dream Heart Sutra, into a dream, and I will do this with the great theologian who plotted against me!"

Zuo Zhou gently stroked Wu Qing's cheek, "Maybe Jian Xin and Lu Dongbin can make things difficult for me outside, but in the dream space, I am invincible!"

Wu Qing's eyes brightened slightly, and the initial panic finally calmed down. Zuo Zhou saw this and continued: "So you really don't need to worry. If things really develop to the last step, Jin Chan will not pose a threat at all. Hehe

, you see, the logic of my move is clear and the foreshadowing is thousands of miles away. If it really happened at the last and most critical moment, it definitely deserves a round of applause! This time, for you, I told the whole story about such a wonderful plot! How should you compensate me?

?”

Wuqing: "..." Suddenly I had a bad feeling.

"Well, at this time, some students are going to ask, what method did that great god use to force me into the dream space? Okay, I'll tell you!"

Zuo Zhou put his hand on Qingqing's waist as if he wanted to teach others...



Jin Chan let out a long yawn and walked towards a town while holding a nine-ringed tin staff.

After a month and a half of rushing slowly, she finally entered the Western Region. The deeper she went, the more unusual the atmosphere became.

The smell in the air is not very good, a bit like someone spilled tomato juice, but the smell is not too strong, and it only takes a few seconds to get used to it, but Jin Chan, who is already sensitive, feels a bit

Unusual.

Speaking of which, she had never been to the Western Regions before. She only knew something about it from books and Shinto people's stories.

In the description of Shinto people, the Western Region is a barbaric land without civilization. After being included in the territory of the Qin Dynasty, many academies were to be established to bring civilization to the people of the Western Region. It is a pity that King Xian, who founded the Qinglong Society, became the king of monsters.

, brought serious suffering to the people of the Western Regions.

Although various countries have troops stationed here, the number of monsters has been increasing continuously for ten years, and it has only been better in the past five years.

But this is not because the army has made any real progress in its suppression, but because the entire Western Region has turned into a desert!

Yes, desert, no living things, no plants, nothing!

The monsters originally ate meat, and the army adopted the tactic of fortifying the walls and clearing the country to relocate the people, and even relocated many small animals. This worked at first, but the problem was that the monsters soon began to evolve, and they changed from carnivores to omnivores.

Animals are starting to eat leaves!

This puts people in a difficult situation. They can set fire to the mountains, but a fire cannot destroy all the plants. After all, tree roots are buried deep in the ground, and monsters can dig holes, so you have no way to limit them.

In this way, the army and the monsters fought fiercely for ten years. It was not until five years ago that there was nothing left to eat in the entire Western Region, and then they regained the upper hand.

Therefore, according to Jin Chan's opinion, it shouldn't be so tense here.

However……

roar!

A chaotic and bloody roar came, and Jin Chan shuddered suddenly. When he turned around, he saw a three-meter-tall monster emerging from the ground. It had four legs and six hands, a head like a lion, and a body like a crocodile.

, looks very much like a stitch monster!

This suture monster Pu saw Jin Chan as soon as it appeared, and then... was beaten into a pulp by Jin Chan's Zen staff...

"Why are you yelling so loudly!" Jin Chan looked aggrieved and lifted up the nine-ringed tin staff. The bright red flesh and blood on it was sticky to the lake.

At this moment, the ground sank in one after another. Jin Chan ignored his horse and flew up to avoid the subsequent attacks.

One after another, strange-looking monsters began to crawl out of the soil, becoming more and more numerous and stronger, and soon there were monsters at the level of people's rankings.

It was a monster with many hands, and it seemed that it no longer belonged to the same species as the monsters in the past.

Fifteen years, long or short, is it enough for a species to evolve into a completely different form?

Jin Chan didn't know, but she understood that this was definitely not a natural choice, and... why was it such a coincidence that they found me right after I arrived?

Jin Chan immediately thought of a possibility: could these monsters be related to the Buddha's relics?

Jin Chan didn't know what the relationship between these monsters and the Shinto people was. Was it really prepared by the Shinto people? Then why did they kill her?

"Ugly, let that girl go!"
Chapter completed!
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