Chapter 722: Embarrassment
Ice field in another world.
Chen Shouyi was steaming all over, and the heat was filled with high temperature. The ice and snow under his feet had melted into a shallow puddle.
He practiced the thirty-six horizontal styles over and over again.
Suddenly, his whole body stiffened.
The movement was interrupted and stopped.
Just now, he felt another space fluctuation sweeping through.
He looked up and saw the aurora flying in the sky, like silk threads of silk, a charming and gorgeous, as if it was dreamy.
Chen Shouyi felt dark in his heart.
These days, space fluctuations have become more and more frequent, and even the power of heaven and earth has begun to become restless, and there is a vague feeling of disaster.
Of course he knew what was going on.
But that's why he feels anxious.
He looked at the time and found that it was almost evening on Earth, so he stopped practicing. His body shook slightly, sweat splashed on his body, and then he raised his legs and walked towards the hut not far away.
In the hut, the two little guys were so scared that they hugged each other, huddled in the corner and shivered. As soon as they saw Chen Shouyi, they immediately flew down on his shoulders like a milk swallow returning to the nest.
"What a giant, when will we go back? It's so terrible here." The shell girl said tightly to his ear.
"Yes, yes!" Hong Xiaobu said.
Chen Shouyi glanced at Hong Xiaobu.
What else would you say besides yes?
"Go back now." Chen Shouyi said: "Or you stay at another home tomorrow and don't come with me."
"But Xiao Budian is worried about a good giant." The shell girl compared her small fist and said seriously: "It's dangerous. Xiao Budian will help a good giant."
"I will also help the giants." Hong Xiaobian said.
"You two are my little ones." Chen Shouyi felt extremely soft when he heard this, and even the haze in his heart disappeared.
Still two little ones.
It's really not in vain to raise them.
...
At night, in the bedroom.
Chen Shouyi was casually flipping through the newspaper.
The two little guys watched the cartoon seriously.
The two do not disturb each other.
After reading it for a while, he threw a stack of newspapers aside.
At this time, he felt something and his body floated up. At the same time, the screen of the window automatically opened. He floated out of the window like a ghost, and then flew into the distance.
...
On the rooftop of a skyscraper.
"Dear human strong man, your intuition is getting sharper and more acute." The thief of fate exclaimed.
Evil things do not possess divine power like gods, but mainly rely on terrifying innate abilities and superpowers. Chen Shouyi's perception and will are already considered top evil things.
"If you have anything to say, please say it." Chen Shouyi said impatiently.
"After so many days, you should have made a decision, right?" asked the Destiny Stealer.
"That's your business, it has nothing to do with me." Chen Shouyi frowned slightly. This was a joint decision after the last multinational summit.
Just don't get involved.
For humans, compared to Tam, the Ancestral God is the most dangerous and most risky one.
After all, Tam's devouring the earth was not a short-term event, and there was no danger yet.
But after the ancestor god escaped from the trap, who knows whether it is good or evil to humans?
The other party’s promise is just an empty word without any binding force.
Humans can't afford to gamble.
He doesn't even have the qualifications to go to the gambling table.
Just like a lion will not reason with a rabbit, at that time, I will be the slaughter of people, and humans can only be slaughtered by others.
Although a bit negative.
But it is the only countermeasure that humans can think of.
Humans need time.
"Hahaha..." The thief of fate laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" Chen Shouyi looked cold and felt very upset. Is what he said so funny?
"This is a great disaster. You, an evil thing that Tam dislikes, still want to stay out of it. You have no choice. A new era is coming. The future will be the era of our evil things. Come on, join us. This is the decision of fate." The thief of fate said with a fanatical look on his face.
"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm a human, and this is not Tam." Chen Shouyi said coldly, turning around and preparing to leave. At this time, he paused and turned around: "By the way, don't let me see you again, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."
"You..." The face of the thief of fate changed for a moment, and in the end he did not dare to say anything harsh.
...
It was July, the high temperature had lasted for half a month, and the streets were filled with citizens shopping.
Chen Shouyi squatted on the street, staring at the men and women coming and going, lit a cigarette, and took a deep breath.
"The Ancestral God can be imprisoned by Tam for tens of millions of years, which means that his strength is still not as good as Tam. This time he probably just has no power to struggle." Chen Shouyi said intimately.
He could only hope in his heart, but his strength was still too weak after all.
Take one step, look one step.
He took a few puffs and then put out his cigarettes. Recently, his addiction to cigarettes has become increasingly serious. In fact, it is not addiction to cigarettes, but the omnipresent pressure makes him always habitually want to smoke a cigarette.
He threw the cigarette butt into the trash can next to him and was about to get up and go home.
"Senior!"
"Song Tingting." Chen Shouyi looked up in surprise and found that it was Song Tingting's family.
He stood up and said politely: "Uncle Song, Aunt Zhang, are you shopping?"
"Ah, yes, Chen... Mr. Chen!" Song Qiran said stammeringly, "Listen... I'm telling me that there is a night market here, and I'm going to come and have a stroll."
Who is Chen Shouyi?
The human god of martial arts, the strongest man in the world, is still so nostalgic. He calls him Uncle Song, and he feels that his body is a little floating.
"Uncle Song, you are an elder, just call me Xiao Chen." Chen Shouyi smiled.
Song Qiran dared not call me like that: "Mr. Chen, don't, you are too polite, just call me Lao Song, I..."
At this time, Zhang Jingyi next to him secretly pinched his soft flesh and smiled: "Mr. Chen, you and Tingting have not seen each other for a long time. You must have something to say. Let's talk to you two."
Then he said to Song Tingting: "Tingting, remember to come back tonight."
Song Tingting's face suddenly turned red, as if a cloud was dyed with clouds.
...
"What are you doing for pinching me?" Song Qiran said with a depressed look on his face.
It's too harsh.
It feels bruised.
"I'm embarrassed to see it." Zhang Jingyi said expressionlessly.
Song Qiran disagreed: "What's the embarrassment about this? How many people want to flatter Mr. Chen and have no chance to flatter Mr. Chen? You probably don't know that Mr. Chen is also the personal major shareholder of Steam Turbine Group."
"Didn't you see your daughter looking embarrassed?" Zhang Jingyi said.
Song Qiran was silent for a while and asked, "Do you think Mr. Chen and Tingting can succeed?"
"It's good to succeed naturally, and it doesn't matter if it doesn't work. My daughter can't get married, just let it go." Zhang Jingyi said.
"I'm worried about my daughter's unrequited love. With Mr. Chen's status, no woman can be found. Even if I find a barbarian god in another world, it would be easy." Song Qiran said worriedly.
Chapter completed!