All People Simulate: I Become The Villain Of Destiny

Su Mo saw Yu Xiaogang summon the Martial Spirit Luo Three Cannons.

The corners of the mouth curled up in satisfaction.

No matter from what point of view, Yu Xiaogang took the lead in attacking him, and he had already violated the soul master code of the Wuhun Hall and the laws of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Soul masters are forbidden to shoot at civilians.

It is forbidden for soul masters in urban areas to release martial souls, and if necessary, they need to move to uninhabited lanes.

Yu Xiaogang obviously thought of it too.

But immediately, his heart was ruthless, and the second soul ring lit up.

He's going to keep shooting!

"Since I can't stay in the academy, let's change places to eat and live!"

"I can't make your bad seed any better!"

He knew the power of his martial soul technique, put his hand into his pocket, and at the same time shouted in a low voice:

"Fart like smoke, hypnotize the sleeping Luo Sancang!"

When the words fell, Luo Sanpao's wise eyes lit up, his stomach gurgled, and his body turned to Su Mo in reverse.

Su Mo's face froze, he hit too much and let this guy go berserk?

Gan!

I didn't say anything!

Su Mo only wanted to force out Yu Xiaogang's martial soul so that he could find a reason to "punish" him for himself.

But I never expected that this guy would be broken in two or three sentences.

But, it's also an opportunity!

Su Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and his right thumb, index finger, and middle finger were fluffed, making a fiddling motion.

The amplitude was very small, but Su Mo's face turned pale suddenly, and the remaining "gifts" that intercepted a thousand streams were consumed by half.

Instead, everything around him slowed down.

It's like it's been adjusted to 0.5x speed.

It's not that someone else is slow, it's that he sped up his own time!

In this state, his thinking and movements have been amplified.

Although it didn't last long, it was enough to deal with a mouth cannon king like Yu Xiaogang!

Trample!

On tiptoe, Su Mo used his body technique, not retreating, but advancing, and quickly approached Yu Xiaogang.

At double speed, he could even see Yu Xiaogang's pupils slowly shrinking.

The white jade-like fist swung upward, and because of the height difference, the fist that should have hit his lower abdomen landed on the two quail eggs.

"Whew!"

The miserable howl like killing a pig sounded in Su Mo's ears, and Yu Xiaogang instinctively curled up.

But Su Mo, who was in the state of double speed, his face was even darker, and his little hand frantically slapped the back of his hand on Yu Xiaogang's face, and at the same time took away the mask in his hand.

This series of actions occurred between two seconds, and the confused Luo Sanpao instinctively turned the muzzle of the cannon, aimed it at Su Mo, and dubbed in his mouth:

"Bang!"

The thick yellow smoke approached Yu Xiaogang's frightened expression, and he instinctively wanted to run...

However!

Su Mo kicked him in the knee, and he flew out of Luo Sancang's attack range with his reaction force, not to mention, and kicked Yu Xiaogang to the ground.

Da! Da!

When he landed, the double speed was lifted, and Su Mo shook his body slightly and took two steps backwards to adapt to the changing rate.

Suddenly!

A roar rang out:

"Stop!"

Su Mo looked up in amazement and saw Ju Douluo coming towards him at a high speed.

Rumble!

The carriage exploded, and the ghostly figure pulled out an afterimage in the air, and the latter rushed over first.

A cold wind struck behind Su Mo, and a large shadow enveloped him.

By the time he could react, a rough hand had been clasped around his head.

The two Douluo, Ju and Ghost, had to stop, and they were only less than three meters away from Su Mo.

It's a pity that Su Mo's head is still in the hands of others, which makes them extremely aggrieved.

A chrysanthemum bloomed behind Ju Douluo, his bewitching face was extremely gloomy, and his voice was low:

"Your Excellency is so capable!" Dare to hold my Martial Spirit Hall hostage..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ghost Douluo's hoarse voice interrupted:

"You are Title Douluo!"

Ju Douluo was slightly stunned, this was obviously not said to himself, then there was only that murderer!

The eyes that looked at the murderer were also frivolous, and they became solemn.

The other party was burly, his upper body was wrapped under a black robe, and his hood was covered, revealing only an angular chin.

The large, powerful hand rested lightly on top of Su Mo's head.

Without saying a word, the audience was as silent as death.

Su Mo could clearly feel that the right hand on the top of his head had extremely thick calluses.

Combined with Ghost Douluo's words, it is not difficult to guess the identity of the person who came.

Haotian Douluo, who lives in seclusion in the Holy Soul Village not far from Notting City, Tang Hao!

He is the father of Tang San, the son of destiny, and the second reliance of the latter.

However, now the other party should be drinking heavily in the blacksmith shop!

How did it end up here?

"Hiccup~"

A wine burp suddenly sounded under the hood, and the rich smell of wine almost enveloped Su Mo.

"Could it be that this pervert came to the city to buy wine?"

As soon as this idea popped into Su Mo's mind, he was instantly overturned by himself.

This is completely unlikely.

You must know that Tang San is five years younger than himself, and he is still a child who is more than a year old.

No matter how big Tang Hao's heart is, it is impossible to leave the child and come to buy a bar?

"Hiccup, with the protection of two Title Douluo, it seems that your status in the Martial Spirit Hall is not low."

Tang Hao hiccuped, with drunkenness in his voice, like a drunken man who was crazy about drinking.

But the eyes covered by the hood were unusually bright, even with a little surprise.

"It's really rewarding, that person didn't lie to me!"

Thinking of that mysterious person, Tang Hao's heart was hot.

According to the man, coming to Notting City will be very rewarding, and he can find a way to resurrect his wife, Ah Yin.

Tang Hao's eyes stared at Su Mo with fiery eyes, and the blazing gaze made Su Mo's body stiffen instinctively, and he subconsciously clamped his legs, and scolded in his heart:

"This pervert is not just Fu Ruikong, but also a priest, right?"

"! There are too many elements that I can't accept!

He wanted to speak, but at the moment when he was about to speak, he heard a resentful voice coming from Luo Sanpao's yellow mist.

"He is the son of the last Pope of the Martial Spirit Palace, Qianhiro!"

Gan Ni Niang's Yu Xiaogang!

Su Mo, Ju and Ghost, the two Titled Douluo, scolded at the same time in their hearts.

Yu Xiaogang didn't know that this murderer was Tang Hao, but he instinctively felt that since he hated Qianxun, then other people must be the same.

It can be said that it was a mistake.

In the next second, Su Mo noticed that the five fingers pressed on his head contracted slightly, and he used a slow but firm force, as if he was going to directly uncover his Heavenly Spirit Cover.

"Blue Silver Emperor!"

Su Mo sweated on his forehead, and in a hurry, he urged the Book of Years in the Mud Pill Palace, preparing to reflect the memory of the Blue Silver Emperor and see if he could make Tang Hao lose his mind for a moment.

But to his surprise, Tang Hao's hand on top of his head slowly let go.

Su Mo was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned on the double speed again, and ran behind Ghost Douluo with an overload.

The strange thing is that Tang Hao had no intention of chasing him at all.

Instead, he stood silently in place.

Ju Douluo saw Su Mo get out of danger, and subconsciously wanted A to go up and try it.

But was stopped by Su Mo.

Just kidding, as the father of the son of destiny who has not been sacrificed to the sky, Tang Hao's combat power is definitely an oversized existence.

How many lives, so brave?

However, Su Mo didn't know that his approach confirmed Tang Hao's guess in his heart.

This kid has no ill will towards me, and if I observe it a few more times, maybe I can let him save Ah Yin!

After taking a deep look at Su Mo, Tang Hao left a sentence: "I will come to you again." Then he

disappeared from the crowd.

Walked inexplicably, just as he came inexplicably.

Looking for me?

Su Mo didn't know what kind of madness Tang Hao was making.

But he understands that he must not leave Notting City in a short period of time.

Otherwise, it angered Tang Hao and provoked the other party to chase and kill him halfway, he didn't know if Ju and the ghost would die, but he would definitely die.

Taking a deep breath, Su Mo turned his head with a cold face and looked at Yu Xiaogang with a sluggish face.

"Master, it looks like we have another account between us."

The chill that erupted on Su Mo's body was so thick that even Ghost Douluo, who used ghosts as martial spirits, was stunned.

It seems that Yu Xiaogang can't please him.

......

Notting City West, just a short distance from the Academy.

On a stall hung with a banner of "Counting the Heavenly Machine, Measuring the Heavenly Machine, Knowing Everything".

Sitting is a being who is dressed inappropriately with the people around him.

Washed white shabby Taoist robes, with a few strands of beard on his young face and black sunglasses.

He complained dissatisfiedly:

"Old man, you bastard, you said that the good group fooled Tang Hao to go to the killing capital to upgrade, but it turned out that it was a long morning, and he didn't even come to the hair!"

"It's over, this bastard doesn't care about the life or death of his soul beast wife, and he doesn't plan to come at all, right?"

"If that's the case, this simulation is a big loss!"

Because of the desertion around him, his complaint unconsciously became a little louder.

At this time, Su Mo was followed by the two Douluo Ju and Ghost, dragging the insignificant Yu Xiaogang to the ground and passing by.

The muttering of the youth was heard.

I couldn't help but pause and look away.

The anomaly has been confirmed, and there is no doubt that it is a simulator.

Unexpectedly, in addition to himself and Tang Chen, there were other simulators in this world.

Su Mo continued to drag Yu Xiaogang, went around the corner, and whispered to Ghost Douluo:

"Uncle Ghost, there is something wrong with that person, help me bring him over, it's best to be alive."

As soon as the words fell, a yin wind rolled up behind him, and Ghost Douluo had disappeared.