End of the Sky

Parker heard that the corners of his mouth were straight, if not forty-year-old criminals still exist, he almost believed in Russell's gibberish.

"Who are you, why should you catch me?"

Parker struggled a few times, and found that the spider's silk was very skillful. The more he struggled, the tighter, he simply gave up the struggle.

He frowned and shook his head, his whole face was numb and unconscious, and vaguely remembered that after entering this world, he found out that he had died and began to investigate the cause.

As a superhero, Parker is full of confidence in his own strength. He does not believe that ‘self’ will die in an earthquake ...

Except for the case with Myers!

Parker remembered that he was stunned by Miles. He was awake a few times in the middle, and the cold cement and steel slapped on his face randomly, and then he couldn't remember anything.

Yu Guang saw that Myers was tied into dumplings, so Myers was not an accomplice.

Was picked up!

Parker lamented that the passing years were unfavorable. In recent years, he has become more and more unlucky ...

With emotion, he took a breath of coldness, and the guy who was headshot on the ground slowly climbed up.

He recognized this person as a deadpool!

Dying, why is this sand sculpture here?

"Quick, quick to unlock, I suddenly remembered that I would save the world, and I can't delay time here."

Parker rolled over, the maggots crawling forward, and then dragged back by the deadpool.

"Wade, he seems to know you."

Russell raised his eyebrows, and it was not wrong. Those who knew Deadpool responded to this.

"Really, it should be the other me, forget it, just a group of sand sculptures, nothing to talk about."

Deadpool shrugged his shoulders, and as a high-value clear stream in the muddy mudslide, he disdainly mentioned that the group of sand sculptures was not mainstream.

Russell was very interested in hearing the words, but it was so difficult to think of a sand sculpture. If it were really a bunch, wouldn't it be possible to distort the sky.

The picture was too thrilling, Russell shook his head to disperse it, saying nothing about the crazy thoughts.

Boom!

With a shot at the deadpool's dog head, Russell was shocked and crouched down and said to Parker: "I won't tell you anything now. My name is Russell. It's Spiderman from other worlds. Look, this is my spiderweb launcher. "

"Uh, do you think I will believe it?"

Parker rolled his eyes silently, looking at Gwen in the black and white spider uniform. This is quite possible.

Uh!

A sword gas swept across, and the silk on Parker's body broke off.

"It doesn't mean anything to tie you, mainly because you are afraid to yell. Since you are so calm, it is unnecessary."

Russell didn't talk much about identity. The topic turned sharply and continued: "You come from a parallel universe, similar to this dimension but with many different dimensions, the specific reasons for the matter ... we spiders get together to check The truth. "

"Quantum mechanics!"

"Oh, you understand!"

"I don't understand, but I know that when I don't understand something, I just push it to quantum mechanics."

Parker pouted, he is nearly forty, how rich his life experience is, this kind of pediatrics can't fail him.

"Very good, go directly to the theme, Spider-Man in this world is dead."

"He is still young and should not have died so early."

"Coincidentally, we all think so ..."

Russell grinned, turned around Parker twice, and patted his belly with his hand: "In addition to hair color, you are a little different from Parker in this world."

Parker died face to face: "No, there is no difference. This is the aftereffect of crossing the dimensions. I am in my own world and I have a great figure."

"Ha ha!"

Russell shook his head without talking, and a light of light was injected into Parker's body to heal the bruises on his body, and by the way, regenerate the declining cells.

Parker raised a brow: "You are not Spider-Man, absolutely not."

"It's not important. What's important is that you are like Parker in this world, which is enough."

"What do you mean?"

Parker instinctively noticed that something was wrong, and suddenly a flash of blood appeared on his face. Looking again, two drops of blood floated in Russell's palm.

"What are you doing?"

"Peter Parker, who resurrected this world, used your blood to help him rebuild a body. No one else is suitable, and you ..."

Russell said frankly: "I'll color my hair, close my belly, and make a beautiful face."

"..."

Parker pouted silently and was offended.

Under Parker and Gwen's stunned eyes, a drop of blood swelled into a white flesh, which then turned into a grim spider.

Snapped!

The blood flower exploded, and the newly formed spider was torn apart. After landing, it collapsed into black sludge, which evaporated in less than a second.

"Don't be nervous, I just confirm it."

Russell grinned, and the second drop of blood swelled into a mass, becoming Parker without clothes.

Seeing himself almost exactly the same, Parker swallowed hard, swearing at the devil, and quickly stepped forward to cover his vital position with his coat.

It was embarrassing to have two ladies present.

The copy body's dark brown hair turned blonde, about twenty years old, with a strong heartbeat and strong breathing, and her eyes closed extremely tightly, as if she had fallen into deep sleep.

Coincidentally, the unconscious Miles woke up and saw the resurrected Parker's face exulting, and then, when he saw Wade shaking his head and stood up, he fainted after rolling his eyes.

After all, he is still young and has never seen the world.

"When will he wake up?"

Parker asked aloud, Gwen on the side was also nervous, the Deadpool stepped forward to help him, kicked by Parker.

Deadpool's scum is not a day or two, and Parker will never give him a chance.

"Won't wake up, lack the empty shell of the soul, really wake up and won't be Peter Parker of this universe ..."

As he said, Russell frowned slightly: "You two are Parker, the titles are too confusing, I call you Middle-aged Parker, is that all right?"

"Uh, you can call me Peter B. Parker."

"Okay, middle-aged Parker!"

"Russell, where is Parker's soul, heaven?"

Deadpool came in and patted Russell's shoulder: "It happens, I remember you have a vest in heaven, and it shouldn't be a problem to bring Parker's soul out."

I still want TM!

"Not now. The task is given above. I recently traveled in hell. I couldn't return to heaven before completing the task."

Russell snorted, striving for truth, opened the three pairs of black wings behind him, and extended to cover the entire rooftop.

∑ (O_O (￣ 口 ￣ (???)

Middle-aged Parker and Gwen swallowed, and they knew that Russell was definitely not Spider-Man, they were all deceiving.

The darkness shrouded the sky, and the breath was extremely depressed. Myers woke up with a hum, and when he saw this scene, his eyes fainted.

"How come this is not true!"

Deadpool froze for three seconds, and then furiously, stepped forward and grabbed Russell's collar: "You liar, when you said you were good at making sand sculptures together, it's only a few days since I saw you, leaving me alone, sand sculpture, your conscience Well, let me touch ... "

Boom!

Russell held the gun against the deadpool's chin and gently pulled the trigger, and the world was instantly quiet.

"..." x2

These wings and sand eagle look so twisted!

Middle-aged Parker and Gwen wanted to say something, but the wings were above their heads, and they decided not to say anything.

Russell got used to it in a low key, and after showing his undercover identity, he put away three pairs of small wings and waved his hand to open the door of **** covered with bones.

"I went to **** to see, maybe Parker had done something bad before, and it's locked inside now."

Russell stepped into **** and said, "It's not good. I'm going to find someone to do something to see which demon king can help and pull Parker's soul from heaven."

"..."

The topic was too heavy, and middle-aged Parker and Gwen bowed their heads and pretended not to hear them.

Aside, Duan Xinlan looked at the Gate of Hell in amazement, and felt more and more strange in this world.

What a big map, even heaven and **** exist, why haven't you encountered it before?

Is the opening method incorrect?

...

Ten minutes later, a group of people on the rooftop whispered.

Myers woke up from a lethargy and was bitten by a radioactive spider. He had a special induction with middle-aged Parker and Gwen, and soon became his own.

Deadpool also wanted to get in and become his own. Middle-aged Parker knew his horror and rejected his request to join the chat group.

Duan Xinlan frowned aside, thinking of the moon in the water in the mirror, always feeling that he was only one step away from the truth, but he couldn't catch the key.

At this moment, the gate of **** opened, and a rich **** smell flew out, instantly flooding the entire balcony.

Rumble! !

In the sky, a thunder thundered, the bright light was rendered by blood, and there was a hint of red light.

Russell stepped out of the gate of hell, and every step was a bright red footprint. There was no change on his body, but both arms, from below the elbow, were soaked with blood and stained with red.

"It's okay, everyone is very face-saving and speaks very well. I asked help to find Parker's soul. Many devils came to help enthusiastically. I can't say it in a hurry. You can take it slowly.

Russell lowered his head and looked at his hands. Black inflammation lit up and burned his blood: "Don't be afraid, it's the drink of hell, a local specialty, and the red is more suitable."

"..."

What are you talking about?

"Boom ..."

Deadpool didn't speak. A man squatted on the ground and cried with his face covered. Russell cow beeped. He couldn't afford to climb high. His youth passed away.

Boom!

There was a gunshot, the yin and yang strange gas disappeared, and the atmosphere of the balcony eased instantly, and everyone became talking and laughing.

It's strange!

In the moment when Russell appeared ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Myers rolled his eyes straight at the thick blood, the young man couldn't stand this energy, and he was unconscious.

"Is this guy funny?"

Russell vomited and looked at the trembling middle-aged Parker and Gwen, showing a kind smile: "Reassure, I am not a devil, I am really undercover."

The small white wings spread out and expressed their position concisely.

Russell threw the ball of light in his hand: "Guess what, a devil is very interested in Parker's soul. When he died, he took his soul to **** ..."

"When I asked him to discuss it, this guy refused to do so, and I flew on the spot ... cough, just talked to him. The result was very satisfactory, everyone is a reasonable person, he took the initiative to give me his soul Now. "

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