I Kidnapped 1.4 Billion People

Seeing the middle-aged man leaving, Zhang Yichen felt relieved. He fell to the ground and sucked in the air. The feeling of escaping from death was really not a good one.

"Are you okay?" Leng Feng asked worriedly.

Zhang Yichen wanted to stand up, but after doing so, he realized that he didn't have the ability, so he could only stand up obediently, "Brother Feng, I'm fine, let's leave quickly!"

Leng Feng did not dare to delay and drove the carriage quickly to leave here.

The cultivator from another world has finally shown his terrifying side, and his aura can kill people invisible.

"What was that just now?"

"It feels like a mountain is weighing on me."

"I was so scared that I almost peed. It was so scary."

"I just wanted to go to the bathroom, wuwu, I want to die."

"I was walking on the street? Suddenly, I felt like China could no longer accommodate me. I wanted to go to Mars."

"My family, who knows? I was swimming just now and I couldn't get up?"

…

Bishite City.

Goldman Sachs took off his glasses and wiped the sweat from them, "A practitioner? Are you really powerful?"

He put on his glasses again and pulled up his trousers, revealing a mechanical prosthetic leg under his trousers.

No one discovered that Goldman Sachs had a mechanical prosthetic leg.

"I hope I don't need you!"

Putting down his pants, Goldman Sachs walked to the library of the City Lord's Mansion. Reading is one of the ways to quickly understand the other world.

…

On the rough lake, a small boat defied the principles of mechanics and sailed upstream.

In front of the boat, two figures, one large and one small, stood on the bow, overlooking the waves.

"Uncle Yan, where can we escape to? Where in the world is our shelter?"

Hua'er stared at the rough water and murmured sadly.

The middle-aged man known as Uncle Yan heard this and patted Hua'er's head fondly, "The Dayue Empire cannot accommodate us. There are other empires. The world is so big that there will always be a place for us."

In the cabin, the unconscious Jiang Xiaoyu's eyelids moved but did not open.

The turbulent waves suddenly calmed down, and the lake became calm, eerily calm.

Uncle Yan's expression changed slightly and he looked at the sky behind him.

The man with dazzling feet stood proudly in the void, looking down at the lone boat indifferently.

"Blood, slavery and death are your destination."

"Slaves are the shackles you impose on us. No one is born a slave, and no one is born a master."

Uncle Yan rose into the air and stood at the same height as the other person in the sky, looking at each other from a distance. The invisible auras fiercely collided and clashed between the two.

"Nie Long, you are just the eagle dog of the Dayue Huang clan. When King Bingjian was still there, you still looked like you were begging for mercy, haha."

"Shut up."

Uncle Yan's words touched on his pain points.

Nie Long roared angrily, with a fierce look on his face, as if he wanted to devour the other party alive, "King Bingjian has long been reduced to smoke and dust, how long can you, the old men of King Bingjian, be able to dance around? Slaves are an identity that you can never get rid of. You will never, ever They are all lowly slaves.”

"There will come a day, sooner or later, when our clan will give birth to a genius like King Bingjian, who will lead our clan to glory. You little bugs can only be proud for a while and will never catch up with King Bingjian. A bug will always be a bug and will never become a dragon."

Uncle Yan looked at Nie Long with undisguised mockery and contempt.

When King Bingjian was still there, Nie Long and his like were just people who led horses and raised sticks. Once King Bingjian died, these scumbags started jumping up and down one by one.

"Shut up."

Nie Long's face was full of ferociousness, King Bingjian was the nightmare of their generation of monks and an insurmountable mountain.

But King Bingjian is dead, dead.

Bright dazzling lights rose up from Nie Long's body, turning into dazzling spears and shooting at Uncle Yan.

The spiritual light enveloped the boat, split the lake water, and fled upstream into the distance.

In the sky, glare and aura collided fiercely, and the aftermath of the fight splashed into water waves several meters high, hitting the small boat.

Under the protection of the spiritual light shield, the boat was like a sharp sword, cutting through waves after waves, quickly moving away from the battlefield.

In the boat, Jiang Xiaoyu bumped to the ground and hit his forehead on the floor, but he continued to pretend to be faint without saying a word. He was scared to death. The scene of Superman fighting was too terrifying.

Concerns about the future fate of China are extremely high. In the face of monks who can destroy the heaven and earth and use human power to resist the forces of nature, are thermal weapons still useful?

The spiritual light that shrouded the boat gradually dimmed until it disappeared.

At this time, the boat had left the battlefield and the two cultivators could not be seen.

Jiang Xiaoyu carefully opened one eye, glanced around, and quickly closed it again.

After a while, he opened his other eye and observed his surroundings furtively.

There was only the thin Hua'er on the bow of the boat.

Jiang Xiaoyu was relieved and stood up from the floor with a grin on his face.

The bumps along the way made him hurt all over. Fortunately, his physical fitness was still good enough to withstand the collision.

Jiang Xiaoyu looked at the thin back on the bow of the boat.

"When you wake up, just leave!" Hua'er said. The tone was calm and indifferent, completely losing the cowardice of the little slave.

Jiang Xiaoyu: "Sure enough, there is something wrong with you little girl?"

"Thank you for saving me, but I can't protect myself now and can't repay you."

Hua'er turned around, her face was still haggard and malnourished, but her eyes had completely changed, becoming confident and calm.

Jiang Xiaoyu waved his hands quickly, "No, we don't want anything in return from you, as long as your troubles don't involve us."

When Hua'er heard this, her expression turned gloomy. They were sinners, and anyone who got involved with them would not end well.

"Goodbye, no, never encounter you again, you are too much trouble, we can't afford to get involved."

Let's talk, Jiang Xiaoyu made a standard leaping posture, falling into the water without splashing, and swam towards the shore.

Before Jiang Xiaoyu joined the navy, his water skills were well-known throughout the country. Later, when he became a navy, his water skills improved to a higher level.

As he swam, Jiang Xiaoyu discovered that something was wrong with the current. The resistance of the water flow was getting stronger and the water was flowing backwards.

"not good."

Jiang Xiaoyu cursed in his heart. Such a scene that went against science, no need to think about it, it was the tricks of the gods.

"boom."

The boat was lifted up by the waves and was broken into countless pieces.

Jiang Xiaoyu's soul trembled and he swam desperately to the shore.

The water waves reversed the current and lifted Jiang Xiaoyu to the surface, condensing into an upright water column.

Jiang Xiaoyu's body was restrained in the water column, with only his head exposed.

A man in brocade robes fell in front of Jiang Xiaoyu and asked in a cold voice: "Blood?"

"Immortal, please don't kill me if I pass by."

Jiang Xiaoyu was about to cry. Are there so many practitioners? One after another pops up.

"What is your relationship with Sin Blood?"

"God, I have nothing to do with Sin Blood. She, she is the slave I bought. I really didn't know that you, God, also like that little girl. If you like God, I will give it to you. That little girl can It is simply her greatest honor to follow you, the immortal!"

Hearing this, the man in brocade robe waved his hand and dispersed the water column restraining Jiang Xiaoyu.

"Plop."

Jiang Xiaoyu fell into the river and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was smart, so he managed to get through it!

"Let him go. The person you are looking for is me. This is a grudge between us and has nothing to do with anyone else."

A scolding sound resounded in their ears.

The flowers were wrapped in a layer of dense spiritual light, breaking through the lake and flying into the sky.

Jiang Xiaoyu? ?

"It turns out we are in the same group! What a cunning mortal, I was almost deceived by you."

The brocade-robed monk was furious and grabbed Jiang Xiaoyu from the air.

"It's over."

Jiang Xiaoyu began to recall his past life. He was about to die. This was considered a heroic sacrifice! Can I enter the Martyrs Cemetery?