Shadow of the Beautiful World

For some reason, a large number of users suddenly cannot open the web page to visit this site today. Please book friends to remember the domain name www.wuxiaspot.com (the first letter of literature + org dot com, wuxiaspot.com) to find the way home!

"Hi, don't sleep, Strange, wake up soon."

The sudden sound would lie on the table, and Dr. Stephen Strange, who was sleeping soundly, woke up.

When he opened his eyes violently, he saw the anxious medical student who was standing in front of him, as well as the temporary assistant Donald Blake who was on this national tour.

"What's wrong? Donald, it's like the tail is burning."

Dr. Stephen got up a little, he rubbed his eyes and said dissatisfiedly:

"Is there a problem?"

"A critically ill patient was just sent to the emergency room. Doctor, he suffered a car accident and suffered spinal nerve damage. He needs to undergo spinal fusion surgery, but this operation can only be done by you."

Thor pointed in the direction of the operating room, he rubbed his hands eagerly, and said to the doctor whose expression became serious before his eyes:

"Do I need to be your surgical assistant?"

"you?"

Stephen stood up and moved his shoulders. He said to Thor:

"You can't do it, you are just a medical student with too much experience and knowledge, tell Palmer that I need her..."

"Oh, she's gone, right?"

"Ok."

Thor nodded, he said:

"Dr. Christine left Austin by plane this morning and went back to New York. Speaking of which, you were really arguing last night."

"I just don't understand why she insists on staying in the emergency room, she clearly has better options."

With the help of Thor, Stephen changed into a surgical gown. He said to Thor:

"Donald, you are so handsome, the woman must be very good, you say..."

"I don't know, doctor, my love life is also a mess. I just remembered that I seemed to have failed a woman..."

Thor interrupted Dr. Stephen's complaint. He said:

"In short, do you need this hospital to find you an assistant again?"

"other people?"

Doctor Strange showed an iconic arrogance on his face, and he shook his head:

"Other people are not as good as you, Donald. You have at least a gift. They only have a busy life..."

"Forget it, you come with me, my chief knife, you are the second assistant, let the best neurosurgeon in this hospital be my first assistant. Hey, what are you doing with an umbrella? There is no such thing in the operating room. Location, put it down!"

"But, doctor..."

"Nothing but! I said, put it down, undergraduate high-quality students, come with me, a life is waiting for me to save it."

———————————

On the other side, on the rooftop of a tall building in Austin.

Johnny Blazer woke up dizzy from his sleep.

He rubbed his head blankly and sat up from the ground. His head hurts, his brain was messed up, and his back was sore and sore, as if it was riding a car in the night and driving the wind all night.

It was like a terrible dream, and that dream hadn't awakened yet.

"Are you awake?"

A woman’s voice rang beside Johnny. He turned his head and saw a woman in a bold red jumpsuit, stepping on high heels and a cape, with a beautiful woman with long white hair sitting on the rooftop. edge.

She leaned against the wall, seeming to be basking in the sun, with a lady's cigarette in her slender fingers.

This woman is very beautiful, her figure is also perfect, the white flowers on her chest are very tempting, let the man see her dry at first sight, and then think of getting up...

But the problem is that there are two weird decorations on her forehead, which are devil horns twisted into a weird arc.

There is a circle of lines on it, and it is like waxing, shining under the sun.

"you are..."

Johnny rose from the ground vigilantly. Because of past encounters, he kept a strong vigilance against these gods and ghosts.

He was not obsessed with the beauty of Satana. He looked at the surrounding environment. He realized that the scattered and chaotic memories in his mind, the burning skull, the crazy laugh, and the thunder, Very likely...

Not a dream.

"My name is Satana. Hellstorm, cute."

Satana sprayed a smoky smoke from her mouth. She flicked her long hair. Her black eyes stared at Johnny. She was looking at the evil knight.

Um, this face looks a little rough at first, but with that very tasteful beard and slightly loose hair, it looks very prodigal.

And the blue eyes have the soft light like a lover, and melancholy enough to definitely let many women fall into it.

"Don't be afraid, Johnny, I'll pick you up and go home."

The female demon throws away the cigarette, and she stands up, walks two long legs, and walks towards Johnny, who is constantly receding.

Satana's figure became illusory, and a dancing remnant was pulled out in the sunlight. She came to Johnny in an instant. She stretched out her arms and hugged Johnny's cheek like a lover.

The next moment, those plump and seductive lips kissed Johnny's mouth.

This is the witch's kiss.

It looks fragrant, but it's actually not that comfortable.

In this passionate kiss, Johnny's vitality entered into Satana's body like flowing water. After more than ten seconds, Satana let go of Johnny and issued an attractive and comfortable moan.

In front of her, Johnny seemed to be decades old.

But a force was surging in Johnny's body. In just a few seconds, Johnny's face became young again.

This made a flash of surprise flash in Satana's eyes. She leaned over and planned to kiss again.

But a gloved hand was pressed on Satana's arm, forcing her away from the bewildered Johnny Brezer.

"Don't play this dangerous game, sister."

The human form of Dimon stepped out of Johnny's shadow. He looked at his disgruntled sister with dissatisfaction. He said:

"You don't know how irritable the guy in his body is, how uncomfortable it is... Merlin is not here, something is wrong, we will have a hard time ending."

"Ok."

Satana put her finger on her lips, it seemed to be the kiss before recalling. She stuck out her tongue, licked her lips, and said to Johnny:

"It's a shame, cute, then we can only play again next time."

"Please don't care about the unfriendly things my sister did, Johnny, my friend."

Dimon stretched out his hand and helped Johnny straighten his collar. The hazy half-devil said to Johnny, who was still confused about the situation, said:

"We did not come with malicious intent, we just sent you an invitation."

Johnny took a step back, maybe Satana's kiss was dangerous, but the female demon at least looked pleasing.

The feeling of approaching Dimon was even worse, as if standing in front of a venomous snake shrouded in shadow.

The trembling venomous snake was still vomiting the letter, trying to disguise itself with kindness.

"What invitation?"

Johnny looked at Dimon warily, he asked:

"I don't remember having contact with you before."

"There is no hurry about the invitation."

Dimon did not care about Johnny's vigilance. He stood on the spot and carried his hands on his back, saying:

"Do you remember what happened last night?"

"last night..."

Johnny's eyes reminiscent of his remaining memories last night, he said:

"The devil showed up last night, and at midnight, it told me that the contract... that contract was activated, and Grace was burned with flames by it, maybe an illusion, but I could hear my locomotive roar, just It seems like, with my own life..."

"Then, it's flames."

Johnny seemed to have returned to his situation last night. He seemed to recall the pain. He reached out his hand and covered his forehead. He said:

"The flame came out from under my skin, it was burning my flesh, it hurt..."

"That kind of pain, there is a voice roaring, like another self in my soul. It is roaring and tearing my will. The endless flames are like being thrown into a burning stove. .."

He raised his head and looked at Dimon with a pale face. He said:

"It's roaring and letting me run in the night, letting me find those sinners, it is screaming for the coming of the trial, and that trial will be realized by my hand.

"It laughed and galloped in the dark night, leaving a burning ruin, it was facing a devil with black smoke, it met an old man... Then, it fought with a robot and was thrown into **** in..."

"Right! You, you were there at that time! In the barren dark red hell, I saw it! Not only you, but a demon with a hoof, a black armor swordsman..."

"There is also a blond man waving a thunder..."

Johnny looked desperate. He looked at his hands, which were so ordinary in the sun, but they seemed to be cast by fire. Johnny could feel that the more he recalled the scene last night, the sleeping in his soul The will is more restless.

He was changed, permanently and completely changed.

He looked at Dimon and then looked at Satana behind Dimon. He said:

"I became a monster. The burning monster in my memory is me, right?"

"Yes."

Satana held her arms and flicked her **** nails in her left hand. She said to Johnny:

"You are not handsome in that form, not beautiful at all, very vicious, very powerful, very hot, and very strong, the most important thing is the staying power... quite strong."

"younger sister..."

Dimon said helplessly:

"Pay attention to the image, you are a girl anyway."

"What's the matter?"

Satana dissatisfied to:

"What's going on in this world now? Do I even have no power of figurative rhetoric?"

"I'm just talking about things, I want to distort it is you scumbag men's own thing!"

"You **** wantonly suppress us women's power to live freely, oh, this abominable idea! My body is chilling in hot weather, can this **** world allow women to live well?"

Dimon didn't want to quarrel with his sister in front of Johnny, as it was very disrespectful.

So he no longer ignored the arrogant Satana, but looked back at Johnny, he said:

"That burning soul is indeed you, but as to whether it is a monster, it depends on how you look at it."

"In the eyes of ordinary people, it must be a fierce and ruthless monster, but in the eyes of us, its existence represents a kind of power!"

Dimon stretched out his fingers and made a false grip. He said to Johnny:

"A kind of power that allows you not to be rebellious, a power that allows you to resist fate. Personally, I don't think that power is right or wrong... and this is why we sent you an invitation. ."

"Johnny Blazer!"

Dimon stretched out his hand and placed it on Johnny's shoulder. He narrowed his eyes and said:

"Do you want to be manipulated by Mephistopheles for a lifetime? Don't you have the courage to resist the bad old man in your heart?"

"Snapped"

Dimon's hand was opened by Johnny.

The Ghost Rider's carrier took a step back. He looked at Dimon. He said in disgust:

"Of course I have!"

"Since I was deceived to sign the **** contract more than ten years ago, I have been trying to resist. I have been trying to find the person who can help me... but unfortunately, it is not you! "

"I don't know why you are mixing this thing, but I don't trust you, I don't trust any creature that comes out of hell."

Johnny gritted his teeth and said:

"I have made the most terrible mistakes because of blind faith. I will not be fooled again. Someone can help me. I know that I will continue to look for him. Although hope is slim, I will..."

"Uh"

Just before Johnny's words were finished, the light of the shifting spell appeared on the sun-filled rooftop.

At the next moment, Merlin in a slim trench coat walked out of the twisted light with a blood-bone cane.

The walking stick in his hand has just been transformed.

At the top of the original cane, a black devil skull was added in a very artistic way. When Merlin's fingers touched the skull, a dark red arc flashed between him.

Xuan Lan’s craftsmanship is as reliable as ever, and the well-informed spirit is also very efficient. In just a few hours, she helped Merlin fix the sanctuary of San Van Gonzaga to this cane. .

Not only did it not destroy the inherent artistry of this cane, but it also added to it a more intense sense of evil.

"Dracula's grave" is already a past tense.

Because of the permanent enchantment of hell, this cane has now been renamed to "The Power of Saint Van Gonzal".

Well, thank Prince Blackheart for his generous gift.

If it knew that the power it had left after death would also be used to fight its terrible daddy, then the Prince of Dark Heart of Heaven would be very pleased.

Oh, forget it is a devil, it can't go to heaven.

"Sorry, I'm late. Xuanlan needs to debug the enchantment scope and starting method..."

Merlin apologized to his companion, and then looked back at Johnny Breeze, who was still in place.

He looked at this guy who was almost saved by himself more than ten years ago. He pushed his glasses and showed a gentle expression that he should have when he reunited. He said:

"And, long time no see, Johnny."

"you!"

Johnny held out his trembling hand, he pointed at Merlin, and he walked towards Merlin in disbelief.

Although he hadn’t seen each other for more than ten years, he still recognized it at a glance. The thin, hazy man in front of him was the one who tried to stop him from signing with Mephistopheles that night. "Enthusiastic people".

"It's you! Really you!"

Johnny hurried to Merlin. He looked at Merlin with a mixture of surprise and loss. After a while, he reached out to Merlin and said:

"You probably can't really guess... how hard I am looking for you over the years..."

"But you finally found me, didn't you?"

Merlin reached out and held Johnny together. The two stared at each other. The gaze was full of men's fortitude and friendship. There was also a rush of reunion and expectation for the future.

This made Satana's eyes widen somewhat.

Uh, her eyes are weird.

"I'm sorry, I didn't stop your fate from falling more than ten years ago, Johnny."

Merlin says:

"But this time..."

"do not talk."

Johnny gripped Merlin's hand tightly, he relieved, he said:

"I believe you, although your companions do not look very reliable, if this is an invitation from you, then...I join!"

"Oh, yes, I don't know what your name is..."

If you like the shadow trajectory of Meiman World, please collect it: (www.wuxiaspot.com) The shadow trajectory of Meiman World has the fastest literature update.