Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness At The Beginning

He looked indifferently at the woman who was bleeding from the corner of her mouth.

Wu Jian pulled the judge out of Ms. Hu's chest.

puff!

Blood is flowing.

A ghost is fluctuating.

Ms. Hu, who was stabbed through the heart by the judge, did not die completely.

Some kind of weirdness she controls is constantly struggling, trying to break free from the judge's spiritual suppression and resurrect herself again.

puff!

Slash the sword horizontally.

A smooth line of blood appeared on Ms. Hu's slender neck.

Her head was directly chopped off by Wu Jian.

The curse of slashing and dying erupted.

The spirit that was still struggling in Ms. Hu's body fell into silence.

Qian Yaoyao, who had witnessed all this, was spinning crazily.

she knows.

Wu Jian is not here to kill Ms. Hu.

She is Wu Jian's real target.

She has even guessed Wu Jian's idea of ​​wanting to plunder the shards of destiny that she dominates.

But she can control part of her fate.

But he couldn't see Wu Jian's fate clearly.

There is something in this man that can interfere with fate.

This thing is not the good or bad dice she gave up, but something even more terrifying.

That is more terrifying and strange than fate.

"Can you not kill me? I didn't mess with you."

Seeing Wu Jian turn her gaze to herself, Qian Yaoyao took a deep breath and said pitifully.

"Okay, you give me the weirdness you control, and I won't kill you."

Wu Jian said lightly.

"I can't peel them off, and I'll die if I peel them off."

Qian Yaoyao had tears in her eyes and her voice trembled.

"It's okay, I can help you, and I promise that you won't die if you strip the weirdness."

The corners of Wu Jian's mouth turned up, and a pitch-black chain hung down from his hand, making a metal clattering sound.

"And don't waste time, in my case, this set of "227" won't work.

Lianlian's tears disappeared suddenly, and Qian Yaoyao's face was silent.

She looked at Wu Jian coldly.

The light and shadow of the roulette appeared in the eyes.

"Are you going to fight me to the death?"

"hehe."

Wu Jian was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he did what he did.

The ancient sword shook.

An exceptionally condensed ink mark ran through his line of sight.

Qian Yaoyao, who was locked by his gaze, was split into two halves by this ink mark.

......!

In a series of body cracking sounds.

Thirty figures with mahjong heads were cut in half.

"Um?"

Wu Jian looked at these familiar mahjong heads, his eyes moved.

He found that the money Tian Tian had disappeared at this time.

"Hide yourself by dying for you?"

The pupil of the left eye contracts, and the three pointers rotate simultaneously.

Xu Zhiyin suddenly activated.

But this time Wu Jian didn't look for the scale of time.

Instead, they were searching for Qian Yaoyao who had been hidden by using the power of substitute death.

A strange perspective of time appeared from the left eye.

Wu Jian saw the sneaky Qian Yaoyao running away from the side.

At this time, her body looked very blurry, as if it had turned into a two-dimensional phantom, escaping from the scope of normal perception.

Even the general weirdness can't put its own rules of killing on her in this state.

However, her concealment cannot escape the shackles of time.

"I see you."

Wu Jian turned his sword tip upside down and pointed at Qian Yaoyao.

Qian Yaoyao, who had escaped into the two-dimensional state, seemed to have lost her perception of reality, and was still sneaking away in another direction.

Although it was just a simple fight, she had already noticed how terrifying the power in the room was.

She chose the safest way to deal with it.

run away.

Keeping the green hills there is no need to worry about no firewood.

As long as there is life, everything can be redeemed.

Little did she know, she was being targeted by Wu Jian.

The ancient sword trembled, and the sword light flowed.

The pitch-black sword marks broke through the maze, and directly slashed at Qian Yaoyao's body.

puff!

Blood flashed.

Another thirty mahjong heads were cut in half.

Qian Yaoyao's figure disappeared again.

"With different suits, your life is numbered."

He glanced at the mahjong head that manifested in the air.

Wu Jian confirmed that the suits and colors of these mahjong heads are all different.

This shows one thing.

This Qian Yaoyao should be the mahjong head who controls a whole set of mahjong.

After these mahjong heads are released, they can be used as hands.

When it is not released, it can also be used as a substitute for her death.

As long as these mahjong heads are not all killed, she will not die.

Moreover, these mahjong heads have a high intensity of substitution.

It was able to withstand the slash of the judge who was almost completely completed.

However, her cards are running out.

The normal number of mahjong tiles is one hundred and thirty-six.

These mahjong tiles can give Qian Yaoyao four or five times to die.

But these four or five times of surrogate death could not keep her out of Wu Jian's range of beheading.

"At this."

Xu Zhiyin continues to activate.

Wu Jian quickly saw Qian Yaoyao who was in another position.

At this time, her expression was ugly, and she looked around warily.

After being beheaded twice, she is panicking now.

She didn't even know what kind of ability Wu Jian relied on to discern the trace of her who escaped into the gap of fate.

"Maybe it was just an accident."

Qian Yaoyao looked at the blurry scene around her, and cautiously walked towards the direction far away from Wu Jian in her memory.

next second.

She suddenly felt a pain in her neck.

The ability of the stand-in has been activated by itself.

puff!

Thirty mahjong heads of various suits fell to the ground.

Qian Yaoyao also jumped out from the gap of fate.

She looked at Wu Jian who was holding the judge with resentment, the anger in her eyes almost condensed into substance.

"I give you!"

But it was Wu Jian's sword that greeted her.

puff!

Jian Feng, carrying the curse of slashing and mortally slashing her body directly again.

The wind spreads.

Thirty dead mahjong heads fell to the ground.

At this time, the ground was already covered with dead mahjong heads in various shapes.

The number is one hundred and twenty.

"You still have sixteen cards that can be replaced by death, what are you going to do next?"

Wu Jian felt the coldness emanating from the judge's ancient sword, and moved his fingers slightly.

After completion, the judge's ancient sword became even more fierce.

At the same time, it was even more terrifying.

After only four strikes, he felt that the sword was as cold as solid ice.

A trace of restlessness came from the sword.

It gave him an urge to kill everything.

This is the killing rule of Judgment Sword.

Slash everything, pierce everything.

Even Wu Jian couldn't quickly adapt to the supernatural power of this terrifying ancient sword that was about to be completed.

Holding this ancient sword in his hand, murderous aura gradually grew in his eyes.

"Don't bully people too much!"

The expression became more distorted, and the roulette in Qian Yaoyao's eyes began to enlarge.

The cold aura on her body became thicker.

She has confirmed that the man in front of her is not going to let her go.

In this case, she can't make the guy in front of her feel better.

She wants to give up her own human consciousness and give her body completely to the strangeness in her body.

Let her own weirdness control her body, to avenge the guy in front of her!

puff!

The gorgeous head rose into the sky.

A look of resentment froze on his face.

Qian Yaoyao's head had been beheaded by Wu Jian.

With her head rolled over, she saw her body waving in her last consciousness.

On her broken neck.

A woman's head actually grew out.

It's just that this woman's head doesn't have any expression, its face is full of numbness and cruelty.

Not like a living person.

"Has Weird revived?"

Looking at Qian Yaoyao, whose head was not cut off, and another head grew again.

Wu Jian narrowed his eyes.

In Qian Yaoyao's body at this time, Wu Jian could no longer feel the slightest emotion of a living person.

She, at this time has become it.

"The power of destiny? Through your own rules, rewrite your already 'dead' fate and make yourself alive again?"

Looking at Qian Yaoyao with a numb expression, Wu Jian's left eye sparkled.

he sees.

Qian Yaoyao no longer had the torch light of a living person in her body.

Only the eerie grotesque flame remained.

This flame is in the shape of a roulette, and there are twisted civil servants in the roulette.

Great auspiciousness, auspiciousness, minor auspiciousness, minor auspiciousness, auspiciousness, and great auspiciousness.

Looking at these words, Wu Jian seemed to feel his luck.

My fortune is being affected by these words.

Something weird happened.

【fierce】

Inexplicably, the room turned its attention to this text.

Almost at the same time as Shi stared.

He suddenly felt a biting chill.

The ancient judge sword in his hand had undergone a terrible change.

A particularly cold breath entered his body.

His consciousness fell into confusion for an instant.

He held the ancient sword blankly and placed it around his neck.

"Beheaded..."

With a slight movement of the arm, the sword edge of the judge's ancient sword had already cut the skin on his neck.

A trace of blood trickled down from his neck.

Although the book of life and death is integrated with the cunning skin, the book of life and death does not seem to be enough to stop the judge's sword.

As Wu Jian exerted force with his arm, half of the blade sank into his neck.

puff!

Blood is flowing.

The sharp breath caused Wu Jian severe pain.

His dazed face suddenly regained consciousness.

The act of killing himself also stopped.

Grinding his teeth, the room backhanded and pulled out the judge's tongue sword that had been cut off in half.

At the same time, the time trick in his left eye restarted.

Returning his neck to its uninjured state.

"Hee hee~"

He looked up at Qian Yaoyao who was tilting his head and staring at him with malice.

Wu Jian swung his sword backhand.

puff!

Sword marks remained.

Qian Yaoyao's body was cut in two.

But the next second.

The roulette in her body suddenly turned.

【lucky】

The pointer stops on the text.

The weirdness of fate is stirring.

The concept of death in Qian Tiantian's fate is erased.

As the concept of death was erased, her two halves of the body quickly healed, and she returned to an uninjured state again.

"Change your own destiny through luck? It seems that the destiny He controls belongs to the part of luck."

Feel the roulette spinning in Qian Yaoyao's body again.

The time dial in Wu Jian's left eye rotated quickly, and the ghost of time opened.

layer.

three floors.

five floors.

Seven floors!

Ten floors!

In the deafening sound of the death knell.

Layer after layer of ghosts and creatures are constantly superimposed.

The superposition of ten layers of ghosts and creatures was completed almost in an instant.

In this ghostly creature.

Time was completely stopped.

Destiny also lost the motivation to operate.

The supernatural power of fate is suppressed by time.

The ghost of time on the tenth floor can already suppress the incomplete fate.

"You are mine."

Open your palm, and the ghost of Sly Hand emerges in your hand.

Wu Jian put his hand on Qian Yaoyao's chest and grabbed it hard.

…

There was a soft sound.

An old roulette was pulled out by him.

This roulette is made of black iron, divided into six areas, and the six areas are engraved with fortune officials from Daji to Daji.

Cold and heavy.

Holding the roulette wheel, Wu Jian felt as if he was holding the fate of many living people.

A strange heaviness made his arms sink slightly.

"Is this fate?"

Holding the roulette in his hand, Wu Jian's eyes began to have phantoms flickering.

Rolling the wheels of history.

A great river that flows endlessly.

A constant cycle of life and death.

Ups and downs of fate.

The grotesque and distorted pictures form absurd stories one after another.

These stories are full of malice and evil thoughts like spiritual pollution.

It made Wu Jian's temples thump.

boom!

The next moment.

The terrifying power descended and directly shattered these evil illusions.

At the same time, the roulette wheel in Wu Jian's hand was also crushed.

With the roulette shattering.

Wu Jian felt a cold force flow into his body, blending into the weight of his life.

this force.

A.D.

Certainly.

"Huh~~!"

Exhaling a foul breath, Wu Jian looked at Qian Yaoyao in front of him.

After he pulled out the strange fragment of fate.

This woman has become a corpse.

But in this body, Wu Jian felt a strange aura.

It was a strange breath.

Some kind of weirdness was being bred in her corpse.

"interesting."

Sensing this change, Wu Jian was slightly taken aback.

This was the first time he had seen such a strange form.

The weirdness in Qian Yaoyao's body now is not a complete weirdness, not even a puzzle.

But this weirdness is like a growing embryo, constantly absorbing some inexplicable power, not only perfecting itself.

"It's mine."

The space in the right eye turned slightly, and Wu Jian directly imprisoned Qian Yao's 3.7-day-old corpse in the ghost space.

before being imprisoned.

He also took off the dice mask on her head.

"In this case, fate is in hand, and we can consider looking for the next scale."

Feeling the fusion into one's own body, it becomes a tricky roulette of fate of one's own destiny.

Wu Jian had an inexplicable impulse.

An urge to gamble.

He obeyed the impulse and pulled out the good and bad dice.

Crash!

Spin the dice, spin them fast.

A cold breath gathers on this dice.

finally.

The dice stop.

Six blood-red dots are facing the sky.

Good luck.

At the same time as this point appeared, Wu Jian felt a very terrifying supernatural power erupt from his body.

With this supernatural outbreak.

He heard an inhuman scream.

He looked in the direction from which the figure came.

It was discovered that a man with pale skin and a numb expression, wearing an old military uniform, inserted a broad-bladed sword into the back of an old man wearing a crown and wearing a fine costume.

[The fate of the country of the deceitful country has changed. 】

【The great general succeeded in usurping the throne and became the new king of the kingdom of deceit. 】

【He decided to pardon for three days. 】

[All people in this country are free to enter and leave the country. 】

[After three days, the border will be closed, and those who stay will continue to be eligible for citizenship. 】

In the sound of bursts of salutes rising into the sky.

Lines of words with flashing fire appeared in the sky above the kingdom of deceit.

See this string of text.

The living people who were trapped in the country of deceit did not hesitate at all, packed up their salutes, got into their own cars, and drove towards the border.

Three days is enough for them to escape from this tricky country.

They've had enough of this horrible country. .