Chapter 51 One-upmanship
"You are really great, Mr. Tong Gu."
The woman who suddenly appeared in front of Tong Gu did not emit any energy fluctuations from her body, and even her body did not seem to have strong physical strength.
The woman had red hair, a high nose, sunken eye sockets, and an exotic look between her eyebrows. The woman looked at the little curse spirit whose body was chopped into pieces in front of her, and was amazed.
The thirteenth golden seat of Eastern Xia, the seventh one, [Witch] [Ghost King] [King of Curses], Wuma Yuhe!
Tong Gu's expression changed, and his muscles tensed up for a moment, but then he took a deep breath and relaxed. He held the long knife tightly and said
"According to the [Golden Oath], a gold-level player like you can't take action against me."
The woman nodded, as if she was a little troubled, but then she covered her mouth and laughed again.
"Actually, even if I can take action, I am not prepared to kill you like this."
"It's too boring..."
The woman suddenly took out a special record pointer and threw it at Tong Gu. Naturally, Tong Gu was not prepared to accept anything from this woman.
"then!"
But at this time, a voice that sounded familiar to Tong Gu sounded. Tong Gu raised his hands uncontrollably, and the recording pointer dropped under his breath.
[You have obtained props, permanent pointers (recorded)]
[Heart Care Doll] Bao Huijun also appeared behind the woman at some point. Just like the Wuma Yuhe, the other party didn't seem to move at all.
Tong Gu suddenly realized that his senses had probably been completely distorted, so he couldn't tell who was talking to him at all, and he couldn't even confirm whether the current environment was real.
The question is, when did I fall prey to the opponent's ability, and where am I at this moment?
The red-haired woman looked at Tong Gu's expression with amusement.
"Only letting [The Abuser] Tong Gu die in the plot world is the best ridicule to the [Act Abuser] and those who believe in the strategies of the [Act Absorber]."
"Haha, I wonder how many people will commit suicide this time..."
Wuma Yuhe felt very happy just thinking about that scene.
Tong Gu held the [Permanent Pointer] that had positioned the target world in his hand, and found that the pointer was pointed straight at the portal in front of him. Under Bao Huijun's control, he walked towards the portal step by step, and finally touched it with the [Permanent Pointer] On the door.
Wuma Yuhe saw the black iron-like light on the portal begin to light up, and the body of [Sealer] Tong Gu slowly disappeared, and his laughter became more and more crazy.
At this time, as if the sky suddenly cleared up, a ray of sunshine suddenly fell. Tong Gu saw this ray of sunshine from the corner of his eye, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He stopped resisting and threw himself into the portal.
Tong Gu's body disappeared instantly.
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Zhang Xingwen's body was unknowingly submerged by the long black hair of the white-clothed curse spirit. He lay unconscious in the black hair with his eyes closed.
The supervisor of the cursed spirit in white was also a little confused. Could it be that the information was wrong? Isn't Zhang Xingwen the hidden master of the golden position, the thirteenth golden seat of Eastern Xia, and the third seat that disappeared, is there someone else?
Forget it, just kill him. Master Wuma should have succeeded. As long as [Blocker] dies in the mission world during the live broadcast, those fools who believe that they can finally conquer [Game of Destiny] will naturally despair.
"This world itself is hopeless. I am nothing more than the messenger of fate."
There was a sense of compassion in the man's sigh.
"ha……"
The old man's lazy voice suddenly sounded at this moment. The man's mind tightened and he immediately hid his figure. He turned his head to look at Zhang Xingwen's position, and his pupils suddenly tightened.
The white-haired Zhang Xingwen had already stood up from his black hair at some point, and the white-clothed curse spirit kept backing away in fear.
The old man stretched out as if he had slept, he beat his neck and back, and said quietly
"Thank you very much for reminding me of my old partner's voice again, but..."
"It's dawn, and I can't continue to indulge in sweet dreams."
Before Zhang Xingwen finished speaking, a light like the morning sun lit up on his body, and his expression changed accordingly. The benevolent gesture disappeared as the wrinkles on his face stretched, and his whole appearance quickly became younger.
Young Zhang Xingwen is arrogant and indifferent.
He raised his right hand high, as if responding to his call. The sun's rays in the eastern sky illuminated the sky, and the dark clouds had dissipated at some point.
The man who was hiding in the dark was trembling when he saw this scene. He didn't care about hiding his figure. Suddenly, he exerted force behind his back, and a pair of wings suddenly sprouted from his back, fluttering and flying directly into the sky.
It was really him, Zhang Xingwen was indeed the missing third seat!
Zhang Xingwen, who had become younger, locked the flying man with his right index finger, and a ray of scorching rays instantly penetrated the man's wings.
Then Zhang Xingwen didn't care where the whistleblower fell. He knew that the people from the [Abnormal Affairs Bureau] would definitely take over. He just sat in front of the white-clothed curse spirit, exuding a terrifying aura, and said lightly
"Wuma Yuhe, since Zheng Xingxia and others have forgotten your past, why do you still want to get involved in the mess of accusing the dead."
The white-clothed curse spirit was no longer magical in the terrifying heat, but when he heard Zhang Xingwen's conversation, his face suddenly changed, and the voice of Wuma Yuhe came.
"Mess?"
"You arrogant fools will never understand fate."
"But you, since you've already been hiding, are you going to show off this time?"
Zhang Xingwen's eyelids were drooped, and he spoke without thinking for more than a few words. He casually crushed the evil curse spirit and looked towards the dark clouds further away. The sun-like light on his body slowly extinguished.
"I hope you won't lose this big gamble."
Zhang Xingwen, who has returned to his old self, is a little unmotivated. He doesn't like this plan, but since his students have no objections, he can only stand up to help. Other matters have nothing to do with him.
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The park was in a mess at this time. Wu Guangzhi, who was hiding in the dark, covered his mouth, afraid that he would make a sound.
That woman is a complete monster...
He felt the evil and murderous aura raging in the air around him, and he felt as if he was walking in the ice and snow without a trace.
Tachibana Dongliu waved her hand and spread the blood stained on the grass on the grass. She looked at the huge body of the curse spirit that slowly disappeared, feeling a little bored.
Wu Guangzhi felt a little relieved when he saw that Ju Dongliu seemed to be about to turn around and leave. He was a little glad that he did not go up and use his telekinesis to assist in the attack, otherwise he would have been turned into rotten flesh at this moment.
Now he just wants to wait for this female Shura to leave, and then leave quietly. Anyway, Master Wu Ma's goal has been achieved. Master Wu Ma should have expected that he could not kill Tachibana Dongliu.
All he needs to do is make the official people mistakenly think that they are going to assassinate Tong Gu, and Master Wuma will come to attack Ju Dongliu, divert the official experts away, and drag Ju Dongliu by himself, and Master Wuma will forcefully introduce Tong Gu. In that world, your mission is completed!
"Oh, I almost forgot..."
Tachibana Dongliu, who walked to the door, seemed to remember something and slowly turned back to look at a corner of the park.
Wu Guangzhi's mind almost stopped at this moment. He watched Judong Liu walking towards his hiding place step by step. There was no doubt that he had been discovered.