The fragments of the sky were falling like raindrops beside him. Wang Wu kept his smile, but the joy in his heart gradually faded and he couldn't come again.

He did not really want his son to inherit his father's business and win over Sister Shasha's heart. Akasha was just an example, an excuse Wang Wu used to remind himself.

Wang Wu used Akasha as an example and asked himself a simple question: the old one-eyed person resurrected from the dead, and then what?

When Lao One-eyed died, he placed all his hopes on Wang Wu, taught everything he had learned, cultivated the man-made man from this ancient era into his second self, and successfully fulfilled his last wish - rescued the GM team from the blood-colored space. As the new generation of Wang Wu, it seems to be better than the previous generation. However, if Lao Wang Wu is resurrected at this time, it means that there are two Wang Wu in the world.

I have to say that although this continent is vast, there are still too many two kings and five.

The two of them were just as rebellious and the same as mediocre. They were noisy and seemed lively and warm during the underground maze. That was because the old one-eyed knew that his life was not long and treated Wang Wu with a father's attitude.

But if he comes back from the dead, if he regained his strength at his peak and became the captain of the GM team that scared the mainland, can he tolerate Wang Wu's arrogance?

Therefore, nostalgia is nostalgia, but the dead one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-

There are many such examples in the ancient times and the real plane. Some people, when they die, thousands of people are mourning, and after they die, countless people line up to visit the memorial hall to pay homage to his remains, hoping that he can be resurrected from the dead. But any rational person also knows that even if the great man stands up again, it is impossible to change anything in reality. On the contrary, those who love him may also turn to another camp.

Wang Wu respects the old one-eyed from the bottom of his heart, but lets the deceased sleep forever.

After stepping through the old one-eyed corpse, the road ahead is still long. The second and third levels... until the Chaos God falls, and then he will point his target to the sea of ​​stars.

The fragments fell. Wang Wu looked around and it was still dark, and the environment seemed to have not changed much. And suddenly a woman's curious voice sounded behind him.

"You know Akasha?"

Wang Wu turned his head and just now holding a sword and shield, Clotil, who was in a Valkyrie posture, stood behind him, looking curious.

Wang Wu really felt like he had seen a ghost.

"Why aren't you dead?"

Clothier was a little confused: "I...I also feel like I'm dead, and I've been dead for a long time, but just now, I suddenly regained my consciousness."

"Do you believe Brother Chun?"

“…I only believe in the God of Light.”

"You can save the archives?"

"What is that?"

While answering Wang Wu's question like a gun, Clothier seemed a little anxious and wanted to get in. However, he was choked by the other party and had no time to spare.

"I, I want to ask a question, okay?"

The woman's gentle voice finally penetrated her while Wang Wu was breathing.

Wang Wu nodded: "Ask."

"Do you really know Akasha?"

"Of course I know, what's the problem?" Wang Wu blinked and looked innocent and curious, while also trying his best to use his emotional intelligence accumulated over the years to analyze the other party's psychology of asking questions.

Now Clotil is resurrected as if a miracle, and has regained the rationality of thirty years ago. In other words, she is actually Clotil thirty years ago.

At that time, Clotil worked hard in the diocese under his jurisdiction. The dream of heaven influenced countless believers, causing the Holy Council to consider repeatedly calling her a new saint and replacing Akasha's vacancy.

This kind of attitude of making a comeback, no matter how you look at it, it exudes a spirit of not admitting defeat and fighting to the end. From this, it is inferred that her relationship with Sister Sasha should not be very good.

So Wang Wu added happily: "Sister Shasha is doing well now. She has a top boyfriend in the mainland and two loyal little legs. She herself has god-level strength and has achieved brilliant achievements."

Clotil was slightly stunned when he heard this.

However, soon, she showed a sincere gentle smile: "That's great, I've been worried about her before. But... Sure enough, just because of Winston and Kim Jong-yang, they are not qualified to trap her."

...

This time it was Wang Wu's turn to remain silent because the development of things seemed to be a bit unexpected?

Knowing that your competitors have a happy life, Clotil should be envious and jealous, right? What's the matter if you are safe and well, it's a sunny day!?

Wang Wu thought for a long time and had an idea in his mind.

"Clothil, I think you have been sleeping for too long and have some sanity, so I will help you sort out your thoughts. Akasha, the former saint of the church, was your competitor in the church college. He took away the saint laurel that should belong to you, enjoyed exclusive honors, and then abandoned all this. Whether you are a loser in competition or a devout believer in the church, you are incompatible with her. When facing Akasha, you should be angry and cursed her every day of menopause, and the words of warm blessings are really not suitable for you to say."

Clotil was stunned: "You, where did you hear that Akasha and I are incompatible?"

Wang Wu thought for a while: "I guess, but this kind of guess is closest to the truth."

"It's not the truth! Akasha and I have always had a good relationship! I was a close friend when I was in the academy. She once said goodbye to me when she rebelled from the church!"

"You must have misunderstood. She just wanted to go over and slap you in the face."

"Let's have dinner together!"

"Perhaps the local restaurant is holding an event where two people travel together and one person is free of charge."

"Let's talk at night with candles!"

"It's probably because she wants to humiliate you with a wax drop."

"She wishes me a better achievement in the church than her."

"Such an obvious ironic tone is actually expressing the opposite meaning."

"You're enough! You don't know anything at all!"

Wang Wu Youran said: "I am just revealing the truth of history."

Clothier pointed at Wang Wu angrily, his whole body trembled, and after a moment, even his eyes turned red: "You, it's too much!"

Wang Wu sneered: "The truth is always cruel. Little beauty, open your eyes to see the world, and don't be brainwashed by the illusion of gentleness."

But Clotil no longer wanted to talk to Wang Wu. She stretched out a hand and the fragments of the dream of heaven that had fallen to the ground gathered again.

Wang Wu originally planned to stop it, but Clothier constructed the illusion very quickly. Before Wang Wu appeared behind her with the speed of teleportation, he had already completed the dream of heaven.

Wang Wu started and flashed, but the opponent in front of him changed from Clothier to an opponent that made him feel extremely distressed.

Dang!

With the crisp sound of metal impact, Wang Wu’s best skill was: back stabbing, which was blocked by his opponent with a short dagger.

"Well, in comparison, your golden finger skills have no qualitative breakthrough, which disappoints me a little."

"...You are beyond the reach of your ability to recover from the dead. You are one-eyed. You have run away from the body so many times, and your equipment should not last long, right? Are you not afraid of running naked by yourself?"

While smiling forcibly, Wang Wuyi tried hard to push the dagger in his right hand forward and stabbed the opponent's vital point.

For a first-class gold finger, stabbing is always the most efficient way to kill. Wang Wu's piercing under all his strength can even make a hole in the city wall, but he cannot let the weapon move forward at this moment.

Because the opponent he faces is indeed stronger in this regard than him.

The one who used a dagger to hold his dagger was not the old one-eyed person who was exhausted during the underground maze period, but the old one-eyed person who still had enough energy to clear out ancient ruins. Although the dream-building technique was abolished, although he was blind and lame, he was still the top expert in the mainland.

"Wang Wu, don't try it in vain. Even if you try to prolapse, don't even think about hurting me with a dagger. You haven't finished your class yet."

"Hehe, old guy, your voice is trembling when you speak. Is it because you use too much force to get rid of the hemorrhoids? I can let you go down with one hand to support it."

"The trembling voice is ridiculing your overestimation. Haven't you noticed that I am indeed blocking with one hand?"

"Tsk, it's really hard to fight arm strength with a single person who has been single for too long. But, old guy, why did you work for Clothier?"

The old one-eyed stared at Wang Wu: "What's the problem?"

"I remember you two are incompatible."

Wang Wu thought, this was something Hussein saw with his own eyes, so it wouldn't be fake, right?

The old one-eyed snorted: "I do not like her, just as she has always hated me, but... at least she is my sister-in-law, what can I do?"

"Sister-in-law!?"

"Akasha spoiled her so much that she treated her as a sister, or even loved her like her daughter. What would she be if she was not a sister-in-law? I didn't take good care of her at the beginning and asked her to sacrifice her life on the first floor. This matter was so long that Akasha could scold me for the rest of her life now... Of course, I have to do my best to save it."

The old one-eyed explained very seriously, then exerted one-handed force and pushed Wang Wu back.

The next moment, his figure disappeared without a trace, and Clotil was replaced by him.

The dream of heaven became more flexible and changeable in the hands of the original owner. Clotil just projected the old one-eyed eye, which made Wang Wu a little helpless.

"Now, do you believe what I said?"

Clotil was obviously a little unhappy and glared at Wang Wu with his cheeks.

"...I believe, I believe whatever you say."

Thinking that the old one-eyed, who was not afraid of the world, was very respectful to this sister-in-law, Wang Wu made a smile very rarely.

"By the way, Clothier, I have a question to ask."

Clothier snorted: "What's the problem?"

"When will you die completely?"

"You!?"!~!
Chapter completed!