Chapter 6 Who do you cut?
Ten seconds later, there was a mess on the roof.
Under the thunderstorm, the wet clothes flew all over the place, and there was a thunderbolt in the wet clothes... Su Mo who is scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.
Originally, there was only one in a billion things in this world that were struck by lightning, but she Su Mo did one in a billion today, so... Is the story over? Su Mo's life is over?
However, no, another five seconds passed...
Su Mo, with a one-in-billion-in-one probability, was wrapped in electric light, and a trace like a tattoo appeared on his back because of the thunder in the middle.
The marks looked like wings made of thunder and lightning, and it looked like branches growing on either side.
And the most amazing thing is that the purple lightning bolt resides in this trace like a smeared brush, forming a real purple tattoo ...
"Oh, it hurts..."The finished Su Mo's fingers moved slightly, his fingertips slowly slammed on the ground, and a curse almost blurted out, "It's your lightning rod again, offending the main god three times and twice, sooner or later, the main god will throw you into the world of heavenly tribulation, let you cross it again!"
As soon as the words fell, Su Mo, who had "cheated the corpse", got up from the ground, crossed his feet, and rubbed his anxious back...
Suddenly, I was stunned!
She blinked and tilted her head: "...... What was I talking about?"
As soon as the question came out, in an instant, a string of dense memories crashed into Su Mo's mind.
“???!!!”
Su Mo was stunned for a moment, flipping through these memories, countless memories are years old, and there are countless ones.
If you treat them as information, you can separate A, B, C, D, E, F disks, plus a recycle bin and a portable hard disk.
"What the hell? Who am I?"
Su Mo covered her head in pain, it hurt ten million times more than after being struck by lightning just now, because the amount of information was too large, and her brain had a hard time receiving it.
And by the time she had received most of the memories, her brain was still buzzing, echoing, and she couldn't come back to her senses at all.
However, the only thing that is certain is - this is the memory of her locked and encrypted phone!
Of course, this is not the most crucial, the most critical thing is that there is a central word in memory:
She is a god!!
Su Mo's eyes widened, and when he lowered his hand again, he saw an explosive white light wrapped around his body, just like the background of the immortal hanging in the TV series to prove his identity.
The white light is clear and transparent, as if bathed in light, you can clearly feel a powerful force.
Who said there are no monks in this world?
Who said there are no gods in this world?
Yes, not only that, but it was right in front of her eyes!
What's more, she's not a god herself, she's not an ordinary god!
She's actually the Lord of the Tribulation!
It is to verify the monk's ability, measure the monk's Taoism, determine whether the monk can become an immortal, and have the main god of the law of the heavenly tribulation world!
At this time, the thunder in the sky was still galloping happily, as if he had just chopped a person who was very happy and ready to split again.
"Boom..."
Without waiting for the thunder to fall, Su Mo raised his eyes and glared: "Presumptuous!
Who are you chopping for?
Just after Su Mo let out a low shout, the thunder that was jubilant suddenly released a squib, and with a "squeak", the lightning that had fallen halfway was strangely retracted.
The clouds dispersed, and a touch of the evening magnificent red glow fell on the buildings...
"Whew!"
Su Mo stood up, and his memories were coming back intermittently.
But it may be a little too intermittent, so that she hasn't adjusted herself from the trance of a mortal turning back into an immortal at this moment.
It's just that when she saw the pole that was conductive by lightning but was still persevering, she subconsciously walked over with a condensed expression...
"Click!" broke the pole.
Bastard! Any lightning rod is a bastard! Any lightning rod is wrong!
Although it's just an ordinary pole, it's also a lightning rod, a nasty lightning rod!
If it weren't for the lightning rod, how could she have locked up the Heavenly Tribulation World in a fit of rage, escaped into the mortal world, and experienced nine mortal worlds.
If it weren't for a flash of lightning that woke her up today, she would still be a mortal, complaining that she was going to throw eggs in front of Si Lijun's house.