"Those people are coming." Cixin reported immediately.

"Let them in." The observer senses that something is happening.

"We have something, a matter of no lord." Twilight watched as the Evolver was appreciating the great blueprint it had made.

"What?" Subject: Somewhat incredible.

"There were two stab wounds. His hair was grayish and white and turned black, and he fell to the ground, no blood, and he was still breathing. Twilight briefly explained the situation.

"Are you back to your soul?" Sigmund looked at the suddenly frozen expression on the evolutionary's face.

"Almost, he should, but it can't be." The observer felt that that was not possible.

"What's going on?" Murro watched the Purifier speak. The Purifier turned his head to look at Muro, but did not speak.

"Let me ask you, this kind of thing should be normal, but it's not normal if it happens often." The Evolutionary didn't know for a while.

"Then we want to go to the human world, that is, the world where the Lord lives." Sigmund made this seemingly almost unreasonable request.

"We want to know what's going on in the past, including that." Cill looked at the expression on the evolutionary's face.

"Do you want to go to the past and the future?" The Purifier asked.

"Yes, I'm going to screw off the head of that man after killing Wujue." Suranr just wanted to go and kill that man.

"Good! OK. "The observer decided.

"What are you talking about?" The subject was suddenly startled.

"You can check Wujue's memories first, determine the concept of the human world, and then I will send you to the current human world." The Evolutionary knows what the observer means.

"Alright, you guys go to Lab 82." The Evolutionary begins to prepare for the start-up program.

"You two guys are really, deliberately, to make them hate humans, using their loyalty and importance to Wujue, deepening their dislike of humans, and stabilizing their determination to tear those people apart, saying that they are going to the human world to kill people." Subjectes didn't expect them to care so much about the Lordless.

"That's right. They are now in the memories of the Lordless. "Evolvers set up their own programs and draw their own blueprints.

"Look, here." Cill pointed to a small house not far away.

"This is the memory of the past of the Lord?" Twilight suddenly felt that these things were sacred.

The moon hung in the sky, and the stars held the earth beneath the moon, and there were no villages, no lights, only a two-meter, potholed dirt road, surrounded by woods, and some fruit trees scattered among the trees.

The child was alone on the road, accompanied by a cat.

"Isn't that cat President Alia?" Anbeiluo looked at the color of the cat's coat.

"yes, let's not lose it, keep up." Su Lan'er followed, and the others also walked up, the distance in the middle was very large, and they could only ensure that they could still be in sight.

With every step, the road behind Sigmund will collapse, they have no way back, no one.

The cat followed the child, one man and one cat, walking on the uneven dirt road full of stones, surrounded by small half-legged high earthen walls, in the earthen wall on the left side of the road, there was a large walnut tree, on the right was not all towering plane forest, in the plane forest, there were large graves and stone monuments.

There is a fork to the left ahead, and there is a straight road left, and I don't know where to go, just ahead, with a little flashing light.

"This place is inhabited." Anbeiluo sighed, and the children and cats walking on the road turned left.

"Let's run over there." Ciel's group ran quickly, but there was only one fork in the road, and both the man and the cat turned left.

After turning the corner, it is still a dirt road, it is more than a meter wide, both sides of the road are farmland, are large patches of wheat stubble, go forward, on the left side of the road, there is a row of jujube trees, on the right side of the road, is a large corn field.

Sigmund heard the rustling of corn leaves, and shivered at the blackened, man-high cornfield, which was still the same at the end of the cornfield, a road that went straight ahead and a path that turned right.

In front of the cornfield, there is a hibiscus tree, full of red fan-shaped flowers.

Behind the tree, there is a rectangular house about 15 meters long and 3 meters wide, with only one window, and the outside of the window is a burglar window welded with steel bars, and the door is a tin door. On the left side of the house, there is a red boat asbestos tile house, with old wooden doors and broken wooden windows.

Sigmund tried to look over, and to the left, there was a date tree, and near the date tree, there was a very tall house made of concrete, the front and back of the house were separated by a wooden fence, under which the loofahs had been climbed, and in the yard there was a small patch of greens, a water tank, two pools, and a graphite, and a stone table for eating.

The door was open, and on the chaise longue at the door was a gray-haired old woman holding a large fan in her hand and shaking it, looking very old.

In front of the house, about a knee-deep crossing, there is a large area of fields where different crops are grown.

"Could this be the place where Wujue lived when he was a child? Is there only one old lady? Aishar looked at the child who had entered the house, where a few candles had come out and climbed a high slope through the path on the right.

I walked very carefully on the ridge, and came to the place where I saw the lights on the road before, and it was also a house, and it was only two or three days old.

There was a wheelchair in the courtyard, and there was a little boy sitting in the wheelchair, and after giving him the candle, he continued to walk, and the farther and farther, the sky became brighter and brighter.

"I don't dare to admit that kid is a lord or not, but this, I'm sure, dare to say it's a lord." Cill was already sure.

"It's really a weird timeline, maybe it really is, so fast, because time is already fast. Now it's a teenager look. Twilight could also see that it was the appearance of the Lordless.

In this way, until the end, the kind old woman who had been waiting for Wujue to come home at the door of the house died, and the little boy who was disabled in both legs and was in a wheelchair also died of illness.

No matter how it changes, no matter how much time has passed, no matter how Wujue grows, there is only one person without a jue, and one person does everything, no matter what it is, there is only one person without a jue, and one person lives, works and studies.

"Is this the last memory you had before you died?" Twilight looked at the large expanse of snow, unlike the huts outside the village, this city, with its tall buildings, night as day as day, and neon lights shining.

"It's okay to look good." Ciel looked at the way he was before he died, with short black dry hair, black pupils and big eyes that looked quite energetic.

"Wujue is very good-looking, and he is a little man-like, but he is actually fine." Sigmund looked around.

Before she died, she was returning home in the snow, and she didn't notice a gangster who had been following her, this gangster, with a tattoo on the back of his hand.

"He's the one who killed Wujue, okay, I'm going to screw his head off." Suran stepped forward, but was pulled by Syl.

"This is also a memory, it is not true, if you want revenge, then, remember his face, go to the human world to find him, I must cut him into fillets and sashimi." Cill just didn't see the results, and wasn't sure if this man did it.

"Well, let's see." Twilight looked around as there were no other suspicious people.

The group followed, and sure enough, the man with the tattoo on the back of his hand knocked on the door, and it was Wujue who opened the door, and the moment he opened the door, Wujue was stabbed in the right shoulder, followed by his abdomen. Aishar immediately reached out and grabbed it.

But nothing was caught.

Wujue died like this, and at this point, everything ended as soon as the picture went black.

"It turns out that he died like this, now I should figure it out, now I figure it out, it turns out that he has been walking alone for so long, and I haven't seen him cry before, okay." Su Laner looked at the glass wall of the test tower in front of him.

"Hasn't it always been like this? Now we need to get down to business and get rid of that person. Aishar twisted his left hand.

"Have you figured it out? If you decide, go ahead and take revenge! The Evolver stood in the doorway.

"But remember, you can't be too ostentatious. For the sake of safety and security, your artillery and armament will be temporarily blocked, but you still have fists, come with me. "The Evolutionaries decided to send these people to the human world.

"Now help you unify the data, the time will be synchronized, and I will give you the data collected about the present, although Wujue is also a human world, but it is not the human world that is currently at war is a matter of the future." Evolutionaries shared the data.

"It is said that the world is the best experience, but you are useless after you come back, these data, I see that if you complete the goal, I will take you back, now you go, that, between the past and the future." The Purifier handed over a chest.

"At that time, I remembered, after I came back, you said that you would disappear, but you didn't remember, after all, it was a matter of the future, I will send you the location and coordinates to keep in touch. The box is full of money, and in the world of the unknighted, it is possible that money can be used to settle anything. Inside the box is a photo of Lord Mujue before his death. "The Evolutionaries sent 9 people to the human world.

When I arrived at the place, I received the news.

"The goal, kill the tattooed man on the back of the hand of the unknighted, in the direction of one o'clock in your direction, a straight distance of 6,580 meters, to pass through twelve intersections, forty-five traffic lights, you have to know the rules." The Evolver sent the exact location over.

"Then let's go, cut that man to pieces." Ciel habitually drew his knife, and looked down to see that the knife was not on his body.

"I, my scythe is gone." Su Laner glanced at Twilight, and the katana that Twilight often used was gone.

"Hurry up, that man will move, get over there." The Purifier urged, wondering what they would do to avenge the Unlord.

A group of people walked past at their last speed, and that day there was a food stall on the sidewalk on the side of the road, and the man with the tattoo on his arm, with his head exposed, was shirtless and wearing only a pair of shorts.

The whole arm is tattooed, the fat head is big and the ears are big, the belly is big and the waist is round, the face is full of fat, the eyes have become a slit, and there is a cigarette in the hand.

"Is that the guy? Looks like a bully. Twilight opened the box, and there were not all the materials among you, but all the banknotes, and a photo of the Lordless.

"How are we going to be sure of him?" Anbeiluo was a little afraid of killing the wrong person.

"I'll leave this to me, I have a way." Murro took the box and walked forward, near the tattooed man that day.

The owner of the food stall immediately came over and asked, "There are too many of you, it's inconvenient for me here, so you better go to the restaurant." And this person is waiting for his little brother, which is very difficult to provoke. ”

"We came to find someone, to find him, not to eat. What if it's not good? Sigmund boarded the boss, and the boss left very interestingly, and scolded and scolded: "Who are these people?" ”

Seeing that there were beer bottles on the table, some cigarette butts on the ground, and a few leftover skewers in the baking tray, Murro took a few steps forward, and the smell of wine was a little smoky.

"Old man, let's find someone, do you recognize this person?" Murro pulled the photo out of the box.

"What's wrong with the recognition? So you are mixed up on the road, look at you like a group of yellow-haired, blue-haired and green-haired people, sisters, which way? Are they all so fierce? The man with the arm tattoo looked at the people in front of him,

"Let me ask you if you know this person?" Murro asked again.

"Well, I know this girl, I sent my brother in before, but my brother was forced to die, someone paid a high price, let me go to kill someone, that guy is an officer in the Supreme People's Procuratorate, don't say, do you want to sit down and drink something. If it's okay, it's not easy to mix on the road, big sister, just let it go, don't be that green, the girl's house is not good-looking. The man pointed to Syr.

"Are you blind? That's not green, you don't care who we mess with, we've come to you. Aishar walked over to observe the man.

"Oh, the eldest sister is here, these are your little sisters! Eldest sister, can we talk about it if we have something? "The tattooed man felt that this group was here to find trouble.

"I want your life." Aishar said very calmly.

"You're kidding! Why don't you sleep with me for the night, and we'll discuss." I listen to you for everything. "The tattooed man wanted to put his arm around Aishaal's shoulder.

"Take your pig's paw away, he's my man, I'll chop your paw again." Murro snapped and threatened the tattooed man.

"Oops, I didn't expect you to be quite protective of the lord, if you have something, just say it's okay to get out, I have to touch it today." The tattooed man reached out and touched Aishar's hair.

"Huh. Case. You just have peace of mind on the road. Murro smashed his fist into the tattooed man's head, and the tattooed man was sent flying several meters.

"You're angry, what you just said again," Aishar looked at Muro with a grin.

"It's still light. What did I say? Nothing, okay? You don't want to make a fuss. Murro's face turned red again.

"Come on, kill these people." The tattooed man pulled a dagger out of his trouser pocket and stabbed it at Aishar, and a dozen young men dressed in black ran from nearby.

"Don't you know whether you live or die?" Aishar grabbed the tattooed man's neck, and with a little force, after the blood was splashed, the tattooed man's head fell off!

"Run?" Sigmund smashed a man's head with a single fist, like a watermelon thrown from the sky, shattering in an instant, and the others immediately fled in all directions.

"Don't move, or I'll shoot." One of them pointed a pistol at Syr.

"What? You hit us with a gun? you. Su Laner lifted the table and threw it over.

A bullet hit Ciel's knee, and with a bang, the bullet fell to the ground, and Cyr scratched his hair a little embarrassed.

"Tell me, who's behind it?" Aishar watched a little brother trembling and squatting on the side of the road, looking at him without speaking, Aishar went down with a fist, and the curb stone was smashed.

"Forget it." When Aishar saw that the food stall owner wanted to run, he immediately shouted: "We won't kill you, what are you running for, and if you run away, I will be regarded as the same person, there is water and there is no clean washing." Aishar watched as the boss turned and came back.

Trembling, find a basin and get some clean water everywhere.

"That's enough to buy you a few hundred tables." Aishar washed his hands, took a wad of money from the box and threw it to the boss, and walked away.

"Are you going back like that? Let's go and sweep the grave of the mother-in-law who took care of the unknighted. Suraner proposed.

"That's right." Aishar agreed, and as soon as a few people left, some police cars came behind them.

According to Wujue's memory, several people looked for it, and it was in a cemetery, but unfortunately it was only at night, and the park was only open at about half past nine in the morning during the day.

A group of people spent the night near the entrance to the cemetery.

"It seems that Wujue bought this cemetery with all his money!" Suranel yawned.

"What the hell, these people are too brittle, and they don't have a solid corporate body. It was impossible to be beaten with a few fists before, and humans are too vegetable. "Ranke Defy wasn't very happy.

A crowd just waited, and the news report on the TV wall said:

The black boss who killed most of the law enforcement officers was suspected of being killed in a failed fight, and his head was pulled out, and witnesses said that the murderer was nine women with different hair colors and bold shots, and guns and bullets were found at the scene, and nearby residents were asked to be more careful to prevent filing, and the case is being further investigated.

"What? So fast. Cill was a little surprised, it was too fast, it hadn't been a few hours yet.

"Anyway, it's okay to watch the excitement, it has nothing to do with us." Su Laner was very disgusted.

In the morning, the door of the cemetery opened, and a group of people bought a lot of flowers to sweep the grave of the old woman who had taken care of the lord in the past.

"Mother-in-law, tell you, Wujue has grown up and is very promising, but he died early, and we will take care of him in the future, thank you." Sigmund finished speaking and bowed.

The old woman's tombstone was piled with flowers, and Aishar used the money left over to buy a piece of cemetery for a permanent term.

There was such a big case, and the local bureau Shu also began to investigate.

"I didn't find any traces of the incursions, things seemed to appear suddenly, and the photo at the scene was a person who was killed by the Supreme People's Procuratorate before, and I suspect that it was a vicious, retaliation case."