Chapter 1420: Godfather of Hell
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Xuanyuan walked on the street boredly, looking around obscenely at the traces of beautiful women. A faint smile curled up at the corners of his mouth. With his hands in his black trench coat, he looked up at the crowd around him in a lonely manner.
Although he is a qualified otaku, when he is bored, Xuanyuan Wudao still chooses to go shopping to pass the time. Naturally, he doesn't go shopping, he just likes to walk down the street alone.
Looking around lazily, Xuanyuan Wudao was holding a toothpick. His gaze swept faintly towards the crowd in the street. For him now, he has no interest in going to school, so he can only wander around here boringly. For him, time is meaningless.
Just as he was lazily walking on the street, in the middle of the street, suddenly an old man fainted silently and fell to the ground. It attracted the attention of the people around her, but they just watched, and no one came to help her up.
In the turbulent streets, the old man's fallen body fell to the ground alone, and his curled up thin body kept twitching. There was a hint of pain in his eyes. She stretched out her hand, as if to ask for help from those around her. But when the people around saw her like this, they couldn't help but disperse.
In this society with extremely degraded morals, there is never a shortage of selfish people. In such a situation, no one chose to lend a hand. Perhaps for them, their own interests are more important than others.
Moreover, the old woman who fell on the ground was wearing tattered and dirty clothes, and it could be seen that she was not rich at all, and could not have taken such a risk. So people just talked about it, but no one ever reached out.
Xuanyuan Wudao frowned slightly, and his body was about to rush over, but he was blocked in front of him by a figure. This is a middle-aged man with glasses and a somewhat fat body. It seems to be a depressed company clerk.
"Young man, I advise you not to go over." The middle-aged man kindly persuaded him,
"What's wrong?" Xuanyuan Wudao turned his head, and his ordinary face was puzzled.
"I know this mother-in-law, she picks up rags here, and often does this kind of thing. You went and you were only pitted. For her sake, she can't do it! Young man, you are still young, and when you mature, you will realize how childish your behavior is! The middle-aged man gushed.
"Childish?" Xuanyuan Wudao was silent, and a deep mockery flashed in his eyes.
There will always be a group of people in the world, who regard desire as ideals, sophistication as maturity, numbness as depth, cowardice as stability, and slippery as wisdom. That can only mean that the world is hopeless. Therefore, you are not qualified to say that my bravery is reckless, my persistence is extreme, my seeking truth is ignorant, and my passion is naΓ―ve. When those who peddle social experience, those who claim to have succeeded in throwing a contemptuous smile at my dreams, I will not hesitate to say back: stupid!
Xuanyuan Wudao coldly pushed away the middle-aged man, and his figure always rushed over. His voice said lightly: "What I did, it's not your turn to ask!" And his figure, as before, is arrogant and indifferent......
"Get out of the way, keep a space for her!" Xuanyuan arrogantly pushed away the crowd and dispersed these people who would only be cold bystanders. Those eyes looked coldly at these hypocritical people. His hands were placed on the old woman's body. A faint golden glow shrouded his palm.
The old woman was trembling all the time, her body curled up in a ball. Xuanyuan Wudao finally let go of his hand with a frown, he already understood the reason why the old woman was trembling, because she was too hungry.
"I'll take you to dinner, don't worry." Xuanyuan nodded gently, and gently lifted the old woman's body on her back. Facing this group of hypocritical people, Xuanyuan Wudao sneered. Getting farther and farther away under the gaze of the crowd.
In a small restaurant, Xuanyuan Wudao looked at his mother-in-law in front of him dumbfounded, and ate all three bowls of rice. For an elderly person, it is incredible to be able to have such a meal.
"Eat slowly, be careful not to choke." Xuanyuan Wudao said softly,
"It's okay, I haven't eaten in days, I'm hungry!" The old woman was dressed in a shabby beggar garment, and her whole person was out of place with her surroundings. But she didn't care.
"Don't you take the nutritional pills that the government distributes every month? Logically speaking, you can't be so hungry, right? Xuanyuan Wudao couldn't help but ask,
"How can I eat that kind of thing? People want to eat when they are hungry, so what's the use of eating that kind of dough? The old woman muttered, her wrinkled face full of nonchalance. It seems that for her, she still doesn't understand what technology is.
Xuanyuan Wudao smiled bitterly, but he had to echo it. "Eat slowly, it's not enough."
The old woman's face hesitated, but she still said, "You've heard of it too, right?" I fell to the ground today, why didn't anyone pull me up. β
"Know a little bit," Xuanyuan said lightly,
"Hey, people are getting old, and their faces are hard. Sometimes I didn't eat for several days, so I had to go on the road to deceive people. Until now, no one believed me. The old man said half-moaning, half-crying. But I can't, I'm hungry. The sons I worked so hard to raise did not support me. I'm the only one begging for food. β
"You're not wrong," Xuanyuan Wudao shook his head, and said in a faint voice: "If a person has to survive, then it is not wrong for him to do anything despicable. You're not wrong, it's a world where you have to use despicable means to survive! β
"Young man, you will be a good husband, and the woman who marries you will definitely be the happiest woman in the world." The old woman smiled, and even the wrinkles on her face were relaxed.
"Maybe!" Xuanyuan said lightly. He no longer has any expectations for this world.
When he walked out of the small restaurant, Xuanyuan Wudao left a data card for the old woman, on which there was property that ordinary people could not earn in several lifetimes. She finally didn't worry about her fate in the future. That card also represents the past, which I have never used. Almost all forgotten. If Gao Yue knew that her boyfriend, who she looked down on, had a card that was enough to buy half of the city, what kind of expression would it be.
"Long time no see, my friend." When Xuanyuan walked out, a joking voice sounded. Xuanyuan didn't have to look back to know who that person was. He said indifferently: "Why are you here?" β
"Can't I just come and see you?" It was a handsome man dressed in the white garb of a priest. On his chest hung a pendant of a cross. Under the white hair, those dark eyes stared at Xuanyuan Wudao.
"Aren't you in the Western Holy See? How can you have time to come here? Xuanyuan said indifferently, facing this person. His face remained cold. Although this person is like a grim reaper in the West.
"Something happened in Huaxia, let's join in the fun. It wasn't just me, everyone else came along. The man smiled, dressed like a priest, with the cross pendant dangling on his chest.
"Oh, something happened? Does it have something to do with that guy? Xuanyuan Wudao raised his eyebrows, and a trace of interest flashed in his eyes.
"I don't know, but none of this has anything to do with me. As long as it is an enemy, I will redeem him with love and give him the grace of God. The man said narcissistically, Junxiu's face full of obsession.
"Enough, I've reminded you more than once, you guy don't put on your hypocritical face in front of me. I look a little disgusted! Xuanyuan said lightly.
"Don't say that, you're our boss too." The man shook his body, and his peach blossom eyes stared at him.
"That was before," Xuanyuan said lightly,
"I said, you really don't plan to come back?" The man smiled, his face a little frozen. He spoke seriously for the first time.
"As I said, I don't have anything to do with you anymore. Now we're just strangers. Xuanyuan Wudao snorted coldly, his gaze turned to the past.
"It makes me a little sad when you say that, oh, you've been gone for a few years. I miss you so much. But your life doesn't seem to be going very well. If you want to come back now, we are always welcome. β
"As I said, I don't have anything to do with you anymore. Now I'm just a boring student. Xuanyuan Wudao shook his head, holding his head in both hands, and stared at him indifferently.
"Is that really just the case? You're not like you. The man sighed, looking at the indifferent young man. I really can't compare him to the domineering demon at the beginning.
"I'm dead, what do you do with that? Now I'm just an ordinary person. It was my destiny that I would live my life and die alone. Xuanyuan Wudao smiled bitterly, and said in a faint voice.
"Now what bullshit fate do you believe? You never believed that. What exactly did you experience three years ago? Will you become like this? The man asked, his eyes staring at Xuanyuan Wudao.
But Xuanyuan Wudao's body stagnated slightly, and his face was a little helpless. He said lightly: "Three years ago, I had forgotten. Maybe I did go through something. But it doesn't matter. With that, he shook his head and walked away.
"Forget it, I'll go first. I'll talk about it next time! Xuanyuan didn't say anything back, and his figure faded away in the man's complicated gaze.
And in this desolate street, two figures appeared on the roof of the two-story building, staring at the figure of Xuanyuan walking past in the distance. One of the voices said lightly: "I really don't know why, this teenager is so involved in so many forces." What kind of secret is hidden in his body. Even the master cares so much about him? β
"The Xuanyuan clan, the strongest clan in the legend. Every Xuanyuan clan has a terrifying power that dominates the world. But until now, the mysterious Xuanyuan clan has not been born for 300 years. And it is even more legendary that the Xuanyuan clan holds the most core secrets of the entire Huaxia. That is where the Wuhun Hall is located! β
Wuhun Palace! This is the most desired place in the mind of any person in the martial arts. Legend has it that in the Wuhun Palace, there is the highest martial arts in the whole of China. Once you master the Martial Spirit Palace, it is equivalent to having the power of eternal life!
And the location of the Wuhun Hall is only known to the Xuanyuan clan. From the day the secret of the Wuhun Hall was peeped on, everyone had an almost obsessive yearning for the Wuhun Palace.
"Master, let us continue to monitor him, let's follow the order." One of them said lightly, but when he finished speaking, he felt a sudden chill in his body, and his whole body was enveloped by a terrifying aura.
"Who is it?" The two hurriedly turned their heads, but saw a man dressed in a priest's white robe with a holy face. In his hand he holds a Bible. But no one felt any holy light. On the contrary, it is a little creepy.
"Who are you!" One of the men asked hurriedly, but pulled out a pistol in his right hand. Haruka pointed to the man in front of him.
Facing the pistol pointed at him in front of him, the man in white didn't notice it at all. He calmly took out the holiness and said in a low voice: "Don't be busy sending you to death yet, I haven't recited your prayer yet, otherwise God will punish me." β
"Less nonsense," the man with the gun said, striking the trigger in his hand.
Bang!
At such a close distance, it is almost impossible to dodge. But the man in white still had the same face, and he still held the Bible in his hand, like the most devout believer.
And the next result made the faces of the two people change greatly, and the bullet exploded at the moment. A hideous demon statue suddenly appeared in front of the man's eyes. Completely block the bullets.
In the constricted pupils of the four, the bullet slammed into the demon statue, and the bullet fell to the ground with a sound that nearly stopped their hearts.
What the hell is this? A fabulous scene?
What exactly is the demon avatar that suddenly appears in front of you?
"Is it?" The leader's face turned pale, and his steps subconsciously took a step back. He suddenly remembered that there had been a terrifying legend, a ghostly being. All the prey he set his sights on never escaped. And the deaths are extremely miserable. How is it possible, isn't he in the West?
"It's amazing that you finally know who I am. It's unexpected. How could someone like him tolerate you two spying on him? Forget it, let me clean it up for him. The man muttered, looking at the demon statue in front of him, and said lightly, "Go, Lucifer." Devour them all! β
Immediately afterward, a terrible sound sounded throughout the building. The sound of limbs shattering, accompanied by the sound of painful wails.
And the man quietly enjoyed the rare moment, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer. Letting the flesh and blood fly continued, he still said lightly: "Remember my name, even if you go to hell, don't forget it." My name is Olympus, the Godfather of Hell! β