It's a little embarrassing to chat inexplicably, and it destroys the solemn atmosphere of everyone's worries about the future of mankind.

Xiang Dong coughed dryly and said, "Master Bai, where do you ...... Send me a copy of the image of Zha, and the comparison results will come out in five hours, and we will further determine whether K is him. ”

Bai Tang responded, and his voice was very steady and reliable.

Xiang Dong said again: "Don't clash with Heavenly Court for the time being, several masters will immediately reinforce you, you, you calm down......"

In the end, his voice gradually lowered, as if he couldn't say it anymore, and said: "Don't contact them for the time being, wait for the results of the analysis to come out."

That's the end of the explanation, and then sit back and wait for the news.

Bai Tang is very good at stealing in his busy time, he plays games when he has time, he didn't feel anything when he was free before, but now he is busy flying, and he feels that it is also a pleasure to have time to play games.

After playing a few games, there was still a lot of time, Bai Tang pondered it, and called Xiang Dong, asking him to send him a copy of the information on the massacre, the more detailed the better, and specially instructed Xiang Dong to add Shangqiu's disappearance in the past two years.

Although he only has a few sides with the third prince, he has always wanted to see his own eyes, and the third prince is upright, it really doesn't look like he is full of blood, but now all the evidence they can have is very unfavorable to him.

Even Su Yuxiu indirectly said that he was the devil who made several rivers of blood flow in the world.

Xiangdong was very efficient, and in just one hour, a large file bag was transmitted to Bai Tang's mobile phone.

Bai Tang looked at the information package that had been passed on for a long time, only to feel that one head was two big, and when he thought about the stupid face of the third prince, he felt that he had the responsibility to check this matter.

The first time Nezha was discovered by a human cultivator was in the territory of Xunyang, Chenchuan, where the local death toll was 36,892, the blood was warm, the body was not cold, and he was found in the middle of the corpse.

After that, the special department noticed him, although they did not catch anyone, but they also followed his trail with special means, tracking all the way, bloody all the way, but wherever he stayed, there would inevitably be a large number of bones.

Bai Tang watched it for a long time, and he didn't see anything strange between the lines, but he saw a loophole that could be exploited.

Nezha was only videographed twice, once in the ruins and once in the corpse, and the other cases were speculated by the responsible state authorities based on the time of death, the manner of death, and the scene.

Because before the scene was discovered, only one of him had enough ability, and his trajectory was deduced thousands of times.

In the Shangqiu City God Temple, he clearly felt the divine power remaining in the air, as well as the living corpses buried under the Bodhi tree by the divine power.

Was it killed by Nezha? Then when the body was buried, it was discovered by the original god in the City God Temple, so the slaughtering god was unfortunately discovered by Li Tianwang again, is it like this?

Bai Tang thought so, and felt that something was wrong.

Oh God.

When he thought of the word, he felt that his concept of the word was a little vague.

Purifying all sentient beings, it is God who saves the suffering and the suffering, so what is the one who does the opposite?

……

In front of the verdant mountains, the third prince fell from a high altitude, and the hot wheels under his feet disappeared automatically.

He tilted his head slightly, his eyes looking at him with some indescribable hesitation.

The sun was shining, and the sun was shining brightly.

The third prince said softly: "Come out."

There was a breeze blowing in front of him, and no one answered.

The third prince slapped his palm on the ground slightly, and said, "One snail on the ground, the king of Hades will retreat by three points."

Jiaoluo grass, only in some mountain streams or canyons can grow, can condense the aura of heaven and earth, moisten the meridians of people, hundreds of years and thousands of years, will become a blessed land.

But the mountain in front of him did not look like it was moistened by the aura, and the plants on it were dark in color, although they were strong, they showed a strange and fierce appearance.

It was as if he was talking to himself, and there was still nothing in front of him.

The sun was obscured by the floating clouds that passed in the sky, and the light around it was limited and dim.

There is something in the wind.

The third prince finally got impatient, and grabbed it forward with one hand, obviously not grasping anything, but he twisted it violently as if he was holding something.

"The grass and trees are fine, and you dare to call yourself the god of the mountains?" He withdrew his hand, his gaze swept over the mountain that seemed to be a short cut, and he took out a napkin from his pocket and wiped his hands.

As soon as he raised his hand again, the Qiankun circle on his wrist flew out by itself and threw himself into the lush mountains and forests.

The third prince closed his eyes and took a short rest, but his perception was released.

There was a faint thudding sound from the mountain in front of him, and in a few breaths, there was a white mist of spiritual energy gathered at the top of the mountain, circling the mountain three times.

The mountains are like fairy mountains, but there are white bones left from the mountains.

There are many vicissitudes in the world, but there should always be a time to see the light of day.

The Qiankun circle hurried back and obediently put it on his wrist.

The third prince coughed lowly, and then Hot Wheels reappeared under his feet, and his body disappeared into the sky like a meteor.

Half an hour later, another burly figure descended from the sky and slammed his fist to the ground.

An aura that was difficult to see with the naked eye spread out from under his palm, and there was no task response in that immortal mountain.

Li Tianwang's face turned black decisively, he opened his eyes to the sky, and almost viciously looked at the huge scorched snail grass that was broken into several pieces, as well as the remaining white bones that were smashed out of a ten-meter-wide pit, and with a slight flick of his hand, he covered those white bones back.

"Rebel!" He muttered.

……

The world has "progressed" to the present, and many restrictions on the Internet have been lifted, and it has become the place with the fastest news.

It is impossible to hide the bones of those large numbers from the outside world, so the people on the Internet have exploded again, no matter which website it is, as long as it is stained with the word "mass grave murderer", every news will be furious.

Even, some people say that the person who does these things is God, this statement is reasonable and well-founded, and it was pushed to the hot spot in an instant, and the messages below are swishing up every day.

As a result, this series of bloody cases has changed its flavor, and the claim that it can overturn the worldview of mankind has been repeatedly confirmed in the news like brainwashing.

The only news that can be compared to this is that of Su Yuxiu, who continues to build shelters in a turbulent world, take in homeless people and children, and participate in the country's propaganda videos calling for human empowerment, and is at the pinnacle of all human beings.

There is also news on the Internet that Su Yuxiu has also begun to cultivate, and he is a genius with amazing talent.

Beautiful, kind-hearted, and gifted.

Her fans are growing exponentially every day, men and women, young and old, regardless of nationality or race.

Almost everyone deified her, as if she were the Bodhisattva of the Nine Heavens, the true god.

Bai Tang felt a chill in his heart, that feeling was ...... It's so weird.

As long as he moved, he could perceive Su Yuxiu's general direction, and even had a vague feeling in his heart, and he didn't obviously feel her joy and anger.

In other words, Su Yuxiu can also sense his joy and anger from a distance.

Thinking about it carefully, Bai Tang felt that he was a little afraid.

It's like meeting a beauty snake, and the beauty snake injected the toxin into the nerves, but it's still chronic, and it may not hurt to look at it on the surface, but if you look closely, the toxins hidden underneath can scare people to death.

This is only a problem he has just discovered, and he doesn't know if there are any deeper "ills" hidden.

At a deeper level, Bai Tang didn't dare to think about it, he planned to explore it by himself.

For the first hour, he sat cross-legged and looked inward.

The next hour, he straightened his numb legs and continued to look inward.

In the third hour, he half-leaned back on the sofa, and looked at his soul world very carefully, that is, his eyelids drooped downward.

……

In the seventh hour, he lay down on the large, thick two-seater's sofa, his spirit had fallen into a deep sleep, and the corners of his mouth were still clearly watery.

And above his head, Bai Tangyuan also clumped himself together, obviously affected by the master's drowsiness.

Mo Yu came in quietly, and when he saw the person who could still sleep as a pig on the sofa, he was speechless for a while.

"My heart is so big," the person behind him sighed, "I don't even have an enchantment, and I sleep so soundly!" Old Fan, are you really sure that his species is human? ”

Mo Yu glanced at him lightly, the cold light in his eyes almost condensed into frost, and he didn't speak.

Yue Rong didn't mind and continued to talk to herself, "It's not good to say that it's a pig into a sperm, we've all been standing here for a long time, and we haven't even reacted!" Don't really sleep to death, do you? ”

"Shut up."

Yue Rong shrugged her shoulders and complained: "You also beat it, and this time you still begged me to do something, do you understand it with a better attitude?"

Mo Yu stretched out his hand to push Bai Tang and ignored him.

Yue Rong was instantly wronged into a white lotus, tears welling up in her eyelashes, as if she had been greatly wronged.

However, Bai Tang was still sleeping deeply, and no one accompanied him to play.

Bai Tang did sleep deeply, Mo Yu faded twice and didn't push anyone to wake up, and he grabbed the strange hand and pressed it under him.

Bai Tang's current state was a little delicate, as if his soul had left his body, appearing in a completely illusory place.

Surrounded by a psychedelic white fog, there were people crying softly in the mist.

Bai Tang intuitively felt that it was Su Yuxiu, and thought about hiding, but somehow his footsteps turned around and walked towards the thin cry.

There was nothing in the mist, and Bai Tang couldn't remember how long he had walked before he saw Su Yuxiu who was wrapped in the mist.

That's Su Yuxiu, but it's not her, because she is obviously much younger than Su Yuxiu, but her cheeks are exactly the same.

It was still a little girl, fifteen or sixteen years old at most, dressed in a warm yellow costume, her hair was loose and loose, and she cried very devotedly, not noticing that anyone was coming.

Beneath her was a protruding white stone, on which she curled up and wept.

Bai Tang squatted there and looked at it for a while, his eyes changed again and again, and he said in his heart that this cliff was also the sequelae caused by Su Yuxiu tying him with a thread that he didn't know what material!

He cursed secretly in his heart, and then he said, "Hey."

The little girl hiccuped and didn't raise her eyes.

Bai Tang took a few steps forward, reached out to push her, and said, "Su Yuxiu?"

As soon as the little girl was pushed by him, she raised her head and looked at him with teary eyes, her mouth was still the first quarter moon, but her palm-sized face had already shown a charming posture.

She blinked her star-like eyes, and her voice was a little muttered, "Who are you?"

Yo he! The juvenile version of Su Yuxiu who has no memory?! Good!