In another world, Ni 13 sat on a high throne, and under the stairs, there were all prostrate people.

"What? Do you have the guts to follow the old man, but you are not prepared, and you will also be shrouded in the shadow of death one day? He said, a wicked smile on his clean face.

A person got up from the ground with a resolute face: "You are already Your Majesty, can't you let us go?" ”

"Oh, then, I think I ought to be merciful." The corner of the young man's lips hooked up a faint smile, "Mr. Wu, I think you should know how to do it?" The boy got up from his high seat, and without looking at the men again, he went straight away.

Mr. Wu looked at the back of the young man leaving with a complicated expression, he used to think that the young man was full of wisdom and very powerful, but now he realized that human life was not worth mentioning to him at all.

Is it because there is no girl that so there are no scruples?

He raised his hand and called the soldiers over, and ordered them to be sent to the place of death.

Several of them were crying and screaming, and even tried to grab his trouser legs.

However, he knew that from the beginning, the end of life was predestined, but the way and the degree of longevity were different.

In the empty palace, only Mr. Wu was left. He glanced at the throne that shone with golden light, and it must have been covered with blood for a long time! So, it's not bad this time.

Mr. Wu walked out of the palace, although he still had a lot of things to do, at the moment, he seemed to be extraordinarily leisurely.

After all, everyone deserves to enjoy the last day of their lives, right?

In the sky, the planes soared by, leaving a long arc of white like the first stroke at the beginning of each sketch, and one or two dragonflies leaped over the bright red pomegranate flowers, and everything was still so vivid. However, he knew that after today, everything would cease to exist.

He strolled through the flower beds, looking at the delicate roses, and he was a little distracted.

Because, in his short life, he didn't even find someone to love, is he going to die? He still wants to send the girl who hasn't come yet, a bouquet of red roses, and he doesn't have a chance?

Mr. Wu sat in the pavilion, took off his gold-rimmed glasses, and looked around again from a blurred perspective to take a good look at the softly whitewashed scenery.

Suddenly, a wry smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, and the wind caressed him, and he closed his eyes.

After a long time, a clear female voice suddenly sounded: "Are you willing?" ”

"Who?!" Mr. Wu opened his eyes suddenly.

Sanssouci came out from behind a tree, a smile on her face.

"Miss Sanssouci, it's you!" Mr. Wu stood up with some excitement, "Great, you're still alive." "If you are still alive, Your Highness will not have to destroy the world.

Wu Wu stood a few meters away from him: "Do you still want to help the abuse?" "The girl's voice, no waves.

Mr. Wu was a little shocked in her heart, did she know?

"I've been to your lab, and I've learned about the plans going on there. Now, I can stop him, but I need your help. As she spoke, the girl seemed to think of some scene in the laboratory, and her brow couldn't help but furrow.

"Me?" How can he help? As long as she comes back, Her Highness will definitely not burn all the jade!

Carefree had already read his thoughts from the man's eyes.

"I know, you're trying to say that I should go back to the way I was, the state where all my food, clothing, and shelter are controlled, and then the world will be safe. But what if I do die one day?! ”