Chapter 3: The Dark Empire
"Cut, alright, this is the Temporal Authority, our home. I'm Yichen, that is, the space-time manager, the general system of the Thousand Faces Mall,"
He took out his handkerchief out of thin air and wiped the fingers that had touched her before with disgust.
"Your face is too dark, you will be reborn after death, but you can't cultivate, I let you cultivate."
Glancing at Qianjun deeply, he smiled, flashed his silver teeth, and made threatening words.
"And you must be my heir, and when you become a great cultivator, manage the space-time bureau for me, otherwise you must die for this bug!"
Yichen directly finalized the ending of a certain woman with a word, snapped his fingers, and a blue light screen appeared in front of Qianjun's eyes.
Qianjun, who wanted to struggle for a while, wilted in an instant.
Life is precious, and the price can be high! Temperance can be lost!
Anyway, it's not worth a few thousand faces......
Qianjun, who felt that she had been tricked, pursed her lips and glanced at the screen in front of her carelessly.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, when you look at Qianjun, you start to doubt life for a moment.
Name: Qianjun (variable)
Gender: Female (variable)
IQ: 250/1000 (variable)
Evaluation: [IQ arrears]
Appearance: 50/100 (variable)
Evaluation: [It turns out that the debt of IQ has grown to the face]
Lucky Points: Minus 100/100 (immutable)
Comment: [This face is too dark to be true.] ]
Level: 0/1000 (variable)
Comment: [You can crush you to death in one breath!] ]
Comprehensive evaluation: I can't bear to look at the chili pepper!
It's fake, it's all fake, are you serious about this data, this evaluation?
Qianjun stared straight at the lucky point data emitting black smoke, biting the sleeve of a man next to him as if angry, grinding his teeth, and constantly denying it in his heart.
Yichen rubbed his eyebrows, his eyelids jumped wildly, he tightened his sleeves, and resisted the urge to slap Qianjun down and destroy the corpse.
For a moment he sighed deeply, and the heir he chose was also in tears. Teach well.
In order to be able to be a shopkeeper in the future, happy and happy, I endure!
"Uncle Ben thinks you may need to go to the Sanguan Training Ground to calm down."
He looked directly at Qianjun destroying his beloved red clothes with a slightly cold expression, and gritted his teeth and said word by word.
Without waiting for Qianjun to explain, with a wave of her hand, a certain woman instantly took off into the air, and fell sharply in the next second.
An abyss appeared in the void and swallowed Qianjun quickly.
It can be said that I experienced the feeling of heaven for a second and hell for a second.
Opening his eyes again, before Qianjun could think about where he had been teleported by the abominable space-time system, a raunchy figure appeared in front of him.
He had a mouthful of large white teeth, and his teeth corresponded to his skin, which looked like he had just rolled out of coal.
Dressed in a plain robe sewn with large and small patches, the blood-colored number plate marked with number 66 on the robe is particularly eye-catching.
"Hey, brother, are you new here too? Hurry up, the excitement over there is about to begin. ”
Qianjun, who was forced to be dragged away, looked at everything around her with a strange expression.
Looking up, there was an eerie grimace hanging under the pitch-black night overhead.
The eyeballs on the blood-colored grimace rolled from time to time, letting out a hoarse laugh.
The blood-colored stars around him shimmered with a strange red light in the darkness of the night, and he lowered his head to look around......
Countless people carnivaled under this blood-colored world, and some people were drunk, making the earth-shattering sound of crying ghosts and gods in a second, making the ears of passers-by pregnant.
The already eerie environment, coupled with the hoarse laughter of evil spirits.
The puzzling madness of pedestrians from time to time makes people even more frightened......