"Jiang Sheng."

Facing the fierce wind from the wings of the giant bird, the three thousand resentments raised their heads indifferently.

There was a little cruelty, a little gentleness, a little restraint, and a little madness on that angular face.

"I knew you would come, but I didn't expect you to come so quickly."

Thin lines of rain rushed past the corners of its rising mouth, and then disappeared silently into the night.

The rain stopped, and it stopped so fast that it seemed like it was just a breath away.

Only the people who were drenched by the rain and the stagnant water on the ground could prove that the rain had come.

"Oh, yGod, hoisthisan?didhesplittheraincloudsithlightning (oh my God, who is this man, did he split the rain clouds with thunder and lightning)?"

With the flickering of the cameras of the drone swarm, the audience in the live broadcast channel also suddenly launched a burst of discussions.

"dintoxicating (I love his image, he looks cold and intoxicating)."

"This is, the eight-armed boy and the eight-winged bird! This is an urban legend of our country!"

"I should have thought that the eight-armed boy and the eight-winged bird must be the same root and origin!"

「もし华国の都市伝説が真実なら、私たちの都市伝説はどうでしょうか (Since the urban legends of Huaguo are true, what about our urban legends)?"

"Damn, why do I have the urge to keep staring at the eight-armed boy?"

"Because they're really good-looking."

"No, it's absolutely not normal."

"Actually, there are a lot of ghosts like that. When you sink into his beauty, then you are not far from death."

"Don't look at a monster's face unless you want to be a part of it."

「??????????????????? (So, he's here to stop the revival of Reiki)?"

"Who knows?"

……

Regardless of the messy rhetoric on the Internet.

Located under the real night, the moment Jiang Sheng suddenly appeared, Wei San had already stepped forward and blocked the middle of the cat demon and the three thousand resentments.

"Black cat, there's nothing to do with you here, please leave as soon as possible."

"What do you mean by not having our business?"

With dark red eyes lowered, Xing Moss, who was standing beside the cat demon, spoke up.

"As long as there is a place where you are, there is our business."

"So, are you trying to stop us, Jiang Sheng?"

didn't pay special attention to Xing Tao's speech, and the eyes of the three thousand resentments always stayed on the position of the cat demon.

"Nope." However, Jiang Sheng did not touch the trap of the three thousand grievances hidden in the words.

Clearly, it understands that if it acts impulsively at this time, it may go against the majority.

Although Jiang Sheng doesn't care what others think of it, it certainly doesn't add unnecessary trouble to himself.

Therefore, the current cat demon should be extremely restrained, just as it did not directly attack the three thousand resentments.

At the same time, Jiang Sheng does have some questions that need to be answered by three thousand resentments.

Therefore, even if the enemy is current, Jiang Sheng still maintains a bit of sanity.

"I'm not interested in your actions."

The night breeze carries the cold, and the voice of the cat demon from far and near.

In the next second, the white-haired boy had already taken Xing Tao and passed through Wei San from behind the giant bird and moved in front of the three thousand resentments.

No one knew how they moved, not even Wei San and the Three Thousand Resentments couldn't see clearly.

In the silence of the night, it seemed that only ginger was left in an instant

Raw, utterly cold words.

"I think you should understand, three thousand grievances. There are many personal grudges between you and me."

「！」

Maybe it was because he felt Jiang Sheng's uncontrollable killing intent, or maybe it was because his nerves were pricked by the cold in the air.

Wei San, who didn't have time to turn back, subconsciously slashed an illusory sword shadow behind him.

"Click!"

However, the person who greeted this blow was not Jiang Sheng, but Xing Moss, who had already turned half of his arm into pitch-black.

I saw that the girl at this moment was grasping Wei San's sword blade with ease on her face, and even grinned sarcastically, and let out a sneer at the man in front of her.

"Hey, you don't think I haven't made the slightest improvement in the past ten months, Wei San."

"Bump!"

The next moment, the man wielding the sword was already kicked out by the eight-armed girl, spinning and smashing into a building hundreds of meters away.

The huge force dragged the wind to blow away the smoke and dust in the sky.

Knowing that Wei San would not be defeated so easily, Xing Tao immediately summoned a strong thunderbolt and fell on his shoulder.

The thunder and lightning stimulated the cells around the girl's body, coupled with the flesh and blood provided by the cloud ghost, causing Xing Moss's muscle density to reach an inhuman level at this moment.

Therefore, just in between breaths, the girl turned straight into a blood-red demon.

One arm controls lightning, one arm controls fire, one arm controls ice, and one arm controls airflow.

"Bang!"

Only waited until Wei San rushed out of the ruins with anger, Xing Tao also jumped into the air, and fought dozens of back and forth with the other party in an instant.

The clouds under the sky were suddenly engulfed in sword light and flames, which frightened the people who were evacuating the city, and they couldn't help but speed up their pace.

But Jiang Sheng and the three thousand resentments, who were still standing in place, turned a blind eye to this.

Because they all know that for them, the real threat lies only in the immediate future.

It's just the "person" they're facing right now.

"So, do you want to settle a grudge with me here?"

As a thousand meters of fire flashed from the sky, the three thousand resentful faces still had a steady smile.

However, Jiang Sheng shook his head again.

"No, I'll ask you a few questions before then. Then I'll decide whether to kill you right away."

After all, there are many clones of the three thousand resentments, and even if you kill a few, you can't get rid of the troubles forever.

Add to that the promises he made to the public before.

Therefore, Jiang Sheng decided to communicate with him first.

"Oh, is that the problem?"

Probably unexpectedly surprised and pretending to be surprised, the three thousand resentments followed Nai and opened his arms.

"Then ask as many questions as you like, my dear black cat, and I will know everything."

"So."

Ignoring the flames and dust that covered the sky, Jiang Sheng bowed his head slightly with an expressionless face.

"Then please tell me first, how did the world in that door come to be?"

Meanwhile.

Inside the attic of a psychic shop, there is a beautiful woman with a disheveled hair, who is also watching the live broadcast in her hand with an extremely frightened look.

Even in her mouth, she was still muttering, incessantly.

"Prophecy, prophecy, has really come."