Chapter Ninety-Five: He opened his hands and looked down, just about to laugh and pretend to be a line.
The swordsman was startled, looked at him warily, and carefully detoured with the hilt of his sword.
Sighing, Li Chao said regretfully.
"Sure enough, there is no emotional value......"
Come to think of it, the system will definitely not let go of this vulnerability.
If this method is feasible, then what other events is he engaged in on the earth, and it will not be the end of directly building his own small world?
In the following time, Li Chao visited almost the entire digital world.
These humanoid swordsmen are more Digimon than humans, and they are embodied by the messages of the sword world.
Each swordsman represents a different swordsmanship.
And their character is also very consistent with swordsmanship, swordsmanship is decent people, and swordsmanship is evil.
Even communicating with them does not have the feeling of communicating with artificial retards, everyone has their own personality and value system, and it is completely like a human being.
"But, is that all?"
Very disappointed, Li Chao rarely showed a dissatisfied expression, he flew to the sky and stood directly below the direct sun.
The moment he raised his finger to the sky, everything fell silent.
A green light brewed under his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, he paused the world.
With absolute control over the digital world, it's easy to do that!
Then, he looked at the towns and swordsmen on the earth, the sea of data turned into a surging tide of death, and the scene of destruction bloomed in the next moment, and in less than 7 seconds, all the towns and swordsmen died one by one.
Their disintegrated data drifted into the sky and was reincorporated into Li Chao's left palm.
"What I need is not this kind of music, but a more definite mythical world!"
How can a world where only swordsmen and warriors exist be able to carry Li Chao's energy?
Throw Sedum and turn it into a Flying Peng, using his absolute control over the cards to direct Flying Peng's divine power to the digital world.
These divine powers were accepted by the digital world, and under Li Chao's absolute control, they began to integrate into the rules system of the digital world.
The data in the palm of his left palm was re-transformed, colliding with the torrent of information from the earth, like a meteorite falling high, mixed with the divine power of Feipeng, turned into a digital egg that dragged flames from the sky, and then smashed heavily on the ground.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble......
He spread his hands and looked down, just about to laugh and pretend to be a line.
"Mommy ββ!!"
A large golden sword with two long thick legs kicked open the inner shell of the digital egg, and couldn't wait to jump out of it.
Pengββ
The ground immediately couldn't bear her weight, and a big crater appeared.
She was so happy that only "Mom" was floating alone in the air, concave there, with her outstretched hands as if she wanted to embrace herself......
The corners of Li Chao's eyes twitched, and the hair on his thighs was waving in the wind, which was really spicy eyes.
Seeing the other party running towards him, shouting for his mother, Li Chao covered his mouth and couldn't stand the tumbling in his stomach anymore, and disappeared with a whoosh!
He is ruthless in his heart, if he pretends to be forced, he must stay next time!!
"Momβ"
With tears in the corners of his eyes, the Great Golden Sword stood alone, a desolate cry echoing over the entire digital world.
......
No matter how crazy the party is, there will always be an end to it.
After more than a week, Tony's news fever had completely subsided, and New York had regained its calm.
But spitting has become a never-ending nightmare in the hearts of New Yorkers, and it can only be healed by time.
Manhattan, the night is hazy.
Tread, step, step.
Wearing a white round top hat and a crisp black suit, a man with beautiful black hair was standing at the door of the bar with a smile on his face.
"Sir, today is a private party time, and if you don't have an invitation, I'm afraid you won't be able to enter."
The security guard at the bar looked indifferent and stretched out his arm to block the man's way.
"Ah~ The progress of the times is really huge, and I am amazed every time......"
Holding the brim of his hat with one hand, the man seemed to say with some emotion.
The security guard was a little confused and was about to wave away.
Peng!
The body stiffened, and the left side of the neck suddenly spurted a large amount of blood upward, as if an invisible blade slashed at it.
"You ......"
Covering his bright red neck, the security guard's eyes turned red, trembling like a dying fish and falling to the ground.
"Don't touch me with your dirty hands."
Under the white bowler hat, a face as pale as paper was revealed, and his eyes were eerily crimson, cruel and inhuman.
He stepped lightly, stepped over the body of the security guard, and pushed the door open under his desperate gaze.
Knock da, knock da.
The music stopped abruptly, and the DJ jumped off the stage one by one, and the bloodied crowd turned around, and the fangs in their mouths all showed their racial identity - vampires.
"How can you not add me to such a thing as blood?"
The person who came stood calmly at the door, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he attracted the attention of the audience.
"Hey, how did this guy get in?"
"What does the security guard at the door eat? Didn't you say you wouldn't let you in? β
"It's just a human being, less arrogant there!"
"Since you're here, don't think about leaving, let's have a good 'hospitality'!"
β......β
There were a large number of vampires at the scene, not to mention hundreds, and the man was only one, and his body looked thin and not strong, a typical Asian.
"Hahaha, you see, this little white face is really good-looking!
After a while, you suck first, and then put me on the bed, and I want to open his eyes! β
In these years, if you want to mix in the United States, even vampires have to pay attention to keeping up with the times.
As one of the 56 genders, he dresses flamboyantly, considers himself a man and a woman, and speaks loudly and arrogantly.
He didn't look at the man at all, and the laughter around him added to his pride.
Hee-hee, not bad... Let "sister" give you a good biology lesson tonight~ Take you to explore the depth of life!
He flicked his long hair, coquettishly stepped on red high heels, and his little pink skirt was tightly wrapped around his body.
The surrounding vampires burst into laughter, watching the man's joke, they didn't think that a human could stand up to the power of a vampire.
This has become almost common knowledge in the society of vampires.
twitched the corner of his eye, the little pink skirt was too dirty for his eyes, and Onimai Tsuji was a little unbearable.
He has seen the world anyway, but the "pop culture" in the United States is developing so fast that he can't keep up!
Don't... Am I old?
As soon as he had a question in his heart, he saw the guy in the pink short skirt, twisting the bucket waist and walking towards him with a lewd face.
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