A good bait can get you twice the result with half the effort.
That's what witches do.
At the beginning, Goethe was still confused when faced with the afterimage projected by Modeus. He wondered why the other party was so weak and why he appeared here.
But during these eighteen years of repeated strengthening, Goethe gradually understood.
The other party is the bait!
Who to catch?
Mad King!
In other words, everything related to the Mad King.
For example: some kind of descendant.
It may be a descendant by blood, or it may be a being who has inherited an inheritance and can be called a 'descendant' to a certain extent.
In short, once you kill the afterimage of Modeus' projection here.
Then you will really get caught.
If he hadn't mastered the river of time, Goethe really wouldn't have taken action.
Facing an unknown enemy.
Caution comes first.
Goethe silently recalled the feeling he had just "when his eyes came to him".
I got goosebumps.
powerful!
In his current state, there is a high probability that he is no match for him.
"Oh, it's really troublesome."
What kind of trouble is real trouble?
The kind that can't be avoided.
Goethe carefully controlled his speed while heading towards Lijiatun.
He didn't dare to go too fast.
He was afraid that the world in front of him would be shattered.
When his cycle completed the eighth [career] cycle, that is, the eighth career turn, Goethe had a feeling that he could break the shackles of this world with one punch. He suppressed the strength and gritted his teeth.
Don't leave.
His [heart] told him.
Can't leave.
Not enough.
He believes in his [heart].
So, he began to spread his strength.
You know, he is not alone.
He also has [Blood God Son] composed of seven negative emotions.
Why do you think compassion is considered a negative emotion?
Because Goethe's compassion was a little too much.
Always let him be soft-hearted when he doesn't have to.
What to do in the last days?
Goethe also wanted to do this, but he was still compassionate and he couldn't do it.
Unless, he doesn't want to live anymore.
Therefore, the power is still equally divided.
That was sixteen years ago.
Now?
Divided and divided, his seven negative emotions have reached the extremes of their extremes.
And him?
He even felt that the world in front of him was like an egg in his eyes.
It breaks when touched.
Therefore, he needs to be more careful.
So, when he returned to Lijiatun, it was already midnight on New Year's Eve.
At the entrance of Lijiatun, two red lanterns were hung high.
A figure stood under the light.
It’s Queen Daqian, Zhao Dingsi
Eighteen years have passed, and Zhao Dingsi’s appearance has not changed.
No!
He should be younger.
The face looked as bright as that of a sixteen-year-old girl, especially her eyes, which lit up even more when she saw Goethe coming back. Then her eyes curled up, and the snow on her fur cloak was covered with joy.
The steps shook off, and there was laughter and coquettishness.
"I thought there was an accident."
Zhao Dingsi came directly to Goethe's side.
Anyone who sees this scene will be shocked.
Because everyone knows that Queen Zhao Dingsi will never allow anyone to get close to her, let alone a man holding her arm.
But if you know that this man is Mo Shengyi, it feels reasonable.
After all, everyone knows that the Queen's adopted son is also named Mo.
"Your strength is somewhat out of control."
"Shattered Void...you can go outside and have a look."
Goethe said something else.
At the same time, he also pointed to Zhao Dingsi's arm, which was holding his arm.
Between their arms, the void trembled like ripples.
Zhao Dingsi smiled angrily.
"snort."
"Who can scare me and say it's dangerous outside?"
"I must at least reach your level before I leave Daqian, otherwise... I would rather continue like this.
You only have seven clones, and me?
Hundreds can be made."
Zhao Dingsi raised his head proudly.
Goethe did not argue on this issue, even though he knew that his seven negative emotional clones were different from Zhao Dingsi's hundreds of clones. The latter was too different, except for the five sub-personalities that could inherit no more than 70% of the power of the original body. In addition, the remaining fragmented personality can only range from 10% to 30%, mainly depending on the completeness of the personality.
However, at this time, let’s talk about this kind of thing.
Not necessary.
Zhao Dingsi knew it himself.
So, the next moment, I took the initiative to change the topic.
"Is everything resolved?"
"Well, basically."
Goethe nodded.
After nearly twenty years of getting along, Goethe had a lot to say to Zhao Dingsi, who could be called a friend.
"Tsk, it's really dangerous."
"Are you no longer trying to accumulate more strength?"
Zhao Dingsi asked.
No matter how reluctant she was to let go, she couldn't say any direct words to persuade her to stay.
who is she?
She is Zhao Dingsi.
"Look."
Goethe didn't say anything else, he just raised the arm that he and Zhao Dingsi were holding.
I saw tiny cracks appearing under the original ripples.
Darkness fills behind the cracks.
It contains an endless sense of destruction.
"In two days, even if I don't move, the world will be broken by me, just like...a little chicken breaking out of its shell."
Goethe metaphorically said.
"Chickboy?"
Facing this metaphor, Zhao Dingsi's face wrinkled.
She doesn't like this metaphor.
Chicken Little...
Too weak.
At least, it has to be a phoenix.
She wants to be a phoenix.
However, at this moment, she was more concerned about the time in Goethe's mouth.
"Two days later, are they really two days?"
"It's really two days."
Goethe gave an affirmative answer.
After that, Zhao Dingsi stopped talking.
The two walked side by side in the falling snow, with the sound of firecrackers ringing constantly. Goethe took out the red envelopes he had already wrapped and distributed them to the children in the village one by one. Xiao Liuzi's son, Xiao Liuzi, got the biggest one. :Three copper plates.
Li Fugui's son has two copper coins.
Why?
Because Li Fugui has six sons.
And, there will be a seventh one soon.
It's just that Li Fugui wants a daughter.
Lao Li didn't care. He already had six grandsons, and he also had a seventh grandson. Another granddaughter would be good too.
The only one that Lao Li talks about is the boss, Li Changhai.
The old blind man, the young master of the Zhang family, and Xia Yunfei ran around all year round.
The four of them became famous more than ten years ago.
Three Heroic Swords.
The three heroes are Li Changhai, the old blind man, and the young master of the Zhang family.
The sword is Xia Yunfei.
Until now, Li Changhai has not married.
In Li Changhai's words, he has his younger brother.
He is a born prodigal.
Then, he was beaten by Lao Li again.
The soles of my shoes are still being squeezed to death.
Regardless of Lao Li's age, when it comes to spanking his son, the more he spanks, the healthier he will be.
"Lao Li's godmother tree is a bit interesting."
Zhao Dingsi imitated Goethe's tone and said.
"That means you treat old Li Zhen as your son. Didn't you see the tender sprouts on the backs of the hands of Li Fugui's six sons, which look like birthmarks?"
"That's a trace of the true spirit left by the godmother tree. I'm worried that my six great-grandchildren will be killed."
Goethe explained.
"Hmph, you have a vicious eye, so why don't you look at me?"
"Can't you see anything?"
Zhao Dingsi asked.
"You can see it."
Goethe said with a smile.
Zhao Dingsi's heart tightened, and then he looked at Goethe expectantly.
"What did you see?"
"Have you gained weight recently?"
"I heard that your new chef is very good at his craftsmanship?"
Goethe asked with a smile.
Zhao Dingsi's face immediately darkened.
But then, it returned to normal.
Why are you so generous?
Generous?
This is not magnanimous.
But get used to it.
Just like you can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep, you can never make a scumbag look squarely at his responsibilities.
"Oh, dog man."
Zhao Dingsi sneered.
Then, he became graceful and noble again.
There is nothing I can do, Huang Dangdang, Wang Xiaofeng is waiting there.
It is still Lao Li's home, and there is a table of food in the side room. Huang Dangdang and Wang Xiaofeng are waiting here.
Like Zhao Dingsi, the two of them seemed to have ageless looks.
Huang Dangdang's ears have been completely hidden, but there are three more tails.
This was the result of Huang Dangdang's mother taking out the inner elixir of a thousand-year-old fox demon that was treasured by the old Huang family and giving it to her after she recovered her original body.
By the way, Goethe gave Huang Dangdang a killing stone.
Let her digest more thoroughly.
Wang Xiaofeng, however, has an extra ring of scales on her wrist.
Not snake scales.
But a dragon.
Fifteen years ago, after Goethe divided the secret medicine stored in [Snake into a Dragon] into two parts and gave them to Liu Xianer and Wang Xiaofeng, Wang Xiaofeng underwent this change. At first, most of her body was covered with it, but now it has been digested.
Almost there.
Liu Xian'er also grew horns.
Wang Xiaofeng also has a trace of dragon blood in the true sense.
"Mr. Mo."
Eighteen years have passed, and Wang Xiaofeng’s title remains unchanged.
Huang Dangdang grabbed Goethe's other shoulder unceremoniously and stared at Zhao Dingsi.
Zhao Dingsi ignored Huang Dangdang.
Goethe left in two days.
Otherwise, she would have to wear a scarf.
Huang Dangdang is so clever.
One look and I realized something was wrong.
Then, I guessed something.
Looking at Huang Dangdang's expression, Wang Xiaofeng also guessed it.
The eldest lady of the Wang family gently opened her stool and smiled at Goethe.
"I made dumplings."
"I also made dumplings."
"And me."
The three of them spoke together.
Goethe ate with a smile.
Dumplings.
tasty.
Dip in vinegar and minced garlic.
A bowl of dumpling soup is even more comfortable.
Not to mention, there is a table full of dishes.
Goethe still liked the big leathery elbows.
First add onion, ginger and garlic in cold water to cook until the blood foam is formed. Drain it and fry it directly in oil until the skin is golden brown. Then put it into the pot and add water and ingredients to stew.
Goethe's favorite ingredients are mushrooms and quail eggs.
When it's almost out of the pan, add a handful of fried garlic sprouts.
Today's elbow is stewed by Aunt Six.
Thanks to Zhao Dingsi, all men, women and children in Lijiatun have practiced the basic Qingyuan Mountain exercises.
Just basic skills.
There is no danger if you study hard and practice hard.
In addition, Zhao Dingsi brings a lot of elixirs every time he comes,
The men, women, and children in Lijiatun are all in great shape.
Especially Aunt Six, who was originally able to kill wolves with her bare hands, now has to exert the strength of ten thousand pounds with just one swing of her arms.
In Zhao Dingsi's words, if this was placed on the battlefield, it would be a warrior who was brave enough for all. If he practiced more offensive skills and wore three layers of heavy armor, he would be the overlord in the world.
It's a pity that Aunt Six has no interest in the battlefield.
She just hopes that her family will be safe and sound.
I hope the whole village will be peaceful and beautiful.
I hope Mr. Mo can eat more of her cooking.
"Where is Li Changhai?"
Goethe asked.
The four members of Sanxia Sword also come back every year for the Chinese New Year. However, unlike Goethe's punctuality, the four of them are always delayed due to odd things. Sometimes it's Li Changhai who meets injustice on the road, and sometimes it's Zhang Deshou who meets on the road.
No, sometimes Xia Yunfei is impulsive.
Old blind man?
Blind, unable to see injustice.
Therefore, it is customary to cut the grass and root out the roots.
"Something happened on the South Road. The four of them went there."
"I guess I'll be back around the seventh or eighth day of the lunar month."
Zhao Dingsi said.
"South Road?"
Goethe glanced at Zhao Dingsi in surprise.
If you say this, there must be something official.
Zhao Dingsi picked up a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.
"As time goes by, some people forget."
Zhao Dingsi narrowed his eyes as he spoke.
Goethe nodded.
People are all forgetful.
As time goes by, everything can be forgotten.
"Then what are you going to do?"
"Or are you going to kill everyone?"
Goethe asked curiously.
He has always been interested in Zhao Dingsi's methods of punishing those people.
This woman's ruthlessness is most vividly demonstrated at a time like this.
Why are you interested?
Because he also needs to face a group of women.
They are still a group of women who are much more ruthless than Zhao Dingsi.
You must be careful and learn.
"Behead everyone?"
"It's too cheap for them."
"I'm going to take the blame for it."
"Where are the rest of the people?"
"The second evil will strip the skin of the first evil and stuff it with grass. The second evil will skin the second evil and stuff it with grass. Everyone must watch. Until the last person is left, I will let him take care of the things that have been skinned and stuffed with grass every day."
Zhao Dingsi said slowly.
Goethe gave a thumbs up gesture.
high!
This is even worse than being killed!
Life is worse than death!
Moreover, it can also warn the world.
Just looking at this person who is worse off than dead makes me think of him.
“If the water is clear, there will be no fish!”
Huang Dangdang said something.
"So, I have a limit here. As long as it doesn't exceed this limit, I won't care. If it exceeds... I will let those who dare to go even half a step beyond the limit understand what it means to live but not to die!"
Zhao Dingsi's face remained unchanged and his tone remained the same.
Huang Dangdang stopped talking.
She is an ordinary girl, wouldn't she really feel uncomfortable saying this to Zhao Dingsi?
Afterwards, the dinner table became a casual conversation.
A year of interesting things.
There is still a year of trivial matters.
It was the same for the next two days.
Until dawn two days later——
Goethe waved to the three of them.
However, I did not choose to return this time.
because……
His main mission has not been completed.
The number one in the world right now is Zhao Dingsi.
Once you have enough strength, there will be a better way.
There's no need for him to go to such trouble.
Goethe raised his hand, easily tore open a gap, and went straight in.
