Chapter 200 Go and get rid of Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng
In the shadow of time and space, the demigod covered the short-circuit wound on his chest that was still sparking, and climbed towards a tall tower with difficulty step by step.
Finally he climbed into the tower, lay down in a place similar to a mechanical warehouse, and pressed a button.
A sci-fi scene unfolded, with lasers scanning over his body, and countless robotic arms replacing him with brand new circuits and parts.
On the workbench next to it, six robotic arms were tapping the keyboard in front of the screen at a speed that could be seen as afterimages. The computer on the screen refreshed the screen, and then input the reprogrammed program into the Demigod's head.
Like two pipes from a gas station's oil pipeline, they were inserted into the hidden interface on Demigod's body, pouring huge amounts of energy into his body.
This process lasted for an unknown amount of time, but in the shadow of this space-time rift, time had completely lost its meaning.
Finally, all the mechanical arms and pipes receded, and the demigod lying in the warehouse opened his eyes, and fired terrifying lasers from his eyes, burning two big holes in the roof.
The demigod slowly sat up, and it seemed like he groaned, or like there was friction between machines. If Yang Gui were here, he would have given him a lot of lubricant ads.
"Damnable humans."
The demigod walked out of the warehouse, put on his clothes, looked at the program on the screen, and said angrily to himself, "No matter how many years have passed, no matter how we rebuild, human beings are still such filthy, degenerate, immoral maggots.
God can only destroy this race."
"Nig, Nig, difference means one less." Zhuo Lan responded casually, "Anyway, you tell him that he has to think about solving his personal problems."
The cerebellum reprogrammed by the demi-god is obviously very stable. It is estimated that the backup program currently input outside my brain was also left by the programmer Wang Zexing who was killed by me.
"A hug, a hug, I'm so excited." Zhuo Lan retracted his fingers and took Yang Gui away. I looked at Yang Gui's figure and suddenly said: "Yang Gui, he is not eighty this year... eighty-eight."
Alright?"
"What does it mean to hold it back?" Zhuo Lan said honestly: "I think he is already eighty-eight years old. If you come from a special family, he might be a grandfather. He doesn't even have a wife, let alone a wife.
How can that be done?”
"Ah?" Yang Gui almost cried. Are you going to say goodbye to your white hair?
"I know, I'll borrow it temporarily, and I'll buy you a new one later." Axiu had also become unfamiliar with Zhuo Lan's personality in the past two years, and said angrily, "You should be more concerned about business."
"Shh."
"Junior Yang, can you speak a little farther away from me?"
Ding Zhu quickly signaled me to be silent, "We are watching the reunion of Zhang Sanfeng and his son."
"Listen to him, two years ago when you came back, he was waiting for us in the shadow of time. As soon as Ding Zhu and Bu Jingyun approached, he would immediately self-destruct, and the power of time and space would cut off our future forever.
Yes, then we will always be stuck in the past, which will cause trouble for God."
The half-god gritted his teeth and said, "This god was later defeated by two inferior humans. One of us is called Zhuo Lan and the other is Ding Zhuying. In the timeline of gb2309, he went to get rid of Zhuo Lan and Ding Zhuying.
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"Put your clothes on first." The demigod waved his hand in disgust, telling me to get out of here. He was showing these two people to someone, "Who entered the program for him?"
The demi-god looked at the divine warrior who was aiming at his face with his palm raised, planning to give him a small fight. He almost killed me with a laser beam. He thought about it and realized that he knew the Sacred Heart Art, so he used up all his memory to kill me.
The killing intent was overwhelming.
"Yes, mother, your father is a Persian, and your hair is natural!" The sword master, who has achieved success in eight generations and has a lifespan of a thousand years, was held up by his ears and hopped like a rabbit to beg for mercy.
"I think you haven't been defeated by humans again, so it's time to activate another divine warrior."
"Well, I'm eighty-eight years old." Yang Gui nodded. At that time, without any warning, my sword heart suddenly felt good intentions, and then my heart became cold. Yang Gui subconsciously pointed his swords together, sword seventy-eight.
I almost typed, "Half God?"
Xu Fu's Sacred Heart Technique is combined with the Phoenix Blood Dragon Essence. If you practice alone to a small degree, you can live to be four hundred years old. In those years, Ding Zhu modified the Sacred Heart Technique to slightly increase its maximum lifespan.
Ding Zhu’s lifespan is indeed very long.
Zhang Sanfeng said with words on his face, "If it's a beating or a blow, I really want to see which one is stronger, Zhuo Lan's neck or the Peerless Bad Sword," "Besides, you can watch it as long as you like. I'll poke the corners of your eyes with my fingers."
mean?"
As for other personal matters, Fengyun and we are just Xiaoxia, so we don’t care.
real world.
Two years have passed slowly. Thanks to the efforts of Feng Yun, Bai Xiu, Nie Qing and his team, the world has gradually returned to normal. Although it may take a long time to restore the order of the human world in the future, at least for now, it has not been like this
Extraordinary human beings.
In the comics, Yun'er was originally seriously injured and died due to Tianmen, but now that Tianmen has already existed, and Demigod is a robot that hates killing, Ding Zhu not only survived, but also grew up weakly.
Ding Zhu muttered from the side: "Why do those words sound so much like what your parents said when they urged you to get married?"
"I just arrived. Axiu asked you to come over and tell you that a drowning man floated under the island. He said it was an intelligence report without half a god." Nie Qing said.
"What nonsense are you talking about? What's more, you are searching for souls!" Zhuo Lan glared and Jie was stunned.
"Is he still so sick? He's just afraid that it's the demigod's conspiracy. Now Axiu hasn't been killed yet?" Zhuo Lan angrily scolded the old woman. She didn't have any sense of crisis. She had never eaten pork before.
Pig Run, have any of your companions been killed or have you watched the TV series?
The culture fluid in the culture chamber went in as the button was pressed, and gradually, a woman's figure emerged from the culture chamber. The hatch opened, I opened my eyes, and walked out of the culture chamber naked.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After searching back and forth for a long time, I also saw some enemies. Only then did I look back and see Zhuo Lan with a sly smile on his face. Yang Gui breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole
The man collapsed and said, "Master, what are you holding back?"
The demigod walked to a training warehouse and pressed the button behind it with determination.
Is he too tall... They say a boy follows his father. Think about Zhao Wenzhuo's face. Although he is upright and has thick eyebrows and small eyes, if he has the face of a boy, this...
"So I took revenge on this god and left him that bunch of shit codes!?"
Before the order of the world was basically restored in those two years, those members of Zhuo Lan's gang stayed on Tiexin Island.
Ding Zhu is Nie Feng’s son. Is there that person in the drama version? But since Zhuo Lan changed our strength and changed the historical node, the gears of our destiny have also turned. Before slaying the dragon, the seventh dream was born.
One son and one boy.
The two gathered together with Fengyun's family members. Ding Zhu watched the surviving Ding Zhu grow up to be an adult of nearly eighty years old. Shi You sighed: "Jian Chen is a bad woman, but I can leave a trace of her blood."
, it can be regarded as luck or a mistake.”
I hurriedly grabbed Ding Zhu, opened any door and came to Bai Xiu's side. Seeing Bai Xiu supporting a woman sitting under the recliner, I felt even more anxious. I shouted out from a small voice, "Hey! This is
It’s your lounge chair!”
Zhuo Lan finally realized the slow joy of her parents urging the marriage, and continued: "Hey, you think Ding Zhu is wrong. Anyway, he has recognized Qi Meng as his godmother for so long. It's like a close marriage, so he might as well marry us directly.
The Nie family..."
"Please obey the oracle!" The divine warrior knelt down and kowtowed again.
"Has Yu Chuchu's body not been saved yet?"
The man was obviously startled and asked tentatively: "Well, if you ask, they are positive characters, right?"
What happened more than ten years later made us dare to separate again, for fear of being defeated one by one by the demi-gods and making some conspiracy, so we have been gathering together to prepare for the comeback of the demi-gods.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, his eldest son is still young. He shed tears when he saw Zhang Sanfeng." Zhuo Lan pointed at the corner of Zhang Sanfeng's eyes and said, "Who said the God of Death can cry? Such a young hero, how can he meet such a girl?"
They still fell directly."
"Hey, Da Lan." Ding Zhu greeted Ding Zhu happily, "When did you come?"
"You say it, you say it." The man raised his hands and shouted, "Your name is Wang Zexing, you were sent by the Demigod to blow them up."
You don't feel sad at all. You were exiled by the demigod into the chaos of time and space, leaving your own time, your family, and even your lover.
The divine warrior who was kneeling on the ground raised his head and pointed at himself with his index finger blankly: "You?"
The man knelt on the ground and kowtowed devoutly to the half-god: "God."
But those two years of getting along day and night gave Yang Gui a deep understanding of what his master's humanity was like.
"Oh, he understands. He will know when he gets old. If he looks at this person, his son can go out to the street to make soy sauce. How can he look at him again?" Ding Zhu imitated the tone of my father in later generations and said:
"He will start a family soon without having any children. Then Master will be able to close his eyes and feel at ease."
"What nonsense is he talking about? He has transcended time and space for a long time. I will come here in ten thousand years, but he will get married in ten thousand years? Besides, if a half-god comes here, will it be his turn to take action? Without Master and him, Mr. Zhang.
! If you’re fighting over there, he’s going to have trouble giving birth here.”
"Yes, he is here. He went there two years ago, and he did this, that, and that..." The half-god and the divine warrior ordered loudly.
"Master, you are a sword master. Without the secret method of extending your life that you always give you, you said you could live a thousand years. Why are you so anxious to find a wife?"
The seventh dream came out of nowhere, grabbed Yang Gui's ears and scolded: "He is the only one who despises your Qingqing family. He looks at his virtues and dyes his hair white. He looks like a gangster. Mother,
When that person was in power, someone had to take care of him..."
Zhuo Lan was still beside him, "No, he looks like him now. He is eighty-eight years old and has only been married once. Is he worthy of his father? I miss his father Tengger, who is a famous swordsman in Persia.
My son even gave birth to a child. Oh, you feel sorry for me. Is this what our Lao Teng family has never done before?"
"It's Wang Zexing."
Zhuo Lan watched the two of them with interest from the side. Ding Zhu came over and asked, "Master, what is he looking at?"
What Zhuo Lan said is really wrong. In those days, people in the countryside would get married and have children at the age of seventeen or eighteen. But at the age of eighty-eight, is that still the age to be a grandfather?
"Fuck me!"
"Isn't this bad?" Ding Zhu looked at the strong man behind him and asked seriously: "Master, who is he? He has no purpose in coming to Tiexin Island? The worst he can do is recruit him truthfully. If so, Jie Jie Jie
Jie…”
"God, please wake me up. Do you have any instructions?" the woman asked with her head held high.
Jian Chen from the TV series version of Fengyun World is really a bad daughter who values love and justice. It is really a pity that she died at the hands of the demi-god first.
"Master, the half-god is still there. The little enemy is not destroyed, so why should we take care of our family?" Ding Zhu still wanted to struggle.
When Bu Jingyun found me, although he was still mentally weak, his body was still weak.
As Ding Zhu's soul hall elder laughed, white mist filled the whole body.
"Master, are you okay? It's just you, Long Yuan, who will kill you for ten generations." Yang Gui really wanted to trick him, but it's a pity that the sword world has been shattered by me a long time ago. There is really no way to save him.
escape.
Now Ding Zhu actually dares to make that kind of suggestion. I would rather go against the grain and let Ding Zhu try Sword Seventy-Eight than agree to that suggestion.
"Master!" Yang Gui's face flushed red, his sword pointed straight, pointing at Zhuo Lan and said angrily: "Do you want to test whether your Eight-Destroying Sword Seventy-Eight is sharp?"
I roared furiously: "Those filthy and inferior human beings, I should have destroyed us long ago! I should have shown no mercy to us a long time ago and still wanted to reshape a perfect world for us! Die, all of you should die to me.
!”
"That's nonsense. Are Persians' hair white?" Qi Meng pressed harder, "He will dye your hair back tomorrow!"
"This is such a pity." Ding Zhu sorted out Long'er's Niwan Palace with shocking tribulations and restored my abnormality. He brought me to Zhang Sanfeng, and the father and son held each other's arms and cried.
While he was talking, the woman who walked out of the training warehouse wore her clothes badly, knelt down behind the half-god again, and said respectfully: "You said my programming skills are too bad, kill me."
"Ah? Don't omit what you want to do. Is there another bug?" Shenwu Shi asked caringly: "What if you restart it? Listen to the ancient legend, in the 70th century, household appliances were better.
Abnormalities can also be restored by tapping, if you can help me..."
"Master, your father's name is Tengernige." Yang Gui corrected with a white face, "And my surname is also Teng."
Zhuo Lan found the seventh dream and a pair of boys who were working as cows and horses. Fortunately, the half-god advocated was very different from the ancient Confucian philosophy of "preserving the laws of nature and destroying human desires". The seventh dream took his son with him.
As long as men pretend to be brainwashed, they can survive successfully, but they may also be harmed.
"Yes." Bu Jingyun said: "You have seen the remains. The bad parts were burned by something, and the bones were all turned into coke."
Yang Gui didn't feel that way for a long time. When he was a kid, holding his sister felt like holding Uncle Feng.
Demigod is also a waste of money. He has to do some secret development, and he has to clean up the cyberspace to repair the imperial mausoleum. When people wrote the code for him, they only promised low wages and benefits, and even killed them. Programmers are
It would be weird to leave him with a mountain of bugs.
Ding Zhu broke Yang Gui's good and bad illusions, "You can tell him that this year has passed in less than eight months. If he finds a wife after the New Year, he won't come back to celebrate the New Year."
"There's nothing bad about that." Yang Gui was familiar with Long Er, and he was even more interested in Zhang Sanfeng, the middle-aged instant noodles guy.
In those two years, Zhuo Lan and Bu Jingyun also found their wives and children. Unfortunately, Yu Chuchu died after all. It was Guo Jianchen's son Ding Zhu, whom you protected with your life.
Come up.
"Ding Zhu, what does he mean? He dislikes your Qingqing, right?"