The official website of "Wushuang" has secretly updated a CG.
I saw two old Taoists, one black and one yellow, sitting opposite each other in a void.
A man in black was sitting cross-legged on top of a black dragon, with an arrogant and arrogant look on his face. Around him, there was a bloody and ferocious aura that was so overwhelming that his clothes were blown away by the wind.
Like an alien demon.
Opposite him was an old Taoist in yellow whose face could not be seen clearly. He lowered his head and lowered his eyes, as if he was dead.
Suddenly, the black-clothed old man frowned, then raised his head and peeked into the void from afar.
"Someone is coming."
"A bunch of...rabble?"
Before he finished speaking, an obscure Taoist rhyme appeared on the Taoist figure in yellow and disappeared.
But this scene made the Taoist in black laugh out loud.
"Why, don't you pretend to be dead?"
"Do you really think... they can help you?"
"No way, no way, no way?!"
The old Taoist man in yellow was as motionless as a corpse, but in the void there was another gentle and steady voice that sounded like an ancient well.
"They will stop you."
Just this sentence seemed to hit some strange switch on the old man in black, and he raised his head and laughed loudly.
"Hahahaha, them? What can they do?"
The voice of the old man in black was sharp and unpleasant, and as his roar sounded, a wave of blood seemed to rush through the void, and in an instant it was like a hell.
"I am the great virtuous teacher Zhang Jiao!"
"Turn your hands to become clouds, turn your hands to become rain, how can they? The light of a mere firefly dare to compete with the bright moon?"
I saw a golden light flashing around the old Taoist in yellow, but it was like a mountain, motionless in the sea of blood.
"A single spark can start a prairie fire. The power they possess...is beyond the imagination of people like you."
"Whatever you want."
As he spoke, the old man in black... or Zhang Jiao shrugged and stopped arguing.
I saw him wave his hand gently.
The blood wave subsided, and the surrounding area returned to nothingness again.
"I can't even remember what I look like. Is there any spark that I care about? Take care of yourself first."
The Taoist in yellow didn't answer, he still lowered his head and looked down, but his face, which was already blurry, was like paint washed by the water, and even his figure became a little blurry.
In the void, there was only an ancient well-waveless voice chanting.
"The Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao; the name can be named, but it is not named..."
"We... will wait and see."
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The players who are called a mob will naturally not sit still and wait for death.
Let’s not mention that Wang Yiyuan played chicken with countless shadows in this world, but the players who were sucked into Zhang Jiao’s body were in a state of chaos, and each was overtaken by floating memory fragments. In the end,
All disappeared completely.
Okay, although it is forced.
In a small space, the old man in yellow with a horny face looked around, sighed slightly, closed his eyes and remained silent.
As the first player captured by the memory fragment, Cui Niubi felt a white light flash before his eyes.
"Heaven is dead! Huang Tian is here to stand!"
When he opened his eyes, he saw that the surroundings had changed.
In front of a majestic and towering palace, all the players who were originally standing with him disappeared completely - Cui Niubi was surrounded by countless followers wearing yellow scarves and looking fanatical.
He raised his hands high and shouted loudly the slogans of the Taiping Road rebellion.
Looking up, he saw Zhang Jiao holding a nine-ringed tin staff and stepping on the void, but he was high-spirited.
In the middle of the crowd, there was a man who was tied up and fell to his knees on the ground.
He wears a crown on his head, a mysterious robe, a white belt around his waist, and a red horse on his feet. He is none other than the previous emperor who died in the plot - Han Ling Emperor Liu Hong.
Liu Hong was sweating profusely, shaking like chaff, and fell limply to the ground as if he had lost all his strength. He no longer had any imperial bearing.
"Don't kill me! I am the emperor of this world! You can't kill me!"
His voice was hoarse, but he had already put on a crying voice.
It's a pity that he no longer has loyal guards around him. Those who surround him are the Taiping Dao Yellow Turban Army who have lost their way of survival because of Liu Hong's ignorance.
Everyone is eager to eat his flesh alive and sleep on his skin when he dies.
I saw the horn waving his hand again.
"Everyone of Huang Tian's people! Today, we conquered Luoyang!"
"From today onwards, the world has become the age of Huang Tian!"
Cheers suddenly burst out from the crowd.
"Great virtuous teacher! Great virtuous teacher! Great virtuous teacher!"
A smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Jue's mouth, and he patted his hands lightly, causing the people tied up on the ground to float.
"These! They are the lackeys of heaven!"
"People of Huang Tian, the time of judgment has come!"
Then Zhang Jiao's eyes suddenly turned to the crowd, Cui Niubi, who was still looking confused, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"In your opinion, how should we deal with this believer?"
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"Huh? Me?"
At this time, Cui Niubi... looked confused.
He has read "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and is very sure that Zhang Jiao has not successfully conquered Luoyang, let alone captured the Han Ling Emperor alive, no matter in history, novels or even games.
Combined with the fact that I am about to merge with Zhang Jiao's soul... this is Zhang Jiao's... delusion?
"I am reborn as Zhang Jiao and my rebellion was successful"?
Upon first listen, it sounds like a third-rate time-travel novel.
But generally this kind of street writing will definitely use a lot of meaty scenes to attract readers, hehehehe...
Ahem.
Random thoughts are like a broken car without brakes on a downhill road. Once you start, you can't stop at all.
Cui Niubi was so distracted that he completely forgot that he was still in this [Zhang Jiao's delusion]. His eyes were dull, and from time to time, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Finally, Zhang Jiao saw it.
Can't go down anymore.
"Quick, tell me, what are you going to do with him?"
With a roar, the situation changes.
Cui Niubi only felt a strong wind of level 12 sweep by, and in an instant those
For a moment, everything was silent.
Cui Niubi's mind was originally full of charming thoughts, but this roar instantly dispelled all unhealthy thoughts.
He looked around, only to see that the noisy Taiping Dao believers all turned their heads, and countless pairs of eyes were fixed on Cui Niubi.
Under these overlapping gazes, a magical switch on Cui Niubi seemed to be activated instantly.
The next second, the resentment caused by the interruption of unhealthy thoughts broke out in an instant, and a stream of heat rushed straight to the forehead, then circled around and gathered in the throat, and finally turned into three loud and loud characters.