Chapter 233 Is that right, is that so? 【Seeking a monthly ticket
"Gu Jun?"
Catherine felt the shock of Peacock, and couldn't help but wonder, she had never heard of it, why did Peacock seem to have met a super rock star...
Super rock star? What is that? Peacock felt this thought and really wanted to slap himself to let Catherine know the consequences of disrespecting the heroes of Tianji. Regardless of whether the nightmare person is or not, the heroes of Tianji cannot be used as a casual metaphor!
"I really don't know..." Catherine worried, "Is he famous in your circle?"
"He is our God." Peacock felt that he had to use metaphors, so he could only say this.
At the same time, Mo Qing asked anxiously: "Mr. Nightmare Man, what do you mean when you say you are Gu Jun?" Jin Zhuzhu was equally anxious: "Please don't make such a joke with us!" Shuiyu trembled.
He said: "It's just the same name, right?"
They all thought about it, it had the same name, right? They were nervous about it, but also nervous about not.
Now the five of them all know that they come from an unknown future, but now is the golden age, and the disaster has not yet come.
Gu Jun may not be dead yet, but how is it possible...
Did they rescue him from the Dreamland?
"I am the Gu Jun you know." The nightmare man said in a calm tone, "And this is Wu Shiyu."
What!? Peacock, Mo Qing and the five others, who were already confused, looked at the young woman with short black hair and a slender figure. They suddenly felt as if they were being shocked by an electric shock, and their souls almost flew away.
To use an analogy from Catherine, the feeling is that she has just won a 100 million grand prize and has not yet gone to claim the prize, but was told that she has an inheritance of 100 million yuan from her uncle abroad.
But who is Wu Shiyu?
What makes these five wanderers so excited?
Catherine didn't understand, and neither did Tom, Sayles-Wang and others. Which superstar in their circle was it?
Of course, of course! Peacock's heart was beating so fast that he had to bend over and press his knees with his hands, muttering: "That's the goddess of hope..."
How could these people who grew up in the golden age understand what the Goddess of Hope meant to children like them who grew up in Dadi City...
In those dark times, just thinking about the goddess of hope is like feeling the mother's gentle comfort and encouraging whisper: Where there is hope, there is light.
The goddess of hope is the beauty of their childhood and the source of courage and hope.
But at this moment, Peacock, Mo Qing and others were confused. Is this true? Although the woman looked pleasing to the eye, she was different from the statues in Dadi City and the portraits circulated among the people.
Tall and heroic, the one named Wang Ruoxiang is more like him.
Is this woman who looks much younger than herself the goddess of hope that she longs for?
"Huh?" Wu Shiyu was also confused. The five strangers looked at him passionately, so he had to ask: "Xianjun, what's wrong with me?"
"Maybe they thought some of Lu Xun's words were said by you." Gu Jun shrugged, "They also thought that others were said by me."
Wu Shiyu understood it now, no wonder he felt the famous portraits on the classroom wall, "Okay, let it go."
During the ten seconds when Peacock and the others were shocked, all the Tianji personnel were also surprised, excited and puzzled.
What was surprising and exciting was the appearance of Gu Jun, who was not dead! With his return, it seemed that nothing was invincible.
The doubts are also because of him, why is he wearing a mask? What kind of spell is that mark? Who are the five people next to him, and what are they shouting about?
Everyone did not just wait. Cai Zixuan and Yang Ying, who had regained their mobility, went up and pulled Wang Ruoxiang over. Although she was the craziest one just now, her consciousness was the first to recover. Over there were Gao Yu, Zhang Zuodong and others.
Still haven’t fully struggled out…
"Peacock, don't think so much now. Things will be figured out later. Now save people first."
Listening to the "Nightmare Man"'s words, the five Peacocks nodded in agreement. They had to perform well, but they couldn't live up to the expectations of the Tianji Hero!
Gu Jun immediately took the five of them, and asked Lou Xiaoning, who had cultivated to the fourth secret and had come into contact with the power of the source of the scriptures, to also go over, and then put an old seal on these struggling Tianji personnel to purify their spirits. And
For those who have not yet completed the third secret but have not yet rebelled, there is no need to worry as there is no need to share the effects of the old seal.
"Ah, come on, feel good..." Lou Xiaoning shouted in pain and pleasure, "This mark is great!!"
Gao Yu and others also shouted like this. Afterwards, they were breathing heavily, their eyes were much clearer, and their muscles were no longer distorted.
However, under Xue Ba's arrangement, except for Lou Xiaoning, these people came back and stayed aside for the first time, not to make any threatening moves.
At the same time, the dozen or so figures in yellow clothes had retreated dozens of steps away.
As for the ordinary people around the stage, first someone shouted for help and ran here, and then everyone else ran over. The Jacksons and their daughters ran more resolutely than anyone else. Only those who could follow the mask could
Stay alive!
Among the hundreds of people who came running, Cai Zixuan and a few others barely maintained order and asked them to stand aside and stop wandering around.
"Sir, it's us!" Mr. Jackson shouted, hoping that he could get closer to their home based on his previous acquaintance.
Gu Jun ignored it and walked towards Mr. Wilde who was on the ground over there. He picked up the blood-stained cloak with the big knife in his hand, but was slightly startled. The cloak was empty... The weird figure just now was not in it. But
He kept his eyes on this side and no one escaped.
"Huh?" Wu Shiyu was also startled, and Xue Ba, Lou Xiaoning and others all looked at him in surprise.
"Be careful, there is power behind it..." Wang Ruoxiang, who was sitting on the ground and resting, said in a rustling voice, "Those audiences... I can't explain clearly, but they are not simple phantoms... they are the incarnation of power, the power these people are summoning
...That Mr. Wilde is not simple..."
Recalling the mental experiences she just had, her expression showed pain again, "We can't let that power really come, not even a little bit..."
Everyone looked around, including Gu Jun. They all felt that the weirdness shrouding the place had not dissipated, and the space was still distorting.
Because during the previous period, no matter what happened on the stage, the hundreds of thousands of spectators did not move at all, they just watched in silence.
Summoning? Gu Jun remembered what Mr. Wilde said before: "The tattered robes of the King in Yellow will surely obscure this world forever."
The King in Yellow Clothes? His heart sank. Zheng Jialiang kept talking about Hastur’s lineage and what kind of king... Hastur, the King in Yellow Clothes?
"Really, really..." Suddenly, Mr. Wilde's strange voice sounded again.
That deformed old face seemed to appear in the auditorium, as if there, and as if on the other side, flashing ghostly among hundreds of thousands of figures, but they all bent their short bodies as if bowing, not occupying the space.
Any figure.
His annoying voice kept saying: "So that's it, isn't it..."
"What on earth is that guy talking about?" Lou Xiaoning said impatiently, "Yes, yes!"
No one knew it, but Gu Jun had a feeling of approaching danger, and Wang Ruoxiang's rustling voice said: "He is trying to communicate with that force..."
"Really? I haven't seen such a wonderful drama in a long time... But isn't it enough? Death is still missing... Death is the greatest catharsis, and the moment of catharsis is the moment of gaining the soul... Doesn't this drama have a soul?
is that so……"
Mr. Wilde's ubiquitous voice became increasingly crazier, resounding throughout this huge amphitheater.
"Does it turn out that death is still necessary to have a soul?"
Suddenly, a strange song sounded, and next to the dozen or so yellow-clothed figures in the distance, rows of more yellow-clothed figures quickly appeared like images.
These figures formed another huge spiral triangle on the stage, and together with the headless corpses, they surrounded all of them. The ordinary people were suddenly so horrified that they could not speak, including the Tianji members and the Earth Wanderers.
They all frowned.
Although the phantoms all wore ragged yellow cloaks, the cloaks did not cover their faces, but each face was covered with a mask.
The white mask was exactly the one Gu Jun wore on his face.
"Is that so!" cried Mr. Wilde in a frenzied voice, "then let the last act of this drama begin!"