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Chapter 235 The traversers from the main world

"You should be lucky that I don't have time to waste time with you here, otherwise it wouldn't be that simple!" Jiang Siming said threateningly, even though he had temporarily subdued the opponent.

But Jiang Siming is not sure whether the other party has any life-saving tricks. The most important thing now is to return to the Douluo World as soon as possible.

There is no distinction between day and night in the world of the dead. Jiang Siming doesn't know how long he has been in this world, and he always feels a little uneasy in his heart.

"It's too late! The passage has been closed!"

With a "bang", the young man's bloody head was severely stepped into the ground.

"What did you say?" Jiang Siming's tone became completely cold. If the passage is really closed, it means that he may have to stay here forever.

The next second, Sister-in-law Jiang Siming quickly recalled the Chaos Clock, picked up the still sleeping Snow Emperor, used spatial displacement, and returned to the location of the whirlpool when she first came in.

However, there was nothing in the gray sky, as if the strange vortex never existed.

"Ding, the plot mission failed!"



"What is the origin of this guy? I can't get rid of this weird power!" The young man with only half his body lying on the ground said with some bitterness. The arrogance and perversion at the beginning were completely gone.

Just as the young man tried to stand up with his remaining hands, a familiar big foot pinned him to the ground again.

"I'll do it, do it, do it!" Jiang Siming kept kicking the young man's head crazily, showing no mercy at all. Jiang Siming's murderous intention was almost filling his heart, and this move was just to vent his heart.

of anger.

"Stop... stop... a... moment!"

"Stop!" Jiang Siming stepped on him frantically regardless of his begging for mercy. However, as the anger in his heart vented, his murderous intention slowly subsided.

In the current situation, Jiang Siming is probably trapped in the world of the dead. Jiang Siming does not understand this weird world, so he needs a guide. At present, it seems that this strange young man cannot die yet.

"Ding, issue a rescue mission! Prevent Ma Xiaotao from being kidnapped by Jing Hongchen!"

Finally Jiang Siming stopped what he was doing, but the young man's head had sunk deeply into the ground. The only remaining upper body was lying on the ground in an extremely weird posture.

"Remedial mission?" Jiang Siming muttered to himself strangely. Jiang Siming had failed in previous missions. But he had never mentioned any remedial mission. This plot mission seemed a bit special.

“What exactly does the system want to do?”

Nowadays, the relationship between Jiang Siming and the system is a bit strange. Jiang Siming is very wary of the system, and the system is even too lazy to deal with it in the past.

But now Jiang Siming needs to complete the plot mission, get the chance to become a god from the system, and get the last 14 unknown rewards.

In other words, the system and Jiang Siming are in a clever check and balance. The system relies on Jiang Siming to complete tasks to achieve certain goals, or to obtain energy.

Jiang Siming had always believed that the way the system obtains energy is probably to disrupt the plot!

But now Jiang Siming doesn't think so anymore. The system seems to be different from before. He doesn't want to miss any plot! That's why he issued a rescue mission, fearing that he would ignore Ma Xiaotao.

"System, system, are you my luck or a trap?" Jiang Siming looked at the gray sky, squinted his eyes slightly and murmured to himself.

"Let's think about how to get out first!"

If we were really trapped here forever, it would be a big joke.

Jiang Siming looked at Snow Emperor who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, and said helplessly. "We are trapped here, and you are still in the mood to sleep! We are even this time!"

You helped me at first, now I save you!"

Although some complained about the failure of the plot mission, if Jiang Siming was given another chance, he would still choose to save the Snow Emperor. Not only because of the little fox, but also to repay a favor from back then. Jiang Siming never likes to owe money.

someone else's.

Jiang Siming kicked the motionless young man and said impatiently, "If you keep pretending to be dead, I will continue to step on you!"

"No! Brother, please spare me! I'm just pretending!"

After hearing Jiang Siming's words, it took me a long time to pull out the missing half of the head.

Jiang Siming looked at the guy in front of him who was completely different from before, and couldn't help but wonder if this guy was schizophrenic like the Snow Emperor.

"Tell me, how to get out of here?" Jiang Siming said straight to the point.

The young man managed to hold up his upper body with his remaining hands, and said with some bitterness, "Hero! I was wrong, hero, I just stayed here too long! Finally, two people were sent in again, I really

It’s so boring!”

"What am I asking you? What I'm asking is how do I get out?" Jiang Siming was a little angry. This guy had a perverted expression just now. Why has he turned into a coward now?

Seeing that Jiang Siming was showing signs of explosion, the young man hurriedly fell to the ground and said with an almost trembling voice, "Hero, I really don't know this! I was also brought in by a blood sacrifice. I am not the owner of this place!"

"You were also brought in by a blood sacrifice? Are you a soul master?" Jiang Siming frowned and said with some disbelief.

"Uncle, I am not the soul master you are talking about! But I have seen Douluo Continent! Looking at you... you should be a time traveler, right?" The young man paused and asked tentatively.

After hearing the word "traveler", Jiang Siming finally couldn't help but look at the inhuman young man in front of him in shock.

Seeing Jiang Siming's surprised expression, a strange smile appeared on the unrecognizable young man's face, as if he was very satisfied with Jiang Siming's expression.

It made people wait for the next second, when Jiang Siming regained consciousness, that weird smile suddenly disappeared.

After calming down, Jiang Siming looked at the unrecognizable young man with only his upper body left, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes again.

Every move of the young man just now was clearly observed by Jiang Siming. Although Jiang Siming did not deliberately look at the young man's unrecognizable face, under the influence of ten times the perception, he also discovered the strange smile of the young man.

"Are you a time traveler too?"

"Uncle, I'm not a time traveler. I just met a strange organization in the main world and sacrificed my blood to the gods." The young man said pitifully, "When I first arrived in this world,

What a tragedy! But the strange thing is that the undead creatures here seem to be afraid of me! They never attack me!

Later I discovered that I couldn’t die, even if I committed suicide! Of course, you are an exception!”

Hearing the young man's deliberate flattery, Jiang Siming also sneered, but he was also very curious about the other party's immortality ability.

He is not an ordinary undead creature. The young man does not have spiritual fire, but he still has the characteristics of an undead creature. If the Immortal Killing Sword had not been able to restrain him, Jiang Siming would probably be the one with only half of his body left.

"Keep talking!"

"Later on, when I was young, I walked aimlessly. I couldn't feel the passage of time at all. I don't know when a strange power suddenly appeared in my body. In the end, more and more accumulated, and it was increasing every moment.

! But in this desolate world, what is the use of so much power?" The young man's words were filled with sadness.

"In that case, if I kill you, will it also help you to escape? You can't help me anyway!" Jiang Siming didn't know when he had put the Immortal Killing Sword under the young man's neck.

"Wait! Maybe there is a way..."

"Then say it!" Jiang Siming secretly sneered in his heart. Being miserable might gain some sympathy and trust from others, but in front of Jiang Siming, who has ten times the perception, the young man's acting skills are full of holes.


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