Flying Thunder God of Douluo Continent

Chapter 205 Come to Me ([-])
A group of four, starting from the Spirit Hall, embarked on a journey to the Star Luo Empire.

There is no foreshadowing, no epic background story, and no heavy burden of national hatred, family hatred, and love for children.

Just picking a time at random, the group started their own journey.

Everyone first marched towards a certain city on the only way for a few days, and when they arrived, they were going to resupply there.

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and many more?

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Etc., etc?

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Wait wait wait wait?

Cao Bailu slammed into the air again, this time he did not step on the ground steadily, but directly slammed into the air on the side of the road.

A speeding carriage, mixed with the sound of the wind and the noise of the flow of people, knocked the suddenly fallen Cao Bailu into the air.

Cao Bailu didn't feel any pain, it might be because of his heavy body, he couldn't even think about the problem with a clear consciousness.

He even began to have such thoughts.

[I do this. . . 】

【What's the point? . . 】

【I. . . 】

【who I am? 】

【where am I? 】

[Why am I still alive? 】

These are all side effects of the death cycle, which cannot be changed and are irreversible.

It seems that the world is half a beat slower, like an old film film, with a delay.

The picture freezes, and Cao Bailu, who flew out in mid-air, lost his consciousness.

【So be it. . . 】

[Let me have a good sleep. . . 】

He is tired.

He was really tired.

In high school, he was in the second year of middle school. He also fantasized about saving the world, turning the tide and helping the building to collapse.

At the window, in the stuffy classroom, he also looked out of the window.

The summer wind blows over the green leaves, and also blows over the thoughts of the young man.

At that best age, in that best youth, he also fantasized about it.

Perhaps, on the crown of the blasphemous tree, on the top of the unattainable world, welcome the judgment from ancient times.

Perhaps, he witnessed the Holy Grail War that he shouldn't have witnessed in the middle of the night, and happened to summon the heroic spirit, and from now on, ordinary can only be a reflection of his back.

Maybe, I found an adventure book in a certain warehouse, became a brave man in another world, challenged the dragon, and rescued the princess.

Perhaps, it was the snow and frost of Kyushu that illuminated the depths of the young man's soul. Since then, the sky never gave birth to Cao Bailu, and the way of heaven is like a long night.

Perhaps, he turned his back on the world, he is above the nine heavens, with a mortal body, he is on par with the gods, and at the end, he said, "My life is up to me."

Perhaps, it was wandering the rivers and lakes happily, holding hands with a certain woman, his sword dimmed the beauty of the world, and when it was released, it shone in the fifteen states.

Maybe. . .

Maybe. . .

Yes, there are too many maybes. . .

Those maybes are just the small expectations in the young man's heart. They turned into seeds, took root and sprouted in the young man's heart, and thrived.

However, what met these possibilities was a car accident.

High school, in its prime, should be the best age for a teenager.

Cao Bailu also died at the best age.

After that, it is the story of the incarnation of the spirit in the world.

It's just that it's still unsatisfactory.

Taking over the baby's body with the soul of a high school student is said to be a spirit in the world. He is regarded as a rough jade by the grandfather of the world's number one wild fox Zen, and he carefully polishes it, just to shine in the future.

But what?
After a lifetime of calculations, he died in the year when he should have been the most vigorous, and after that, no one would even deliberately remember him.

And after that, maybe years later, no one remembers him anymore.

How ridiculous is this?
Struggling for a lifetime, dying for no reason at the most beautiful moment of the fuck.

Who would?
Who can bear it?
Cao Bailu can.

Not only can he, he can endure it very well.

He was still a teenager until his death.

But this young man, without knowing where he started, no longer has the spirit of a young man.

His eyes are as unwavering as those old people who have become foxes, his abacus is crackling, and he has to weigh the pros and cons of every move, and he does not want to suffer.

How can there be such a high-spirited young man?

How can there be a young man who should be able to lead the sword quickly?

Young and mature, in fact, many times, it is not a commendatory term.

Cao Bailu.

He really is.

Really rarely laughed.

When I say laugh, I don't mean the laugh when he is playing tricks.

But from the heart, laughing as a teenager.

The screen is no longer frozen.

Like a revolving lantern movie, it finished broadcasting Cao Bailu's two lives.

Time started ticking again.

The pain from being hit by the carriage spread all over Cao Bailu's body.

hindsight.

Cao Bailu shook his head vigorously, he clenched his teeth and clenched his fists

【Now. . . 】

[Now is not the time to think about this! ? 】

【Oh shit! ! ! 】

Flying Thor, activate!

Because of using Bai Yujing's origin, Cao Bailu's current body is already on the verge of collapse.

His face was shattered, and fine sand began to flow from the cracks.

It's like an egg shell, a puppet about to collapse, or a bellows being dismantled.

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Sheep Horn Street.

Cao Bailu fell heavily to the ground from mid-air.

"boom,"

A not-so-loud muffled sound pulled back that Cao Bailu who was about to kill Nian Pingsheng.

"Scissors, scissors..."

Cao Bailu collapsed on the ground, almost squeezing out these words from his throat.

Similarly, what responded to him was still that fast tone.

"Jiang Xinian, it's Jiang Xinian who has a problem. She is in this city. There is no such person in the original "Douluo Dalu". She is the origin of the world and our enemy! I have no hope. and you still have,'

"It is a good thing for me to start the death cycle. Only you are qualified to break the cause and effect, and everything I do is in vain, and it will be restarted, because since the day we were born in Douluo Continent, we It has fallen into the death cycle of the world opening, "

"We spent our lives in the Douluo Continent, and after we die, our memories will be erased, and we will continue to be born in the Douluo Continent with the memories of the previous two lives!"

"I am Cao Bailu from the previous timeline! In the previous timeline, I discovered everything by a coincidence,"

"Then, I escaped, and I escaped into your timeline!"

"But in your timeline, many of my abilities can't be used! So I have to calculate you!"

"I'm actually very old! I'm about to be reset by the world's death cycle! It's the age that every Cao Bailu can live to! You know! Once the death cycle starts on someone, that person will definitely die. Die at some point in time!"

"After I die, my memory will still be erased, and I will be reborn in Douluo Dalu with only the memories of the previous two lives!"

"But you are different! What you are caught in is the death cycle I gave you! Because we all died together, the quantum states of our two identical Cao Bailu superimposed, which led me to start a death cycle for you that only belongs to our Cao Bailu!"

"As long as you can find Jiang Xinian and kill her, we can escape! All of us Cao Bailu can escape!"

"Our enemy is this world!"

"This world is a prison for Cao Bailu!"

"Next time we meet, just say vountu, don't ask me what it is!"

"It's too late, it's too late,"

"I can feel our death loop..."

"That's too late..."

Cao Bailu was lying on the ground from beginning to end.

He had no strength left to listen.

And it was the moment when Cao Bailu with the green knife mark ended his conversation.

There was an explosion.

Time, of course, is exactly the same.

(End of this chapter)