Flying Thunder God of Douluo Continent

Chapter 94 The Golden Moon ([-])

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[You must buy instant noodles without forks, and you must buy pop-top cans without tabs. 】

Looking at the small world in front of him, Cao Bailu already understood his situation.

Between heaven and earth, there is only a huge stage left.

Countless actors and actresses sang their own spring, autumn, winter and summer on it.

The intertwined singing sounds lost their original rhythm and seemed noisy.

The opera singers, as if they couldn't see Cao Bailu, didn't notice Cao Bailu's appearance at all.

Even if he passes by occasionally, it will only leave a wind of unreality.

Cao Bailu simply sat down where he was.

[It's miserable, this time it's really going to die. 】

[If you can create a small world, and you can also transform into a spirit in it, at least you are an old god who knocks on the fairy gate, how can I deal with it? 】

[The most miserable protagonist in history must have a place in the award ceremony. In the first life, I was hit by a car and died suddenly. In the second life, I just died like this. In the third life, it was even worse. 】

[Why am I so weak. . . 】

[There should be no fourth life. Chen Miannan also said that if I die again, I will enter the six realms of reincarnation, and everything I have experienced will be turned into dust of history, and no one will know about it. 】

[Miserable, miserable. . . 】

Cao Bailu looked up at the night sky.

A golden moon hangs high in the night sky.

Yes, a golden moon.

Cao Bailu was a little lost.

That golden moon seemed to be able to pierce Cao Bailu's heart, and it seemed to have magical powers, making Cao Bailu unable to move his eyes away.

He still remembered that in the second life, he had seen this golden moon in countless dreams.

This is his attachment in this life and his yearning in previous lives.

For countless days and nights, Cao Bailu once obsessively remembered the golden moon in the fairy picture album.

Xixuan mentioned a golden moon in one of the oldest dramas in the world. People in later generations took this as an exaggerated expression, but few people knew that the moon in Xixuan used to be golden.

Cao Bailu was naturally one of the few people who knew the truth.

He looked at the ancient moon in the sky, and forgot to think for a moment.

At this moment, the slightly noisy singing around suddenly quieted down.

All the singers called a curtain call and left.

On the huge singing stage, only Cao Bailu was left.

"You are Cao Bailu?"

Before Cao Bailu realized what happened, a hoarse voice of inquiry came out of nowhere.

"Yes," Cao Bailu looked around cautiously, but found no sign of anyone.

"take it easy,"

The old actor just now appeared in front of Cao Bailu.

He also had paint on his face and was wearing a costume.

"I brought you in because I have something to talk to you about," the old opera singer looked at Cao Bailu with a smile, and said, "Liu Ying wants me to kill you, and I owe a great favor to the old emperor of Xishu."

"I didn't kill you right away, but pulled you into this small world, so there must be something to talk about," the old actor said, "After all, Liu Ying can't represent the old emperor of Western Shu. Are you qualified to represent your father?"

"What you said is what you said," Cao Bailu nodded, and he said almost obsequiously, "it's your discerning eyes, who know how to distinguish right from wrong, so you must be some upright old senior Xixuan."

Cao Bailu, he really didn't know who the old fairy in front of him was. Even after searching all the information in his mind, he still didn't have the slightest impression of the old fairy in front of him.

"Don't boast, old cheeks don't have to boast," the old opera singer shook his head and said, "But now there are only two princes left, so I have to pay back my favor, right?"

"Don't talk about the sixth prince, that little boy is the reincarnation of a deadly enemy of mine. Although he didn't retain his memory, he retained a considerable part of his knowledge. Even if I die, I can't help him," the old actor said first. placed at the front.

"Ah... this..." Cao Bailu said a little speechlessly, "Since you owe the old emperor such a big favor, why didn't you protect the old emperor at that time?"

"It's the rule of us mountain gods not to interfere with the world," the old actor shook his head. "Rules are rules. I can help the murderer of my old friend, but I can't protect my old friend."

"You said this Xixuan's way of heaven, fuck or not?"

"It's pretty fucked," Cao Bailu nodded, and he asked tentatively, "So, are you here to take the life of a villain today?"

There is really no one but Cao Bailu who can belittle himself like this.

"Yes," the old actor nodded, "I'm here to kill you."

"But before I kill you, I'll give you a chance," said the old actor. "After all, I really don't want to help him. Besides, I think you're quite pleasing to the eye."

"If you can stand my test, then you still have a chance,"

"No, no readers like this old-fashioned development..." Cao Bailu complained helplessly, "All right, all right, I accept."

　Lengthen and offer more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)