Lord of the Low Version System

Although he was tied tightly and could not exert any strength, Tiqi still tried his best to move his head and pose, rising and falling and swaying from side to side like a maggot pupa.

Ouhuang's whole body felt hot at first, and his blood was rushing. The scorching hot air rushed straight from his lower abdomen to his mind. The turbid air exhaled from his nostrils was dry, and his lips were chapped.

thirsty!

Thirst!

In urgent need of nourishment and gentle caress.

But for some reason, this heat was released instantly like a floodgate, and at the end a coolness came back.

Ou Huang fell into philosophical thinking.

A long time ago, he was pondering a question...

When I was a kid, I was riding a three-wheeler with a refugee. The two of us were riding on one side, but for some reason the refugee’s trousers got stuck in the chain.

Then the tricycle swayed from side to side and rushed straight into the ditch on the side of the road.

The old-fashioned tricycle does not have hand or foot brakes, and relies entirely on the stick between the legs to control the speed.

When the car overturned, the stick accidentally hit between Ou Huang's legs.

No one told Ouhuang this secret. When he went to pee with the refugees, he had to choose a corner spot, and even if he peeed for split ends, he didn't go to the doctor.

However, a question always lingered in Ou Huang's heart.

Are you still a normal man?

Why do you always feel that you are not as tough as before?

Still feel like you're not as upright as before?

Will it have any adverse effects in the future?

Ten years later, Ou Huang finally found the answer he wanted.

He sighed helplessly, covering his face with his hands and rubbing them vigorously.

Miss, although you are very beautiful, unfortunately, I don't like women.

Harm whoever you like.

Diqi was stunned, and then his pretty face turned livid and distorted. The thick blood vessels swelled and wriggled like earthworms, making the originally charming face become ferocious and terrifying.

She has lost her proud capital, and only her last capital can be used to fight.

She was full of confidence in herself and felt that this was God's favor for her.

If it were someone else, it would only be possible to attract the other party even if the country was overwhelming, but if it were Tikka, this possible would be rewritten as certain.

In front of her, anything that is not absolutely impossible is definitely possible.

However, today, fate played the biggest joke on her, sending a man to be her opponent, but this man was gay.

Ouhuang opened his fingers and looked at Tiqa intently.

Unfortunately, there is still no sign of recovery.

so……

Ou Huang reached into his waist and pulled out a weapon from the space equipment.

It seemed that this weapon was a bit ferocious and vicious, so he changed it to a meteor hammer. Still feeling that this weapon was inappropriate, he took out a few more weapons.

You choose one!

Diqi's heart tightened, as if there was an invisible big hand grabbing violently.

Choose one?

She breathed a sigh of relief.

So he quickly calmed down, and the raised veins on his face quickly disappeared, and his fierce expression became so gentle in an instant.

He rolled his eyes flirtatiously and turned around on several weapons.

Just the one with the bell.

Ou Huang nodded, and then picked up the mourning stick with the soul-calling bell.

You are really discerning. It won't hurt if you use this one.

Tiqi nodded in surprise, showing an impatient expression.

Ou Huang thought to himself: Don't worry, I'm fast.

After pouring mana into the mourning stick, the stick expanded rapidly, and then there was a dark wind, and ghosts cried and howled. The two soul-calling bells also grew up, tinkling in the wind.

It was not the sound caused by the vibration of the air, but the vibration at the soul level. At first glance, it sounded like a soul stirring and a mental breakdown.

Tiqi's heart suddenly lifted.

But the next moment, a cold wind swept over her, as if thousands of fine needles condensed with ice were inserted into every pore of her body, nailing every muscle in her body.

Just like an air needle inserted into a ball, the air in the ball leaked out, and the ball deflated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Same thing with Tyche.

The fine needles formed by the Yin force vented all the energy and spirit in her body, and her originally plump and elastic body quickly shriveled up.

Even the bones lost their shape and collapsed a little bit under the pressure of the two skins.

The dragon rope tied to his body immediately lost its effectiveness, and Tyche was finally free.

But at this time, she was unable to struggle, let alone stand up.

She squeezed out the last bit of strength, and her lips moved physically like dried orange peel.

You actually...

But at this time, the soul-calling bell rang loudly, and Tiqa's soul rippled.

The body had been drained of energy and energy, like fluffy grass withered catkins, and the soul had lost its support. This ringing of bells instantly cut off the last trace of connection.

Physically, Tyche is dead.

After losing her body, Tiqi breathed a sigh of relief, because she was a six-winged archangel and could still exist even without her body.

But this time.

Click!

The mourning stick hit her Heavenly Spirit Cap, and the soul that had just left her body was instantly scattered all over the sky.

died!

The dead can no longer die!

The spirit and soul that permeated the independent space instantly lost its owner, but at the same time found its own home.

Ou Huang shuddered, a kaleidoscope-like brilliant light appeared in his eyes, and his aura expanded rapidly like an explosion.

Ou Huang studied weapon refining with Taoist Duobao, and there must be no shortage of training resources. They were much more abundant than before in the Shilipo Sword Sect.

The energy and energy of the whole body must be full of value.

But at this moment, Ou Huang felt like a dry sponge, devouring everything hungrily, and his originally full energy and spirit was mixed with several times the amount.

The bottleneck at the edge of the limit suddenly broke, and Ouhuang quickly entered a new realm. This realm was also filled in the blink of an eye, and he once again hit a new realm.

So again and again.

Ou Huang saw strange yet familiar figures lingering around him one after another.

They are men and women, old and young, poor and rich...

Oh, and the other one turned out to be myself. Yes, it was me when I first entered high school.

Being surrounded by more than a dozen people in a circle, despite Ou Huang's excellent psychological quality, he still felt extremely frightened.

This kind of weirdness is not only a physical level, but also a psychological level, but also a soul level and a destiny level.

It's a feeling that cannot be described in words.

But soon, Ou Huang understood.

Every self is integrated into him. The most significant, important and unforgettable moments in their life experiences are all in front of their eyes, and other memories also have some trivial fragments stuck in their hearts.

These are actually me...

Me in other worlds...

After a long time, Ou Huang opened his eyes in confusion.

He was confused.

Don't know who you are.

All I know is that I don't seem to like women.

Thanks to scavenger 2333 for the reward of 2000, thank you very much ~