Chapter 370 The truth behind Mr. Lu’s time travel

The room temperature, which was originally quite warm, plummeted in an instant, and Lu Wenwu felt that a very dangerous aura was locking onto him.

It was as if a wild and ferocious beast had identified itself as its prey and was about to start hunting.

Xiaobao sat on the table with a sneer on his face, his expression frosty, and the rhythm of his ten fingers on both hands became faster and faster.

Behind it, the previously soft hairs on the furry cat's tail stood up like steel needles, and faint blue arcs of electricity jumped and burst out.

"You little bastard, I think you're really itchy!"

The sound was almost squeezed out from between teeth.

Its owner was now filled with shock and anger, and was gritting his teeth.

“Crack.”

The creepy, hair-raising, sharp scraping sound reappeared, as if someone was scratching a blackboard with fingernails, as if trying to scratch the eardrum.

This time Lu Wenwu saw it clearly. It was a pure white that was different from the murderous intent condensed in him.

The metal of Geng and Xin in the west is responsible for killing and conquering!

The killing power that symbolizes the mechanism of the world is in its hands, echoing and flowing, surging in all directions.

“Sizzle.”

A pale blue halo circulates, and dark blue arcs jump.

The power of wind and thunder will faintly cover Xiaobao's whole body, supporting it to float in the air.

The overlapping of the two forces made it seem as if the entire body was covered with a layer of glittering and colorful robes, looking so dazzling.

"For the sake of the egg-filled pancake being okay, how do you want to die?"

Xiaobao raised his hands and sneered, his face gloomy and he looked a little blurry.

wind!

thunder!

gold!

Three pure attribute laws, and they can complement each other.

How powerful it is, and how pure it is!

So strong and powerful, he is worthy of being the first generation guardian of Shenzhou!

This level of control is much stronger than my half-baked fantasy rules.

Lu Wenwu couldn't help laughing, and his heart became more and more excited, with a powerful energy and blood surging in his body.

"I wonder if I can choose to suck cats to death?"

"Fuck you! I'm not going to kill you today!"

Xiaobao suddenly became angry and raised his hand. The two of them were wrapped in a white light and teleported to other places.

This place looks like an ancient amphitheater, primitive and rugged.

There was even just dirt on the ground, no tiles at all.

Many places have shown signs of weathering due to years of neglect of maintenance. The exquisite stone carvings standing on the stone stands around are slightly cracked, and the exquisite reliefs have become a little blurred.

This makes the place look even more shabby.

But Lu Wenwu's heart froze, and surprise appeared in his eyes.

In this unknown space, he could clearly feel a strong fighting spirit condensing here, as if it was a glorious arena engraved with countless heroic souls and warriors.

This fighting spirit was resonating with his own fighting spirit, causing his body to become more excited and his five senses to become more acute. It seemed that even the moves that he was not very proficient in on a normal day could be displayed in the most perfect posture here.

It's a magical place, definitely a holy place for fighting and sparring.

If we can keep fighting here, the speed of our progress will be amazing.

Even if a person is cowardly at heart, after practicing here for a long time, he will probably become a truly brave fighter.

What a great place!

I wonder if Xiaobao can lend himself to me for a while.

Thoughts suddenly flashed through Lu Wenwu's mind.

Before he could continue to be distracted, a claw attack that seemed to be able to tear the sky apart came whizzing towards him.

sneak attack!

The body, tempered by countless battles, moved on its own before the mind could command it, flashing to the side and narrowly avoiding it.

On the ground, three bottomless traces were shocking. Countless soil was plowed up from the ground, and then directly crushed into nothingness by the terrifying power of Geng and Xin.

The extremely sharp feeling even made Lu Wenwu, who was standing next to him, feel a slight tingling on his skin.

This was just a trace of a test tactic, yet it was still so shocking!

This is exciting enough!

It's a pity that it lacks the murderous intent that truly wants to kill the enemy. This power of Geng and Xin, which was born for killing, cannot reflect the horror of being in charge of killing in the world.

This inevitably made Lu Wenwu feel a little regretful.

He was actually trying his best to irritate Xiaobao.

What a pity.

After living together for so many years, and even sleeping in the same bed at night, the man and the cat have already become too familiar with each other - Lu Wenwu rests his head on the pillow, and Xiaobao rests his head on Lu Wenwu, how can this not be considered sleeping in the same bed?

What followed was that it was impossible for Xiaobao to have any real killing intention towards Lu Wenwu.

Its anger is literally just anger caused by shame.

Even when Lu Wenwu said he wanted to pet cats until he died, Xiaobao's eyes showed anger and shame, but also a hint of joy hidden in them.

This does not require the analysis of the Eye of True Vision at all.

As a qualified cat owner who has been a cat owner for more than ten years, Lu Wenwu is still confident in this regard.

Tsundere Kitten

It's rude not to reciprocate. It's time to let you see my purity after the improvement!

After the space flashed, Lu Wenwu in the form of a dragon appeared behind Xiaobao.

The endless sea of ​​blood suddenly spread, instantly covering the entire ancient arena.

The devil's sword descended, and the military killing fist that condensed the true meaning of martial arts and attached the devil's war spear blasted out without reservation with the purgatory dragon flame, making a terrifying scream in the air.

Feeling the terrifying force of the punch through the airflow, Xiaobao's originally playful expression suddenly disappeared, and his eyes became more serious.

The sudden strong wind hindered the unstoppable force of the fist, and also pushed its body, which was almost made of lightning, to dodge forcefully in violation of the laws of physics.

The combination of wind and thunder made Xiaobao's body extremely agile, and he managed to forcibly escape from Lu Wenwu's spatial lock range under normal circumstances where it would have been impossible to dodge.

"boom!"

The military killing fist was as powerful as a giant red dragon. This extremely powerful punch missed and hit the ordinary ground of the ancient arena hard.

There was no splashing of dust and no stirring of smoke.

The force of this punch seemed to be "absorbed" by the ordinary arena soil, leaving no trace at all.

Lu Wenwu even keenly discovered that even the three claw marks that Xiaobao had blasted out at the beginning disappeared silently at some point.

"If it were in the outside world, the power of your punch would be enough to tear apart space and easily kill ordinary mortal gods. But here, my assessment is that you are a greenhorn, so practice more."

Xiaobao's body slowly emerged from the distant lightning.

Wind, rain, and thunder wrapped around its body, making it as terrifying as a storm lord.

"This is called the Arena, a small, independent space, somewhat similar to your Dragon Palace. Only laws can leave traces here. Pure physical attacks are unlikely to cause damage to a place that can repair itself."

"Originally, this Victory Arena was built by the God of War Ares, the God of Fire Hephaestus, at great expense, according to Western barbarian beliefs. He used it to duel with his friends and subordinates. Later, the White Tiger Lord won this place in a bet with Hephaestus and included it in the dungeon system's rewards."

"You're an old Londoner with a Union Jack, yet you're calling the people over there Western barbarians. Is there something wrong with that?" Lu Wenwu said with a strange expression, "You're totally going against the grain!"

"Get out! I have lived in this land of China for hundreds of years. When that old man Zhang Juzheng implemented the Single Whip Law, I was living right under the imperial city!" Xiao Bao's face was full of indignation.

Lu Wenwu laughed and said sarcastically, "AUV, you're wrong, wrong. So you're the master of the Yellow Banner of Baijing. That's so authentic. The master of Baijing is the master!"

"What is the Bordered Yellow Banner? Is this the history of your world?" Xiaobao raised an eyebrow. "You haven't forgotten, have you? The last feudal dynasty here belonged to the Zhu family. The dragon-slaying demon Liu Laodeng incurred public wrath and was killed by a few old monsters resurrected from ancient times. They also cured Zhu's son and wife."

“????”

Lu Wenwu was stunned when he heard this, and his aura became a little scattered.

History and the like are not what he cares about.

The question is what is "your world"?

Has my identity as a time traveler been exposed?

How was it exposed?

Xiao Bao extinguished his aura and slowly floated over to him, his expression amused. "I say, every time I go to a dungeon, it's like traveling through time. You don't think this is something that's hard to detect, do you?"

"If you shoot a brick at our neighborhood, you'll probably see at least seven or eight time travelers. Don't take it personally. It's not a big deal. Time travelers aren't special. Besides, I'm still here."

"Think about it yourself. Without me to help you with your identity, if a living person suddenly appeared out of thin air in modern society and didn't exist in the citizen identity information files, would the local public security bureau investigate you?"

"Forget about your ID code; you don't even have a birth certificate. Do you really think the methods you see in time-travel novels where you can just get a fake ID and get away with it will work? It wouldn't have worked when the Zhu family was in power!"

"Wait a minute, what do you mean when you say time travelers are common?" Lu Wenwu was a little confused. "So they traveled through time in groups? There are many people like me?"

Xiao Bao shrugged. "It can't be helped. A war has engulfed the universe, and this place, serving as a bridgehead on the front lines, needs manpower. The men in our family are all a bit mysophobic, so we've had no choice but to recruit men from various parallel worlds."

"People like you who are born with some special talents, or those with top-notch cultivation talent, who have some special bloodline or special background, or who simply feel that they are compatible, are all drawn here to become glorious dungeon players."

"For the masters above, this isn't a difficult problem to solve. The dungeon system sends players to various worlds every day to 'dig in'. Do you think time travelers are difficult for this world to accept?"

Lu Wenwu scratched his head: "So when we first met."

"Of course I did it on purpose. Otherwise, why would I be so bored as to leave my warm bed and run out into the rain?" Xiao Bao rolled his eyes. "Who would have thought that you, such a daring little bastard, would just reach out and take me away? Even though you're my cat owner, you still want to live in my house and use my furniture."

"Although time travelers are not uncommon, a small number of them believe they are the children of destiny or the protagonists of the world. Some of them are mentally unstable and do some inexplicable things. There are also many who clamor for awakening systems and cheat codes and other nonsense."

"As for those 'Long Aotian' characters in online novels from parallel worlds, you should understand what I mean, right?"

"To prevent this kind of thing from happening, and also to keep an eye on you guys so that you don't get snatched away by the wolves and tigers before you even grow up, the Player Management Bureau will send someone to keep an eye on the traversers after they've located them."

"I was just bored at that time, so I came here."

"I'm so unlucky that I have to be your protector."

If you ignore the fact that Xiaobao's mouth corners kept rising up while he was complaining, this last sentence seemed to be quite convincing.

"That sounds reasonable."

Lu Wenwu felt emotional, thinking that the development of things was beyond his expectations.

It really was an organized time travel, and it was even officially extradited.

From what Xiaobao said, it seems that this matter was led by the Heavenly Court?

Dude, does this count as traveling through time by imperial order?

During the year in the underworld, Lu Wenwu also learned some inside information.

At least he knew in his heart that the powerful beings in the myths were real and the various pantheons were not just rumors.

Moreover, the major divine systems did not experience the situation described in previous online articles where human brains beat out dog brains, but instead were engaged in deep cooperation.

As for some of the pantheons he had heard of in his previous life, here he could only see them in historical archives.

Take, for example, the ancient Indian pantheon.

It’s just a pity that when the great god system took the lead in cooperation, they were unwilling to do so and said that they should be the leaders of the world, and then nothing happened.

The gods of war from all pantheons said they enjoyed the fight.

Especially the one with the lotus root and the monkey who have been idle for a long time without any fight, and the confusing guy holding an axe.

However, Lu Wenwu was not too concerned about wars and destroying mountains and temples.

You could call him selfish or narrow-minded, but he just wanted to take good care of the people around him, happily improve his purity, and research egg-filled pancakes.

"If that's the case, then Maomao..." Lu Wenwu hesitated.

"This is indeed an accident."

Xiaobao spread his hands and the cat's tail behind him, which had returned to its normal state, wagged.

"At the time, I saw this little fellow, whose eyes hadn't yet opened, and he looked quite pitiful. Furthermore, the bloodline within his body showed signs of reversion to his ancestral form, suggesting he should have a good talent for cultivation. So, I decided to take him home and raise him. After all, he's a little life, isn't he?"

"When fellow villagers meet, tears well up in their eyes, right?" Lu Wenwu was a bit amused. "And then they met me, a man of sudden kindness?"

Should I feel lucky?

If Xiaobao, the proud cat, thinks that someone has good talent in cultivation, then that talent must be top-notch.

In fact, this is indeed the case. After drinking the Emperor's juice, Maomao indeed returned to his ancestral state and revealed the bloodline of the divine beast Huodou from the Age of Gods.

It was indeed a great bargain.

Although it sounds a bit abstract that a golden retriever with British ancestral origin can return to its ancestral lineage and produce the blood of Huo Dou, doesn’t it sound even more abstract that Xiaobao, a British shorthair blue cat, turned into a demon and became the first generation guardian of Shenzhou?

Mixed-race hybrid, isn't it amazing!

Xiaobao didn't say anything, but just smiled, crossed his arms, and gave Lu Wenwu a caring look for the mentally retarded.

It clearly said nothing, yet it seemed to say everything.

He was just short of holding up a sign with a few big words written on it: You got off easy, you bastard!

Taking advantage of the fact that Xiaobao seemed to be in a good mood, Lu Wenwu's suicidal thoughts began to stir again.

He couldn't help but ask again, "Baby, you've told me all this. By the way, you're obviously a female cat, so why are you pretending to be a male human?"

"Lu! Wen! Wu! You little bastard, you really want to die!" Xiaobao roared.

(End of this chapter)