"Su Mingan is going to attack us, he rolled us up!"
"Hurry... let's go."
"If Su Mingan makes a move on me, I will never like him again. I will stop being his fan! I will turn against him!" Li Aong gritted his teeth.
But Su Mingan didn't care.
He called out "Su Lin" in a low and slow voice.
Immediately, a door as white as snow opened beside him, carved with angels and wings. A young man in a windbreaker walked out slowly with his arms folded across his chest.
Su Mingan said softly, "I didn't know you could come so timely."
The God of Cloud City glanced at him and said, "I was tracking these people nearby." He glanced coldly at the people who were rolled up by the white tentacles and said, "I really don't like them."
A group of lucky people, some of whom don’t even dare to kill a chicken, yet they still plunder other people’s lives wantonly.
If these people's real bodies were to stand here, they wouldn't even be able to reach the edge of the emperor. It was just that "Lord of Dreams" who gave these people the vision and arrogance of a higher dimension.
Su Mingan didn't need to say anything more, as pure white light bloomed from the palm of the god of Yunshang City.
The next moment, the struggling people suddenly became quiet, they lowered their heads, as if they had fallen into a coma.
Those who penetrated the "book" entered with their souls. Coincidentally, the gods of Yunshang City could directly extract their souls and completely restrain them.
"Do you want to wipe out all their souls?" Su Mingan said.
"I will examine their experiences." The God of Yunshang City said calmly: "Those who are kind will be punished lightly and warned severely. Those who have committed crimes will be killed without mercy."
Su Mingan's brows twitched... The way he examined sins, he was truly a genuine god.
At this time, a mirror fell from the arms of the townsman, reflecting a beautiful woman with blonde hair, blue eyes like the sea, red lips like fire, and a good figure. Her cheeks were slightly round, and her facial features were pleasing to the eye, showing a healthy beauty. Even above the shoulders, one could see the swan-like neck and delicate collarbone.
"Ding Dong!" A system prompt sounded.
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[You have acquired the image of the Supreme Lord (2/5)]
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Su Mingan was stunned, his eyes filled with confusion.
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【You have triggered the reasoning mode. 】
[Clue 4: One-fifth of the Supreme Lord's image: You discovered that the Supreme Lord is a gorgeous female human. Before that, you discovered that the Supreme Lord was a plain-looking male human.]
【Clue link! 】
【Inference 2: Could it be that the Supreme Lord has two heads, one male and one female?】
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...What an outrageous inference! Could the Supreme Lord be a Hydra?
Su Mingan put away the mirror and put the unconscious townspeople down.
The girl with her hair tied in a bun was lying in the rain, her pale cheeks covered with frost, having been attacked by the witch's power. Her palms were stretched towards the sacred mountain, as if she was worried about her god.
The red rain was dripping, Su Mingan squatted down and gently patted Tao'er's cheek.
Tao'er was not possessed, but fainted at the moment the rain fell.
This red rain should be a special heavy rain created by the people of Luowasha who are eager for "them" to come. It can reduce the inadaptability of "their" souls to this place. It's like when colonists come to a new place, they have to wash themselves first. However, some local people with weak constitutions can hardly withstand such special rain.
The girl's cheeks were covered with icicles.
"Tao'er?"
Su Mingan didn't expect to see her in the Second Era. The last time he saw her, she was with Li Mingyue. The time was very long. She was not an immortal...
He patted her cheek gently, trying to wake her up:
"Tao'er?"
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The dusk seeped into the window frame like diluted ink, and Mo Chenqing staggered and pushed open the mottled paulownia door.
Rainwater was dripping from the eaves, and rust-red water marks as thin as gossamer were winding along the corrugated tiles, like capillaries cracked in the sky, relatively sparse and inconspicuous.
The tired-looking man pushed open the old wooden door. Under the wet windowsill, Mo Chunyan, dressed in a simple long dress, was lying on the bedside table, writing something with a pen.
"Yannier, why are you up?" Mo Chenqing's voice was mixed with rust, and he hurried forward: "You went out with your brother all night, and you got sick when you came back. You should lie down and have a good rest."
Mo Chunyan coughed, her expression forced and soft: "I want to... create something, even if it's just some firewood, a few grains of rice... Dad, our family is about to collapse because of our illness."
"It's okay, it's okay." Mo Chenqing dug his knuckles into the ragged collar of his clothes, the paper bag rustled, and the dark golden pill rolled in his palm. He swallowed his saliva: "Yannier, Dad has brought the medicine. Take this medicine and you will be cured, cured..."
This was the medicine he got in exchange for throwing dirty water on Sique on TV.
Mo Chunyan asked in confusion: "Dad, where did you get this? Our family doesn't have that much money..."
Her words stopped abruptly. Mo Chenqing endured the huge condemnation of his conscience. His wrist trembled like an autumn leaf in the wind, but he held the pill firmly between his daughter's lips, "Swallow it, and we will be cured, we will be cured..."
The last note was scattered in the rising sound of rain, turning into vague whimpers.
Seeing that his daughter's breathing was no longer rapid, Mo Chenqing told her to go to bed and walked out the door, thinking about getting some money. His daughter's recovery would require money, and his own cough was not getting better either.
"First, I'll go get a job... I remember the docks are still hiring temporary workers, and they'll pay them by the day, but they may not hire people my age... Yes, wrap your hair with rags, stuff your chest with grass leaves, pretend to be strong, and you should be able to work. I wonder if you can get 3 Shar coins. At night, you can also go to the tavern to work the late shift, they're hiring a janitor, and if you work until 2 a.m., you should be able to get 4 Shar coins. Then... oh, then go to the hillside outside the city, pick some early morning flowers for Chunnier, and make a wreath. This is what Chunnier has always wanted, and she's been thinking about it for a long time. Finally, go back and lie down for a while, and continue working during the day... In this way, I should be able to buy some nutritional supplements for Chunnier, a box of which costs 5 Shar coins. As for me, just eating bread is enough, and I only need 1 Shar coin to be full..."
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