Chapter 1135: The Future Him
He couldn't be more familiar with this voice... It was clearly his own voice, but it seemed to be deeper and hoarse compared to his current self.
The future self actually noticed Uriel's snooping, and took the initiative to break the time barrier? !
Lin Qiye tried hard to raise his head, but under the suppression of the mysterious force, he still couldn't see the whole picture of the top of his head, and could only glimpse a corner from the corner of his eye.
At the other end of the long river of time, it seems to be a simple courtyard. Lin Qiye can see the maple tree in the corner of the courtyard, the pond with carp, and the half-playing game of Go on the stone table...
Then, there was a figure standing under a maple tree with his hands behind his back.
Due to the angle, Lin Qiye couldn't see the whole picture of the man clearly, but judging from the voice, he was indeed right.
"Hell?" The figure squinted his eyes, thoughtfully, "So that's how it is..."
Above the valley, Uriel stretched out his broken wings, and the scarlet eye in the broken eye socket squirmed crazily.
As if sensing that the form was wrong, that eyeball quickly manipulated Uriel's body, trying to put away the domain covering the entire valley, and the long river of time flowing above Lin Qiye and An Qingyu also began to fade away...
At this moment, a cold hum came from the other side of the long river of time:
"Since the Shenxu has been opened, whether it can be closed is up to you..."
Under the maple tree, the figure with its hands behind its back stepped lightly on the ground, and an invisible ripple swayed out, passed through the long river of time, and spread rapidly directly from the top of Lin Qiye's head, firmly supporting the fading Seraph Domain, even at the beginning After a long time of fading, it has solidified again!
On Uriel's cheeks, the laughter coming from those thin evil mouths stopped abruptly, and the red bug squirmed wildly, showing a look of horror.
Uriel has lost control of the God Market.
Lin Qiye was bound on a black cross, and witnessed the scene where Uriel's God Market was countered. Suddenly, he was keenly aware of a gaze falling on him from above.
It's him?
He sees me in the future?
Above Lin Qiye, apart from the long river of time, there is nothing else, and the only one who can look at him is his future self...
His future self's counterattack against Shenxu just now shocked him very much. Although he didn't know what state he was at that time, since he could easily control Uriel's body across time, he should at least be in the state of God. That's right.
However, I don't seem to have the ability to counter other people's gods...
Could it be a new ability obtained from other patients later?
If it wasn't because he couldn't raise his head, Lin Qiye would definitely look back to see what he would look like in the future.
Just when Lin Qiye was hesitating whether to open his mouth to talk to his future self, the figure standing under the maple tree narrowed his eyes, bursting out with an astonishing killing intent!
He took out a snow-white long knife from nowhere, and slashed across the sky to the other side of the long river of time!
Lin Qiye recognized that saber, [Chop White], he couldn't be more familiar with it.
But what he never imagined was that the knife slashed by that figure... the target was himself!
A white sword light pierced the space, crossed the barrier of time, and slashed straight at the center of his eyebrows. The cold light appeared in front of Lin Qiye's eyes, making his heart almost stop suddenly!
He wants to kill me? !
Future self, want to kill me? !
Lin Qiye's pupils contracted suddenly. At this moment, his brain went blank, and he even forgot to sink his consciousness into the hospital to carry Monkey King's soul.
Not only him, but even An Qingyu, who was chained to another cross, saw this scene, and his expression changed instantly.
Just when the spatula glow was about to pierce through Lin Qiye's brows, chopping his head into pieces, a blast roared and reverberated in the sky, a black scalpel pierced through the space, smashing the spatula glow into pieces !
After the black scalpel smashed into pieces, it flew upside down and fell into the long river of time above Lin Qiye's head, disappearing.
"Um?"
The figure standing under the maple tree frowned and turned to look in another direction.
Lin Qiye stared blankly at the emptiness in front of him, his back was completely soaked in cold sweat, he came back to his senses after a while, and looked in the direction where the scalpel flew.
In the end, his eyes fell on the long river of time and space above another cross.
That is the top of Anqing fish's head.
A hazy mist emerged from the other end of the long river of time. A figure in a black robe and a hood stood quietly in the mist, like a ghost.
He raised his head slightly, and under the black hood, a familiar yet unfamiliar face of Lin Qiye emerged.
Anqing fish! !
He will never forget An Qingyu's face in his life, but his temperament is completely different from the An Qingyu Lin Qiye is familiar with.
There was no sign of shyness on that fair face. He didn't wear glasses, and his gray eyes rolled indifferently, looking down at everything below him. There was a scar on his forehead, and his whole temperament said It's cold and cold.
Under his feet, there are also fragments of time barriers floating.
That is Anqing fish from the future.
Lin Qiye's mind trembled wildly.
The Anqingyu in the future, like the future self, also sensed Uriel's spying, and broke the barrier of time, intervening in the real world?
How did he do that?
The future An Qingyu glanced lightly at Lin Qiye who was crucified on the cross, and finally landed on the figure in the long river of time above his head.
"Lin Qiye, do you want to commit suicide?" An Qingyu in black robe frowned and said in a deep voice.
"……Oh it's you."
Under the maple tree, the figure with hands behind his back saw An Qingyu in the future, his voice paused, "What do I do, what does it have to do with you?"
Hearing this conversation, Lin Qiye and An Qingyu, who were crucified on the cross, froze in place at the same time.
Ashes danced wildly in the whimpering wind, and the air suddenly fell into a dead silence.
"I didn't expect that we would meet again in this way." An Qingyu glanced at Uriel who was flying in the air. "It seems that I have to thank Nicholas."
For some reason, the moment Uriel felt An Qingyu's gaze, the squirming red eyeballs in Uriel's pupils suddenly froze, and an inexplicable fear made these bugs restless.
"You didn't expect that either?" The figure standing under the maple tree said coldly, "In this world... things that can exceed your expectations should no longer exist? This is another game you set up? Yours What is the purpose?"
