193 mass production(1/2)
"here it is?"
Looking at the dirty environment and unpleasant smell around him, Han Li was a little confused.
But within two seconds, Han Li immediately understood.
This is the place where he lost his family and where his destiny was changed.
He seemed to have returned to the day when Huang Manzi had just occupied his home.
But he still couldn't believe it. Is this a dream?
"Xiaoya!"
He looked down and saw Xiaoya hugging him tightly.
Now, Han Li was sure that this was not a dream and that he had indeed been reborn.
Go back to that morning twenty years ago, the morning I lost Xiaoya.
If it weren't for herself, she wouldn't have died at all.
"This time, I want Huang Manzi to pay with blood."
After a night of deep sleep, the boy had completely matured and grown up.
Looking at that weak body, he was shouting that he wanted to pay with blood.
Zhang Liang nodded with satisfaction and did not continue to pay attention.
The plug-in has arrived. As for whether he can take revenge, this is not what Zhang Liang wants to focus on.
People! You still have to rely on yourself.
Along the way, Zhang Liang has already created three 'reborn beings'.
Among them, the first two are little girls.
The one in front of me is the first little boy.
There is no way, he is a person who despises the suffering of the world the most.
Always give people a little hope!
Although he sent out a lot of hope, not everyone is the son of destiny.
In fact, we just happened to meet each other, it was fate.
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Compared to the loving avatar being an old man who delivers cheats, the experience of the evil avatar is much simpler.
In addition to killing ferocious beasts, he also killed people. In one month, he had plowed the entire west.
He basically killed all the ferocious beasts, and also killed a lot of people.
But even so, he still has many believers.
Uh, say he is Satan.
Some say he is the god of death.
There are also Westerners who are proficient in Chinese civilization who call him the Lord of Hell.
Although no one is following him anymore, he has successfully broken into Western mythology, and his status is not low.
Someone probably set up a memorial tablet for him.
Well, pray while eating.
This phenomenon occurs mainly because the dungeons in the West are too messy.
Darker than Hell's Kitchen, every dungeon is a hell no matter day or night.
Some have even developed the prototype of cyberpunk.
But since Zhang Liang passed away, everything has been quiet.
Regardless of whether you are a Kingpin or a governor, in the face of absolute force, you are a paper tiger and will be crushed by them all.
As long as Zhang Liang passes by, at least half of the people in a dungeon will die.
The remaining survivors were naturally grateful to Zhang Liang.
It is not unusual to do something like setting up a memorial tablet.
But Zhang Liang is too lazy to look back, so just do it now!
Nothing can be done to him anyway.
As for why I plowed for the West, the main reason was to improve my proficiency.
But this does not mean that it will be absolutely safe in the future.
Because viruses mutate and evolve.
As long as there are earthworms, the speed of evolution will become faster and faster in the future.
Anyone who really thinks they can rest easy is a fool.
Iceberg, Zhang Liang sits cross-legged on the mountain peak.
At this moment, he focused all his attention on condensing the seeds of sword intent.
At first, Zhang Liang just condensed a wisp of sword intent.
After a month of killing, the seeds of the sword intent of the Immortal Killing Sword are about to take shape.
When the last ray of sword intent was integrated into this seed, the last flaw was filled.
A Sword Intention Seed is completely formed.
The next step is to water the seeds with murderous energy and let them germinate.
Eventually, it developed into a Bingxu Immortal Sword.
When you open your eyes, you will see an endless ice field.
There is no life at all for thousands of miles.
A sword energy fell from high in the sky.
It seemed calm and powerless, but the moment the sword energy fell on the ice field.
A biting chill burst out.
In space, in the control room of the spacecraft, Shen Gongbao looked towards the earth.
"Zhang Daoyou's sword intent is so murderous. If he were in the prehistoric times, he would probably be taken into his sect by Jiejiao. It would be a pity."
In the east, Wang Yuyan, who had closed her eyes to realize the Tao, suddenly opened her eyes and looked straight towards the west.
Although she didn't see anything, she could still feel the shocking sword intent.
Without saying a word, Wang Yuyan flew towards the direction of the sword.
In the RV, Shen Qingxue and Su Quan were enjoying afternoon tea and watching the live broadcast leisurely.
"Oh, this is good!"
"That's right, this is my man."
Shen Qingxue:......
In the dungeon, Yuri is debugging the new robot to see if there are any shortcomings.
As a result, I suddenly felt a murderous sword intent.
During the decisive battle with the Yin Eclipse King, I never encountered such murderous intent.
Where does this devil come from?
With doubts, Yuri quickly opened the chat group to see if anyone could help him.
Another underground city, another deserted corner.
A little girl with one arm was hiding among them. The dust on her face and the clothes on her body made it impossible to tell that she was a girl.
Zhang Liang once again sent a golden finger, but this time it was not rebirth, but the activation of her talent, the spiritual master.
At this moment, the little girl frowned, as if she had a nightmare.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Liang discovered that this little girl's talent was much better than imagined.
It was obvious that she sensed a trace of the evil clone's sword intent.
After casually setting up an illusion, Zhang Liang left again and did not continue to pay attention.
Again, once the golden finger is given away, you will no longer pay attention to it.
As for what happens in the future, it still depends on her fortune.
He is only responsible for planting the seeds. As for what they will grow into, he doesn't care.
The Three Kingdoms of God, in the big tent on the grassland.
To be continued...