Above the broken bridge, there was an ink-like figure at this moment. He couldn't see the facial features, the figure, but the black water all over his body, but Su Yan could feel that he was looking at himself.
For so long, he has been alone. He bet he has never seen anyone on the bridge before. Who is he? When did it appear again.
Su Yan hurriedly left the Ink River, where the old spring milk will be inspected later. He looked at the shadow and slowly walked onto the Broken Bridge, and the Ink Man also slowly turned around.
"Who are you?" Su Yan stopped and asked.
The entire body of the figure was glowing with pitch-black water, but when he reached out his hand, Su Yan staggered in an instant, as if something in his body had been directly dug away.
Staggering, he quickly held on to the armrest, clutched his chest, and watched a square black Rubik's cube emerge from his body, slowly floating in the man's hand.
It was the system. He actually took the system directly from his body. Su Yan looked at the Rubik's Cube in the man's hand in disbelief, his face was shocked, and his heart roared. Sure enough, he could no longer perceive the existence of the system.
"You, who are you? What's the matter with this system?" Su Yan only felt extremely weak, but couldn't help asking quickly, he knew that this ink man absolutely knew everything about him.
The ink figure did not answer any of Su Yan's words, but lowered his head and kept looking at the Rubik's Cube. Finally, with a light push, the Rubik's Cube came back again, immersed in Su Yan's body, everything was extremely skillful.
"Tell me, who I am, this system won't appear to me inexplicably, right? Who are you, why can you take out the system? Is this system you messed up?" Su Yan quickly roared.
The ink figure didn't say a word from beginning to end, but turned around, turned his back to him, and came to the edge of the broken bridge. With a wave of his hand, the ink world, which was originally only black and white, suddenly appeared in other colors. Vice screen.
Su Yan looked over in a daze.
It seemed to be three people who were running away. The middle-aged man headed by him was wearing white clothes but was dyed red by blood. In his arms, he held a woman in red with a drooping head. He looked at the woman from time to time as he ran. Eyes full of despair.
And beside him, there are two old men, one Su Yan knows, it is the old madman and the wind, but looks younger, and the other is also dressed in strong clothes, but only one arm is left, and the two of them avoid the back from time to time. All kinds of attacks that came.
They are all black gods on their faces!
Who is behind them is not clear, only many small black dots are constantly approaching.
Until the next moment, the three of them stopped with a look of surprise, because in front of them, a man appeared, a man in a robe and a hat, and that man seemed to say something to the three.
The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, then turned his head to look at the chaser who was approaching behind him, gritted his teeth for the last time, nodded, handed the woman in his arms to the man in the hat, and took a Rubik's Cube from him.
The three of them left without looking back, and the man in the hat holding the woman in red also gradually disappeared.
The picture stopped abruptly at this moment, the Ink Man also slowly turned around to look at Su Yan, Su Yan was silent, and finally slowly raised his head.
"That person, is it me?"
The ink man nodded in a rare unexpected way. Su Yan smiled immediately and sat down on the bridge: "It's really nonsense. It turns out that people really have a previous life, and it happened to me, you know, Ever since I found out that something was wrong with me, I was thinking, who am I, a member of the fairy clan or the god clan
Or, as in the novel, the abandoned son of a certain family, or the test product? Because the old madman said that the experiment was successful, or just the halo of the protagonist, let me have the system.
It’s a little bit different from what I thought, but I’ve been chased after all. I’ve seen an old madman, such a powerful person, any ancestor of the immortal emperor who can slaughter this starry sky, he can slaughter two in a row, see just now That way, it seems to follow me in the previous life, so I should be very good. "
Su Yan said with a mockery, as if talking about a trivial matter, in the quiet world of ink and wash, only Su Yan was vocalizing, as if to verify, as if talking to himself.
"That girl is called Yaxin. I seem to have seen it before, but I can’t see her face. Is it my daughter-in-law or younger sister? Well, it should be a daughter-in-law. I remember she was wearing a wedding dress. What is in my arms, can be admired by me in the previous life, must be at the level of beauty and trouble, right?" Shuimoren shook his head gently again.
Su Yan leaned his head directly on the steps, looking at the gray sky, and suddenly exhaled: "It's so boring, chasing after you, it turns out that it's such a thing, I'm really bad, you say, Are you born to be a woman? Look, in Xiaoxia on the earth, not long after I was in love, I burped and made a girl wait for me for so long in vain.
I became a ghost, Hai Qing and Ning Qingwan, which one didn’t nearly die for me. The previous life was worse. Excuse me, if the person who gave me the Rubik’s Cube is alive or dead, I really want to find him," Su Yan said. Asked to the ink painting man over his head.
The ink painting man seems to have only one movement of shaking his head, more like an image left here, an image waiting for Su Yan to open and tell him the truth.
Su Yan stopped speaking. Because of the system's departure, the whole person had already recovered to his original appearance. The black god pattern on his forehead began to appear. With a wave of his hand, the bloody long knife stored in the warehouse appeared.
It was this sharp blade that was contaminated with his own blood. It was used by the wind to kill two ancestors. Just now in the portrait, he saw that the knife in the previous life was the same on his back, but it was black, and it was inserted in the abdomen of the old lunatic. The same color.
Gently touching the blood knife in his hand, Su Yan couldn't tell whether it was a sword or a knife. This was the first time he held it in the palm of his hand. At this moment, the blood knife buzzed, constantly giving Su Yan a familiar feeling. Familiar with the mind.
"Last question, what is my name?"
The ink painting man was silent, and a line of words slowly appeared in front of Su Yan. Looking at the words, Su Yan laughed at his own name and sighed up to the sky.
"Really boring—"
The color of this land of ink and wash began to slowly fade, everything seemed to be just an illusion, slowly being melted, swallowed, and dissipated.
Su Yan was in the depths of the starry sky and slowly turned his head to look at the other side of the broken bridge. There were a dozen huge pillars standing like a moat, really like a sewer, blocking the depth of darkness outside.
Everything is reduced to nothingness, until it all disappears,
Su Yan took the long knife and looked at the quiet starry sky. He didn't know where it was deep. When he moved his throat, he spit out a saliva, and then slowly got up.
"It's fucking tired, it seems that the idea of living in peace needs to be postponed!" (End of this chapter)