My identity
I was taken aback, and the thoughts in my mind immediately ran away: Damn, what identity do I have? Ever since I was young, I’ve been a poor little handsome guy who has been selected as a candidate for the top ten people in the country!
Today, it is even more miserable under the fence of sending people, relying on this little white face, to the extent of eating soft rice with the beautiful Meng Dabei! Is it possible that I have any hidden line of life
Actually, my father is the head of an ancient family who lives in seclusion in that broken village just to experience the joys and sorrows of the world
Or, my mother is a lost princess from a small country, and I still have royal blood? Smelly fish, what are you doing standing stupidly? Come over and see this young master soon, bah bah, it's the prince!
Yu Mingjie grinned, and exclaimed mercilessly: "Damn, just you? Return the prince! I think you are not as good as a toad. You grow crooked melons and jujubes. The genes of the royal family are those of the royal family. You can't give birth to a guy like you during a fucking mutation!"
When I heard this, I wasn’t happy on the spot: "Hey, what do you mean by that boy? I admit it. We have grown so many pounds of fat recently! Can the term crooked melon and split date be linked to me? Meng Big beauty, captain of the University of Wen, you both are big Bole who knows heroes with insight, tell me, how do I look like?"
After hearing the words, everyone couldn't help laughing.
The beautiful Meng Damei stood in front of me very face-to-face, and said with her arms akimbo: "Dead fish, I don't allow you to slander my clowns! He is not crooked melons and jujubes, at best, what is it... !"
Everyone roared with laughter.
I looked at her with bitter resentment, and felt sad: "Beauty Meng, you, are you complimenting me or hurting me! Where did the couple who agreed to go so affectionately?"
Meng Gantang grinned, grabbed my face and squeezed, and said intimately: "It's okay, we are ugly when we are ugly, but your soul is beautiful! I just like you!"
I angrily knocked her hand off.
The crowd played for a while, and the depressive atmosphere brought about by the long discussion finally dissipated.
At this time, the old bandit lifted his hand and said with a smile: "Okay, don't make each of them stinky! Boy Yan, don't give me a fool of guessing there too! I said your boy's memory is even mine. Old bones are inferior, forget, are you the same Chosen as Guiguzi back then?"
Chosen!
When everyone heard these three words, they suddenly changed the ease before. Because I had never taken it seriously, I didn't tell Meng Gantang about this matter.
But she seemed to have heard the legend of the Chosen One, and upon hearing that, she cried out unbelievably, "What did you say? This, this guy is the Chosen One?"
Wen Fang was surprised: "Sister Meng, don't you know? According to my uncle and I's multiple verifications, this guy is indeed the one who is beyond the three kinds of insect hunters. Didn't he tell you?"
"Okay, you ill-conscientious fellow who eats my old mother and drinks my old mother all day long. You don't tell my old mother about such a big thing, and you lie to my old mother that you are a bug person, and I am mad at me!"
As I spoke, the lady grabbed my ears hard.
I grinned with pain, and begged for mercy repeatedly, "Oh, what is your grandma's madness? Let go, your ears are about to be pinched for you, what is there to say about this mess? Besides, we are the bastards against mung beans. What a pure and beautiful feeling, what's the point of mentioning this to you?"
After Meng Gantang tortured both of my ears in desperation, Wen Fang's persuasion finally let go of me angrily, and then coldly snorted, "Huh, this is not over! When I go back, I will be slower." Slowly digest you!"
Like a pardon, I cast seven or eight grateful eyes to Wen Fang in one breath.
After that, Qingqing jumped to the old bandit's side, and angered: "You old thing, you can't separate occasions when you talk? Quickly recruit from the ground. What is going on with this day's pick? I patronized and wondered last time. Your little niece was kidnapped, and I really didn’t listen carefully!"
"The speciality of the Chosen One is not reflected in his power, but in his identity!"
When it comes to business matters, the old bandit is too lazy to care about me, and solemnly said: "According to our ancestors of the worms, the Chosen is a type of person chosen by the heavens to balance the destruction of all things by the zerg. At the same time. The talents of the three insect hunters are mysterious and unusual, and they are naturally favored by the heavens. No matter what happens, they will turn into good fortune."
"At first, my little niece and I just found out that you kid have the ability to hire bug people!"
"But afterwards, it was discovered that once the Zerg got on your boy, it would be like a meat bun hitting a dog, and it would never come out again! That's why you are considered to be the Chosen One!"
"However, at that time, my little niece and I were a little unbelievable! After all, the Chosen One only exists in various records, and I have never heard anyone say that I have seen it with my own eyes!"
"Slowly, we are going through more and more things, which time is not thrilling, nine deaths? But no one has ever had an accident! Now, we can't believe it!"
"Plus, didn't the dakini also said that you are the one chosen by the gods? Therefore, the fact that your kid is the Chosen One is not only our speculation, but the fact!"
"As for, why can you enter God's eyes with your body? I think it must be because of this!"
I was stunned by what he said, quite an illusion like yesterday's dream!
There is a saying that shots out, many times, being special is definitely not a good thing!
For example, right now: All of them are in the so-called soul state. I am the only one who specializes, and I carry all the arms and legs in the house.
In this weird ancient city of giant ice, there are still a group of guys who don’t know whether they are ghosts or not. This is definitely not a good thing for me!
The more I thought about it, the more I became scared, so I said with a sad face, "It's over, it's over. The countless blood lessons in history tell us that all mavericks will not end well in the end!"
"Think of me, Yan, who has always been a stepping stone to the team, everyone's bully. Unexpectedly, the ruthless fate will end up being labeled as a classifier. It must be good or bad, even the corpse is a damn thing. Can't get it out, me, who the hell am I offending!"
Yu Mingjie walked over happily and pressed my shoulders and said: "Big pie, this is a good thing, why are you the same as your dead father and mother?"
"You kid, haven't you been thinking about how to put an onion on a pig's nose to install an elephant? This time it's fine, and the onion is also not inserted. You have directly changed from a pig to an elephant. This is a great thing! Come, give me a smile!"
I buzzed my head, so I could hit the rock guy in the face with a punch.
Thanks to Wenfang who found out that I was wrong in time, she hurriedly stepped in between me and him, comforting me: "Yan Zhi, don't think about it! Being special doesn't necessarily mean all bad things, let alone. Uncle’s guess has not yet been confirmed!"
"If you only have a shadow, but we don't, I would conclude that this is in the eyes of the gods. I always find it hard to believe! You think, if we are really souls, how can you reach us? And, we What's the matter with the equipment and food?"
I was shocked, and I was about to clap my hands and shout, yes, as the saying goes, people and ghosts have different paths. If Wenfang and they are really souls, how can I still touch them
However, before I could say this, I was interrupted by more than a dozen bright lights that suddenly lit up around me: "Hahahaha, there are no illusions under the prestige! The land digger is indeed very knowledgeable, and it can be inferred from a few words. Come out here in the eyes of the gods, admire, admire!"
The old bandit reacted fastest and yelled: "No, we are surrounded!"
Immediately greeted everyone, took out their weapons, and swiftly formed a circle, and said vigilantly: "Friend, who are you? You know the name of the next point, can you show up?"
I've been losing my mind just now because that voice sounds very familiar!
At this moment, as soon as the old bandit's voice fell, I found the source of this familiarity and shouted: "Damn, old thief, it's you! Are you not dead?"
At this moment, all the beams of light hitting our faces were withdrawn, and a person wearing a mask came out from the darkness... (End of this chapter)