"Gu Jun?"
Catherine felt the peacock's shock, and couldn't help wondering, she had never heard of it, why did the peacock seem to see a super rock star...
Super rock star? what is that? Peacock felt this thought, and really wanted to slap himself to let Catherine know what would happen if he didn't respect the secret hero. No matter whether the nightmare man is or not, he can't use the secret hero as a random comparison!
"I really don't know..." Catherine was distressed, "Is he famous in your circle?"
"He is our God." Peacock felt that if he had to use metaphors, he could only say so.
At the same time, Mo Qing asked anxiously: "Mr. Nightmare Man, what do you mean when you say you are Gu Jun?" Jin Zhuzi was also anxious: "Please don't make such jokes with us!" Shuiyu trembled With a voice: "Is it just the same name?"
They all mentioned in their hearts, is it the same name? Nervous so, and nervous about not.
Now the five people know that they come from an unknown future, but now is the golden age, and the disaster has not yet come.
Gu Jun might not be dead yet, but how could it be...
They rescued him from the Dreamland
"I am the Gu Jun you all know." Nightmare Man said calmly, "There is another one, Wu Shiyu."
what! ? Peacock and Mo Qing, who were already enlightened enough, looked at the young woman with short black hair and a slender figure, and suddenly felt even more shocked, and their souls almost flew away.
If Catherine were to use an analogy, the feeling would be that she had just won a 100 million grand prize and hadn't redeemed it yet, and was told that she had an inheritance of hundreds of millions from a foreign uncle.
But who is Wu Shiyu
How did these five land wanderers get so excited
Catherine didn't understand, neither did Tom, Sells-Wang, and others. Which superstar in their circle was it
Of course, of course! The peacock's heart was beating so fast that it was a little uncomfortable, so he had to bend over and put his hands on his knees, and murmured: "That's the goddess of hope..."
How could these people who grew up in the Golden Age understand what the Goddess of Hope means to them children who grew up in the Great Earth City...
In those dark times, as long as you think about the Goddess of Hope, you will feel your mother's gentle consolation and encouraging whispers: Where there is hope, there is light.
The goddess of hope is the beauty of their childhood, the source of courage and hope.
But at this moment, Peacock, Mo Qing and the others are all dumbfounded. Is this true... Although the woman looks pleasing to the eye, she is not like the statues in Dadicheng or the portraits circulated by the people. Compared with Yingqi, the one named Wang Ruoxiang is more similar.
This woman who looks much younger than him is the goddess of hope that he has been thinking about
"Eh?" Wu Shiyu was also in a daze, and being watched by these five strangers, he had no choice but to ask, "Xianjun, what's wrong with me?"
"Probably because they thought that some of Lu Xun's words were said by you." Gu Jun shrugged, "They also thought that some of Lu Xun's words were said by me."
Wu Shiyu understood now, no wonder Tong felt the celebrity portraits on the classroom wall, "Okay, let's go."
During the ten or so seconds when Peacock and the others were shocked, all the Tianji personnel were also surprised, excited and puzzled.
The surprise and excitement is naturally Gu Jun's appearance, he is not dead! With his return, it's like nothing is invincible.
The doubt is also because of him, why is he wearing a mask? What is that spell? Who are those five people next to him, and what are they yelling about
Everyone didn't just wait, Cai Zixuan and Yang Ying, who regained their mobility, went up together and pulled Wang Ruoxiang over. Although she was the craziest one just now, she was the first to recover her consciousness at this time. And Gao Yu, Zhang Zuodong and others over there have not yet fully struggled out...
"Peacock, don't think too much about it, things will be clear later, save people first now."
Listening to the words of "Nightmare Man", the five Peacocks nodded intently. They must perform well and live up to the expectations of the heroes of Tianji!
Gu Jun took the five of them immediately, and asked Lou Xiaoning, who had already contacted the source power of the scriptures after cultivating to the fourth secret, to also walk over, and then made an old seal on these struggling Tianji personnel to purify their spirits. As for those who have not yet completed the third secret, there is no need to rush, and there is no need to share the effect of the old seal.
"Ah cool, come on, it's comfortable..." Lou Xiaoning yelled in pain and joy, "This imprint is good!!"
Gao Yu and the others also shouted in the same way. Afterwards, they gasped, their eyes were much clearer, and their muscles were no longer twisted.
However, under Xue Ba's arrangement, except for Lou Xiaoning, these people came back to stay aside first, and refrained from making any threatening moves.
At the same time, the figures of the dozen or so men in yellow had retreated dozens of steps away.
As for the ordinary people on the four sides of the stage, some people ran over here yelling for help, and then others ran over one after another. The Jacksons ran with their daughter more resolutely than anyone else, and only those who followed that mask could survive!
For the hundreds of people who came running, Cai Zixuan and the others barely maintained order, asking them to stand aside and not to wander around.
"Sir, it's us!" Mr. Jackson yelled endlessly, hoping that his previous acquaintance could bring them closer.
Gu Jun ignored it, and walked towards Mr. Wilde on the ground over there, picked up the blood-stained cloak with a big knife in his hand, but was slightly startled, the cloak was empty... the strange figure just now was not inside. But his eyes have been paying attention to this side, and no one has escaped.
"Huh?" Wu Shiyu was also taken aback, Xue Ba, Lou Xiaoning and the others all looked in surprise.
"Be careful, there is still power behind you..." Wang Ruoxiang, who was resting on the ground, said in a rustling voice, "The audience... I can't tell, but they are not simple phantoms... They are the embodiment of power, the power that these people are calling... that Wilde Mr. is not simple... "
To recall those spiritual experiences just now, pain appeared on her face again, "We can't let that power really come, not at all..."
Everyone looked around, and Gu Jun did the same. They all felt that the strangeness that enveloped this place has not dissipated, and the space is still distorted.
Because during the previous period, no matter what happened on the stage, the figures of those hundreds of thousands of spectators did not move at all, they just watched silently.
call? Gu Jun remembered what Mr. Wilde said before: "The tattered robes of the king in yellow will surely cover the world forever."
King in yellow? His heart sank, Zheng Jialiang kept talking about Hastur's lineage, what kind of king... Yellow King Hastur
"Is that so..." Suddenly, Mr. Wilde's strange voice sounded again.
That deformed old face seemed to appear in the auditorium, it seemed to be there, and it seemed to be on the other side, flashing ghostly among hundreds of thousands of figures, but they all bent their already short bodies as if bowing, not occupying it. any figure.
His tiresome voice kept saying, "Is that so, is it..."
"What the hell is that guy talking about?" Lou Xiaoning said impatiently, "It's damn it!"
Everyone was unclear, but Gu Jun had a sense of imminent danger, and Wang Ruoxiang said in a rustling voice: "He is trying to communicate with that force..."
"Really, haven't seen such a wonderful drama for a long time... But isn't it enough, there is still a lack of death... Death is the greatest catharsis, and the moment of catharsis is the moment to gain the soul... Does this drama have no soul yet, is it so …”
Mr. Wilde's ubiquitous voice grew wilder and filled the vast amphitheatre.
"Is there still a need to die, so that there is a soul!"
Suddenly, a different song sounded, and next to the dozen or so yellow-clothed figures in the distance, rows of more yellow-clothed figures quickly appeared in an illusion.
The figures formed another giant spiral triangle on the stage, enclosing them all with the headless corpses. The common people were so shocked that they couldn't speak, the members of Tianji and the homeless all frowned.
Although the phantoms were all wearing ragged yellow cloaks, the cloaks did not cover their faces, but each face was wearing a mask.
The white mask was exactly the one Gu Jun wore on his face.
"Is that so!" cried Mr. Wilde's mad voice, "then begin the last act of the drama!"