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Chapter 93 093. Paradox
"Misty Mountain."

Qiao Mu immediately recalled the name.

At the same time, in the field of vision, blood-red words crawled out from the neckline of the man in front of him.

[He is far more powerful than he looks on the outside. Don’t try to be his enemy. You should be glad that you are teammates this time! 】

It's very reassuring.

"Are you a novelist from the old city?"

Hearing Qiao Mu's words, the man who called himself Wushan thought for a moment.

"Have you been to the old city?"

"Of course, I also took a turn through the red mist."

Qiao Mu patted his chest, wishing he could immediately take out the heart from his chest and show it to the other party.

"Red Mist."

Wu Shan looked at Qiao Mu suspiciously, as if he didn't believe that he could walk out of the red mist properly and still maintain his human form.

"Yeah, Old City Hotel, I also watched your play "The King in Yellow". The warlord Li Qing also died there."

Qiao Mu explained again.

"Li Qing."

Kiriyama's expression became slightly gloomy.

"Li Qing didn't die that easily. He excavated the ruins and obtained some extraordinary items, which were enough to save his life to a certain extent."

He said so.

Qiao Mu then told everything he had encountered in his old city.

In the end, he took out his own waist and sang a song to Wushan.

"Do you still remember when Li Qing died, how many years ago?"

Wushan listened with a slightly embarrassed expression and stared at Qiao Mu's waist in silence for a moment.

He seemed to be thinking about whether the person he was given on this mission was a fellow traveler.

After a while, Wu Shan seemed to have finally given Qiao Mu a suspended sentence, so he asked.

Qiao Mu blurted out the answer to this question without even thinking about it.

"Of course I remember. In the 72nd year of the old calendar, the next day is the Spring Festival. Let's celebrate the New Year!"

".I probably understand."

Wushan was a little stunned, and said in a deep voice.

"When I carried out this task, it was the summer of the 71st year of the lunar calendar. In other words, you went to the future of the old city, a future that I have never touched."

Before Qiao Mu could respond, he muttered to himself again.

"Gucheng Hotel, Hongwu, Li Qing, Tang Xiaomeng and Xia Yi."

Hearing this, Qiao Mu had an idea.

"Ashan, according to this, I have been to the old city of the future, and you are in the past, so now that you know what will happen in the future, can't you change the future?"

If Wushan is really in the past of the old city that Qiao Mu knows, then Wushan can prepare in advance to save Xia Yi and Tang Xiaomeng, and defeat Li Qing's plot. Thinking about it this way, the game of God's Chosen is awesome. !
"Ashan?"

Wushan was confused by Qiao Mu's title, but quickly shook his head.

"You think too much."

He looked at the setting sun that was already only a little twilight, almost shrouded in darkness.

"When a period of time is interfered by the game of God's Chosen, then the cause and effect of that period of time will end and become the ending witnessed by the God's Chosen. Even if I prepare in advance and try to change it in various ways, things will eventually fall on you In that period of history that we know."

"Because I met you here and you told me these things, that period of future was fixed."

"Look, if things had changed, you wouldn't be here telling me that ending, would you?"

"That creates a paradox."

"So, we can't change the ending of the story you know."

To be honest, Qiao Mu didn't understand.

But he still understood a little bit.

"That is to say, Xia Yi will definitely die?"

In Wushan's future and Qiao Mu's past, that young man will still die generously for his ideals.

"A person's character is his destiny."

Wushan sighed.

Qiao Mu quickly understood.

In fact, Wushan is the most difficult person.

Because he already knew that Xia Yi would die because of this a year later, but he had no way to change this fact, he could only watch helplessly as the friends he knew ran to their deaths.Even Qiao Mu suspected that even if Wu Shan told Xia Yi that he would die that night, that young man would still choose the same ending, just to save that era.

"Compared to this, let's focus on the task in front of us."

Kiriyama pointed to the road.

"Our task is to restore the amusement park, but now we don't even see the shadow of the amusement park. I guess this road leads to the amusement park."

He seems to be the chosen one who has experienced several missions, and he is very familiar with it.

"okay."

Qiao Mu followed Wushan, and he found that this thin-looking man was walking on smooth ground on the rugged road. He could easily walk through the rugged rocks, but Qiao Mu himself had to coordinate his hands and feet. Keep them on an even keel by getting them serious.

Suddenly, Wushan stopped and stared at the last bit of the setting sun.

Qiao Mu followed suit.

"Any questions?"

he asked.

"No, it's just beautiful."

Wushan watched the sunset, watching the sky completely plunge into darkness.

"really."

If it wasn't for the fact that the mobile phone couldn't be brought into this world, Qiao Mu would have to take a picture of it.

The two came to the abandoned road.

It was just getting dark at this time, and the road was completely dark. Qiao Mu looked up and found that he could not see the moon or stars. Even if there were no clouds covering the sky, there was only endless darkness.

"Black, so fucking black."

He couldn't help but say.

Wu Shan glanced at Qiao Mu, then took out a pen from his pocket, picked up a stone, and wrote something on it.

The next moment, the stone suddenly burst into a slight light, illuminating the surroundings.

"so amazing."

Qiao Mu took the stone that Wu Shan handed over, and found that there were some fine and detailed old city characters on it.

Through the translation of the Chosen game, he could tell that this was a sentence.

[The moonlight is scattered on the stones, like a fragile dream. 】

"moonlight?"

"You can understand that as long as I write some text descriptions, I can temporarily change the nature of the object, which is why I became a novelist."

Wushan didn't hide his extraordinary power, presumably it was also a gift from the God of Choice game, but he didn't know which god it belonged to.

Qiao Mu suddenly felt that Wushan's fashion value was a bit high.

When entering the God of Choice game, the ability of others is to manipulate and change things, while your ability is to sing with your waist.jpg
But before the two of them could speak again, there were some tooth-piercing movements from the bushes on the side of the road ahead.

Without thinking, Qiao Mu threw the glowing stone and smashed it into the bushes.

The movement quickly became louder.

A pair of dark red eyes lit up in the dark grass.

Soon, under the colorful reflection of the moonlight stones, the two saw a wolf-dog-like creature that was as big as a brown bear slowly walking out. Most of its body was rotten, but it still exuded a ferocious aura.

"I thought of something."

Seeing this, Qiao Mu suddenly spoke.

"what?"

Kiriyama stared at the wolfdog warily and asked.

"It has been said in the animal world that wolves seem to be social creatures?"

The voice just fell.

The wolfhound in front of him raised his head and let out a hoarse howl.

Along with this howl, countless responding howls came one after another from all directions.

Wushan looked at Qiao Mu with a hint of resentment.

"I'm right!"

Qiao Mu clapped his hands, feeling sincerely happy for his wit.

next second.

The wolfhound rushed towards the two of them without any foreshadowing.

(End of this chapter)