Become a Summoner today

Chapter 542

"Anxiao, you'd better give me enough time!" The majestic voice sounded like an oracle suddenly, and the pure and strong power pressed Anxiao so painfully that she had to retreat into the depths of the darkness.

A faint warmth emerged from Su Yun's body, turning into spring breeze and permeating her whole body.

"What you see in your dream is a possibility of the future, not the real future." Ming Zhao said softly.

"A certain possibility in the future?" Su Yun bit her tongue and asked, "How likely is this possibility to become a reality?"

"About [-]%," Ming Zhao said sadly, "Although it is a bit regrettable, it is the truth."

"[-]%? That means there is still a [-]% possibility—this future won't happen?!" Su Yun asked rhetorically.

Mingzhao nodded: "Yes, [-]% of the possibilities become a reality, which means that you have a [-]% chance of reversing the future. But to replace the [-]% possibility with the [-]% possibility, it is simply as difficult as heaven! Unless You have a realm beyond Emperor Wu! But this is absolutely impossible, with your current aptitude—”

"You are wrong! Even if there is only one thousandth hope, I will do my best to grab it! Because this is the last hope! Besides, the possibility of reversing the future is [-]%! How can I give up!" Su Yun clenched her hands tightly Fist, she didn't want to experience the despair that seemed to wrap her heart like a poisonous snake in reality!

"What do you mean—you want to seize this little hope?" Mingzhao was taken aback. When he first saw Su Yun, he just regarded her as an opportunity for resurrection, but now it seems that it is God's will in the dark. , this girl is really extraordinary!He doesn't even have the cultivation base of Wu Zun, so he dares to challenge fate!
If someone else said such things, he would definitely think that he was arrogant and ignorant, but she—he didn't dare to comment like that!
Su Yun smiled and corrected: "It's not a little hope, it's a [-]% hope! It's a hundred times as much as a thousandth hope!"

"Sure enough, I saw you right!" Ming Zhao said with admiration.

Su Yun said: "Tell me, what is the first step to change the future?"

Mingzhao heard the words, and his smile grew stronger: "If you want to change the future, you have to—"

……

Cui Minghao was in a bad mood.

In order to find out the whereabouts of Jun Wuyao, he tried all means, and completely offended Huang Luo's Xin Jun and his wife and the forces behind them, but in the end he found nothing, and even fell in love with Jun Luohua for nothing.

Thinking of facing the wrath of his ancestors after returning to China, his steps were unusually heavy.

The Jun family has always been ungrateful and ungrateful, no one will forgive his failure just because of his hard work, let alone——

If Jun Wuya knew that he was carrying the secret mission of arresting Jun Wuyao when he was sent to Huang Luo, he would definitely not be able to see the sun of tomorrow!
"Oh!" Cui Minghao couldn't help but let out a long sigh when he thought of the difficulty ahead!

Hearing his lament, the rest of the members of the mission were also deeply frowning: the Jun family's direct descendants don't know how to explain to their ancestors, and what to do to hide it from Jun Wuya; Worried about being held accountable by the elders!
This group of young people went to Huangluo arrogantly with the confidence to guide the country, but the result was——returned in a big defeat!Still lost to the West Continent in the field of pharmacists who are best at!

Thinking of this, there were groans in the campsite one after another.

The wind picked up and brought some strange smells, similar to the musty smell from a warehouse that hadn't been ventilated for a long time, mixed with the smell of rot, and... the smell of blood!

"Everyone is on alert!" Cui Minghao yelled, "Everyone who is awake cheers me up, there is... a situation!"

Hearing Cui Minghao's reminder, the listless crowd picked up their weapons and walked out of the tent, but——

It's too late!
At some point, a mist rose on the plain. Dozens of men in black stood quietly in the mist. The strange smell that they had just smelled came from their bodies.

These assassins are all wearing fog-colored cloaks and white masks on their faces. The expressions of crying or laughing are drawn with blood-red lines on the masks, which looks weird and terrifying.

"Who are you! Why are you blocking my way!" Cui Minghao snapped.

No one answered him, and everyone was as silent as death.

Cui Minghao then repeated the question again.

This time, someone finally answered.

"The person who sent you to hell." A cold voice sounded, Cui Minghao looked around and saw a man with a distinctive mask.

I saw him in white clothes, standing in the darkness, so lonely and desolate, only half a mask was on his handsome face, revealing a straight nose bridge and beautiful lip line, black hair full of moisture, flowing down his shoulders It hangs down heavily, like silk satin.

"Who is your Excellency?" Cui Minghao bluffed. The man in white hadn't made a move yet, but he already felt that he was no match for the man—his aura was as hazy and unfathomable as the thick fog covering the plain.

The man smiled: "I won't answer the same question twice."

"You—" Cui Minghao clenched his fists and bluffed, "You can be regarded as an outsider, why are you with this group of thieves who dare not even show your face!"

"Do you know who I am?" The man said softly, his voice was as cold as the moon, which made people freeze from the bottom of their hearts.

"I don't know who you are, but I know someone with the same level of cultivation as you... I don't believe someone like you..." Cui Minghao said angrily, suddenly felt that his vision was a little shifted, and his eyes rolled , found that the body had been separated from the head at some point!A lot of blood spurted out from the neck!

"Pong-"

The body fell forward, but the head flew more than 30 meters with blood streaks before landing.

The man in white who killed Cui Minghao while sighing took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped off the blood accidentally splashed on his cheek, and sighed: "As expected, a man's blood is not as sweet as a woman's blood!"

All the members of the mission were stunned, and it wasn't until Cui Minghao's head rolled to his feet that they truly realized that this group of black-clothed masks who seemed to come from hell wanted to kill them!

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" A terrified scream rose from the ground, piercing the silence of dawn!
Hearing the sound, the man with half mask smiled, and said, "Sure enough, none of them can do it, then—kill them all! Fortunately, I still hope that you will resist desperately." The second half of the sentence is close to complaining. .

Hearing the bloodthirsty order, all the men in black rushed to the camp!
Peng!Peng!Peng!The blood mist exploded, and the blood quickly filled the air. Death and screams were everywhere. Only the half-masked man in white stood in the pool of blood, as deserted as a moon.

The massacre ended soon, and the man in white walked towards the small tent that was still lit at the end, stepping on blood that hadn't covered the soles of his shoes.

There lived the little princess of the Jun family who was the most honorable in the mission.

"Little princess, all your subordinates are dead, and you should be on your way." The man said sadly, and with one hand he waved, the entire tent was torn apart!
In the chaos, Jun Luohua stood stubbornly with a cane in his hand, and beside her stood a person that the man did not expect at all.

"Why are you here!" he asked aloud.

Su Yun pursed her lips: "Why can't I be here! I still want to know who you are! Why are you here! Why did you kill the Flying Eagle Mission! What is your purpose!"

(End of this chapter)