My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

In the Mayan land.

"The war is about to begin... I have to hide better." Tang Meng curled up in the air-raid shelter, her heart a little tense, she just had to hide like Udula.

It's useless after all.

Even if the Mayan civilization was annihilated by the entire army, the other side destroyed the lair. It was far away from the center, and the other side could hardly find her.

Even if the Mayan civilization is completely destroyed, as long as Yudura does not die, there is hope... Other people also have this kind of strong consciousness.

In the room, Huang Jinbi Meng Tang Meng, sitting in a huge basement.

"Hello Teacher Tang!"

"Hello Teacher Tang!"

A young high school student passed by by chance.

Tang Meng nodded. He did not expect that this single research dog would bring a group of students about ten years younger than him, and teach them to class.

"Today, we are here to practice martial arts!" She said: "We, as the great witch clan, the mortals have recovered, and we have to be self-reliant and cannot live in their camp for protecting survivors."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

They are all students from the nearby survivor camp, where they work as Golden Beamon.

It is a group of students from a local key high school living in the dormitory and the adjacent school district building. Because the student organization is very disciplined and very concentrated, the retreat is orderly, resulting in a very large number of survivors.

They were originally going to evacuate to a farther place. Who knew that there was an accident in the vehicle on the way, and the teacher leading the team was almost dead. They could only stop at a location hundreds of kilometers away, and the other convoys who asked for help did not pay attention to them.

Fortunately, the students were smarter. After working hard for a while, the smart people thought of satellite phones and asked for help, just like Tang Meng.

With the help of Tang Meng and the Maya civilization, they returned here again.

At first, they were full of excitement.

Isn't he the son of destiny?

Got back to school again?

How the Mayan civilization appeared near the school I used to be, I'm afraid it is destined.

They feel that they can save the world and have extraordinary power... It's just a pity that the reality is still cruel, and it has dealt them a heavy blow.

"After all, how can geniuses appear so easily?"

After the class, Tang Meng sighed and looked at the little boys who flirted with themselves, showing their hospitality everywhere, and couldn't help being speechless, "In this world, how can you eat old cows with tender grass? Those beautiful female students are not good. Huh?"

Naturally, she knew that these students knew that Tang Meng was the apprentice of that ancient existence, and the younger sister of Udula.

The ancient sect that entered the Night Banquet of Gods and Demons, there is a mighty force that can travel through time and space, so I wanted to hug my thighs.

She was shocked in her ears. After she left, she heard the students discussing,

"Hey, Teacher Tang is the proud son of heaven, right? The myth has descended, and he can become a disciple of the saint!"

"Yudula's junior sister, her status is too high."

They discussed.

Others, instead of asking too much, discussed other students.

"Speaking of, our school district building, dozens of families, basically all escaped at the time... But why is Fu Qingjun not here?"

"I don't know, he didn't come to class that day. Maybe he skipped class and went to the Internet cafe?"

"Is it even more impossible, the big guy in the key class, with his personality, can skip the college entrance examination and go to the Internet cafe?"

There was a lot of discussion around.

Tang Meng came back to pick up the things and asked, "You were talking about that day, you disappeared for no reason, did you not gather the students who fled? What kind of person was that?"

Tang Meng and the students get closer and talk about family life.

"capitalist!"

"capitalist!"

All around answered in unison.

Tang Meng was stunned, feeling a bit inexplicable.

You said that, how about the dead classmates? After all, the third year of high school is the most carefree and simple age. What did that student do to get everyone to evaluate him that way?

She calmed down, packed up her things and left.

Suddenly, the snail-shaped phone worm she placed in the office got a subpoena from Udula.

The Night Banquet of the Gods and Demons, only those who have not reincarnated can reincarnate in it to communicate.

Sister Sister, although she has been in the night banquet, she can't get in because she has been reincarnated as a species, unless she has died in this life and condenses the second life in it, so we can meet...

Therefore, she could only communicate with this Senior Sister Yudura, who had never met before.

She looked at the information:

"Master, tell Senior Sister at the Night Banquet of Gods and Demons that he wants to open the tunnel of time, from the future, to our past time and space?"

Tang Meng was shocked.

She is an ancient person hundreds of thousands of years ago, which is still incredible to her.

But she sorted out her thoughts, "Sure enough, the era when I was reincarnated was hundreds of thousands of years later.... As the son of the Nvwa, I have heard the news... The prehistoric Western God, In the sea floor of Atlantis, open a space tunnel to allow the world to see the distant nodes of the era."

The time is right.

In other words...

She and her senior sister Yudula discussed the mysterious identity of the master countless times, but they have been puzzled.

It turns out that Master is actually the God of the West?

She took a deep breath, "Sure enough, I didn't make any mistakes. The Night Banquet of Gods and Demons, above every time and space of the earth, is an ancient nameless **** who trades life in the world and trades people's hairline for everything. ..."

"Many famous mythological figures in history, the Buddha before, and even the God in front of us... are all great figures in the night banquet in history. They still have a very high position today. I don't know how many reincarnations have been made!"

Suddenly she remembered the infinite flow in the main **** space, constantly reincarnating, becoming stronger, and exchanging something...

She paused, having confirmed the identity of the master, she couldn't help being shocked. After all, this big brother is one of the most lofty...

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"Also, I am now the subordinate of His Royal Highness Nuwa. If I were found to be a disciple of God, would I be beaten to death by the descendants of this Eastern saint as a twenty-five son?"

She has a tingling scalp.

A flick of the dull hair on the top of the head ~www.readwn.com~ turned into a "dangerous" character by itself.

As she continued to watch, Udula said:

"Our mysterious master, let those existences come. Although I don't think that the civilization of Taoist people in the fourth stage of later generations will be more prosperous than ours, I still hope you can receive them."

Let me come to the reception?

She thought about it, this important task can indeed only be entrusted to her, after all, it is also the disciple who exists.

But Udula is indeed right. The civilization over there may have a few evildoers from the top powerhouses, but on the surface, the overall strength is far less than the number of Maya civilizations, even one-tenth of them. There is no true god.

Because of the serious civil war next door, the Mayan civilization has been peacefully exploding its troops.

"Well, let me entertain the other party." She thought for a while, and suddenly the hair on her head was curled up, a space tunnel appeared in front of her, and a true **** descended!

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