Chapter 259 (1/2)

”It's getting more chaotic... This dying world.”

Cheng Yu leaned against the wall and looked out at the spiritual realm submerged by rain and fog. He said to himself with a cigarette in his mouth.

Fei Jun, who was sitting at his desk reading all kinds of documents, frowned and looked up at him: ”middle two?”

”Lying trough, where did I get the second grade? Isn't that true?” Cheng Yu's eyes widened. ”Brother Fei, it's OK to write and shoot a large film about the things over there in Qingcheng these days. It has to be an upper, middle and lower trilogy, an extended version.”

Fei Jun held the document in his hand, which was a brief report of various events in Qingcheng. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the total number of deaths above, and couldn't help shaking his head.

”A demon king, destiny meeting, all kinds of black technology weapons...”

Feijun didn't understand why they came to the ice city. It didn't take long for things to become so complicated.

”It's complicated, isn't it?” Zheng Guodong didn't know when he appeared at the door and said with a bitter smile, ”it seems that we are far behind.”

Fei Jun nodded, thumbed through the information and sighed from time to time.

”Well, what can I sigh about? Sooner or later, I will have a wave with the demon king A. after the real man comes back, this kind of thing is inevitable.”

He patted Zheng Guodong on the shoulder. Xing Yue, dressed in black, walked into the room. His fingers were light. All the documents on the table floated up, like being hung in the air by some very thin transparent silk thread.

He snapped his fingers, and several reports gathered and flew into his hands.

As for the others, they flew neatly to the Feijun table holding their arms and speechless.

Cheng Yu couldn't help clapping: ”it's my brother Xing, pretending to be forced like the wind!”

”Hum, fuck.” Xing Yue looked through the reports in his hand, picked out two and put them in front of Fei Jun, ”a and other extraordinary people, fate will be, soul Dan concentrated bomb, Shuangyue City destruction... How much information?”

Fei Jun pinched his eyebrows: ”a and other demon king... Didn't expect to lead out so many things.”

”It is not it that leads to things, but fate.” Zheng Guodong lit a cigarette and took a puff. ”Even if the man didn't go back, the script would still play like this, but there was no such twists and turns.”

”Lying trough, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?” Cheng Yu looked at Zheng Guodong, Fei Jun and Xing Yue. He felt like a fool.

”In short, a demon king, that man, the state of Tang, a and other extraordinary people are all predetermined roles and chess pieces of the fate meeting. Even if one or two are missing, it doesn't matter. The final result will still happen like this.” Xing Yue snapped his fingers again, and the document flew out of Fei Jun's hand and into his hand.

Fei Jun: ”... You're sick.”

Xing Yue pretended not to hear: ”Although it is an accident that the demon king a attacks Qingcheng City, in the final analysis, it will happen sooner or later. Even if the demon king a does not attack Qingcheng city because that person uses a disguised nuclear bomb, the fate will provoke him and let him appear. At that time, Rongcheng City or Dongcheng city may be attacked Anshi, maybe Shangjing. There may even be dozens of cities attacked together as last time. ”

”Er, what's the situation of the A-class extraordinary? What do you say that the A-class demon king is not in Qifeng mountain, and then... By the way, this goods can move quickly? He went directly to Qingcheng city and stayed for a while?” Cheng Yu was confused. What he understood was far less than the amount of information he saw.

”The class a supernatural is just a chess piece to convey information, that's all. His role is to let the returning person know that there are class a supernatural in this world and that the class a demon king is not in the spirit realm of Qifeng mountain.” Zheng Guodong nodded.

The cigarette end burned to the end, and Cheng Yu screamed, feeling that his head was not enough.