Group chat of all heavens: My superpowers are too despicable

Chapter 46: The opportunity to intercept, the saint who came for the people [Seeking follow-up reading]

Fuzhou City.

"He went anyway."

"Is it the inertia of the plot or is it fate?"

“I can’t really do anything.”

"I'm a piece of shit."

Song Yi looked at the empty room and the farewell letter on the table.

Song Yi's eyes rolled back and tears as big as beans fell down, creating a small puddle.

If Zhao Gongming saw this scene, he would certainly sigh at the tearful constitution of the female protagonist in the female channel. She would cry as soon as she said she would, and the amount was astonishingly large, just like peeing.

"No, I can't just give up."

"There is."

"Manggu Zhuha, yes, Manggu Zhuha."

"The book briefly described the origin of the Manggu Red Clam. It was originally obtained by the previous gang leader, but the former gang leader was afraid that it would be taken away by his adoptive father, so he hid it and swallowed it himself, so he did not refine it."

"After the death of the previous gang leader, the Manggu Zhuha was rediscovered and later acquired by Tang Siyao, the granddaughter of the head of the Tang Clan in Shu."

"Tang Siyao participated in the martial arts conference and was killed by the hero in one blow. The Manggu Red Clam reappeared in the light of day and became the hero's trophy. Later, the hero ate the Manggu Red Clam and used secret methods to gain a physique that was immune to all poisons and cultivated into a Glazed Vajra Body."

"I can intercept it."

"Yes, intercept."

"As long as Tang Siyao is killed in advance, the Manggu Zhuha can be obtained, and the hero's chance will be cut off. In this way, the hero will not lead his troops to attack Southern Shaolin in the future because he wants to practice the Liuli Vajra Body."

"Dongli will not make an enemy of him, and there is a high probability that he will not die later."

"If Donglai is allowed to swallow the Manggu Red Clam and then return to Southern Shaolin to obtain the method for practicing the Glazed Vajra Body, after he has mastered it, even a late-stage male protagonist will not be able to kill him."

"Yes."

“This is the key to breaking the deadlock.”

"I'm sorry Miss Tang, for Donglai, and for Donglai and my future, I have no choice but to sacrifice you."

"Perhaps, since you know the story between Donglai and me, you will help us get together."

Song Yi's eyes turned red and she began to plan how to assassinate Tang Siyao.

Song Yi was fully confident about how to assassinate Tang Siyao.

As described in the original novel, when Tang Siyao went to the capital, she encountered an attack. Her personal maid and the Tang Clan guards who secretly protected her were all killed in the attack.

Tang Siyao herself was also seriously injured.

Even at the martial arts conference in the capital, her injuries had not yet recovered. She went into battle with injuries and died on the ring.

If it were during his heyday and he had someone to protect him, Song Yi would naturally not dare to have any ideas.

But what if Tang Siyao is left alone and seriously injured?
Killing her doesn't seem difficult.

As long as she plans carefully, she will have at least an 80% chance of killing her.

Thinking of this, Song Yi began to plan to kill Tang Siyao.

In the evening, a patient came to the clinic for treatment and found the door closed with a sign hanging on it.

[I am going on a long journey to collect herbs, and the museum is closed for three months. 】

"Huh? Closed for three months? What kind of magical herbs is Miss Song Yi collecting? She is actually going on a long journey for three months. Is she planning to go to the Western Regions to collect herbs?"

"Forget it, I'll just go next door and take a look."

"If it weren't for Miss Song Yi's expertise in treating external injuries, I wouldn't have rushed all the way here from the north of the city. It seems like this was a wasted trip."

The man whose arm was bitten by a dog said helplessly.

"Forget it, let's go."

"Do you think Miss Song Yi will go to the capital to participate in the martial arts conference?"

"You are kidding me. Does Miss Song Yi know martial arts? Why are you on the ring? You want to get beaten."

"Stupid, go do business. In the martial arts conference, swords have no eyes. Those martial artists are so heroic. If you cure their injuries, the money will come to you."

"Fuck, you are such a clever little guy."

"I want to go to the capital too."

"What are you going to do?"

"Selling ditch."

"Um?????"

"Let me tell you, my great grandfather bought my family's ditch. We are the royal certified ditch passed down from our ancestors."

"Niupi (scream)"...

[The World of Lost Travelers]

The wind blows hard and the drums of war beat.

Since Li Xiaoming's death, the world he was in lost its anchor point and the flow of time returned to its original state.

A blink of an eye.

Thirty years have passed.

The young man who was chosen as the successor after Li Xiaoming's death has entered middle age.

His temples are gray and his eyes are cloudy.

He already looks like an old man.

Xiaonian, like his teacher Li Xiaoming, chose to burn his life in exchange for strength to fight against the attack of the secular dynasty.

After Li Xiaoming's death, Xin Tiangong Xiaonian continued to lead his troops to eliminate domestic forces. Three years later, they established the first new world and new country where everyone is equal.

However, their establishment completely offended the power class of feudal society, and their ideas, like a virus, spread rapidly to neighboring countries and covered all countries at the fastest speed.

The dynasty was furious, and the rulers of several surrounding dynasties decided to join forces to eradicate this rebellious idea.

A coalition of several countries attacked.

The Yellow Turban Army resisted and united as one, eventually defeating the attacks of these dynasties.

The second generation of Tiangong Xiaonian continued to spread Li Xiaoming's ideas.

Ordinary people in more and more countries are awakening.

Just as Li Xiaoming once hoped, a single spark can start a prairie fire.

Countless flames embellished this strange and alien continent.

However, the good times did not last long.

The thoughts from the other world eventually caused resistance from the local world.

A terrifying empire, activated by the will of the native world.

Ten years after Li Xiaoming's death, a prince was born in a small country on the edge of the continent. When he was born, purple light shot up into the sky and a golden dragon descended to the world, bringing the prince's name, Ji Wuchen.

Fifteen years after Li Xiaoming's death, a divine book from a celestial being came into the world. Ji Wuchen learned the book, and under the guidance of the celestial being, his cultivation level increased rapidly.

Eighteen years after Li Xiaoming's death, Ji Wuchen ascended the throne and called himself the Second Heavenly Emperor, with the emperor's name Chen.

The unparalleled divine weapon that once appeared under the command of the Emperor of Heaven reappears again.

With the attack of the unparalleled divine soldiers, dynasties were destroyed one after another, and major sects were strangled to death.

As dynasties were incorporated one after another, the once remote small country became increasingly powerful.

Twenty years after Li Xiaoming's death, the divine army of Emperor Chen Tian conquered the new country he founded. The country was in ruins, and the second generation Tiangong Xiaonian fled with the remaining troops, hiding in the dark and continuing to spread new ideas.

Thirty years.

The remaining Yellow Turban Army was completely wiped out and became a thing of the past.

Only the second generation of Tiangong still remains in the world.

He doesn't have much time left.

In order to escape being hunted down, he has lost his life many times. Now he only has ten years to live.

Xiaonian, who fled to the mountains, suddenly felt the throbbing of life in the belly of a female corpse.

The woman's abdomen was immediately cut open and the baby was rescued.

There was a mark of the scorching sun between the baby's eyebrows and dragon scales on his limbs.

The baby came back to life, and when he cried for the first time, he was protected by the phantom of a real dragon.

The second generation God of Heaven, Xiaonian, burst into tears when he saw this.

"God will never leave us without a way out, and the common people will never be enslaved."

"From now on, you are the Third Generation God of Heaven."

"Teacher, we won't lose this time."

Ten years later, the second generation Tiangong Xiaonian closed his eyes.

Another eight years passed, and a man walked out of the mountains holding a dragon scale sword.

Behind him, there are thousands of heroic spirits following him. They once had a humble name, the common people.

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