Infinite Dimensional Conquest

Smashed in front of Tianchen, smoke, dust and gravel were filled, exuding a rather powerful breath, and the breath was full of frenzy, bloodthirsty, wildness...

"Boom!"

A figure sprang out from the big pit and flew towards Tianchen on the side.

"Hey, pay attention over there..."

"Crack--!"

A slight voice sounded!

Just a moment ago, a werewolf covered with silver hair rushed directly towards Tianchen, seeming to lose his reason and attack everyone who was close.

The speed was good, but Can Nian was broken by Tianchen in an instant.

"Isn't it a life in this world, werewolf?"

"Ok?"

The vitality of this werewolf is still good, especially since this werewolf has probably reached Tier 4 in strength, it is estimated that it is also considered the middle and upper reaches of the werewolf.

The next moment, the werewolf's hair faded.

He was restored to the appearance of a young man, and then time seemed to pass faster on him, young, middle-aged, middle-aged, old...

In the end, it turned into dry bones, and in the end, it turned into dust and was swept away by the wind...

"what happened?"

There was a stream of water in Tianchen's hand, and he answered indifferently while washing it.

A few seconds later, a figure appeared in front of him, and the person who came was the one who had just sounded the reminder.

Item 0023

Paris, Latin Quarter.

In a cafe, the two sat face to face. Although they attracted a lot of attention, no one came forward to strike up a conversation. Tianchen casually swarmed around.

According to history, in this country, cafes are of some special significance. Ten years ago, the insurgents planned the "French Revolution" in the cafes.

Here is also a place for artists, writers, poets, philosophers and others to exchange ideas.

Similarly, there is no shortage of discussing state affairs, criticizing the current situation, promoting political opinions, spreading rumors, or...

...

Procobu Café, where Tianchen is now drinking coffee, is considered to be the oldest in Paris, founded in 1686.

It has a history of more than one hundred years.

In this era, there are many things worth seeing, and you can see the humanities recorded on the certificate page with your own eyes.

Here is one of them!

Just now, this one in front of him, after noticing Tianchen, invited him to drink coffee here, as if he was thinking about it, or maybe organizing language.

In short, no one spoke!

It's been almost half an hour, and the two of them are just drinking coffee.

...

Taking a sip of the coffee, the chaotic voices in the cafe are clear to the ear, but like a bystander, silently watching all this!

Since the coup has just broken out, it is very sensitive at this time. There are many people in the cafe discussing the current situation, but not much art and so on.

Some are inciting, some are promoting political opinions, and some...

Among these, there may be the supporter, the shadow of the big bourgeoisie, the kingly party, the spy...

At this moment, a figure came into view.

"Ok?"

"interesting!"

This is a man, also drinking coffee while looking at the people in the cafe with cold eyes, faintly exuding the temperament of a superior and a soldier!

It seemed that he had noticed Tian Chen's gaze, and the man nodded for a moment. Seeing Tian Chen retracted his gaze, he did not look here again.

...

"This person launched a coup a few days ago!"

"do you know?"

A voice sounded from the person opposite Tianchen.