Plague Doctor

“Gu Jun? ”

Catherine felt the shock of the peacock, not to be confused. Never heard of it. How did the peacock seem to see a super rock star...

Super rock star? What is that? Peacock feels this idea and wants to slap herself so that Catherine knows what happens if she doesn't respect the astronomical hero. No matter if the nightmarer is a man or not, she can't compare herself to the astronomical hero!

“I really don't know...” Catherine's upset, "Is he famous in your circles? ”

“He is our God.” The peacock felt compelled to say the same thing.

At the same time, Mo Qing has asked urgently: "Mr. Nightmareman, what do you mean you are Gu Jun?” The Golden Column is also in a hurry: "Please don't joke about this with us!” Shuiyu shuddered: “Just the same name, right? ”

They all say the same name, don't they? So nervous, and nervous about not.

Now that all five know that they come from an unknown future, this is the Golden Age, and disaster has not yet arrived.

Gu Jun may not be dead yet, but how is it possible...

Did they bring him back from the dream?

“I'm the one you know about Gu Jun.” Nightmares speak calmly, "and this is Wu Shiyu. ”

What!? The five peacocks and ink blue people who had already had enough hair to look at that young woman with short black hair and a slender figure, suddenly more like electric shock, the soul almost flew away.

To give Catherine an analogy, this mood is that she has just won a hundred million grand prize and has been told that she has a hundred million legacy from her uncle abroad.

But who is Wu Shiyu?

Why are these five earth vagabonds so excited?

Catherine doesn't understand, and neither do Tom, Sells-Wng, and who's the superstar in their circle?

Of course, of course! Peacock's heart was beating a little hard and he had to bend over and press his hands against his knees, muttering: “That's the goddess of hope...”

How do these people who grew up in the Golden Age understand what it means to hope that the Goddess will be their children who grew up in the Earth City...

In those dark times, just think of the Goddess of Hope, as you feel the gentle comfort of your mother, the encouraging whisper: Hope, is light.

The Goddess of Hope is the beauty of their childhood and the source of courage and hope.

At this moment, however, the peacock and ink are all lost. Is it true... Although the woman looked at her eyes smoothly, she did not resemble the statues and folklore in the earth city, it was different from the tall and English, and the one named Wang Ruoxiang was more like it.

This woman, who looks much younger than herself, is the goddess of hope she misses?

“Huh?” Wu Shiyu was also in a circle. He was watched by these five strangers. He asked: "Xian Jun, what's wrong with me? ”

“Probably what they thought you said about Lu Xun.” Gu Jun shrugged, "I thought I said something else. ”

Wu Shiyu understood this, no wonder he felt the celebrity portrait on the classroom wall, “Okay, whatever. ”

In the last few seconds of peacocks' amazement, astronomers are also surprised, excited and confused.

Surprise and exhilaration naturally is the appearance of Gu Jun, not dead! With his return, like nothing is undefeatable anymore.

The question is also because of him. Why is he wearing a mask? What kind of spell is that? Who are the five people next to him? What are they yelling at?

Everyone didn't just stay. Cai Zixuan and Yang Ying, who had regained their power of action, went up and pulled Wang Ruoxiang over. Although she was the craziest one just now, she was the earliest to regain consciousness. And Gao Yi, Zhang Zhuodong and others over there are still not completely struggling...

“Peacock, don't think about it so much. We'll figure it out later. Save people now. ”

Listen to the words of "Nightmare Man," the five peacocks nodded, "you must behave well, you can't live up to the expectations of a celestial hero!

Gu Jun now took the five of them with him, so that Xianning, who had also reached the fourth secretary and had already come into contact with the power of the source of the scripture, also walked over, and made an old mark on these struggling astronomers to purify their spirit. And those who have not yet completed the third secretary do not need to rush to separate the effects of the old stamp.

“Ah Yang, come on, it's comfortable...” Shinning Lu exclaimed painfully and happily, "This is a good mark!! ”

Gao Yi and others shouted the same way, then gasped for air, their eyes were much clearer, and there was no such thing as muscle twisting.

However, under Sheba's arrangement, apart from Shining, these people came back to stay on the sidelines and do not make any threatening moves.

At the same time, the dozens of yellow-coated figures had retreated a few dozen steps away.

And the ordinary people around the stage, first someone screamed for help and threw their legs this way, and then everyone else came running. The Jacksons ran more resolutely with their daughters than anyone else, and could live with that masked man!

These hundreds of people who came, Cai Zixuan was forced to maintain order, so that they could stand aside and not wander.

“Sir, it's us!” Mr. Jackson shouted, hoping to get closer to their home in the light of his previous acquaintance.

Ignoring Gu Jun, he was walking towards Mr. Wilde on the ground, picking out the bloodstained cloak with a big knife in his hand, but suddenly slightly flashed, the cloak was empty... that strange figure was not inside. But his eyes were always on this side, and no one had ever escaped.

“Huh?” Wu Shiyu was also shocked. Xue Ba, Lu Xianning and others were surprised.

“Be careful, there is strength behind you...” said Wang Ruoxiansha, resting on the floor, "Those audiences... I don't know, but it's not a simple phantom... it's the incarnation of power, the power these people are summoning... that Mr. Wilde is not simple...”

To recall those spiritual experiences, she looked in agony, "We can't let that power really come, not at all...”

Everyone looked around, and so did Gu Jun. They all felt that the weirdness surrounding this place had not dissipated, and the space was still distorting.

Because no matter what happened on the stage, the hundreds of thousands of spectators had never moved and watched it in silence.

Summoning? Gu Jun remembers what Mr. Wilde said earlier: "King Yellow's robe will cover the world forever. ”

King Yellow? He sinks in his heart. Zheng Jialiang keeps saying what Hasta's lineage is, what king... Hasta the King of Yellow Clothes?

“Really, really...” Suddenly, Mr. Wilder's strange voice sounded again.

That deformed old face seemed to appear in the audience, like it was over there, like it was on the other side, glittering between hundreds of thousands of shadows, but all bent over like a short body bowing, not occupying any shadow.

His annoying voice kept saying: “Is that so? Is that so...”

“What the hell is that guy talking about?” Shinning's impatient, “he said. ”

Everyone didn't know, but Gu Jun had a sense of imminent danger, and Wang Ruoxiang's sand voice said: “He was trying to communicate with that power...”

“Really, haven't you seen such a wonderful play in a long time... but isn't it enough? Death is the greatest rendition, and the moment of rendition is the moment of soul... isn't there a soul in this play, is it?”

Mr. Wilder's ubiquitous voice went wild, sounding through this huge open-air theater.

“Do you still need to die so that you have a soul?" ”

Suddenly, a different song sounded, and next to the dozen yellow shadows in the distance, a row of more yellow shadows appeared quickly as imaging.

These figures formed another giant spiral triangle on the stage, surrounding all of them in the middle, along with the headless corpses. Ordinary people couldn't even speak in horror, and the astronauts and the earth vagabonds frowned.

The cloak did not cover its face, although it was covered in a yellow cloak, but a face was covered with a mask.

The white mask is the same mask that Gu Jun wore on his face.

“Is that so?” Mr. Wilder's madness, “let's begin the final act of the play! ”