Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

Master, you must kill that idiot Corindo Kui!

Damn it, this idiot was pretending to be aggressive with you just now, and only half-spoken, you should send him to meet his son and grandson, and let all three generations of the Daokui family go to hell to drink tea.

God knows how much Envelope hated Corindo Quay.

At first it was weak and pitiful and helpless.

He couldn't even run away, so he was caught by Corian Daokui just like that, played with by the applause, lost all face, and didn't have the slightest demeanor of Du Wei's lackey.

It can be said that Corian Daokui has long been on the headline of the blacklist on the envelope, and the second one may be Brother Heiying.

Because at that time, the black shadow left it and slipped away.

Master, fuck him!

At this moment, the envelope was suspended in front of Du Wei, and only lines of text that kept popping up showed its anger.

But Du Wei remained silent.

There was an unconcealable strangeness in his eyes.

"What the hell are these people, one or two from Victorian times?"

"It's just Corindoqua."

"The Victorian era that I was in at that time was simply a repetition of the past, and most of what was done at that time was guided by the evil spirit Du Wei."

"But what he said seems to be exactly the same as what the evil spirit Du Wei has done."

"But that should be different from the real past, why did it become like this?"

Du Wei couldn't understand it.

He suddenly had an illusion that seemed to be both real and illusory, as if everything was fake and everything was real.

"It's not right. If everything that the evil spirit Du Wei did at that time has become the real past, the final result is not a failure, but a success."

"Then, the past experienced by these people who survived the Victorian era is also out of sync with the information I know."

"Could it be that the past is changing?"

Du Wei's tone was gloomy.

Looking at the dark corner of the room, he seemed to see an illusory past, like a long river tumbling forward, but when it passed through a certain area, it suddenly set off waves.

"I have to find a chance to go through the gate of hell again. If the past can really be changed, maybe I can solve all the problems once and for all."

Read the book to receive red envelopes and pay attention to the public.. Public account book friend base camp, read the book to draw up to 888 cash red envelopes!

It's a pretty crazy idea.

If you change the past, then everything in the present may not be true at all.

Even if it is just a small change, it may be like a snowball, subverting the whole world.

Let's talk about it.

Du Wei may find that the friends around him will have a completely different life trajectory because of the changes in the past.

Let's talk big.

The world may be destroyed by it.

When the envelope next to him heard this, he couldn't help himself with excitement.

Master, you are so evil, you actually want to change the past, you are worthy of you, just destroying the world is no longer worthy of your rank, only playing with the past and the future is in line with your status as a villain!

Ah... the envelope understands again.

Your wickedness outshines the envelope, what shit vanity sect,

There is no one who can fight, you have long ignored them, your journey is the sea of ​​stars, right...

Snapped……

Du Wei slapped the envelope and sent it flying.

He frowned and said, "If you talk too much, I'll put you in the shadows, lock you behind the door for a hundred years, and let you stay with Annabelle for the rest of your life."

The owner's envelope is wrong. The envelope was just a bragging act, so don't take it to heart.

Du Wei didn't bother to look at the envelope again.

He is thinking about one thing now.

The Brand of the Vanity Cult is actually Corin Dawque, so who is Gascoigne?噺⒏⑴The full text of the text is the fastest んττρs:/м.χ八⑴zщ.còм/

think carefully.

Among the people that the evil spirit Du Wei killed in the past, there seems to be only one person who can be called an enemy to it.

It was the "rival in love" who was beaten into trash and cut into pieces by Sombra without even knowing his name.

No……

Not even a rival.

Because Minette likes him, that unknown hunter can only be regarded as a licking dog at best.

"It's not impossible."

Du Wei thought for a while, and told himself: "If it is really him, then my purpose of coming to the Vanity Sect is basically half completed. Next, I just need to find a way to get the information I want from him. You can get out anytime."

Yes.

His purpose is simple and direct.

I never thought of mixing with these people from the Vanity Sect and playing a game of controlling the world.

Moreover, Alex was still waiting for him to wake her up.

How can you waste your time here.

Thinking of this, Du Wei couldn't help thinking to himself: "When I leave tomorrow, it may be an opportunity. As long as I reveal a little secret, maybe he will do something to me."

"As for Corian Daokui, or Brand, I don't need to confront him for the time being. I can even follow what he said and leave the Vanity Sect directly."

Just joined the Vanity Cult.

After only being undercover for one day, Du Wei already had the idea of ​​getting out of the way.

If you let other people know, I am afraid that you will feel that you have been tricked.

...

the other side.

Inside the Vanity Sect.

In the dark, Brand was walking in the corridor.

His current mood is indescribably complicated.

Recalling the past two hundred years ago, his mood was slightly depressed.

"Dao Kui..."

He said a word heavily in his heart.

It seems to be sighing, but it seems to be just talking.

And at this time.

A gloomy man's voice sounded from the darkness.

"I knew you'd meet him."

"Brand, do you really admire him that much?"

"Did you forget that he almost destroyed the whole of London two hundred years ago, and the fate of millions of people, including you and me, is in his hands. Have you really forgotten the feeling of despair and powerlessness?"

Brand paused.

He said in a deep voice: "It turns out that no one is dead, and everything we see is only what we see."

"You and I have never stood at his height, how could we understand what he did."

The gloomy man said: "It's ridiculous and stupid. Do you think he is a hero? A savior? Or some kind of saint?"

Brand's voice remained unchanged: "I've never felt that way. In my opinion, he is just His Excellency the Duke. All boundaries between justice and evil should not be imposed on him." Genius remembers in a second m.x/8/1/z/w.c/o/m/

"And, Gascoigne, you make me feel that you are afraid of him. Although I hate you, I will not kill you, because we are one."

"But also, I hear fear in your voice."

"You are afraid that he will find out what you have done in the past two hundred years, and you are also afraid that he will screw your head off after he fully recovers his memory, right?"

Gascoigne seems to have hit the nail on the head.

"Shut up, I've never been afraid of him, I just don't think he deserves what Minette has done for him."

"I love Minette more than he does."

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