Online games: Only I can see hidden information - Chapter 878

c-1 Extra Story Wuhen (New Year Special)

Wuhen became the most powerful man, fought against the most powerful demon god, used the final power to save the world, and locked up his blood for thirty-six years. He was sent to the upper world again, became the most powerful man again, and fought against the most powerful demon god again, until Kill the most powerful demon.

It’s been a long time since that war.

Wuhen also wandered around the outside world for a long time.

However, for Wuhen, the speed of time is meaningless.

If he wishes, a moment can be longer than ten thousand years, and ten thousand years can be shorter than a moment.

But today, it seems different.

Wuhen looked at the two horses in front of him. Even though he was usually aloof, he fell into a brief silence at this moment.

One of the horses spoke,

“Father.”

Wuhen shook his head, “I don’t have an adopted son like you.”

Xue Meng’s eyes lit up, “Father, are you serious about this?”

Having too many fathers is not very convenient sometimes.

Besides, now that his biological father is back, it would be a bit disrespectful to have so many adoptive fathers.

The most powerful adopted son sounds very majestic, but isn’t the most powerful parent and son even more majestic?

At the moment, everyone in the world only knows that Xue Meng is the adopted son of the Supreme Power, but few people know that he is the biological son of the Supreme Power!

Xue Meng wants to clear his name!

Of course, Xue Meng also had a little thought in mind.

Among the nine strongest men in the human race, six were his adoptive fathers and two were his biological fathers.

There is one exception.

It’s best to always make an exception for this person…

Xue Meng thought about it. He had grown up and it was time to stop fighting against his father.

At this moment, Wuhen said that he was not the adopted son who was in the same mood as Xue Meng!

Wuhen changed the topic,

“But you can’t live without me as your adoptive father.”

Yes, it’s still in vain.

Xue Meng would not find Wuhen for no reason, not in this form.

“Father, the Chinese New Year will be here in a year. Shura said we haven’t gotten together for a long time, so he asked me to call all the dads to get together…”

Hearing Xue Meng’s intention, Wuhen sneered,

“This kid can’t afford to start early without any benefit.”

“Calling all of us together means there are problems he can’t solve.”

Shura has a very good habit.

Never be afraid when encountering difficulties, just start shaking people directly.

“That’s it! That’s it!”

Xue Meng never misses this kind of opportunity to speak ill of Shura.

“Father, a few years ago he was looking for my biological father.”

“It is said that there is a demon god who may be resurrected. If only the demon god is resurrected, that’s it. This demon god was killed by Infinite Tribulation back then. It is linked to him, so it is not convenient to take action directly.”

“Later, the demon god seemed to be killed. Ye Jiu even made a special trip. It is said that even my own father was alarmed…”

Ye Jiu and Xue Meng have a very good relationship, and they are Ye Bai’s direct descendants. Many things that are inconvenient for Ye Bai to do will be left to Ye Jiu.

When Ye Jiu handles affairs, he emphasizes respecting his teachers, being prudent and impeccable.

What’s more, when the ruthless man who killed the demon god and resisted countless calamities came out, Ye Jiu was not the only one to greet him.

A big dream, a means that even Chu Bai, who has entered the strongest realm, cannot compete with. Only one person in the world has it.

However, according to Ye Bai’s words, this time he was planning to call all the nine generations of the most powerful people from the human race.

“What is this kid planning to do again?”

Wuhen doesn’t know.

No need to know either.

He has a sword that can bring peace to the world.

The sword energy spread vertically and horizontally, disappearing from the place without a trace.

Even Xue Meng, who had turned into a horse, was unable to keep up with Wuhen.

Xue Meng looked at the white colt beside him, his eyes full of help.

“Brother, where is my adoptive father?”

“Who is your brother?”

Bai Ju snorted,

“Call uncle!”

“No, call me grandpa!”

Finally, after some counter-offering, Xue Meng and Bai Ju reached an agreement and called each other uncle.

“Uncle, where is my adoptive father?”

Xue Meng opened his eyes wide, eager for an answer.

Bai Ju gave him the answer,

“My nephew…”

“Uncle doesn’t know how to pinch it either.”

…

The next moment, a sword energy flashed across, and Wuhen appeared outside an apartment.

Instead of entering the apartment directly, he knocked on the door.

The person who opened the door was a cursing middle-aged man. After seeing Wuhen, although he was still mumbling, the cursing words obviously decreased a lot.

Only the truly strongest can stop telegraph operators from sending telegrams.

Wuhen did not sit down or drink tea, because there were no seats or tea prepared at all.

In the back room, a middle-aged man had just woken up.

“coming?”

“coming.”

A middle-aged man named Xue Jiu, codenamed Nightmare, gave a wry smile.

“Hard.”

“Hard.”

After the two exchanged words of hard work, Wuhen turned around and left without staying for a moment longer.

Shura would not call all the strongest people together for no reason, then something big must be happening.

Even Shura can feel the big events, and other powerful people can more or less detect the clues.

Nightmare is already busy.

Wuhen was not idle either.

Therefore, they share their hardships with each other.

The sword light flew away, and the next moment, Wuhen appeared outside a tower.

Eternal Tower, 99 floors.

Only this time, Wuhen didn’t knock on the door and pushed the door open directly.

Then he was kicked out.

Wherever the sword light came from, that’s how it went back.

In the Eternal Tower, the Taoist’s calm voice came,

“Knock on the door first.”

Wuhen raised his sword, “I didn’t see the door.”

There was no door on the 99th floor of the Eternal Tower.

To be precise, no one should live here.

Xiaoyao lives on the 99th floor because he has always lived here.

The habit of knocking on the door on the 99th floor started with Shura, and he even took the initiative to bring the doorbell.

Since Wuhen didn’t see a door, there was no way to knock on the door.

But if you don’t knock on the door, you can’t enter the 99th floor.

In the eyes of the Taoist, this problem is easy to solve.

He walked out.

Xiaoyao stood on the clouds, looking at Wuhen, waiting for him to speak.

Looking at the Taoist like a wooden stake, Wuhen suddenly felt that he shouldn’t come to him.

There was no need to do this.

Because, Xiaoyao will do what he needs to do, even if you don’t let him do it, he will do it.

If Xiaoyao doesn’t need to do something, he won’t do it even if you beg him.

Wuhen said coldly,

“The New Year will come in another year.”

Xiaoyao frowned, “So?”

He didn’t know what this sentence meant, because Wuhen just stated a simple fact, and facts are facts.

Xiaoyao had no idea what Wuhen’s next sentence would be.

Wuhen said this because he knew Xiaoyao couldn’t guess it.

Wuhen stood on the top of the cloud, half a head taller than the Taoist. The broken sword on his waist kept vibrating, making a harsh sword sound, and countless sword qi rose up and gathered into one sword cloud after another.

These clouds finally formed a sentence, a sentence that Wuhen was about to say:

“Happy New Year.”