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34.Chapter Four
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But Xuan Ji has no time to admire the moonlight, his heart is as cold as the pool water now.
The altar is tragic and sinister. It is full of evil curses, which is far more terrifying than the anthrax virus. Even if a butterfly flies out, It is a resident crisis.
Xuan Ji saw the long hair floating in the water, and was about to stretch out her hand, Sheng Lingyuan's gritted voice sounded in her ears: "If you dare to pull my hair again, I will punish you."
"Zhu Zhu Zhu, just punish me, I will move my household registration to the unit's collective household register when I go back," Xuan Ji said quickly, "But that butterfly..."
"know."
"So what to do!"
At this time, a large "wild animal" thrashed the dog, screaming and being swept in by the water, Xuan Ji raised her foot and hung the goods, and fixed her eyes, it was Yang Chao.
"Postgraduate?"
Yang Chao cried, hugged Xuan Ji's thigh on all fours, almost stripped off the only complete clothes on their leader.
Xuan Ji grabbed his belt with difficulty, and said angrily: "What are you doing?!"
Yang Chao was in tears.
Sheng Lingyuan suddenly asked: "Are you here from Qingping Division? How many?"
Xuan Ji couldn't correct his wording and quickly translated it. Yang Chao "嘤嘤" said: "Five...no, hiccup...six or six."
Xuan Ji: "..."
History can’t be memorized, and the number within ten can’t be counted, still want to take a postgraduate entrance examination! Why do young people now think so much?
Sheng Lingyuan: "Counting you and me, there are exactly eight people."
Xuan Ji reined his belt and did not guard his shoes. While talking, a shoe was already taken off by Yang Chao: "You...hiss...are you sure your majesty? The unit of measurement for individual classmates in my department may not be "a". It's the'head'!"
"Just live." Sheng Lingyuan raised his hand and pressed it to the pool water. His palm seemed to have some mysterious gravity. When he pressed down, the surface of the water suddenly sank, revealing a whirlpool. The whirlpool grew bigger and bigger, bringing the three people together. Rolled out.
Classmate Yang Chao’s loud voice forecasted the schedule for them, and the Wang team heard the movement and shouted, "Go away!"
He took off his jacket and threw it into the water, but the clothes did not float away, as if stuck to the water. The Wang team stretched out his hand to pull up his clothes, and the surface of the water was sucked up by his coat, creating a one-meter-high "dam" out of thin air, which happened to intercept the three people who were washed out.
The others rushed up and hurriedly pulled the three in the water onto the shore.
The dam "crashed" and shattered. Only then did the Wang team see the person he had pulled up, and the smoke dropped out of shock: "No... this is the suspect? Now the suspect is so handsome?"
He hadn't seen Sheng Lingyuan, but Ping Qianru had watched the big demon up close at Red Abyss Hospital. When he heard the sound, he turned his head and sat down on the ground with a voice of "Mom.
Sheng Lingyuan didn't have the time to deal with them: "Little demon, real fire!"
Although the "Bluetooth" link infringes on personal security, it is not completely unprofitable, at least in this case, greatly reducing communication time.
Sheng Lingyuan didn't need to speak, his mind moved slightly, Xuan Ji already understood what he wanted.
Xuan Ji cut through the tip of her middle finger and squeezed out a drop of blood. The drop of blood instantly turned into a real fire and flew into the air.
Sheng Lingyuan collected materials on the spot, and a row of fake trees nearby fell down, and the branches and leaves rolled into human shapes on the spot.
Sheng Lingyuan: "I borrow some lively popularity."
Before the few people at the scene could tell the tone of his accent, they felt a shudder flowing through their bodies at the same time, as if standing naked/naked/body in the winter snow, the northwest wind ruthlessly swept away their body temperature.
The fire of Xuan Ji suddenly shattered into countless spots of light, nailing those lively popularity to the five hearts of each dummy.
The dummy's hollow eyes lit up with fire.
Sheng Lingyuan raised his hand and waved, they flew out, according to Fuxi's gossip position, and landed in eight directions halfway up the mountain.
At the same time, everyone had a strange feeling, as if they had suddenly grown a second perspective, and followed the dummy flying into the distance.
The moment the dummy landed, the altar was already completely floating on the water.
"Boom" sounded.
A large number of mirror flowers, water and moon butterflies were submerged in the pool water, but there were still countless fish that slipped through the net, flew out from the cave in groups, stretched and gracefully shuttled among the false vegetation, this mountain forest is like a legend Fireflies forest.
Then, as if the butterfly received some kind of guidance, it began to diverge and fly towards the dummies.
Through the eyes of the dummy, several people could "see" groups of butterflies hovering above their heads, and some of them were so close that they could clearly see the joys and sorrows of the faces on their wings.
Rao is an experienced field service, and this will also be in a cold sweat.
Gu Yuexi murmured, "What is this..."
Sheng Lingyuan said in somewhat blunt modern Chinese: "Read a word with me."
Xuan Ji heard that it was a witchcraft language, probably because he was afraid that they would not be able to learn it. Sheng Lingyuan spoke very slowly, and his pronunciation was relatively backward, appearing low-back and gentle.
It’s a taboo to follow others to recite things you don’t understand. The first lesson of the staff induction training of the Alien Control Bureau talked about this, but Sheng Lingyuan’s voice seemed to be seductive, even the king team who mistakenly thought he was the suspect. They all fell into a trance, involuntarily repeating the pronunciation in their hearts.
The circling butterflies seemed to have heard something, and they fell on the dummy's side, among the branches and leaves, as if inlaid with a piece of diamond.
Xuan Ji was the first to pronounce the Wuren language, and he vaguely sensed the meaning of that sentence from the connection with Sheng Lingyuan-it was a call similar to "come back".
Although Sheng Lingyuan has a black hand and can kill his teammates backhand at any time, Xuan Ji just thinks that he will not make any small moves in this matter... After all, he sealed the last East River altar.
The spells of the witch race came out of people's mouths, the fire in the dummy's eyes became more and more vigorous, and the butterflies were gradually attracted and got into the dummy's body.
On the far road, the street lights were on on time, and the innocent cities and villages were preparing to sleep or start a carnival.
The lanterns are on, and the fireworks are blurred.
Halfway up the mountain, eight dummies filled with mirror flowers, water, moon and butterflies are lit by butterflies. From a distance, they look like a few gods of Zhenshan, with solemn expressions and curses that should not belong to this world. Contained in the mountains.
"What's the thing on the mountain?"
At the foot of the mountain, Yuede Gong's disciples and grandchildren were just shaken by the strange ground shaking. At this time, they were still in shock and raised their telescopes to look up the mountain.
The mirror flowers, water and moon butterflies are very small, and a large group gathers together. From a distance, they can't see what it is, only the flowing fluorescence.
"Hurry up, tell Master, ask what to do?"
At the foot of the mountain, the old man in the gray Tang suit also saw this scene, and he immediately reacted-the things in the underground forbidden area of their "mine" were turned out.
The old man in the Tang suit made a astringent voice: "No matter what they dig out, you can't let them leave this mountain alive."
Their ancestors and ancestors have been entrenched here for generations, and they cannot be enshrined in festivals and festivals. Fame and fortune are almost in pediatrics. For so many years, many believers who have been "saved" by masters have worshipped them as gods.
Over time, the "masters" themselves have an illusion, as if they are not born of the same race as ordinary people.
They couldn't even think of the consequences of the secrets in the mountains leaking out.
Whether it was Mr. Yuede in Penglai, or his disciples and grandchildren, at this time, they all wished that the inner ghost who had leaked the secret of his own secrets could be caught and broken a hundred times.
"Fire..." The old man in Tang suit squeezed a word between his teeth, "Fire!"
Those disciples carrying special "machines/guns" received the order and fired at the top of the mountain at the same time.
There is no need to aim, the white light like meteors flew out of those big "guns/mouths", tearing the night, and smashing down the mountain.
With a "bang", the first white light hit the ground, and the fake woods on that half of the hillside were all blown up. The white light directly penetrated the ground and hit the bone pile of Wu Ren?V.
The immortal bones that had been parasitized by butterflies and burned by the fire were startled, and the goddess exploded everywhere like flowers.
"Mithril!" Team Wang opened his eyes suddenly, "Why do they have Mithril?!"
Xuan Ji: "What?"
"The weapons of mass destruction that the Institute has just developed are specifically aimed at various catastrophic mutant species," the Wang team said quickly, "I... fucking hell, isn't it still in the experimental stage?!"
The butterfly that had been sucked into the dummy was startled by the explosion in the sky, and was about to fly out of the dummy.
Sheng Lingyuan knelt on one knee, and muttered in a low voice the witchcraft language at the other end that Xuan Ji hadn't heard before, and his tall and straight back was faintly bent.
At the same time, Xuan Ji, who was forced to share his feelings with him, felt a heavy pressure, like a mountain falling on his shoulder, and for a while, he had some breathing difficulties. Then, he "heared" Sheng Lingyuan's heavy pressure. He pressed down and shook God, involuntarily recalling what Alozin had said before his death.
It was a witchcraft language. Sheng Lingyuan refused to translate it for him at the time. Xuan Ji finally understood the meaning through the connection between the two.
That was actually a congratulatory message. What Alozin said was: "The mountain god is on top, the ancestors are on top, your majesty the great emperor, I, Alozin and the whole family of witches, I wish you a long life."
"Red Abyss Mars is immortal, your majesty is immortal, immortal, immortal, bloodless, and immortal."
"Long live the future, detached from ghosts and gods."
Xuan Ji shivered fiercely, and the next moment, eight dummies caught fire at the same time, and tens of thousands of mirror flowers turned into evil curses were rolled into the tongue of fire, and the little human faces on the butterflies turned into bitterness.
Yang Chao seemed to scream suddenly, rolling and struggling on the ground, as if he was being burned by fire.
Pieces of "Mithril" began to fall down like a meteor, and the King team hit the ground with a fierce punch. All the water on the mountain was smashed by his punch, forming several big waterfalls, facing the Mithril bullets. .
It's a pity that the power of contemporary technology is not something he can resist alone. Mythril bullets are not afraid of water at all, just a little stagnation, and immediately broke through the barrier of water.
The king roared: "Zhang Zhao! Pinch!"
Another male team member under his staff took a pocket watch from his neck. Everyone only heard a "click" in their ears, except for a few of them, everything around was still.
Old Luo and Ping Qianru picked up Yang Chao from left to right, Xuan Ji's back and wings spread out, and Sheng Lingyuan, who was kneeling there, "go!"
That male player named "Zhang Zhao" can actually suspend time!
It was a pity that only for a moment, the next moment, the Mithril bullet that was stopped in the air slammed into their position at a faster speed.
"He can only pinch for one second!" The Wang team roared, "After one second, the next second will have to double fast forward. It's a waste of wood, don't count on him too much! Birdman, you can still lead people. ?"
Xuan Ji felt that it might be attributed to his attributes. As soon as he met the king team, his aura would not deal with it: "As long as you are not afraid of being hot!"
That's what he said. The next moment, he still suppressed the fire on his wings and plunged to the ground.
At the critical juncture, everyone's potential was stimulated, and everyone was as agile as an athlete, squeezing his flat wings.
At that time, Xuan Ji felt that her shoulder blade was almost broken by these shameless things-especially when Miss Ping jumped up!
"You...can you average the weight on both sides!" Xuan Ji burst out through gritted teeth, "Which bastard is stomping?!"
King team: "Hot!"
At the same time, Sheng Lingyuan, who was forced to empathize with him, twitched his back, as if he was also weighed on by some heavy object, and rushed forward, hitting his chin on Xuan Ji's shoulder.
The two snorted at the same time, but Xuan Ji suddenly realized that this sympathy seemed to help him share some of the weight.
He immediately took a deep breath, accelerated suddenly during Zhang Zhao's one-second pause, and jumped out of the second wave of mythril bullets that fell.
The next moment, Mithril speeded down, and the mountains were as bright as daylight.
The altar of the wizard tribe that had just seen the sky was shrouded in pale light.