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Chapter 60
Immediately afterwards, the surface of the sea churned up, like something floating up underwater, like seaweed, passing by the upper layers of the group of corpses, the ocean tide undulates from time to time.
Gu Yuexi was the first to see what it was, and her face changed suddenly, Luo Cuicui raised the searchlight on the speedboat-the "shadows" that crawled on the bodies were not seaweed, nor waves, but dense text...
Gloomy sacrificial text!
The flame on the extradition lamp "struggled" several times, but it was still getting lighter and lighter, and finally it changed back to an ordinary coin again, lifelessly fell into the sea without causing splashes.
"What's going on?" Wang Ze, as a field worker in the water system, even though it belongs to the freshwater species, is already duty-bound at this time, jumped up to stand in front of everyone, "Didn't the Yan team blow up all the coffin boards? Where did the gloomy sacrificial text come from? ?Who did it?"
On the side of the speedboat, the blind man handcuffed by Zhang Zhao didn't know when he woke up, he took a deep breath and laughed "hehe" as if he smelled something intoxicating.
Zhang Zhao was so hairy by him that he stepped on him: "What are you laughing at!"
"I understand," the blind man frowned, his pale eyes getting more frightening, "I finally understand!"
"You... what do you understand?" The puppet girl was also handcuffed to the side of the boat, half of her body immersed in the sea. At this time, she was a little scared, always feeling that something was moving under her feet, the floating corpses of those young children. Gu came up one after another and "swimmed" past her, with a strange smile on her expressionless little face.
"No wonder I reminded my master several times, saying that Yan Qiushan's two ends of the first mouse, and he refused to touch or believe it. The owner didn't listen to me. Now I understand that the owner wants both ends of his first mouse. It's just a guise. Just use him to draw you little fish and shrimp out of the net," the blind man laughed, "I'm really smart!"
Xuan Ji couldn't help but glance at Sheng Lingyuan.
If this is just for the alien control bureau, there is no need to bother so much—the alien control bureau’s data is too severe, the history has failed, and the eyes are blackened. If Yan Qiushan deliberately left clues to Wang Ze and the others, these people would be fine. After a hundred gloomy sacrifices, the Alien Control Bureau might not be able to detect it. There is really no need to take off your pants and fart.
Then they made such a move for...
Sheng Lingyuan lowered his head and smiled.
Last time in East River, he used Alozin as a bait to let lightning strike the white shadow behind the scenes once. This time the opponent must find it back.
Wang Ze: "No, Director Xuan, didn't your sword spirit just say that Gaoshan Weiyun is not a human being, then who is it?"
Sheng Lingyuan said: "Among the Gaoshan people, there are indeed some who have become demons. They are the Gaoshan King..."
"Wang Weiyu."
When these three words came out of Sheng Lingyuan's mouth, they also flashed through Xuan Ji's mind. This name immediately produced a corresponding image in his mind, tall, beautifully dressed, and his hair was meticulously repaired. Look, it's quite impressive.
"Wang Weiyu, what do I say to him?" As Sheng Lingyuan spoke, their speedboat was surrounded by the corpses of the burial children in the tomb of Weiyun. Seeing that the people were getting windy, Sheng Lingyuan was surprised. Putting it in his pocket, he slightly bent over carelessly, and looked closely at a small corpse that was almost on the boat, "I want too many things, greedy, stupid, and scheming with tigers... it looks ugly."
When his voice fell, he saw all the corpses in the sea standing up and opened his eyes at the same time!
"Yueyuyu--" Wang Ze shivered, and a thin wall of water stood up around the speedboat, blocking the corpse and the boat. "If you have something to say, Brother Jian, let's say something, okay, don't do it. Uncivilized personal attack."
Gu Yuexi asked nervously: "Why did you die? Where was it buried?"
"Not buried," Sheng Lingyuan said, "He was..."
Xuan Ji hurriedly coughed heavily beside Sheng Lingyuan's subject, and then vaguely raised her head and glared at him—without stopping her.
Sheng Lingyuan seemed to find it interesting, and blinked at him with a smile, and changed his mouth in a good manner: "...I was too late by the human race."
Xuan Ji got goose bumps.
You have to wink your eyebrows when you say this, don't you think you are abnormal?
Anyway, Wang Ze only regarded Sheng Lingyuan as a "sword spirit," and the ignorant was fearless. He used him as an encyclopedia to check: "Ling late? How can I still be summoned? Fuck!"
I saw that the corpses started to climb up the water wall. At the same time, a lot of bubbles emerged from the speedboat, and the boat was rising!
Luo Cuicui carried the searchlight and looked at it. At some point, a group of corpses swam under the boat, lifted the boat up, and lifted it into the air.
Luo Cuicui: "Comrades hold on, I will go one step first."
After the announcement, he rolled his eyes and squatted past him.
The searchlight rolled into the water and swept across a large area of dark water. The corpses of the boy covered the sides of the boat, opened their mouths together, revealing jagged teeth, and said something in unison.
Wang Ze collapsed and said, "What do these bear kids say?"
"The blood is constant, the human demon will not die." Xuan Ji murmured, "Sheng Xiao, do you still remember how many pieces did you slice me?"
Those zombies were talking about Yayin. Before, Xuan Ji could only hear about it. To describe his level, it is roughly equivalent to someone who has scored 425 in the CET-4 listening to U.S. dramas without subtitles—sometimes they understand and sometimes they don’t, so you have to guess and learn from the context and the opponent's body language.
But at this time, he found that those ancient Yayins were as familiar as the hometown dialect, and there was no gap between them.
He doesn't remember where he learned it, they are like something innate.
"Remember," Sheng Lingyuan switched to the old saying without hurriedly, "One hundred and eight pieces, the executioner's craftsmanship is too bad."
The corpses laughed at the same time, the kind of "chuckling" laughter of children, mixed with the sound of the waves. They said, "There are just 108 corpses here."
When the voice fell, a corpse of a child suddenly violent, and flew straight to Sheng Lingyuan like a blade of light, so fast that people could not open their eyes.
Sheng Lingyuan reacted quickly, and immediately staggered half a step away, and brushed past the corpse of the boy—except that, there was still a stab wound on the back of his hand.
Xuan Ji's eyes twitched, and she subconsciously covered the back of her hand. **It doesn't hurt, but there is always the illusion that you have been cut by someone.
The corpse of the boy landed on the deck of the speedboat, and the place on his body stained with Sheng Lingyuan's blood was corroded, revealing charred flesh and faint bones.
"Oh, the blood of the demon." It smiled with a grinning tooth, "Your Majesty, but your Sky Demon Sword that can cut the world is broken. The blood on your body is enough to stain this sea and kill it. Am I one hundred and eight points/body?"
Xuan Ji's brain exploded, and suddenly, countless noises rang in his ears.
He felt like he was in a palace. A person was holding him tightly, his arms were trembling all the time, he saw a row of black people's heads, and knelt on the ground.
Are persecuting him.
"This sword was damaged when slashing the Demon King, and it was corroded by the Demon King's spitefulness. Even the Gaoshan clan is incurable. It is connected to your mind and mind. If you keep it, it will definitely damage your mind."
"You have always listened to yourself, but recently you have been irritable and impulsive. Your Majesty, this thing is ominous. You must deal with it early!"
"Your Majesty, the demon clan has not yet been cleaned up, the country has just been decided, the bones of hundreds of millions of soldiers are not cold, you bear the hope of the people..."
Xuan Ji heard the young Sheng Lingyuan interrupt the man coldly: "The bones of billions of soldiers are not cold, does the prime minister want to get cold first?"
"Go down and get thirty sticks yourself. Who will mention another word..." He sneered, the water cup on the table burst instantly, and the hot tea was spilled.
With the indescribable coldness and murderous intent suppressed in the laughter, Sheng Lingyuan flipped over the table and left with his sword.
A gaze came over, Xuan Ji shivered, raised his head, and saw behind those eloquent heads, a black shadow wearing a mask stood quietly outside the crowd. It was the Dan he had seen in Alozin’s tracing. from.
At that time, Duling Palace had not been completed, and the imperial city was in a mess. The emperor stopped in the palace thirty miles away. Xuan Ji found that he could escape from the sword and wander around, but no one could see him, and Sheng Lingyuan could not see him either. , But they are like backs or internal organs to each other. Although they are not in the field of vision, they can share each other's most subtle feelings.
He heard rumors raging.
"It's just a mere sword. The right-hand side said a bit more, and suffered thirty army sticks... The year of the sixtieth year! When I lift it down, I will lose my breath. I think the family will have to wear hemp and filial piety tomorrow. ?"
"I heard people say that the sword has double-edged swords. It hurts people while hurting oneself. It is true. The Sky Demon Sword can defeat the Demon King and confuse people. Your Majesty is getting more and more..."
"Shhh..."
"I heard people say that his Majesty had been living outside for more than two years when he was young before he was retrieved. When he was found, he took the Sky Demon Sword with him. He thought he had been with him for many years and had a deep relationship."
"My brother is a guard of your majesty. He said that he has heard his majesty speak to the sword, but he is not alive?"
"Oh, in the past, it was either Rou Ning or Yao Ji who had troubled Chao Gang. How come I became a sword? What is this all about!"
"The emperor watched the stars last night and sighed several times, only saying'ominous'."
"Scourge! Scourge!"
Although the Demon King of that society was dead, the shadow he left on people's hearts did not dissipate. Legend has it that the Demon King has 999 avatars/body, and lives more than centipede feet. People are afraid of his comeback in dreams.
For more than 20 years of chaos and darkness, it is too tragic. Whether it is Human race or other races, they are all dying, with only residual blood left. How can they stand to do it again?
At this moment, a more disturbing statement came out——
They said that the Sky Demon Sword of the Human Sovereign split a small mouth while killing the Demon King, and a Demon King soul got in.
The loyal ministers who worried about the world were scared after hearing this, and collectively went to the Gaoshanren King to verify that the Gaoshanren have made a living by refining tools for generations, and of course they are undoubted experts in swords.
When King Gaoshan Weiyu heard about this, he slapped his chest and said that he was obliged to take the overall situation seriously and his personal safety was a bird. Even if he is hated by the Emperor in the future, he will not be afraid.
So, with the tacit approval of the emperor, this "hero" led his loyal officials to plot a conspiracy.
At the palace banquet on New Year's Eve, Dan Li respected the Emperor with three glasses of wine.
The elders were inconvenient to say a toast, but after drinking a thousand cups of poison, the emperor did not stand still when he got up without a stick of incense.
Xuan Ji felt something in advance and shook her head vigorously. However, without the seal, the most terrifying memory would inevitably come back.
Genius remembers this site address in one second: