Vol 5 Chapter 512: Talk about

Yan Shan felt the muddy black mud completely wrapping his body.
The white in front walked slowly in his last sight, his face seemed to be melting continuously, revealing the dark and dirty under his body.
A cold voice came from the twisted form.
"Before the talk, I just wanted to practice quietly and live as an ordinary student ..."
"You really shouldn't care about so many things."
Yan Shan constantly exploded the Yuan Shen Power, but felt that Yuan Shen Power was madly destroyed as soon as it was outside the body.
He wanted to speak, but he couldn't yell out a word. He could only see that his vision was covered by darkness, his consciousness became more and more drowsy, and he finally lost consciousness completely.
In the dimness, he seemed to have entered a dream.
In the dream, he himself came to the boundary position of Donghua City at a height of 2,000 meters. Looking at the endless black ground, there were constant whispers in his ears. He couldn't hear clearly.
A sense of despair continued in his heart.
He slowly took out a dagger, and heard constant exclaiming noise from behind.
Looking around, there were a lot of guards, as well as dreams, Qiu Xingze, their mouths closed together, seemingly anxiously saying something.
But Yan Shan was no longer interested in listening. He took a dagger and pierced his heart.
The next moment, he was like a stone, falling suddenly towards the ground ...
boom!
...
In a room in the Office of the Plague Department, if the dream was sitting opposite Qiu Xingze, his face was inconceivable: "You said ... Yan Shan is missing? How is this possible? Such a big living person, just So it disappeared in Donghua City? "
"What a joke ?!"
"Isn't this human territory?"
Listening to the questioning of dreams, Qiu Xingze sighed lightly: "Things are not so simple, Yan Shan's disappearance is related to 1029."
If the dream persists: "1029?"
Qiu Xingze thought that the other party had cooperated with them in Donghua City for investigation before, and explained the situation, and then said, "1029 possesses the dark power unimaginable by human beings, and is also the source of this accident."
"According to the information we collected, Yan Shan lost his mind on the way to the station. While running at a high speed, he attacked other citizens and shouted something. It seemed to be extremely nervous, and many performances were met with others. The victims of the 1029 attack ...
"We suspect he was attacked in 1029."
Meng Ruoming murmured, "How can this be?"
Qiu Xingze said: "In this 1029 attack, there were many people missing on the spot. I hope you will be mentally prepared."
"Too inexplicable ..." Meng Ruochun said with a single fist, "Don't you think it's too inexplicable?"
"A good person ... if you disappear, you disappear ... if you don't, you disappear ..."
"What kind of world is this ... when will the heavenly world be twisted ..."
Looking at some excited dreams, Qiu Xingze sighed: "I don't know. But until the end of the distortion of the heavens, we can only do our best to fight him, and try our best to live."
"This may be us, as human beings, the only way we can fight him."
Dreaming slowly said: "I want to go back. I want to go back to Central City immediately ..."
Although I have known since childhood that this world is very dangerous, the path itself is like walking a tightrope. The stronger the strength, the more dangerous it is once it is distorted.
A powerful monk may lose his mind for a while and become empty for years.
But this time Yanshan's incident had a more severe impact on the dream.
This is because Yan Shan was not attacked by monsters, but attacked by monsters.
An immortal species of the seventh realm, the son of the of the plague department, can be killed in such a way that there is no resistance, even if no one is born or dead.
A strong sense of crisis surged into the dream, making her want to quickly return to the central city.
In the process of Qiu Xingze sending her out of the office, Meng Ruocun could see that a large number of staff were moving in, and there were many monks.
If dreams exist: "They are?"
Qiu Xingze: "Oh, they are new support. Such a terrible distortion has occurred in Donghua City, and the Ministry of Plague will not give up."
Meng Ruocun looked at more and more staff members and some of the monks, and some people's breath was even stronger than her.
‘I know the danger ... but still rushed over? ’
‘This world is dangerous though. ’
‘But as long as you have more power, you have a higher status. Naturally, countless people can take the place of me and take risks and solve various problems for me. ’
With a longing for power and power, Meng Ruocun went back to Central City.
In the following days, more monks from the Ministry of Plague settled in Donghua City, researching, exploring, and searching the entire incident, but no results.
It seemed that Yan Shan had completely disappeared, and no one found him.
The arrival of a large number of monks from the Ministry of Pestilence, and various search actions that were either overbearing or tough, directly led to a jump of chickens in Donghua City, and even affected the normal teaching of Donghua Road School.
After several protests from the Sanqing Road School and the elders of Elder Jiao Jiao stepped down, the Blast Department converged again.
Most of them were in a hurry, wandering in the dark corners of Donghua City, and were particularly interested in some strange things.
...
Stupidly, Yan Shan slowly opened his eyes. He looked at his body suddenly and found that he was intact at this moment, and his health could not be more healthy, and then he was relieved.
"you're awake?"
A familiar voice came, and Yan Shan looked at it. It was Zhou Bai who was lying on a sofa, holding a cat in his arms, and looking at a book while touching the cat.
Yan Shan erected his hair all of a sudden, in his eyes, the white in front of him was not a human at all, but a monster in human skin.
"Don't be nervous, you haven't died yet." Zhou Bai said slowly: "But don't do anything extra trouble, if you do anything, I can stop you instantly, you can't escape."
"This place is also very hidden. Even if you make a little noise, no one will find it."
Yan Shan did not speak, but glanced at the book in the other's hands, and then looked at his current environment.
A huge room, surrounded by instruments lost by the plague.
Not only the equipment, but also a large number of books and experimental materials were all randomly placed on the ground.
Yan Shan's mind came to mind: ‘He is studying the materials and experiments of the Pestilence Department? ’
At the same time, Zhou Bai said, "Let's talk, I have a lot of things to ask you, I think you do too, right?"