Vol 2 Chapter 1597: Trimming, breaking cocoons

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As Liu Kuo said, there is no one in this place. In the enclosed space composed of broken walls and ruins, there is only some kind of and heart-blowing blood.
In this place, the blood will dry up, but it will not deteriorate. Even if it is detached from the water, the source substance of the spirit will not change qualitatively. However, this fishy sweet breath that stimulates the brain actually torments everyone.
At the very center of the ruins, the three broken walls support each other, exactly forming a closed ring space. This space is not very large, but the bottom is covered with a thick layer of red "paint", which makes people feel that the soles are a little sticky.
Chen Feng fell very carefully and took some samples from the ground. Perhaps because of the too chaotic spiritual power, the bloodline information contained in these creature samples has changed, but it still has a certain value.
At least, if you can go out, other people can know who has been treated inhumanly here.
Although this may not be particularly important for the victims, it is very important for those who are still alive.
On the broken wall, Zong Lutuo stared at the pool of blood below, as if he had been exhausted, and knelt on the ground.
"Sister ..."
He bit his lower lip without making a sound or crying.
But still crying.
These broken walls are exceptionally strong, and with his repairs, they ca n’t even leave any traces on them—even the rock-falling rock crushing method. The monks of the Tandanian period could not even imagine what kind of battle it would be to break such walls. Therefore, there is no trace of battle below, nor can he imagine what kind of battle can leave such blood. He wanted to imagine, but he didn't dare to imagine.
If Si Gongyao was abused and abused in his mind, he would definitely collapse.
On the other hand, Lu Xiaoqian took Liu Kuo and three other captives to find the place where the pastor Mei Ge had held the Xianmeng monks, and sealed the four captives separately.
Liu Kuo even smiled and said that the cause-effect cycle of retribution was unhappy, which was originally planned by him and another Tianlingling monk who died under the sword of the Xianmeng monk to deal with the Xianmeng monk, but it was unexpectedly used on himself-he seemed I do n’t think I ’ve sinned.
Lu Xiaoqian is very clear that Liu Kuo's IQ is unharmed, and he will never be unable to understand what is "sin". Because of this, Lu Xiaoqian had an urge to add another sword to this former brother.
But she was equally aware that she must exercise restraint. Now, everyone here wants to kill Liu Kuo. Whether it's kindness like Chenfeng, or easy going like Su Junyu, this is the case, let alone others. Even the other three people who are also captives can't wait to let this guy out of their hearts. But just because it was "useful", she also had to leave Liu Kuo.
This contradictory feeling even made her head explode.
She took out a roll of manuscript and looked at it, hoping to divert her attention.
After a while, Ai Qinglan came over and said, "Whoa, safe."
Lu Xiaoqian temporarily put down the manuscript in his hand, nodded at Ai Qinglan, and smiled: "Sister hard work."
"Xiao Lu, do you really intend to be alone here to guard?" Ai Qinglan looked at Liu Kuo "inadvertently"-but she wouldn't pretend to be pretentious, and the intention was still obvious.
Lu Xiaoqian smiled bitterly: "Now I doubt that he is just asking for quick death, so he says nothing, he has nothing to hide ... or he is here to disturb our morale."
Ai Qinglan looked at Lu Xiaoqian and hesitated: "Well, actually ... you don't necessarily need to protect him ..."
"I am not protecting him. His current physical condition is eroded by different spiritual powers, and even if he goes out, it cannot be cured. I just want to take him ...?"
"Take it out and kill it again?" Ai Qinglan looked at Liu Kuo outside the dozens and said, "Is it so ... necessary?"
"Er Weizhuang's discussion on the sword, although it was sponsored by Suojia in name, how could it be possible to achieve the response of the world's martial arts based solely on Suojia's connections? It's just the face of many predecessors, plus the operation behind the unified alliance palace "Lu Xiaoqian said:" I wait ... falling into today's situation, after all, it is the responsibility of the palace. Take him out, and give him a death through the trial of the law, after all, it is the confession given by the palace. "
"Sure enough, you insisted that 'useful' is not totally unreasonable," Ai Qinglan sighed slightly: 'So ... if you say this, Xiaofeng can't just sit back and ignore it? ’
Chen Feng is the governor of Xianmeng. Although according to the general life trajectory of Dapai's children, the law enforcement and the guardian are just a resume in the stage of red heart training, but Chen Feng cherishes this identity very much.
Lu Xiaoqian righteously said: "Of course, I am not a ruthless person, and it is by no means putting all the interests of martial arts on top of everything. If I leave, many Taoists will kill him to vent his anger ... I will not do more to block it."
The two were silent for a moment and were reluctant to continue this topic.
Ai Qinglan swept the manuscript in the hand of Xiao Qian, and asked, "What is that?"
"Huh? This? Oh, this." Lu Xiaoqian sighed: "Wang Qi Dao You left a total of seven copies of the manuscript, and I have half of them in my hand."
Speaking of this, Lu Xiaoqian couldn't help but sigh: "Wang Qi Dao You really has extraordinary talents-although it is a bit too touted, but now he is already a master."
Ai Qinglan pouted: "That's enough ..."
Lu Xiaoqian realized that Wang Qi and Ai Qinglan and Chen Feng had an unusual relationship. When she praised Wang Qi's achievements, perhaps Wang Qi's friends were more concerned about Wang Qi himself. She smiled apologetically: "This is indeed a bit ill-considered ... However, I also wanted to write something to pass outside, but I thought about it and found all the" points "in my mind, really Of ... that kind of, um, does anyone disregard all the value that they want to verify? "
Lu Xiaoqian looked at the manuscript in his hand and sighed again. Even if she is not a disciple of Wan Famen, reading this manuscript, she has a "thrilling" feeling. Perhaps as Wang Qi said, this manuscript itself skipped several proofs, but only one direction.
However, what kind of distance and future direction does this "direction" have to point to?
Is the picture that Wang Qi sees really different from the average person?
And such a genius has actually fallen into a weird state because of "thinking of everything".
For a long time, Xianmeng had no way to rescue Wang Qi. This is the characteristic of wishful thinking. After knowing the truth, the risk increases exponentially. If you do n’t know anything, you might be able to rush into it in a daze. Lu Xiaoqian couldn't imagine how to bring Wang Qi out.
Perhaps, Xianmeng's feelings about this state are like the box that the 缥 篈 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 守 圈 鈥 抯 box and the box ’s cat with unknown life and death was facing. Can't go in, but can't help but go in.
Ai Qinglan nodded and finally said: "Then you should pay attention here ... And, take a good rest. This may be the final rest. After the repair is completed, we will enter the" Magic City "."
Lu Xiaoqian nodded and asked again, "Sister, what are you going to do next?"
Ai Qinglan frowned: "Clean up ... the things left by the bastard."
Due to the first-class life-saving ability, Ai Qinglan took the initiative to undertake the task of investigation.
And the most important place to check here is only ... the places where those guys do their proof.
That is, the place where the human body is transformed.
Ai Qinglan was not even very interested in mentioning anything. After the disciples of Tianlingling entered the road, they often conducted empirical studies, and a large part of them would be executed every day. However, in this way, they are the least able to understand meaningless abuse and indiscriminate killing, and most hate indiscriminate killing.
Knowing the value of life, and knowing how much "life" has accumulated behind the human world today.
But here is different. All the equipment here ... No, the concepts of "equipment" and "torture equipment" are all blurred here. The stuff here seems to be designed to endure pain, the lingering blood and the screams still reverberating are still covered on the equipment and records that haven't been taken away, smearing it into hell.
As soon as Chen Yueling entered here, her spirit collapsed. Chen Feng had to make her fall asleep with a pill to calm her mind.
But Ai Qinglan couldn't. She must sort out the things written in blood.
For the next battle, but also to give an account of the victims.
The two nodded and temporarily separated.
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At this time, a large number of reformers have gathered inside the walls of the border of "Thinking Things into Areas". These ghost-like things thrashed the wall desperately, hoping to find a "fragile"-although Mei Gemu knew that it was difficult to get in here, he couldn't help but give it a try.
I thought it was possible to enter the other side of the area, but the monks came from the other side. The enemies along the way were cleared, and there was no stranger to feel in a hurry.
At this moment, the wall that was supposed to be able to resist the attack of the immortals suddenly cracked a gap. All the weirdos followed their fabricated instincts and released their strongest attacks to fight this crack. However, their attack still seems to have no effect on the wall. The wall opens at a constant speed.
And one foot stepped out of it.
Jarvis looked at the hundreds of enemies in front of him without any change in expression.
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