Chapter 351: The cry of the Imperial Palace Shrine

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The seven-minute Tokyo time, where everyone’s vigilance was lifted, has passed five minutes. The various blocks in Shibuya are lively and orderly, and there is no abnormality.
Did they really scare away the black hand behind the scenes?
Lin Luoran is close to the lips, always feel that some of the key factors may be ignored by them. Where is it?
There was a sudden commotion in front of the department store, and many plain clothes were dispatched. Other practitioners formed an encirclement around the place where the chaos occurred. However, a young man with yellow hair was thrown to the ground and found that this person was only In the small department store in front of the department store, the thief discovered by the owner, whether it is the Chinese people or the Japanese authorities, is disappointed.
This is really an ordinary thief, and there has been no such thing as someone trying to create chaos and fish.
The night wind blows Lin Luoran's skirt, and the neon is reflected in her eyes. Lin Xiaoxue can feel the low pressure uploaded by her body.
The communicator on Lin’s wrist suddenly felt like a drop. She pressed a button and a large virtual shadow on the computer screen was placed in front of her. This is a small gadget derived from the study of "Uly Technology" by China. The encrypted 3D video transmission cannot be intercepted. Without the unloading password, leaving the user's wrist, it will blew within 3 seconds.
Lin Qingxue was obviously surprised by the content in the video. She chose to invite her companions to watch.
In this way, Lin Luoran can also see the video content and hear the sound, and she has no time to lament the progress of the technology, and frowned at the content of the video.
Under the orange streetlights, two cars rushing on the mountain road suddenly screamed, and the sound of the brakes pierced the tranquility of the mountains.
As soon as the picture turned, two extremely fast figures rushed to the vehicle where the accident occurred. Their figure was extremely fast and the video was blurred. Lin Luoran has already felt familiar. Lin Xiaoxue will freeze the picture and enlarge the faces of the two people. Lin Luoran feels that the uneasiness he has always felt is finally reflected.
- This is clearly Lin Luodong and Huang Weijian!
In exchange for the general Chinese parents, in this case, they are so dizzy that they must scold two disobedient teenagers, but in Lin Luoran’s view, even if they want to smash the two Also find talent is.
This is a video clip with only a few tens of seconds, from the sudden screams in the driveway to the sudden braking, and then the two teenagers pounced in the direction of the vehicle, the video stopped.
"Miss Lin, the video was taken at No. 2 section of the Mt. Fuji Kawaguchiko mountain pass. The time was 19:00 Tokyo time. The video was received at 19:05 Tokyo time. The members of the logistics team who filmed the video had a 99% chance of being killed."
If you are alive, it will not be possible to pass back this important video after five minutes. This should be the message that the communicator will automatically send out five minutes after the owner stops the pulse.
As a special soldier, Lin Xiaoxue did not see his comrades who died. She is still wet at the moment. The teammate who is on the 2nd road section is Hang Kun. She has known her friends for eight years.
Lin Luoran felt the grief of the female soldier, 99% chance of death? This should be the discretion of the military. The logistic special forces who recorded the video and passed it back are almost certain, as Lin Bianxue said, he died.
What happened before he died?
Are Lin Luodong and Huang Weijian still alive?
Time is tight, Lin Luoran only left a sentence "to organize his information to me", then Yu Jian went to the direction of Mount Fuji. What she can say is only such a pale comforting word. Even if she compensates the family of this special soldier afterwards, how can she change back to a living life?
Lin Luoran is not the Virgin. She just thought of an unknown soldier and passed back the news of Lin Luodong and Huang Weijian. She could not be as indifferent as not knowing this.
The soldier gave her brother a chance to survive. People are not grass, in the long time, even the awkward Huang Weijian, in the status of Lin family, is not much lighter than Luodong.
When flying over the top of the building, Li Weier entangled Zhao Jian with a bundle of fairy ropes and jumped up. She saw Lin Luoran look serious, has secretly guessed whether something happened.
Wen Guanjing also keeps the sword up, leaving Yuan Ye and Lin Da in the crowd, not to be shocked by the world, to greet Xiaojin, and the two are sitting on the back of the Shibuya crowd, sitting on the back of Xiaojin, disappearing in horizon.
The small gold double-winged Zhang has a ten-meter-long wing, which has brought a huge impact on the site.
Lin Qingxue's communicator rang again. This cautious female soldier was hurt by the loss of his comrades' arms and blushing at the order to advance toward Mount Fuji.
She is in charge of the logistics of the rescue mission. When she did not receive the order from her superiors, she actively ordered the logistics unit to enter the core position of the rescue. After returning to China, she was inevitably subject to punishment. But after all, people are not machines. If they are always step by step, she is not the one. In the case of other people's palms sweating, a shot of Lin Bing Xue who made a shot of the blood.
That was the first non-human existence she killed.
Lin Qingxue clenched the pistol in his hand, and she firmly believed that ordinary soldiers could overcome this invisible behind-the-scenes non-human existence as long as they were used properly.
The female soldier has a firm look in his eyes.

"Don't go!" Huang Weijian took Lin Luodong, who was going to check the vehicle. "You have to learn to use God, there is no living person in the car."
Lin Luodong stopped and the two were quite old. On the practice, Huang Weijian was a small predecessor. He was flustered for a while, but he forgot the monks except for the eyes and the knowledge.
If you can't touch the car, you can only use the gods to be the safest.
Lin Luodong "saw" the two cars that bumped into the front of the car. It was indeed a living person. To be more precise, only the two drivers in the driver's seat, with a peaceful smile, but seven holes of death - they look like they saw something unwilling to share with others before they died, so There is a hint of surprise in the smile.
In addition to the two cars that have stopped their heartbeats, the deadly drivers, whether they are some inexplicably arrogant Japanese students, or the smiling female student Huang Wei, have disappeared out of thin air.
"From the time we heard the screams, to the sudden brakes of the vehicle, it will not be more than thirty seconds." Lin Luodong thought, when it was like Lin Luoran, his brows always wrinkled unconsciously.
Huang Weijian nodded, two big living people who died under their eyes, and the students who disappeared silently. This must be related to the tasks of the Chinese monks. What is it?
The clues are in front of you, and even the compatriots of one side are trapped.
Lin Luodong is determined in his eyes. Like himself, he can't sit idly by. Huang Weijian's wrist is fretting, and he has been writing a book. The pen ends with a cursive line. The boy slowly recites: "I want to go home by the wind..."
His voice and gesture touched a certain force between the heavens and the earth. Under the quiet night, the wind suddenly started, and the fallen leaves on the ground were rolled up. Huang Weijian grabbed Lin Luodong’s arm, and the two were seemingly incompetent. The breeze blew into the air.
Lin Luodong was a bit surprised and horrified. "When did you learn to borrow the wind?"
Although knowing the "Confucianism" that a friend has learned is another way of practicing, the monks below the base period cannot fly by wind. This has become Lin Luodong's directional thinking. Suddenly, Huang Weijian intercepted a noun and actually took it. The wind is going... This is a little bit too playful. Is it too good for Huang Weijian to hide in the weekdays?
Huang Weijian did not pay attention to him. When the gesture changed, the speed of his flight with Lin Luodong suddenly increased. Under the guidance of the bald pen, the two went straight to the top of Fuji.
If Lin Luodong’s realm is a little higher, it will be easy to see that it’s not that Huang Weijian’s practice is against the sky, that the youngsters fly by the wind, and more rely on the guidance of this magical bald pen to make the body weight of the two people breeze. Lift up and fly by the momentum.
After they disappeared, a special soldier dressed in a camouflage suit hiding behind the hillside revealed his figure.
"Hey, have you sent two young domestic monks this time?"
With the small but functional communicator of the wrist, the soldier can clearly hear the conversation between the two teenagers.
Because the matter involved the disappearance of the population, he is preparing to pass the video to the superior, but his body is suddenly stiff.
No one knew what the soldiers saw, the smile on his face was getting better and better, and then the eyes, ears, nose and nose began to bleed, but in a few seconds, he died.
His name is Hang Kun. He is the deputy captain of the special brigade of the Huaxia codename "Guangming". He is 28 years old, single unmarried, and always sleeps on the No. 2 road of the Mt.
The night is thick, and there seems to be a gorgeous skirt. The birds on the tree are one of them. When you look at it again, the tree shadows and the special soldiers die on the hillside. There is no special abnormality.
Is it dazzling? The small brain capacity of the sparrow is not enough for it to think deeply. In the summer, the berries of Mount Fuji are so full of interest.
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Huang Weijian controlled the wind and barely landed outside a quaint Japanese courtyard.
The bald pen in his hand, I don’t know what it’s, it’s hot and hot, and it’s almost out of hand. Only a few years ago, the bat demon, the bald pen has produced a similar state, Huang Weijian can not help but be the enemy.
"Why don't you go in?" Lin Luodong looked at the slightly low-profile Japanese courtyard, and I wondered what my friends were doing.
Huang Weijian’s eyes are deeply helpless in the eyes of Liu Hai. Is the transition protection saying Lin Luodong? Do you have to learn to be cautious if you have to suffer? He and Lin’s sister are not at all like it.
The two teenagers carefully watched around and finally managed to find something similar to a street sign.
Japanese can not understand, English translation can not accurately express the meaning, or Lin Luodong touched out the handheld computer, only Baidu out of the road sign.
"The Palace Shrine?"
Huang Weijian, "Look at what is here."
Lin Luodong's fingers slid on the screen flexibly, and the omnipotent mother immediately told him the truth: "It is the place where the of Mount Fuji is worshipped. What is the name of the "wood flower, the goddess of life", the name is really around."
Huang Weijian’s face smells like who owes him millions, and he swears:
No wonder!

No wonder what? Lin Luodong was just asking, the cry of the girl was heard in the quiet courtyard. Hey, some familiar. This is not the voice of the female student Huang Wei? !
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