Chapter 46: 46th

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"The tongue is really gone!" someone shouted. +++Full American novel: www.sto123.cc
When the travelers who followed the leader and Li Xiang heard this sentence, there was a noise, all the people twisted the cold light bottle almost at the same time and lifted them together.
The patrol can only vaguely see the edge of the tongue bay, and it becomes a lot clearer.
And the black (color) fog that had been forced in front of us made everyone stunned.
They are now standing at the tip of the tongue, at a safe distance when approaching the Bay of Tongue. Generally, there are only sporadic Aboriginal people, and most Aboriginal people rarely approach the edge of dense fog.
The once safe distance has disappeared with the disappearance of the Tongan mark.
"Check along the fog." The head said.
"Pay attention to caution." Li Xiang turned his head and looked at the travelers behind him, "Don't gather too close to ensure that you can take care of each other."
The team began to check for abnormalities in the same direction. The leader looked at Li Xiang: "You take care of them, I will check the basement."
"Go together," Li Xiang said. "There is a (strong qiang) defense on the side of the team."
"I will have no problem here. Now that the fog has pushed so much, the old ghost must have found it," the head said. "He should let his children push him here. If he is there... …"
"It is still necessary to ensure safety," Li Xiang insisted. "The old ghost's idea is more firm than Lin Fan's. The ghost city has not changed. Once started, it is difficult to ensure that the hearts of the people remain unchanged."
"I thought it was only me who was suspicious," the head of the delegation did not refuse any more, and walked into the thick fog. "When have you become so suspicious?"
"From the time when the aborigines were infected by the experimental body sent by the main city in large numbers..." Li Xiang said, "We really have no allies."
"Blame me," the head said.
"No one can determine right or wrong," Li Xiang said. "No one can determine how better, no if, no assumptions, no head back, you won't know the answer until the end, right?"
This was what the group leader said when he decided to start cooperation with the main city.
Although the Guanguan relationship with the main city is clearly beginning to break, this sentence still applies to Li Xiang.
No abnormalities can be heard in the wind, and the black mist feels no different than usual.
It is just because the relative position of the basement has moved a few hundred meters inward again, and it takes longer to stay in the thickest fog than usual.
After a short walk, the leader stopped.
"Do you feel it?" he asked.
"Shock? Feel it." Li Xiang also stopped.
This faint shock.
"Also." The head said.
Li Xiang didn't speak, stopped for a while, squatted slowly, and put his hand on the ground.
"There is temperature." Li Xiang frowned.
Ghost town is cold, although travelers have already adapted, but the cold ground in the cold wind is still the most intuitive feeling of cold for all people. In order to be able to sit on the ground at any time, many travelers will be in the position of (fart pi) shares Add an extra layer of thick material.
But now, the temperature of the ground has changed.
It is no longer cold, although it is not warm, but at least it is higher than the cold wind.
"I didn't feel this way when I was outside," the head said.
"Yes," Li Xiang stood up and continued walking behind him. "Tongwan must have made some major changes. Do we have to find the old ghost first?"
"Well," the commander nodded, "see if he can be called out near the basement, if not..."
"If it doesn't work, it will bring people back." Li Xiang said.
The head looked back at him: "Are you afraid?"
"The exit has not yet appeared, but the destruction may have begun," Li Xiang said, "At this time everything must be cautious."
"Maybe Lin Fan was right," the head of the group smiled and continued to walk towards the basement. "There is no exit at all."
"I can't look back," Li Xiang said, "I didn't think about looking back."
The gate of the basement appeared in front of them. From this distance, the thick fog was indeed not an illusion, and it could be confirmed again from the geographical position.
The two surrounded the gate of the basement and checked it. There was no abnormality in the door, and no abnormality was found around.
Except temperature.
The temperature of the ground here also changes, no longer the cold black iron.
But soon they discovered the second anomaly, and there was no anomaly around them.
Wind, black mist, cold.
Nothing.
No aboriginal sound was heard.
Without the hiss from their throats, without the whispers they used to communicate with their peers when they were walking around...
There were no aborigines around.
This is the biggest anomaly.
The commander raised the cold light bottle, put his finger to his mouth, and blew a loud whistle.
The whistle is clear, even in such a strong wind, it can spread far away.
After the whistle disappeared, there was still a monotonous wind in their ears.
The head of the group made a second sound.
Li Xiang turned his head slowly, paying attention to the movement around him.
When the commander's third whistle sounded, the sound of the iron chain dragging across the ground came from the wind deep in the tongue.
The familiar voice made both people relieved.
In any case, no matter what the leader has done to the old ghost, the old ghost will still let them breathe alive.
But two seconds later, they also found that the sound of this chain was not the same as usual.
There is no voice of the aborigines accompanying them.
There is no sound of those children helping to push the black iron pile to follow the old ghost.
"He broke the chain." The leader and Li Xiang leaned together almost at the same time.
Li Xiang raised his hand and propped up the defense.
The iron chain is specially made. Lin Fan's works were originally used to control the aborigines. No one wanted to get used to the old ghost one day, and no one thought that the old ghost would break the iron chain one day.
The turn of life.
In addition to life and death, they also know each other better. Old ghosts who have all the abilities of aborigines, but without the shackles, they may not be opponents together.
A tall black shadow slowly came out of the thick fog, the light of the cold light bottle hit him, and a greater shadow was reflected on the thick fog behind him.
"Look for me?" The old ghost stood still, his noisy voice drifting in the wind.
"What happened to (fafa)?" said the head, "the ground temperature is wrong."
"That's all," the old ghost gasped twice, "nothing."
"What about your children?" Li Xiang asked, "Have you taken refuge?"
The old ghost laughed: "How come, the children are waiting for you."
Speaking of this sentence, the regiment leader and Li Xiang determined that the appearance of the old ghost was not only due to the whistle.
The head of the regiment raised his arms and pressed down, and the air waves rolled up from his feet rolled around, the black mist was lifted, and the old ghost was pushed out a dozen meters with this large (qiang) wave.
Following Li Xiang's defense, he faced the old ghost.
"This is your last chance." The old ghost squatted slowly, his hands on the ground (touching Mo) (touching Mo), "Does this sound familiar to you? Leader."
"Clashes at this time are not good for everyone." The head said.
"When there is conflict, there is no benefit," the old ghost said slowly in a husky voice, "but the conflict will always be..."
"What opportunity?" Li Xiang asked.
"Seal the basement," said the old ghost, "the last chance."
"Things in the basement have not yet been put into use." The head said.
"I have seen Ning Gu," the old ghost gasped. "He has grown up."
Li Xiang twitched his eyebrow sharply.
"I want to catch him, but..." The old ghost smiled and stood up slowly, looking down at the ground, "There is a hyena following him... If there is no hyena, I will definitely catch him... you put He is too well protected, too innocent, too decisive..."
"You can never catch him," the head said, "I won't let you walk him."
"Really?" The old ghost suddenly raised his head and stared at the leader. "He will come by himself in a moment."
The commander didn't speak, but just pressed his arm again.
This time, it was no longer the air waves that rolled up from the feet, but the black iron ground that was crushed by the air waves. Countless sharp fragments were lifted and flew out to the old ghost.
While defending, Li Xiang also released an attack. The debris accelerated rapidly in the air, slashed the wind, and hit the old ghost with a sharp howling.
The old ghost slowly raised his legs against the debris and took a step.
Most of the fragments that hit him (body Shen) instantly turned into pieces, raising black smoke to dissipate in the wind, and his second step directly broke through Li Xiang's defense.
The shock under my feet suddenly came again, which was much stronger than what I felt before.
"The time is just right," the old ghost's noisy voice sounded, "Come on, my life and death."
When the loud explosion sound came, Ning Gu was lying on the ground beside the door (sleeping Shui).
It didn't (sleep Shui) too much, he opened his eyes suddenly when he heard the sound.
But after all, there was Lianchuan who didn't need reaction time. Before he got up, Lianchuan stepped on his back, opened the door, and rushed out.
(Shui Shui) I still have to choose a suitable place, not (Shui Shui) by the door...
Ning Gu jumped up quickly and rushed outside the door: "What is..."
There is no sound before the words are finished.
In the direction of Tong Wan in the distance, the black mist seemed to be avoided by something, and the cracks continuously flashed from bottom to top.
"There is Tong Wan," Ning Gu's voice trembled when he spoke. "The commander and Li Xiang, as well as the patrol men, are still in Tong Wan."
"What about my uniform?" Lian Chuan asked.
"Locked in the box." Ning Gu reacted immediately and turned and ran into the house. Lianchuan's uniform was put in a box by the head of the team and kept by him. Only his fingerprints could be opened.
When even Lianchuan put on a uniform, they would know that it was the box opened by Ning Gu.
Ning Gu took out his uniform and threw it to Lianchuan: "Are you going to take advantage of the fire or help them?"
Lian Chuan quickly put on his uniform. After the blue light flashed on the uniform, he glanced at Ning Gu: "Now ask?"
"Yes," Ning Gu said, "You are telling me, am I wrong in judging you?"
"No." Lian Chuan pressed the button on the side of the trouser legs, and a small lid was popped off the side of the uniform. He took out a small object with a blue light from inside.
The four circles are connected together, each with a sharp sharp corner, he put this thing on his left hand.
"You still have this thing?" Ning Gu was surprised. "What's the matter? Is this thing useful?"
"Why don't you ask the leader if there are any other weapons in the box that brought me over." Lian Chuan shook his left hand, and the four blue (color) spots fell on the wall next to it.
Then his hand pressed down, and the blue (color) light spot went down.
Four cracks were instantly marked on the wall.
"Okay!" Ning Gu hurriedly shook his hand and shook it in front of his eyes. "The wind leaked! Don't show up in the house next time!"
"You don't want to go." Lianchuan let go and walked outside the door.
"What?" Ning Gu froze.
"That old ghost," Lian Chuan looked back at him. "Can't believe it. Have you ever wondered why the head Li Xiang and Lin Fan care so much about you?"
Facade of my ghost town.
"...I don't know," Ning Gu frowned. "It may be my parents... but no one mentioned my parents..."
"If you are very important to them," Lianchuan said, "it's just as important to the old ghost, don't give them away."
Lianchuan walked out of the door, and Ning Gu ran out.
He stopped and turned to look at Ning Gu: "I won't hurt the leader, they."
"I know you won't," Ning Gu also looked at him, "but I can't shrink here."
There was a loud noise from the shelter, and you could see the jumping and running travelers on the roof.
There was an accident in Tongue Bay. Their leader and a large number of their companions were in Tongue Bay. Everyone didn't need anyone to order. They all rushed out of the shelter and ran towards Tongue Bay.
"No matter what the leader and Li do to them, no matter what differences they have," Ning Gu said, "they are the elders who raised me, and everything I gave them to me."
Lianchuan looked at him without speaking.
"Unless you tie me in the house and break my leg, I will crawl over." Ning Gu said.
Lianchuan's arm moved.
"Dare you!" Ning Gu took a step back and glared at him.
"Go," Lianchuan turned, "Traveler Ning Gu."
This time Lianchuan didn't catch him flying, there were many travelers running around, and Ning Gu didn't want to cause misunderstanding.
And he also wanted to see what happened (fafa), not just the tongue.
"The ground is cracking! Be careful!" Someone shouted in front of him when he ran to the metal cemetery.
Ning Gu's collar tightened.
A few seconds later he saw a large metal cemetery that had been illuminated by electric light.
A crack of a few meters wide, passing through the metal cemetery, the flashing electric light wrapped in the black mist and rushed into the sky, as if to tear the black mist, it was hidden in the place nearly 100 meters high In the dark mist.
A traveler approached the crack carefully, a flash of electricity struck him, and hit his body. Without even having the time to make a sound, he turned into a piece of debris in the wind and disappeared.
"Don't get close to these lights," Lin Fan's voice came from behind, and Ning Gu heard him shouting with such a high voice for the first time, "Everyone is grouped by training formation, gather at Tong Wan first, and then act, waiting for my order ."
"Received—" The travelers roared, and when they ran forward again, they began to slowly find their team members on the way.
"Ning Gu went back." Lin Fan came over.
"No." Ning Gu answered very (dry gan) crisply.
"We may not be able to keep you safe." Lin Fan said.
"I can." Ning Gu said.
Lin Fan glanced at him: "From now on, every decision you make has no head to go back."
"I don't look back." Ning Gu said.
When Lianchuan reached out, Ning Gu grabbed his collar and waistband: "Trouble pulling arms."
Lian Chuan grabbed him on the arm, obviously not too hard. When he didn't react, Lian Chuan grabbed his wrist.
This feeling...
More like flying.
Lianchuan didn't walk the ground, and there were countless broken machines and shelves in the metal cemetery, whose heights were high and low, like huge tombstones.
Lianchuan pulled him to leap forward on these "tombstones".
There was a roaring wind in my ears, and in front of me was a corner of a ghost town that had never been so bright, and when I looked down, I could see the cracks constantly flashing electro-optically.
The ghost town suddenly became strange.
Lianchuan has been following the crack.
In some places, the crack is very narrow, with only one palm, while in some places it is a few meters wide, extending from Tongue Bay, like tearing the ghost town in half.
They arrived in Tongue Bay before all the reinforced travelers.
Tongan Bay has changed, completely lost its memory.
The cracks turned into a few here, protruding from the depths of Tongue Bay, the black mist was still there, but under the large black mist, the flashing electro-optics seemed to break through the wall at any time.
"Go to the basement," Ning Gu said. "The basement is full of travelers. Something went wrong. The leader of the basement must be going to the basement as soon as possible."
"There are no aborigines nearby," Lianchuan said. "There must be some big changes."
"Are you sure?" Ning Gu said.
"No," Lianchuan said, "but I can bet."
"Gamble?" Ning Gu asked.
"I have bet once on Lost Valley," Lianchuan said, rushing into the tongue, "You are the best, let me win every time I bet."