Chapter 584: Fighting is worse than Escape
Seeing Shang Feng, who had been kind to him in the past, fall like this, Zhao Feng's heart felt cold.
He approached Ling Fu's body with a playful smile, hummed a tune and lowered his head, as if whispering: "Master Ling, don't blame me, you kept trying to block my way."
When he got closer, he noticed what was flowing out of the pierced skull.
“Strange, what is this?”
The fish's eyes stared at the white liquid in Ling Fu's pierced skull. He was very puzzled and even stretched out his fins to dip into the liquid.
“Ouch, it hurts so much. Why is it still thorny?”
Zhao Feng shook off the fish fins that were stung by the inexplicable weak energy, and brought it close to the fish’s blowhole to smell it. Got the smell.
It has a very pungent smell, with a metallic smell.
But in any case, it doesn't smell like brains or blood.
"It looks like...Master Ling is not a human being!" Zhao Feng murmured.
Concentrating on his research, he did not notice that a woman dressed in black came quietly at the entrance of the cave. Patterns were densely covered on her face with protruding blood vessels, and her dark eyes were cold. Staring at Zhao Feng.
Unconsciously, Zhao Feng was enveloped in a certain aura.
The next moment, or I don’t know how many moments passed, he was inexplicably being held by a hand, unable to struggle - because his lower body had been cut off, leaving only the fish part.
“Where are the drawings?” asked the strange woman in black in front of her.
Zhao Feng was stunned.
He didn't know how he ended up in this situation.
Why didn’t he do it again?
Thinking about this, he was about to repeat his old trick of releasing dragon veins when he suddenly felt severe pain in his lower body.
Aren’t your legs already gone?
Why did it grow again?
Zhao Feng experienced the pain of a broken leg again.
A cold questioning voice came to his ears: "Where are the drawings?"
Zhao Feng was a little confused. Does this question seem familiar?
But he really couldn't tell it, otherwise the plan would be destroyed and he would die.
So he wanted to release the dragon veins again.
However, my lower body hurt again.
Why did he use the word "again".
Zhao Feng felt like he was going crazy.
He didn't understand why he experienced this pain repeatedly, as if he was in never-ending torture.
"Where are the drawings?"
The cold voice entangled him, forcing him, and ultimately destroyed his will.
……
I don’t know how long it took.
Ling Su woke up with a strong fishy smell in his nose.
It's like the stench caused by rotting fish that has been dead for a long time.
He frowned, opened his eyes, and saw the dim cave illuminated by the spirit bead lamp.
I seem to be holding something in my hand.
I rubbed it lightly with my fingers, and it turned out to be a piece of paper.
When I held it up to my eyes, it turned out to be an extremely complicated drawing, outlining the entire sewer. There were also a lot of marks on it, but the writing was messy and fine, overlapping and difficult to distinguish in a moment. No idea what it is.
It's just that this drawing is stained with blood.
Ling Fu felt a chill in his heart and sat up in a panic.
A fish carcass without its lower half fell into view.
Then there are two legs, one to the east and one to the west.
"Zhao Feng, dead?" Ling Fu looked at it, feeling strange in his heart.
I touched my head and felt that something was not quite right.
But his head was intact, as if everything was just a vague nightmare of his.
At this time, the spiritual message rang.
[Scan the drawings to me. ] Said with a smile.
Ling Fu took out the blueprint, and Lingxun cast a beam of light, covering the blueprint.
After a moment, a three-dimensional sewer model emerged in mid-air, with smooth light and shadow depicting criss-crossing pipes, and some special light spots dotting it, which were probably the locations of those special magic circles.
"What should we do next?" Ling Fu asked as if talking to himself.
【We are going to transform these magic circles. 】
【If you take it apart carefully, what are the uses of these magic circles? 】
A three-dimensional array pattern appeared on the light screen.
And after some kind of change, a three-dimensional structure actually appeared.
Ling Fu squinted his eyes and stared for a long time. The instinct of a natural worker quickly dismantled all the formation patterns. The more he looked, the more frightened he became. The shock and anger in his eyes gradually intertwined.
"This is! The evil energy in the warehouse is to be released into Chang'an!"
[Yes, not only the evil energy, they are also trying to destroy the suppression array in the warehouse. 】
"Crazy people... a bunch of crazy people!" Ling Fu cursed in a low voice, his chest rising and falling, trying to suppress his anger.
After calming down, he asked: "So, what is your transformation plan?"
The other party did not send a text, but showed a pattern of a magic circle, which looked the same as the original one. They were quite similar, but Ling Fu could tell at a glance that many of the formation patterns had been slightly adjusted.
"Is this?"
Ling Fu looked at it bit by bit, his eyes shocked and slightly hesitant.
"Isn't this too radical?"
[There is no way, the overall control of this magic circle is not in our hands, and after many years of engraving by your subordinate hiding in the sewer, these magic circles and the warehouse formation They are deeply connected. If they are destroyed rashly, it will only trigger an uncontrollable chain reaction and lead to an early crisis. 】
Ling Fu thought for a while and quickly understood what Liu Sheng meant, "So, instead of preventing the warehouse from invading Chang'an, it is better to prevent the warehouse from touching Chang'an."
[Yes, it is better to block it. escape. 】
【However, we are pressed for time, there are still two hours left, but to transform these four hundred and forty magic circles, you may need some help. 】
"...Of course." Ling Fu thought about the workload and felt like he was in danger. "But fortunately, I am the minister of the Ministry of Industry and the head of Hongfu Hall. It is not difficult to find dozens of craftsmen who can do this. . ”
[That’s good, but you can only find it through the sewer. 】
"..."
Ling Fu thought that he had to crawl around in this dirty sewer, crawl under people's houses, and look for people. of decency.
But there seems to be no other way.
Jin Wuwei is arresting people on the ground tonight. If he is caught, although he may not be imprisoned, he will not be able to avoid having to talk a lot.
What's more, for the worshipers behind Li Xuan, I am afraid that the outbreak of evil spirit in Chang'an may not be a good thing for them...
So he shook his head and reluctantly mentioned Spirit.
"However, even though I am their top, I cannot know all their addresses..."
[I can help you show the way, I have integrated the underground map and the surface map , you only need to provide the target's spiritual message code, and I can locate their exact location in Skynet. 】
[Of course, the premise is that they are all using the new version of Lingxun connected to Skynet. 】
"Don't worry, when I work in the Ministry of Industry and Hongfu Hall, I have replaced them with new models." Ling Fu smiled easily, "Especially now that Qixuan Mountain is so popular..."
[That’s good, Mr. Ling is really generous. 】
“Ahem, anyway, the funds of the Ministry of Industry will not be used up this year... If they are not used up, they will have to be deducted next year...”
As he walked away, Ling Fu naturally did not see him. In the darkness of the pipe not far behind him, a figure in black clothes stood quietly.
And on the hand with protruding blood vessels and dense patterns, a golden light hovered faintly on the fingertips.