Chapter 443 Betting everything
"Have you discovered anything?" Gao Ming immediately became excited. He didn't expect that he could get the answer in advance here. While he was worried about Yan Xizhi, he was also very curious.
Yan Xizhi did not answer immediately, but looked at Gao Ming more seriously, as if he was confirming whether the person in front of him was the Gao Ming he had known before.
"What? Did you see other Gao Ming in the black mist?" Gao Ming felt uncomfortable under the old principal's gaze.
"Some words cannot be said casually, especially now..." Yan Xizhi pointed to the wounds on his body: "These black mists have thoughts, they are like the ashes of souls collected together, and they are like The manifestation of a special will.”
"I don't quite understand what you mean. Now I want to know more about who hurt you? What dangers are hidden in the black mist?" Gao Ming was a little anxious. His most important friends were still trapped in the black mist. Principal Yan and Meng Gui's strength will be injured, and Goddess and the others may not be able to withstand it.
"Don't say anything that hurts me. Once you say it, it will hear it, then it will see you, find you in the black mist, and finally kill you." Yan Xi Zhi Shen muttered, but this has been revealed to Gao Ming. Very important information.
"Ineffable existence?"
Yan Xizhi did not shake his head or nod, but just said to himself: "I did enter the black mist, but I did not get out of the vast sea. I was injured when I was about to leave the vast sea."
His mind was spinning, and Gao Ming immediately understood what Yan Xizhi meant. Will he be attacked by an unspeakable existence only after leaving the city of Hanhai?
"I lost my way when I first entered the fog. Someone in the depths of the fog was calling my name. It seemed to be my unfulfilled child, but I remembered that he had been killed by Situ An. Why would the dead person be like this? Appear?" Yan Xizhi retracted his gaze and stared at his fingers: "In the fog, you will see all kinds of things, like a completely alien world."
"Every person and ghost who comes out of the vast sea seems to have some unknown mark on their body. After we come into contact with the black mist, our body, soul, and will will continue to be diluted by the black mist. Well, it should be described as dilution. Until the end we will become part of the black mist." Yan Xizhi's every wound was overflowing with black mist. She seemed unable to mention certain things and could only tell Gao Ming tactfully.
"If you want to move safely in the black mist, it's actually very simple. Take the initiative to merge with the black mist and let them enter your body. Don't resist or show any power that ordinary people can't understand." Yan Xizhi told Gao Minghuo The way to get down is something that the Bureau of Investigation has not mentioned.
"Playing a normal person?"
"That's right, being strong there is of no use unless you are stronger than them. Before that, you have to pretend to be a fool. Once you reveal anything abnormal, you will be attacked crazily by those black mists and then attracted to A more terrifying existence." Yan Xizhi's tone became serious: "Don't try to resist, at least don't resist now, this black mist is fate..."
Yan Xizhi still wanted to say a few words at the end, but her open mouth seemed to freeze, and several wounds on her body suddenly erupted, and black mist surged out!
In order to protect Gao Ming from being touched, Yan Xizhi waved his hand and swept Gao Ming out of the office, and the seemingly ordinary wooden door was closed again.
But at the moment of closing the door, Yan Xizhi gave Gao Ming one final piece of advice: "They can't wait any longer! You must find a new Blood City as soon as possible..."
"Is he the Lord of Blood City?" Looking at the closed door and listening to Yan Xizhi's miserable voice, Gao Ming bowed slightly to the principal's office and turned to leave.
He originally wanted to ask Yan Xizhi to take action. It would be much safer to have Meng Gui by his side, but he did not expect that Yan Xizhi had been injured in the black mist.
"Do I have any other helpers?" Gao Ming recalled the memories of death in the past. There were terrible people and ghosts in every future. The problem was that after Gao Ming came back this time, he moved too fast, which led to the disaster. It’s a lot ahead of schedule, and many people haven’t grown up yet.
"Every time I faced a desperate situation before, I didn't seem to be depressed this time." Gao Ming raised his head and glanced at the sky: "The past, memory and sky are probably all fake."
After checking what he had on him, Gao Ming no longer stopped and headed to Xiao'an Town with three seeds from the flesh-and-blood giant tree.
At midnight, a lone lamp was placed at the station closest to Xiao'an Town.
There were several people standing next to the cold seats. They were pacing back and forth, seemingly anxious. The sound of car horns came from a distance, and everyone looked over there. The dark cars were like moving coffins, and they all stopped near the station.
"Is everyone here?" The soft voice made the crowd near the station shudder. They seemed to have been poured a bucket of ice water and ran to the car in an instant.
"Death has not come yet." The security guard of the Investigation Bureau in casual clothes lowered his head: "Will he let us go? After all, we have just tricked him."
"If he doesn't come, we will be the ones who go in." Throwing away the blood-stained gloves, Lord Jingtuo looked at his almost bitten hand, while the security personnel around him consciously moved their eyes to other places.
"My hands have been bleeding and pus-filled. No matter how many white gloves I put on, it's no use."
No one dared to answer. Only one of the more courageous security guards quietly raised his head and glanced at Jingtuo God. Small scars appeared on the man's once charming and perfect cheeks, and a faint trace appeared under the skin that was even more delicate than a girl's. This is a ghost pattern that security personnel have never seen before.
Lord Jingtuo has his own ghost pattern?
The most perverted and vicious researcher in the Shumi Research Institute has finally chosen his own ghost pattern?
With his eyes wandering, the security guard's gaze followed Lord Jingtuo's chin and saw the other person's collarbone. The ghost lines slowly became clear, but the ghost's face seemed to be missing an eye.
Eye?
The world turned red, and the security guard suddenly felt a sharp pain. He screamed and fell to the ground, his eyes bleeding uncontrollably.
"Tell him to shut up." Lord Jingtuo said coldly. He picked up the only lamp in the station and walked towards the distance.
The black mist has spread to a place more than 600 meters away from the station. Lord Jingtuo clearly remembers that the black mist was still thousands of meters away from here yesterday: "It's getting closer."
With a cough, the two security personnel behind Lord Jūda brought a modified cart to him.
Lifting the black cloth on the car, Wan Jie was looking around coldly.
"How many meters of black fog can your eyes see through?" Lord Jingtuo adjusted the cart and stood Wan Jie up.
"About thirty meters."
"Very good. Once the black mist is resolved, the General Administration will free all of you and help you remove the curse." Lord Jingtuo said casually.
Wan Jie was not ready to believe the other party at all: "Are you sure you won't kill all of us by then?"
"No." God Jingtuo wanted to say something else, but the ghost marks on his body and him turned to look at the vast sea at the same time.
A bus full of passengers was slowly approaching here, and the driver was Gao Ming.
(End of chapter)