Bulwark of Light

Chapter 197
Mostly in the wilderness.

Moon stars are rare.

The chill of early winter was swept by the wind, and the thin and crisp dry grass was rolled up, making the sound of cracking and cracking leaves. From a distance, the countless weeds looked like a sea of ​​leaves, being fiddled with by a light palm.

Toss, to toss.

A black figure followed Ye Hai's surge and moved forward soundlessly, like a glider pushed by Ye Hai.

Her speed was very fast. It took only a dozen seconds to cross thousands of meters from the vast grass pile to the abandoned old building... and after leaving the grass pile, the flying dead leaves no longer pushed her forward. , she left this piece of Ye Hai.

Ye Ningqiu raised his head and calmly watched the old building.

This is where Chen Mei was imprisoned.

She is like a ghost, standing quietly in front of the old building, not moving, just staring at it for such a long time, the blackness in her pupils seems to be oozing ink... as if staring like this, she can see through this building The structure of the old building, every steel bar and every wooden frame inside.

She did it because she knew it.

That old guy in the tribunal is more cunning than any fox in the world, since he chooses to detain Chen Mei... he will never allow any accidents to happen.

Tonight's free dance party, all three members of the special investigation team came to the free auditorium, which means that the detention center where Chen Mei was detained is empty.

If... just because of self-confidence that no one can find "here", then it is too inconsistent with Zhou Jiren's style.

There must be a Transcendent carving in this old building that has been prepared.

Or a powerful extraordinary sealed item.

As long as someone breaks in rashly, they will pay a terrible price.

Stared for a long time.

The ink color in Ye Ningqiu's eyes dissipated bit by bit. The building had been dissected and dismantled in her eyes. If there was a "supernatural area" that could not be dismantled, then she would feel relieved.

But the reality is surprisingly weird.

There is no mental fog in the whole building. As long as you have a certain amount of mental power, you can analyze and disassemble the cross-section of the building, and you can see it at a glance. There are no traps or defenses here.

This is absolute confidence.

And sometimes, this kind of self-confidence is a kind of stupidity.

……

……

"Bang" sound.

The door of the interrogation room was kicked open.

Chen Mei, who leaned his head back on the seat and closed his eyes, was playing a game of counting sheep in his heart, suddenly came back to his senses, he sat up straight suddenly, when he saw the woman who broke into the meeting room, his tense expression instantly Be pleasantly surprised.

"Aunt Ye..."

That's what Chen Mei called him since he was very young.

Ye Ningqiu looks very young, but the fact is that she is several years older than Lu Nanzhi, but because of the good maintenance, her skin is fair and firm for ten years, and she gave birth to a baby doll Face, that's why people have this illusion.

"Not much time. I'll pick you up."

Ye Ningqiu spoke quickly, her speed was extremely fast, and her movements were very neat. She reached out and pulled out her hairpin from the back of her head, and then stroked it lightly.

The all-conquering [Holy Wood] was actually cut open by a hairpin!
In fact, Zhou Jiren's [Sacred Wood] is not an absolutely flawless defense... It can be seen from the escape of A-009 that the [Sacred Wood] does have top-notch restraint ability, but no matter how refined the extraordinary spirit is, it is only A piece of ordinary rattan wood born in nature will be damaged if it encounters corrosion, and it will be cut open if it encounters a sharp object.

Moreover, the firmness of [Holy Wood] is also related to the distance between the owner.

This old-fashioned unfinished building in the wilderness is separated by hundreds of thousands of miles from the Liberty Auditorium where singing and dancing are at the moment.

But... no matter how far apart they are, Zhou Jiren can sense the state of the 【Holy Wood】.

Chen didn't stand up, move his wrists, he took a deep breath, enjoying the long-lost freedom...Zhou Jiren is really a lunatic, he put himself here under house arrest regardless of his father's status as a councilor.

"[Sacred Wood] has been cut off, Zhou Jiren has already noticed it." Ye Ningqiu reminded in a low voice, "We have to leave quickly."

Chen didn't laugh and said, "Father sent you here?"

Ye Ningqiu lowered his eyebrows and nodded.

She looked at the promenade, and with just one glance, the glass of the promenade of the old building shattered and burst, and countless leaves surged and swept up like a sea tide, and they were lifted up to form a ladder to welcome the escape of the two.

"...I'd better go another way."

Seeing the broken glass in the corridor, the corners of Chen Mei's lips twitched slightly, and he recalled a not-so-good memory.

Now he doesn't even want to understand.

That explosion, that white ghostly shadow... Is it the real 'past', or a virtual dream?

"Zhou Jiren's [Sacred Wood] moves very fast. If he chooses to leave immediately... at most 15 minutes, he can arrive here." Ye Ningqiu said: "Do you want to be imprisoned again?"

Chen Mei frowned, he vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he still chose to evacuate from the corridor with Aunt Ye.

"Boom."

Countless leaves swept across like a sea tide.

Ye Ningqiu took him to play like this when Chen Mei was very young, when he just awakened the ability of [Time Slowing]. In autumn, countless leaves turned into a big boat to carry the two of them across the wilderness with flying leaves.

Ye Ningqiu's ability is the natural type [Withered Grass].

In Dadu, where countless buildings have sprung up from the ground, there is no dry grass, only torrents of steel, so she has never displayed her power in front of outsiders, and there are only a few people who know the secret.

Perhaps it is because of its own ability.

Aunt Ye's personality is also like a dead grass, always inadvertently revealing a faint sadness.

Chen didn't look at Ye Ningqiu, he smiled softly: "Aunt Ye, I always feel that you are a little different today... Today should be the day of the free dance, right? You came from the auditorium?"

Ye Ningqiu didn't answer, but concentrated on driving Ye Hai, darting towards the distance frantically.

Chen didn't frown slightly.

He stared at Aunt Ye's neck carefully. This is not the first time he has observed Ye Ningqiu at close range... He didn't feel anything unusual before, but today, the snow-white neck seems to be covered with a thick layer of powder .

This is... makeup powder?

Chen was not at a loss, he heard a very soft voice.

"arrive."

Ye Ningqiu's voice was as pleasant as ever, quiet, like a withered grass.

It reveals a faint, sad, deadly coldness.

Countless leaves swept across, and at the moment they hit the ground, they all bounced back. Tens of millions of dead leaves were ready to go on the ground like blades. The moment the woman's voice opened, the blades erupted like a tornado.

Chen Mei's pupils suddenly shrank.

He turned on [Time Slowing] for the first time.

Not every situation... can be resolved with [Time Slowdown].

What's more, the person who made this killing was the one who had watched him grow up for ten years and knew him best... Aunt Ye.

Overwhelming.

It's all the dead leaves of late autumn.

Even in the [Time Slow] field, these dead leaves were slowed down several times, but they were still surrounded by an impenetrable iron wall——

There is no going back.

There is no way to hide.

Tens of thousands of dead leaves collided in the air, bursting out a crisp sound like tremors of gold and iron.

Smears of blood erupted in the storm of dead leaves. After [Time Slow] was turned on, the extremely sharp blades cut through the flesh and blood, like a cruel death penalty.

Ling Chi.

(End of this chapter)