Let the system try to save the world

"Add me in." A voice came from the sky.

The humming sound of the helicopter's propeller attracted everyone's attention.

"Heh." Shen Fuguang sneered, "Lu He, you don't have to come and die."

"Seeking to die?" Lu He was wearing the uniform of the Psychic Bureau. Since he became the director, he has rarely gone on missions in recent years and he rarely wears this uniform anymore.

"I'm here to deal with an unfinished case in the Psychic Bureau. As the director, I have the authority to arrest you personally, Mr. Shen." He held the door of the helicopter with one hand, and the strong wind at high altitude blew the hair on Lu He's forehead into a mess.

A head popped up from behind him, and Shen Anzhi cautiously poked his head out.

The corner of Xitong's mouth twitched, if he still had a corner of his mouth.

"I finally managed to seal the cracks, what are these for?"

"Oh my god, how did he get here?" Xi Qihuang was horrified, "Isn't he a mortal?"

"Like what you saw." Xitong said, "fly a plane."

"I never thought in my life that a helicopter could fly into the Dust World." Xi Qihuang was horrified. He said, "No, isn't he the chairman of the Luli Group? When did he become a civil servant?"

"You two didn't even know you were sleeping in the same bed, how would I know?" Xitong said.

With a host, Xitong could finally scan without any worries, and the overwhelming mental power directly covered the entire Dust and Smoke World.

"I see." Xitong sighed softly, "Your husband has a natural spiritual root."

"It is a very rare 'empty' spiritual root."

In Buddhism, emptiness is a state that transcends all forms and existence and describes the essence or essential state of things.

It does not mean nothing, but a state of emptiness, a form of existence that transcends all things.

Because all things are born from "Tao" and all things return to the state of "Tao".

Therefore, cultivators with ethereal roots are also called natural Taoist bodies in the world of cultivation.

This kind of spiritual root cultivation cannot be described as fast; it is essentially a part of heaven and earth, and even the process of absorbing spiritual energy into the body is simply omitted.

In contrast, the body of a cultivator with empty spiritual roots is like a pool that is being filled with water and drained at the same time. No matter how fast the cultivator practices, not a single drop of spiritual power can be stored. In terms of results, what is the difference between him and an ordinary person?

"My vision is so good." Xi Qihuang listened to Xi Tong's introduction and said complacently, "I found a giant panda."

"There are fewer than giant pandas, probably finless porpoises," Xitong corrected.

"There is one more thing." Lu He looked at Xi Qi Huang who was standing in the void. He raised his eyes and smiled softly, "Madam, have you had fun during this period?"

"It's been a bit uneasy lately." Lu He said. He looked at Shen Fuguang, as if hinting at something. "I'm here to take my children and my wife home."

"Will it be useful if I say that he admits his mistake this time?" Xi Qihuang said in his heart.

"It's useless. You two sleep in the same bed." Xitong said silently, "How can I admit my mistake?"

"I'll call some more people." Xitong said, "I just scanned some familiar people."

"Go ahead." Xi Qihuang smiled. "It's team building time, it would be bad if we don't gather everyone together."

"Just leave it to us adults now." Xi Qihuang stepped forward and held Lu He's hand.

"Mr. Lu, you've made it so hard for me to keep it a secret." Xi Qihuang said with a half-annoyed and half-smile.

"I knew it a long time ago." Lu He gently kissed the back of Xi Qihuang's hand. "How can someone finish a book signing in Bingcheng this morning and run to Qiongdao in half a day? He flew faster than the Concorde."

"There are many doubts here." Lu He said, "But my wife is a fairy, how can I not be happy?"

Xi Tong created a shadow and in the blink of an eye he arrived at the temple belonging to Xi Qi Huang, the Lord of the Burning Sky Phoenix.

On the same relief as the Goddess Yaoguang, Xiqihuang looks much more gorgeous than he does now.

The Phoenix clan has always liked fancy things. The Xiqihuang on the wall was wearing a lake blue round-necked robe with a conch-red hem and her hair tied up in an exquisite bun. There were hairpins inserted in her temples, jade rings on her ears, rings on her hands, a ruyi tassel belt around her waist, and a sachet.

He is completely different from the man who ran out now, wearing a bamboo hat and picking up a piece of clothing.

Xitong looked at it for a while, then he took down the entire wall and waved his sleeves to put it into his own system space.

I came back and asked someone to install it on the wall of Lu and their villa, but I don’t know if it can be installed?

The crumbling temple suddenly lost a wall and almost collapsed. Xitong raised his hand to hold up the ceiling.

The smell of blood was no longer blocked by the wall and came directly to my face.

There were corpses all over the ground in front of him. In the middle of the sea of ​​blood and corpses, a young man wearing the same green Taoist robe as Luka was holding a bow made of water in one hand, panting and looking at Xitong.

Half of his clothes were stained red with blood. Even in this miserable state, it could not conceal the amber light in his eyes like the sun.

Hi Wan An.

This was the first time Xitong saw him.

His body and Xitong's body seemed like they were carved from the same mold by God.

The curvature of the forehead, the size of the eyes, the height of the nose bridge.

Even identical twins cannot achieve such a degree of similarity.

If you insist on saying what the differences are between the two of them.

Xitong's eyes are probably like the sun in the sky. They seem warm, but in fact they are 150 million kilometers away from the ground. After all, they are visible but untouchable. Even if you get close by chance, you will be burned by the heat.

However, Xi Wanan's eyes were truly amber in color, like a piece of half-melted honey, and there was even a hint of tenderness between his eyebrows.

Xi Wanan looked at Xi Tong warily. He had a good temperament and he picked up the red-dyed Taoist robe. It looked more like a Taoist than Luka's bamboo.

The flesh and blood on the ground was slowly squirming, and a person who was almost inhuman took advantage of the time when Xi Wan'an and Xi Tong were looking at each other and secretly crawled out of the blood.

Xitong watched the sneak attack quietly without taking any action.

Xi Wan'an seemed to sense something and turned around instantly, bent his bow and drew his arrow. An arrow condensed from water nailed the man's hands together at a very close distance.

Xi Wan'an snapped his fingers, and the water arrows instantly condensed into ice. The human-shaped wounds healed under the effect of the healing magic. Now, unless he pulled out the ice arrows, he had completely lost his ability to fight.

"Fifty people." Xi Wan'an's voice was a little hoarse due to the long battle, "There are demons, monsters, and humans."

"They replaced all the people on the rescue team."

Xitong said, "I roughly know where they are."