Fast Transmigration: Almighty Hang Force

There was so much noise outside that Fang Yizhen was woken up early in the morning, but she was afraid that going out of the tent rashly would cause them unnecessary trouble, so she kept listening to the movements outside. After a while, the fighting sound disappeared in an instant , the silence outside is a bit scary.

He waited and waited, and then he pulled the tent chain, and stepped out.

Glancing at the zombies lying on the ground with their skulls bursting and splashing blood, he shifted his gaze to the tense backs: "What happened? There are other zombies?"

Luo Xing stuffed him back into the tent with a serious face: "It may be more troublesome than zombies, professor, please don't come out."

Fang Yizhen glanced at the deep scars on his hands, and said in shock, "You were scratched!?"

Luo Xing felt bitter in his heart, and hummed in a low voice: "When I solve this problem, let the brothers kill me before I mutate."

Fang Yizhen had mixed emotions in his heart, staring at the scar that had turned black and purple, and quickly searched for a way to deal with it in his mind. The most likely thing to succeed now is to give him a big blood change before the virus spreads all over his body , but there is no equipment right now, let alone a suitable blood source, how can I change it?

Luo Xing quickly put away his sad and bitter thoughts, looked in a certain direction warily, his eyes flickered slightly: "That person is coming."

"Who?"

"The ability user who strangled six tenth-level zombies with one move over 100 meters away is from the gold system, and it is very likely that he has broken through the highest level of twelve." Luo Xing paused: "Besides, I can feel So, he has no kindness towards us."

Hearing what he said, Fang Yizhen couldn't help but concentrate.

The night covered the entire forest, and as far as the field of vision was concerned, there was only a piece of bare tree stumps, without any shelter, a dark shadow approached from a distance, walking unhurriedly.

The man was tall, and it could be seen that he was wearing a windbreaker, and his figure was tall and tall. As he got closer, an indescribable sense of familiarity gradually filled Yizhen's heart, and when the man walked a few meters away , the flame completely illuminated his face, and Fang Yizhen's heart almost missed a beat. Even though the familiar eyebrows and eyes were much longer than when he was a teenager, he recognized it at a glance. The visitor turned out to be three years old. Jiang Ting, who was dead before!

In the past three years, he has grown a lot, his body is no longer thin and weak as before, and his face, which has been so beautiful since he was a child, is morbidly pale, making his lips as red as blood and his eyes as dark as abysses. The invisible aura is extremely oppressive, making people hold their breath involuntarily, thinking that he is not like a human being, but rather like an evil ghost from hell.

Although his face didn't change much, his demeanor was turned upside down. After Fang Yizhen's momentary surprise, he hesitated. After all, he went back with a faint hope. There was no life in that emptiness. How could Jiang Ting survive? get down?Taking chances, he tentatively asked, "...Xiaoting?"

Jiang Ting's eyes were always on Fang Yizhen's face, as if he wanted to imprint every expression on his heart. After a long time, the chilling coldness in his eyes melted away, revealing his beautiful face. With a soft smile: "Dad. It's me."

Luo Xing had only met Jiang Ting a few times, and it was always when he was in a coma, and he didn't have a clear impression of his appearance. When he heard their question, he subconsciously said, "Impossible! Professor, did you admit it wrong? "

"No, I didn't admit my mistake."

Jiang Ting's smile was exactly the same as three years ago, Fang Yizhen was convinced almost immediately, he was surprised and delighted, he couldn't believe his eyes: "Why do you..."

Jiang Ting took a few steps forward, stretched out his hands, and hugged Fang Yizhen tightly into his arms.

He is very tall, and he was able to nest in Fang Yizhen's arms before, but now he can surround Fang Yizhen. Fang Yizhen is hugged by him. His arms are very cold, as cold as a corpse, but at any rate, they really exist. Fang Yizhen's heart was sour and hot, and he didn't realize this somewhat ambiguous hug gesture in the eyes of outsiders.

Jiang Ting lowered his head slightly, breathed out in his ear, and said softly like a sigh: "Long time no see, Dad."

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After all, the anti-toxin research experiment back then was a secret, and few people in the entire base knew about it. Therefore, except for Luo Xing, the other supernatural beings didn't know about Jiang Ting. They only learned that Jiang Ze's son was in their simple conversation. , there was an accident three years ago, I didn't expect the father and son to meet each other alive.

They sat down around the fire, and the supernatural beings looked at Jiang Ting, who had a gentle smile. The corners of the other's eyes and brows were full of tenderness that made people unguarded. They almost thought that the murderous aura and chill they felt not long ago were just illusions. .

Fang Yizhen was not in a hurry to reminisce with him, but remembered the zombies killed by Jiang Ting, and asked him, "Your ability was triggered?"

Jiang Ting nodded and spread his hands, a golden light flashed in his palm.

"Isn't the healing power that was tested at the beginning?"

Jiang Ting smiled slightly: "All of them."

Fang Yizhen still remembered Luo Xing's injury, and immediately asked Jiang Ting to help treat it. Jiang Ting covered the scar with his hand according to his words, and a gentle white light enveloped Luo Xing's arm, and a stream of heat flowed from the wound to his whole body .

However, Luo Xing looked at Jiang Ting with guarded and suspicious eyes.

After the natural disaster that year, he immediately led the team back to search and rescue. The base A has been corroded and there is no wreckage. Even if Jiangting triggered the ability at that time, it is impossible to survive the acid rain. does not exist.

But this person in front of him has exactly the same appearance as Jiang Ting, and he has the ability to heal, who else would it be if it wasn't Jiang Ting?Luo Xing's head hurt from thinking about it, and at this moment, Jiang Ting's eyes that had been smiling softly turned suddenly, and his eyes met him directly.

Those thick ink-like pupils were covered with a layer of evil death, like a mist, and even the slightly raised corners of the mouth had a hint of smoldering, just for a moment, it made people feel like falling into hell, and their backs shivered.

When Luo Xing looked intently again, he smiled at him and asked, "Uncle Luo, do you feel better?"

Luo Xing didn't come to his senses for a moment.

He couldn't help but began to wonder if what he had just seen was an illusion.

Jiang Ting has no reason to hold such strong malice towards him.

"Well...it's better."

The wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was the first time they saw a living healing power user, and everyone was a little amazed. They repeatedly played with Luo Xing's arm where no scars could be seen, and discussed excitedly.

After Fang Yizhen calmed down, he gradually discovered many unreasonable things, such as how Jiang Ting escaped from the acid rain, and how he was promoted to the twelfth level in three years. Putting it on ordinary people, this cannot happen.A talent as extraordinary as Luo Xing, who reached level [-] in the eighth year of the end of the world only through continuous hard work and the supply of the base, besides, Jiang Ting has dual abilities of the healing department and metal department, and the advancement is slower than those with single department abilities much.

Soon he was relieved, it doesn't matter if these details are not clear, as long as the little boy is still alive, it's better than anything else.

They didn't seem to have seen each other for three years. Jiang Ting was not unfamiliar with him. Even though he was already taller than Fang Yizhen, he still leaned close to him, clasped his arms with both hands, and smiled softly. , the deep and magnetic voice was as usual, dragging the end, with a hint of natural flattery and coquettishness: "Dad, do you miss me?"

Fang Yizhen nodded. In the past three years, although he had accepted the fact of Jiang Ting's death, he would always think of him from time to time. They didn't get along for a long time, but he seemed to have really taken on the role of father.

Jiang Ting's chin rested on the hollow of his shoulder: "I miss Dad very much."

The breath he exhaled seemed to be icy, Fang Yizhen pulled him to lean against the fire, and asked, "Since you are fine, why did you come to me now?"

Jiang Ting's eyes dimmed: "I thought that Dad didn't want to see me, because Dad seems to be doing well without me."

Fang Yizhen felt a little sour in his heart: "Are you blaming me for leaving you behind three years ago?"

Jiang Ting remained silent.

Hearing this, Luo Xing couldn't help explaining for Fang Yizhen: "Xiaoting, don't blame your father. The professor even wanted to stay with you in the base when the situation was urgent. I knocked him out and took him away. Later, it rained At the end, the professor also went back with the search and rescue team, but there was nothing there, we all thought you had..."

When Jiang Ting heard this, the fire in his eyes jumped slightly, and then he looked at Fang Yizhen, there was a little urgency in his eyes, as if he was seeking to prove something.

Fang Yizhen nodded.

Jiang Ting's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the corners of his mouth twitched for a moment, and then tears came down, and everyone was dumbfounded, this, this... too moved, right?

Fang Yizhen was also dumbfounded, and was a little bit dumbfounded afterwards. She had grown into a man, but her personality hadn't changed at all.

After all, it was already a thing of the past, and the father and son tacitly stopped mentioning it afterwards. There was such a scene in the middle of the night, Fang Yizhen's sleepiness was all gone, but then for some reason, the world in front of him became more and more blurred, and his eyelids became blurred. It was as heavy as a thousand weights, and gradually he fell asleep leaning on Jiang Ting's shoulder.

Jiang Ting carefully straightened his hair that was blown by the wind. Such a gentle and careful posture looked somewhat weird in the eyes of others. Others had a big heart and simply thought that it was a father and son who hadn't seen each other for a long time. Xing frowned slightly.

For some reason, he always had an intuition that there seemed to be some subtle sense of contradiction in Jiang Ting now. Sitting here, he seemed to be no different from everyone else, but that sudden feeling was always with him.This caused Luo Xing to keep paying attention to him. At a certain moment, his vision was distorted for a moment, the fire suddenly became brighter, and a pale hand with blue blood vessels exposed under the skin stretched out from the flame, purple-black The nails covered with metal cold light covered it, and the sharp tip poked straight at his eyeball, and then, the eyeball felt a piercing pain, and the blood color spread instantly——

"Uncle Luo?"

Luo Xing suddenly trembled.

The things in front of him fell into his retina and blurred into several layers, and finally, finally focused, it was Jiang Ting's hand shaking in front of his eyes.Those hands were slender and beautiful, and the nails were round and powdery. Luo Xing felt as if he had been dazed at that moment.There was still cold sweat behind.

Jiang Ting smiled: "Is Uncle Luo in a daze? Everyone is asleep, isn't Uncle Luo going to sleep?"

Luo Xing moved his eyeballs in a daze.

Everyone else really fell asleep, all in disarray, as if for a moment, everyone lay down together.

Jiang Ting hugged Fang Yizhen in his arms, looked down at his sleeping face: "Daddy slept very well, too."

Luo Xing was very lucid, and it could even be said that he was terribly sober. He had never felt so clear-headed. Every gust of wind, every leaf falling, was infinitely magnified in his sensory world.He moistened his lips and asked without thinking, "Who are you?"

Jiang Ting raised his eyelids slightly, but the tenderness of just staring at Fang Yizhen still remained in the corners of his eyes and brows.

He chuckled: "I'm Jiang Ting. Uncle Luo, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Xing pressed his eyes hard, the eyeballs were still healthy, and the feeling of nerve compression was very obvious.

Jiang Ting continued to look down at Fang Yizhen: "Uncle Luo, thank you for taking care of my father these three years, but now that I'm back, I won't bother you about my father's affairs in the future."

Luo Xing suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him: "No, I will never hand over the professor to you."

"Why?" Jiang Ting rubbed Fang Yizhen's nose and forehead with his face: "I am his child. Could I hurt him? Besides..."

He slowly spread out one hand, the five fingers gathered light of different colors at the same time, reflecting his face with raised lips, half of his face was covered by light, innocent and harmless, while the other side was covered by shadows Yes, but sinister and dark.

"You are so weak, what right do you have to say no to me?"

"You just have to obey what I say."

Luo Xing's eyes seemed to be attracted by some strange force, and they were glued to the light of the five colors.

Red is Fire, Gold is Metal, Green is Wood, Blue is Water, and Brown is Earth.

He vaguely understood what Jiang Ting meant by "all of them".

He is actually a supernatural being.

Not only the most basic five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, but there must also be extended abilities such as wind, thunder and ice in his body, as well as higher-level abilities of space, healing, and spirit.

No wonder everyone was hypnotized in an instant.

Countless speeches have discussed the same theme: if this world ushers in a person or zombie with all kinds of abilities, the so-called end times will come to an end.

Countless scientists are eager to create such a human weapon.

The terminator of the last days that only exists in legends and in the ultimate fantasy of mankind.

He is also the master of the newborn world.

Jiang Ting hugged Fang Yizhen.

"Dad will be with me from now on. I will always be with him and protect him. Well, this is probably the last time you see my dad. Do you have anything to tell me?"

Luo Xing opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

"It seems that there is no... Even if there is, I will not tell it. Back then, you asked Dad to abandon me. Now I tell Dad that you left on your own initiative. It shouldn't be too much, right?"

"After all, in his eyes, I'm still a child, a child who can't lie."

"Then, farewell."

Luo Xing's whole body was as stiff as a cold, lifeless sculpture. He just stared round and watched Jiang Ting walk into the darkness with Fang Yizhen in his arms.

The author has something to say: In fact, the cub here seems to be so dark that it is not obvious.

The main reason is that he still doesn't understand that his feelings for his father are "love".When he understands, the vaccination will probably be fucked.

... No, why did my painting style suddenly become so violent, I am still a child!