Do not disturb the evil spirits [Unlimited]

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

When Zhaolin appeared with a group of executors, Si Qingxuan actually had the illusion of relief.

【...High Priest, please be sober.Now you are playing the absolute villain, you should think about how to get out! 】The system reminded, 【Also, the illusion is still so strong that the Nama people are dead, which means that the core of the illusion is not on him.As for the awakened ones, they also lost a 'word spirit' and did not get it back. 】

['Word Spirit' is an excellent 'spiritual seduction material' - it can help gods from another plane invade this world more easily.Even if the lord of the dense forest fails in this invasion, he will not easily let that 'speech spirit' go...]

Si Qingxuan lowered his eyes slightly, the light in his eyes froze slightly like ice.He looked at his scalpel thoughtfully.

*

After Zhao Lin and the others dealt with the Snake Girl and the Human-Faced Eagle, they hurried towards the amusement park.But those trees in the dense forest did not know what they were, and suddenly consciously began to block their progress.

Trees and vines twisted and twisted, setting up obstacles on their way forward.But that was nothing—those tall trees inexplicably began to change their shapes, as if forming some kind of maze, leading them in the wrong direction.

In such situations, modern technology such as the compass is of little use.Song Zan looked at the compass that had been spinning 360 degrees in his hand, and at the satellite positioning instrument on his right hand that showed disconnection. He looked up speechlessly, and said, "Why did these trees suddenly go crazy?"

Zhao Lin glanced silently into the depths of the secluded forest, and lit a cluster of flames all over his body, which seemed to answer Song Zan's question: "Why don't we just burn all these trees down?"

Song Zan: "..."

Song Zan threw those useless instruments back into his backpack, sighed, and persuaded: "Boss, calm down. Set fire to the mountain and sit in prison. You don't want Master Si to go to the prison to catch you ,right?"

Song Zan used a tone that was half coaxing and half teasing to stop Zhao Lin who was not sober--in fact, Zhao Lin had been in this sleepwalking state ever since Si Qingxuan's identity was revealed.Say he is completely irrational, but he can still make decisions calmly; say he is calm, and the decisions he makes reveal a faint madness, which makes people want to send him to see a psychiatrist right away. Crazy.

Too.Song Zan also knew a little gossip about his team leader, the gossip was mainly about Zhao Lin and his ex-boyfriend.Moreover, this gossip is not hearsay, but a conclusion drawn by Song Zan through long-term patient observation.

After learning that "Si Qingxuan" and "Si Linge" had such a close connection, Zhao Lin's face was even uglier than a ghost.The point is not his unbelievable expression, but the wavering that Song Zan saw in his eyes——

Song Zan had never seen such an expression in Zhao Lin's eyes... as if he had fallen from the top of a mountain into an endless abyss.

The walls he had built with all his might and strength collapsed.It became a piece of ruins, and has since become penniless.

In fact, Song Zan could vaguely understand Zhao Lin's mood.

If Zhao Lin reluctantly pushed Si Qingxuan away because he had become an awakened person... that would be the greatest joke in the world.

The people he pushed away were not ordinary people at all.It's the young master of Si Ling Pavilion.

That's Si Ling Pavilion.It is no exaggeration to say that without Si Linge, there would be no Disaster Prevention and Control Bureau today.

Not only will Si Qingxuan not die because of being contaminated with weird creatures - on the contrary, the more weird the world is, the more conducive it is for him to grasp the highest authority and honor in the human world.

And Zhao Lin, in this whole story, plays almost a clown-like role.

Song Zan thought, if he was involved in such a dramatic plot, he would probably go crazy too.

Therefore, along the way, Song Zan tried his best to talk carefully with Zhao Lin, resolutely denying Zhao Lin's every unrealistic idea.

——Actually, using fire to carve out a path is not necessarily the worst choice.According to the control over the prison fire, the flames will not burn the team members.

But Song Zan doesn't really want to give Zhao Lin a chance to play with fire.

He was afraid that Zhao Lin's impulsiveness would overuse his talent.

Every time Song Zan used his talents excessively, he would feel a chill from the inside out.This chill will not only freeze his internal organs and make him miserable, but also reduce his emotions and desires, and make him lose the ability to "perceive".

This kind of side effect is really terrible-but fortunately, this kind of situation often doesn't last for a long time, and it will be suppressed by his gradually recovering aura.

Unlike Song Zan, Zhaolin controlled the tyrannical prison fire, but it never got out of control.

He didn't know what price Zhaolin had paid for his talent—at least from his appearance, Song Zan couldn't find anything unusual.

However, it was this sudden calm that made Song Zan particularly worried.

It is impossible for Zhaolin not to pay the price for her talent——

So where did the price he paid go?

*

It took a lot of effort for the executors to break free from the shackles of the dense forest and rush to the altar.

But the situation in front of them... seems to be a little different from what they imagined?

Two monsters similar to the Snake Woman and the Human Face Eagle, the Centaur and the Leopard, one died and the other was injured.The centaur was dead, while the leopard was still covering his injured eyes, dying.

The captive crowd did not appear to have suffered much.The most injured were the only four Awakened left in the two formations...

Song Zan recognized the faces of those awakened people, all from the Lingyang City Branch, and didn't know whether to be happy or anxious for a while.

The executors loaded their guns and pointed their weapons at the high platform of the altar—there were many monsters in black cloaks sitting on the high platform.Their masks are as bright as newly smelted gold, but behind the masks are pairs of extremely cold vertical pupils.

Of course, it wasn't the monsters that attracted the most attention—

It was the young man standing at the top of the altar.

He was wearing a slightly old doctor's gown, and his face was pale and handsome.

Those dark eyes, I don't know whether they are looking at heaven or hell.

His mood faded, as if he was not in an illusion, but in a boring resort.

This arrogant and arrogant posture is enough to attract everyone's attention.

Therefore, Song Zan, who thought he was going to assume the responsibility of the vice-captain, took the lead in choosing a firepower concentration point for everyone when everyone was hesitant about the chaotic situation. The young man in the white coat: "No matter who you are, quickly dispel this illusion and release all the hostages, otherwise, we will not be polite!"

Si Qingxuan: "..."

Everyone present: "..."

Si Qingxuan was almost speechless.

There are so many weird creatures in the audience, this tough young man chose the most wrong one to shout.

"Why did he shout such lines at me as soon as he came up?" Si Qingxuan asked the system in his heart.

[Probably because you are the most attractive one in the villain camp. 】The system praised, 【Because you look extraordinary and outstanding! 】

Si Qingxuan: "Stop talking nonsense at this time."

It seems that this villain must be played to the end?

At the same time, the lizard people in the stands stood up, sweeping the stone steps with their long tails.They raised their heads one after another, like plants looking for a light source, and cast their gazes on Si Qingxuan, looking like Si Qingxuan was looking forward to it.

... Now Si Qingxuan looks like a villain even more.

And unless all the lizard people are driven out, the news of "the envoy of Yuanyue interrupting the sacrificial ceremony" will spread throughout the faith circle of the Lord of the Jungle tomorrow.

According to the system, the Lord of the Jungle is a neutral god faction, but at least he is not an enemy of the Yuanyue faction.At the juncture when all the gods are vying for the big cake of the human world, Si Qingxuan took the initiative to provoke, in order to add enemies to the Yuanyue faction.

——This is why the system has been asking Si Qingxuan to hide his identity as much as possible.

But now, the identity of the envoy of Yuanyue has been exposed.

Even if it's an opera, Si Qingxuan should complete the opera.

So, he smiled, wandered his eyes around Song Zan and the others, and said:

"To be honest, I had nothing to do with this sacrificial ceremony. I was just here to collect disobedient experimental products." The doctor said gracefully, with a look of regret on his face, "...Unfortunately, they don't cooperate so well. "

Song Zan glanced at the horseman's bloody corpse, showing a cold expression.

"Ah, what can I do? My circus still needs more exhibits." Si Qingxuan looked around the awakened ones, with excitement in his eyes, "but I will find them soon-" A more perfect substitute."

He set his eyes on... Zhao Lin beside Song Zan.

"Come here. Come to me. I'll carve you into the most perfect creature ever—"

"it is good."

In the end, before Si Qingxuan finished his villain declaration, Zhao Lin who was named stood up consciously and nodded calmly.

If you look carefully, you will find that in the depths of his deep eyes, there is some kind of distorted heat hidden.To use an idiom to describe it, it is "can't wait".

Si Qingxuan: "..."

Si Qingxuan: "???"

Si Qingxuan had every reason to doubt—this guy recognized him again!

【system! 】He shouted in his heart,【What happened to him?Why can't my disguise fool him at all? 】

[Because his hellfire is a conceptual talent that exists for 'life'.This means that part of his talent is to mark and identify various kinds of life. ] The system said in a nonchalant manner, 【It's normal for him to recognize you.Isn't he very suitable for the performance? 】

Si Qingxuan: ...cooperate with a ghost!

Zhao Lin slowly stepped up the steps.Under the watchful eyes of all the lizard clansmen, he raised his head, the Adam's apple on his neck slid gently, and said to Si Qingxuan:

"Do you want me to be yours?"

"I agree."

Si Qingxuan was slightly taken aback.

After all, he and Zhao Lin have been together before, and he is familiar with every expression on each other's faces.

He knew when Zhao Lin was "lying" and when he was "promising".

Obviously Zhao Lin is acting.However, I don't know whether Zhao Lin's acting skills are improving day by day, or Si Qingxuan has been separated from him for too long, so long that he can't tell whether what he said is true or not——

At this moment, he actually felt that what Zhao Lin said was serious.

However, in the next second, there was a hail of bullets and arrows from the Awakened, rushing towards the monsters on the altar.

Zhaolin silently mobilized her talent.The dazzling flame exploded, enveloping them like fireworks.

Everything within Si Qingxuan's line of sight was occupied by flames.The only thing he can be sure of is that these hot flames didn't hurt a single strand of his hair.

The hellfire melted all the bullets fired at Si Qingxuan, turned into liquid and dripped on the ground, making a sizzling sound.

There were shrill wailing sounds all around.It was the lizard man who had no time to escape, was swallowed by the soaring hell fire, and was burned into a coke in an instant.

In the light of the fire, there are only firm footsteps.

He seemed a little apprehensive, the rich flames did not stain his cheeks with deep red, but instead made his skin paler.

"Do you want me—to be yours?"

His eyes were trembling seriously.

Si Qingxuan saw a bit of mild madness in Zhao Lin's eyes.

This kind of expression that you can't ask for, that you want to touch carefully but dare not reach out... How long has it been since Si Qingxuan saw it?

Until now, Si Qingxuan clearly recognized the emotion called "regret" from Zhao Lin for the first time.

Si Qingxuan smiled and took a step back.

"What kind of belongings... Just now, I was joking."

"My God, you don't—take it seriously?"