The House of Everything I Created

As fast as a cannonball, it fell in front of Yan Mengyao in an instant.

Yan Mengyao sneered and raised her hand to blast down a stream of black fire.

Just as the black fire and the dark green light ball were about to collide, the dark green light exploded and enveloped the entire room.

In an instant, the room seemed to be distorted and changed, turning into a dark green color.

The internal structure also underwent a huge change, and everything was completed in an instant.

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The dark green light dissipated, and the black fire blasted by Yan Mengyao exploded at this moment and hit a wall.

The black fire and the wall collided violently, and the next moment the wall exploded directly.

Yan Mengyao showed a trace of coldness on her face. She found herself in an unknown passage. She was still in the hall just now.

One step out of the wall cave, surrounded by walls and passages, the original room has changed.

"This is a strange spatial force, and it is indeed a force similar to a strange illusion."

"Are they really going to succeed?"

Although this thought flashed through her mind, Yan Mengyao did not pause at all.

The black fire raged like it was free, blasting towards the dark green walls around.

Amidst the muffled sounds, all the walls were blown open.

As these walls were blown open, the room began to quickly restore its original color.

The dark green light retreated and turned into a cracked brick wall, and the room began to restore its original structure.

The surrounding walls have all collapsed, turning into a 100-square-meter "large flat".

Yan Mengyao looked around, and Wu Changqing had already disappeared.

Frowning, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "This guy ran very fast."

A pink mobile phone appeared in his hand, "Continue to search for traces of Wu Changqing, this guy has escaped for the time being."

A somewhat annoyed male voice sounded from the other side, "You are too weak, I gave you the position, and you also let him run away?"

Yan Mengyao sneered, "The battlefield changes rapidly, who can guarantee to catch the enemy?"

"Hurry up, he hasn't gone far."

"Okay, wait for my call."

Yan Mengyao hung up the phone and jumped out of the broken window in a flash.

Although she practiced strange power, she also practiced martial arts at the same time. This is a tradition since ancient times.

Outside the window is an alley. Obviously, Wu Changqing had considered retreating when he first bought the apartment.

The eyes turned cold, "It's cunning, but you can't run away."

Across from the phone call with Yan Mengyao just now, in a mysterious room.

The ground, ceiling and walls here are full of cables everywhere.

A man sat in the middle of the room, with long hair, like tentacles, connecting the countless cables.

A strange force was exchanging some information with the cables.

He closed his eyes, and countless images flashed in the deepest part of his mind.

Among these images, there were images of various areas in Honglian City.

It was obvious that this mysterious man was monitoring Honglian City through these cables, and this method was very amazing.

Soon he saw his target, walking in a dark alley in one direction.

At this time, Wu Changqing's eyes flashed with viciousness and resentment, as if he wanted to do something.

The mysterious man frowned and thought of the information he had just investigated.

"That direction seems to be where a person named Ai Qing lives, one of the initiators of this incident."

"Are you going to take revenge? What a stupid guy, blinded by anger."

With a thought in his mind, a message was sent to Yan Mengyao's mobile phone.

"Wu Changqing went to seek revenge, and his target is No. 44 Shuanglin Road."

"The home of reporter Ai Qing, the producer of the first Wanhua Amusement Park video."

"You can go wherever he wants to catch him, the route is already in your phone."

Looking at the message that just came from her phone, Yan Mengyao had a satisfied smile on her lips.

"I won't let you get away this time."

With a cold light flashing in her eyes, Yan Mengyao left quickly and headed towards the map in her phone.

At this time, in another direction of Honglian City, a figure was also walking towards Shuanglin Road.

This man was wearing a mask and his hoodie was covering his head, so he couldn't tell what he looked like.

But his eyes were cold and filled with crazy reason. If Lin Yi was here, he would recognize him at a glance.

This guy is Mo Bai, the white glove genius who came to the door last time in the weird Rubik's Cube incident.

He was like a ghost, walking on the streets at night, and almost no one noticed him.

Only on his way forward, he would leave black frost footprints, which were almost invisible if he didn't look carefully.

After a few seconds, these black frost footprints will automatically melt and disappear.

Ai Qing has returned to his residence and is preparing a report that will be published in the newspaper of his newspaper tomorrow.

Today can be said to be a big harvest, destroying the Wanhua Amusement Park that hides evil in one fell swoop.

Although it is a pity that Wu Changqing ran away, he believes that with the efforts of the empire, this man will be caught sooner or later.

At this time, he has finished typing the last line of the report.

"Justice may be late, but it will definitely come."

With a trace of firmness on his face, Ai Qing nodded with satisfaction, "I will always be a fighter for justice and never compromise."

He seemed to be encouraging himself. As a reporter who has offended many people, he often faces danger.

But he still did not change his mind. This was his original intention to become a journalist, to fight for justice.

It was also his life motto.

Boom

With a muffled sound, the door of Ai Qing's house was blown open.

The huge sound immediately stimulated Ai Qing, and he turned over and stood up from his chair.

At the same time, he took out an unopened narrow knife from under the table.

One meter long, two fingers wide, and the handle was twenty centimeters long.

Ai Qing looked at the door, and a figure walked in from there, with a dark green light all over his body.

His pupils shrank, and his face changed drastically, "Wu Changqing."

When Wu Changqing saw Ai Qing, a hideous smile appeared in his eyes, and then a dark green light shone from him.

The whole room turned into a dark green light.

When the light dimmed, Ai Qing's face changed.

The surroundings had become a maze. He was in a passage, and the original window behind him became a dead end.

Five meters away was Wu Changqing. There were two passages next to him, and he was blocked here.

A shudder rose from his heart, and Ai Qing felt a danger of death.

Wu Changqing walked towards Ai Qing with a ferocious smile, "Ai Qing, you have hurt me so much."

"All these years of accumulation were destroyed in one day."

"What do you think I should do with you?"

With a ferocious smile, Wu Changqing waved his hand, and countless dark green silk threads rushed out from the surrounding walls.

They enveloped Ai Qing from all corners.

Ai Qing's heart trembled, and he immediately exerted all his strength.

The knife in his hand flashed, and he chopped at the dark green silk threads rushing from all directions.