A Million Possible

"Sun?"

Cheng Lin watched as the enchantment shattered and disappeared, and a flame like a blazing sun rose from the forest in the distance.

That is the appearance of an explosion.

This scene is inexplicably familiar, like...

"Symbol?"

Cheng Lin subconsciously thought of the "Fu Yin". He remembered that when he was in the Ninth Hospital, he confronted Han Lun. In the end, he threw out such a round of "Sun". Later the counselor told him that this was called Fu. India, an experimental weapon equipped only by the First Division, is powerful and scarce in quantity.

"It's hard to say..."

Cheng Lin faintly guessed, but he was not sure. After thinking about it, he still controlled "Song Jiang" across the forest and chased it, but he closed his eyes, condensed the mental energy into a bunch, and spread it forward.

The ability "tentacles" is turned on.

Not long after, a picture came to his mind.

...

...

In the forest.

The flames of the explosion of the rune slowly dissipated.

Although the explosion looks like a "flame," it actually falls into the category of Spiritual Qi's backlog collapse.

Therefore, after dispersing, all that is left is a mess.

"Humph."

About ten meters away from the center of the explosion, the grass was opened, revealing black soil and roots. A young man in ordinary clothes was lying miserably on the ground. The giant tree beside him was broken in the explosion. collapse.

Even the roots of the trees were exploded obliquely.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Han Lun lay weakly on the ground. On his right hand, the crystal clear dagger fell into the grass, and the brilliance gradually faded.

His clothes were broken, his wounds were all over his body, and his skeleton was sore.

Not far away, a scorched and completely breathless limb fell from the air and slammed to the ground. It was obviously out of breath, but the remaining breath on his body still made Han Lun pale.

By torturing the Rogue Cultivators of his team, he probably figured out what happened.

As expected, the black side was the one who was doing things in Shu.

It's just that this time the method is more rampant. It is said that the Black President will lead the team and wait for an opportunity to destroy the XIII Division's exploration operation.

Han Lun also learned that the black president led an elite team, hiding in the dark.

Through some analysis and thinking, Han Lun always felt that the other party was likely to start from the messenger group. In order to earn credit, he chased it all the way, but he moved forward alone, after all, the speed was too slow.

So I'm always half a beat slow along the way.

Before seeing the elven soldiers patrolling nearby, he was curious, so he fumbled to come here, but how could he think that suddenly, he ran into the head of the man in black who was fleeing oncoming.

Logically speaking, with the opponent's injury at the time, there was almost only one last breath left, and Han Lun could easily win.

However, the opponent flew in with the turbid air, and the speed was extremely fast. Although the aura on his body was weak, it belonged to the fifth rank after all.

Seeing someone appear, almost instinctively revealed the killing intent.

Han Lun had no time to react at all, but he sensed the fifth rank aura of the opponent and the horrible killing intent. In order to protect himself, he instinctively used the biggest killer move directly.

Type a rune.

The effect...very good, but it's a pity that he himself didn't have time to evacuate and was bombed like this.

"call."

Taking a deep breath, Han Lun was limp, propped his groggy head, trying hard to get up, but it was difficult to do it.

"The injury is a bit serious..."

After sighing, he gave up and got up, lying in the grass, looking at a broken body not far away, shocked inexplicably in his heart.

Obviously, the opponent is not like a government official, let alone an elf, that is, Rogue Cultivators.

Rogue Cultivators of the fifth rank?

Probably only one...

"Could it be that this is the chairman of the black organization? Who beat him like this? Could it be that it is from the thirteen division? They have already fought against each other?"

Han Lun was holding his dizzy brain and thinking hard, but at The next moment, he suddenly stopped his thoughts, and turned his sight slightly if he noticed. Then, his eyes suddenly widened, and eyes reveal were shocked. color.

I saw it.

In the wild forest.

A giant with a height of several meters and a translucent body was walking through the forest and strode.

The giant looks grotesque and weird, like the ghost of The Underworld, with an exaggerated sickle in his hand, exuding a terrifying mental wave no less than the fifth rank Realm.

The giant quickly set foot in the space swept by the explosion.

First, he glanced at the "President Black" who was completely breathless on the ground, and tentatively chopped it down with a sickle. After confirming that he had died, the giant seemed to nod his head, and then looked to Han Lun.

The giant's eyes have no emotion, on the contrary, it seems to be full of madness and evil.

Just a glance.

As a result, Han Lun was completely cold, like falling into an ice cave, completely cold!

Then, Han Lun watched the giant step forward and came to him. After thinking for a while, he raised the exaggerated sickle and cut it down at him!

Han Lun had the intention to resist, but how could he resist his severely wounded body?

Besides... the opponent is still a strong equivalent of the fifth rank?

"Am I... dying?"

The last thought flashed in Han Lun's mind, and then his consciousness sank into boundless darkness.

...

...

Ten seconds later.

Cheng Lin finally came here with a tired body.

Although he had confirmed with the "tentacles" and the battle spirit, he still carefully looked at the dead "President Black", hesitated, and checked his remains. Make sure that nothing good is left... Then he sighed: "This bomb is too miserable..."

Shaking his head, he stepped up to Han Lun, his face suddenly turned weird.

"Han Lun... as expected it was him... why did this guy also come? Did he come with Jiu Si, or... did he come here on leave like me? Tsk tsk, this bomb..."

Cheng Lin looked surprised.

"According to this method of bombing, no matter how beautiful a face is... it will be completely disfigured after a few bombs, right?"

Can't help but complain.

"But this attitude of working hard to repay the money is still commendable."

Cheng Lin still remembers that the last time Han Lun went to the own dormitory to apologize and gave himself an "IOU" of 200 Contribution Points. Cheng Lin said at the time that he wanted him to pay some resources and credit for the next projection, and exchanged the Contribution Points. Give him back.

Only after he learned that there was only one projection of the capital of Shu in the whole country, he forgot about it.

Unexpectedly, Han Lun also chased it over. Although I don't know how this product has been harvested, I want to come...Two hundred Contribution Points should be stable.

"The premise is that you don't die in this wilderness."

Shrugging, Cheng Lin added another word without anyone else.

In order to avoid some trouble, he just manipulated the battle spirit to stun Han Lun. The action of raising the sickle and cutting down looked fierce, but in fact, they are all fake. Just letting a little mental shock is easy, it is easy. It stunned him.

It's just that it's easy to get dizzy, but later, you have to find a way to send him back safely.

People die and things are small... Contribution Points No one is still big things...

"It's easy for me..." He sighed a little tired.

Cheng Lin rubbed his temples and began to think about how to deal with the battlefield.

His current identity is the "elf clan high-level", but it is not convenient to deal with this corpse. Even if this person is an enemy, he is a human being after all.

There is an old saying in Xia Guo, saying that people who are not my race must have different hearts.

It shows that the vigilance and guard against alien races exist objectively. As a "elf", if I go back and tell the messenger group that I killed people... Although there is no problem in principle, I am afraid that some people will feel resistance. Come... This is also possible.

"Thinking of this, the appearance of Han Lun is a good thing... Killing humans with the identity of an elf, even if it is an enemy, will easily cause some unnecessary troubles, but if it is a human being who kills this person, it is still Triss. People, it’s easy to talk a lot."

"This situation may be the best."

Cheng Lin didn't know much about diplomacy, but he also knew that diplomacy was nothing trivial, especially communication between two races...Be careful, it's always right.

"It's cheaper for you."

After making up his mind, Cheng Lin glanced at Han Lun who had passed out and said.

Then he picked up the two arms he was holding in his hand-this was cut down by He Jian before, and he picked it up just now.

Just as he was about to drop it, Cheng Lin suddenly gave a soft voice.

Stripping the clothes on his right arm, an emerald green bracelet appeared in his field of vision.

"What is this? He is still wearing a bracelet?"

Cheng Lin was a little surprised.

It stands to reason that these years, a man wearing a watch, bracelet, bracelet, etc. is considered normal, but wearing a bracelet...

"Interesting."

Cheng Lin took off the bracelet, took it in his hand, and took a shot at the sun, and saw the fine lines on the surface.

He suddenly remembered that before the battle was last.

This mysterious person conjures a scene of "shields" and the like out of thin air.

"Could it be that...this is also the storage equipment similar to the'initial space'?"

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