Lie Huo Jiao Chou

This small family lounge is only about ten square meters, with a dozen burning iron chains hanging in the middle. The house could be preheated into an oven in less than three or five minutes, but the cold and humid atmosphere came from all sides It spread and overwhelmed the heat of the flames, and the four walls, like "Back to Nantian," gradually exuded water droplets.

Xuan Yuan's iron chain trapped the mysterious long-haired man, but he was breathless with this cold breath, and he didn't know who was trapped by him for a while.

The tiny drops of water on the wall slipped, leaving wet marks, connected to each other, forming a row of characters, protruding from the wall.

It wasn't any universal language in the world, Xuan Yuan Yuguang glimpsed, and the back bones were cold.

At this time, the person in charge of the field at the Abyss Branch also heard about it and hurried to the door.

The door was tightly sealed and did not know what was going on. The person in charge of the field quickly separated the people and knocked on the door: "Director Xuan, I am ..."

"Push yourself forward," Xuan Yuan interrupted the outsider and stared at the man trapped in the chains. He quickly said, "Remove all the people within ten kilometers of the hospital ... the hospital's radiation range. , Immediately! Transfer everyone you can and report to the General Administration! "

The person in charge of the field service at the door didn't finish a few words, so he took a series of orders in the head. After a while, he circled and said, "Who are you, Xiongtai? We touch our lips and arrange for us." coming?"

From the day the foreign control bureau was established, the field service was superior.

Functional departments have always felt that they are superior, and because the number of "special talents" is limited after all, only the field department is full-featured, and other logistics support departments are mainly ordinary people. Individual "degenerate" to do logistics with ordinary people Most of the "special abilities" are also useless wonders.

Even if the so-called "aftermath" is sent by the General Administration, the local field service has only superficial respect for them, and it is inconspicuous in the eyes—just like the attitude of the ancient generals to the eunuchs.

Normal business travellers should be bothered to entertain them, not to mention this is nothing to do.

The person in charge of the field also has a city government. He paused and explained with patience: "Leadership, transferring residents is not a trivial matter, then ... traffic, materials, and economic losses are all things, let alone causing panic to the people. Let ’s not talk about me, we ca n’t be the masters when we come here. Besides, our people are now basically in the Grand Canyon. The mutation tree is not cleaned up.

Xuan Yuan ignored him and ignored him directly, yelling loudly: "Lao Luo, call Xiao Zheng and tell him that the mutation tree is the addition, this is the‘ Glorious Offering ’!

The person in charge of the field consciously was a socially emotionally savvy social person, or was suffocated on the chest by such blindly commanding and complaining neuropathy, and quickly took out all his own cultivation, holding back his curse.

Who knows that Xuan Yuan is afraid of immortality, and adds: "I don't know what is the" Yin Shen Ji ", let him search online!"

Field Leader: "..."

Your aunt!

Sheng Lingyuan listened to their words with great interest in the fire, like a porcelain man with a burning flame, wrapped in flames of tongue. He didn't even move his hair, and felt very warm. His pale face was red with blood: Do you seem to recognize the sacrifice? This is rare. "

Xuan Yuan sneered: "I can fight with the Eight-Power Allied Army."

Sheng Lingyuan felt that he was not speaking well, but he was not angry. He just asked in a tone of asking the lost children: "Evil and human races have historical feuds. Even if the demons later fall, they also avoid the world and retreat from the mountains. What's going on? What grievances have you suffered? Are you a rebel? Or have you been exiled by doing something wrong? "

At this moment, Xuan Ling already felt that the cold sweat of his back was about to freeze, and goose bumps had appeared on his bare neck, but his lips were blue without delay. Now, which old yellow calendar did you read? Did you rebel and be exiled, do you not know about libel? Lao Luo, did you owe the phone bill and get through? "

After receiving a call from Lao Luo, Xiao Zheng did slap him and said "wait a moment". He connected to the database of the Inner Control Bureau's intranet with his mobile phone and searched for the so-called "Yin Shen Ji". The link to the news of the feudal superstition scam gang is nothing valuable.

"Is he boring again, and there is nothing wrong with that?" Xiao Zheng asked with a frown—the name Xuan's goods definitely did this kind of thing. "You open the video, I'll tell him directly."

The person in charge of the branch office's field service gave a cold hum and turned around, and the others looked at each other and followed their boss to retreat.

Lao Luo could be here and not, because the "temporary worker" boss who was particularly capable of doing things, he lost two hairs on the spot, and suffered serious work injuries.

Before waiting for Lao Luo at the door to connect to the video call, Sheng Lingyuan in the iron chain suddenly said unclearly: "Little demon, don't let go of me again, be careful."

His voice faded, and the iron chain tied around him rang, and the totem on his robe began to ooze blood, and the water stain on the wall suddenly darkened a color number.

Xuan Yuan's hair tip and clothes corner immediately hung the ice muzzle, and the word "stop" on the door fell apart. Those terrible water stains penetrated through the wall of the family's lounge and directly penetrated to the other side. Severe overcast wind swept out. The windows and the lights in the corridor were collectively broken. As if with a scream of dying.

The field workers who did not have time to go far blasted their hair collectively, and involuntarily exposed the non-human parts of their bodies-even Lao Luo's neckline sniped a green bud.

Xiao Zheng, who just turned on the video, just saw this scene. His pupils narrowed, and he turned around and rushed into the elevator: "Ancient book restoration department-Lao Luo, you let him hold on for a while!"

Lao Luo: "Xuan, Xuan Xuanxuan Director, Xiao, Xiao Xiao said ..."

"I heard it," Xuan Yuan squeezed a sentence from his teeth. "No more hurry, you'll let him wait for his father to" fall "[note]!"

Xiao Zheng is the general field dispatcher of the Foreign Control Bureau. It will be too late to ask the superiors to call the person in charge of the Achievement Bureau to withdraw all the "frontline" field personnel, transfer everyone in the hospital in an emergency, and then break in in three steps. Ancient Books Restoration Section.

The Ancient Books Restoration Department is a place to study the lost ancient books and relics. Most of the staff have been archeological outside all year round. The office area is very quiet. Xiao Zhengmen did n’t knock. Is it the "Grim Sacrifice"? "

Dr. Wang of the Ancient Book Restoration Department wore a pair of small glasses, leaned on his waist, and his neck was probably able to reach out to the second mile. It is said that his old man was born in the late Ming Dynasty, and his special ability is nothing else. To the Exotic Control Bureau, specializing in antique research ... The only problem is getting older, the response is a bit slow.

"Ah? What?"

"Gloomy offering! Have you heard of it!"

"Oh, the gloomy sacrifice?" Dr. Wang opened his mouth old, anxious that Xiao Zheng wanted to press fast forward. His old man trembled open the laptop and poked with one finger on the keyboard. "Know I know, it's a kind of sacrifice ... A while ago, we just made a special topic, and the archives are kept in ... hey ... "

Xiao Zheng picked up his computer and rushed to the archives room, dragging a bounced power cord behind him.

The archives room of the Ancient Books Restoration Department has a constant temperature and humidity, and cannot see the light. There are rows of crystal cabinets. The cabinets are closed with original ancient books. A small screen on the cabinet door can read the researchers' notes. Xiao Zheng is in a corner. Inside turned to the special cabinet of "sacrifice".

The so-called "sacrifice" is actually a general contract. Xiao Zheng skipped the overview of common sacrifice and turned directly to the chapter "Evil Sacrifice", swiping at a glance and ten lines, and found a few words about the "Glorious Sacrifice" in a corner.

"This is a long-lost ancient sacrifice. According to legend, it is a vicious evil technique. Live animals must be summoned by sacrifices. Live animals must die by fate. Before the death, resentment is so high that ordinary animal offerings are difficult to meet this requirement. So it ’s better to be human. But the definition of the so-called “death by fate” is hard to define clearly. We have not found a precedent for success, and we have not yet verified its authenticity. There are only some folk legends ... ”

"I might as well tell you that his sacrifice is about to come, only one 'live animal', this is the Thousand Life Sacrifice," Sheng Lingyuan touched the blood on his robe with his fingertips, put it in his mouth slowly and tasted, "Little demon, you Now that you have recognized the sacrifice, you should understand that once Li Cheng is finished, don't mention your three chains, even Taishan can't control it. You won't go to the original figurine and tangled with me? "

Xuan Yuan: "Afraid you will bite."

At this time, Luo Cuicui ran over: "Director Xuan, non-field personnel have been transferred urgently. Director Xiao said that they would let you listen to your arrangements, then what to do?"

Xuan Ling's cell phone rang, and his hands were wrapped in ice maggots, and he could hardly move. He glanced down, and the phone flew out of his pocket automatically, floating to his ear to connect.

Xiao Zheng's speech speed quickly flew up: "It is recorded in the ancient book restoration section that the gloomy sacrifice must be completed within one phase of the moon. The last one of the sacrifice, I turned the calendar, today is the sun! "

Sheng Lingyuan seems to have a great interest in mobile phones, staring intently.

Xuan Yuan: "Live animals must die by death. Within a month, a thousand people die abnormally. It cannot be silent ..."

Xiao Zheng was shocked: "What did you say?"

"Thousands of people live offering, the demon summoned himself said, I don't know if it's really the kid blindly **** ..." The chill penetrated his lungs through his mouth and nose, and even his breathing began to hurt. The breath paused unnaturally, "I feel ... um ... not like blowing."

"Contact the public security department to investigate the unnatural death case in the past month," Xiao Zheng said to the people next to him, "are you okay?"

"There is something," Xuan Yuan bit his trembling teeth fiercely, "Why not give me Great Southern Central Heating!" 2k novel reading network