The King of Special Warfare

Qin Weibai snorted softly.

Crystal drops of blood flowed down the corner of her mouth, an inexplicable severe pain swept over her whole body, her face suddenly turned white, and her whole body trembled violently.

A fine white mist surged out from her body, a hazy, full of vitality.

The white mist appeared and disappeared, and was quickly absorbed by her. She opened her eyes wide and swayed, but her consciousness became so clear that she couldn't even fall into a coma.

The scene in front of him seemed to have completely returned to normal.

She could see the ceiling of the laboratory, where countless high-tech instruments were working. Lin Fengting's face was extremely ugly, and he asked loudly what was going on. Farther away, Lin Fengxue and Nalan Shiying had already walked quickly After walking out, a researcher rushed over and turned on an instrument for detecting body indicators. The knight carefully picked her up and rushed towards the instrument.

The familiar scene disappeared.

Her eyes became pitch black again.

A burning flame appeared in the dark space.

The fire continued to rise.

Severe pain swept through her whole body like a storm.

She couldn't help moaning, and clenched her fist tightly.

"what is going on?"

Lin Fengting was completely inexplicable. A minute ago, Qin Weibai was still fine, and she had never heard of any illness or injury, but now she suddenly became like this. Lin Fengting hates this feeling. During this time, Qin Weibai was extremely important to the entire Lin clan. She is now the acting patriarch of the Lin clan. To put it bluntly, her current safety is even more important than Lin Fengting himself.

"Record her physical data, conduct detailed monitoring immediately, and prepare to activate the No. 3 potion, and stabilize her condition first."

Nalan Shiying spoke hurriedly.

The knight carefully hugged Qin Weibai, and put her in the detection instrument. Within a short distance of less than ten meters, she was already covered in cold sweat. Qin Weibai's body was completely in contact with the instrument, and the instrument was already in operation. A large area of ​​signal lights suddenly lit up, and a hazy light curtain filled the inside of the instrument, completely covering Qin Weibai's body. The white mist around her was still slightly undulating, and the whole picture looked extremely psychedelic.

The hazy light curtain continuously scanned Qin Weibai's body.

Nalan Shiying stood in front of an instrument and operated the screen. Countless data were swiped up like flowing water, and then quickly recorded. A phantom image recording Qin Weibai's physical condition emerged, and the pattern was dynamic. , is constantly analyzing the situation in Qin Weibai's body.

Nalan Shiying stared at the screen, her eyes became more and more confused, as if she encountered something difficult to understand.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Fengting came over, looked at the patterns and data that he couldn't understand, and asked in a deep voice.

"The situation is a bit strange."

Nalan Shiying shook her head: "What a powerful vitality."

"What's the meaning?"

Lin Fengting asked.

Nalan Shiying hesitated for a while, but did not answer directly, but quickly switched the screen.

The large screen was split directly into two screens, and two phantoms appeared.

The data on the two screens are constantly alternating.

Nalan Shiying looked at it for a while, her eyes gradually lit up, and she said softly, "What's going on here?"

"I'm asking you."

Lin Fengting's tone was a little impatient, Qin Weibai suddenly became like this, it really tested his mentality.

"At present, according to the data analysis of the instrument, Mr. Qin's situation is the same as the one inside."

Nalan Shiying finally spoke, and when she spoke, she pointed to the closed nutrition warehouse nearby.

"What do you mean?"

Lin Fengting's body shook violently.

same situation?

Could it be that Qin Weibai also needs the body of the God of War, as well as a long deep sleep?

Lin Fengting's eyes became indifferent in an instant, he looked at Nalan Shiying, and said in a cold voice, "Speak clearly."

The person inside was so seriously injured because of the thirteenth floor.

But this matter has nothing to do with Qin Weibai, how could the situation of the two be the same? If someone had tampered with it, Nalan Shiying was the most suspicious among all the people present.

Could it be that there is something going wrong with Beihai Wang's side?

Lin Fengting's eyes flickered, he could bear many things, but if it was really Nalan Shiying who attacked Qin Weibai, he couldn't bear it, nor could the Lin clan, Qin Weibai might have Many identities, but she is now the patriarch of the Lin clan!

Taking action against the patriarch of the Lin clan is tantamount to a formal declaration of war.

Nalan Shiying's heart beat violently. Facing Lin Fengting's cold eyes, she shook her head and said, "You misunderstood me. President Qin has no major problems at the moment, but her injury is indeed the same as the one inside. They are exactly the same, but compared to the one inside, her physical damage is very light. They are the same kind of injury, but the severity is different. If you use the numerical value as an example, the severity of the one inside is about one hundred, while Mr. Qin's The severity is only about one, and there is a very strong vitality in Mr. Qin's body. This kind of vitality can perfectly offset her injury. The situation just now should have erupted suddenly, but now it is compensated by the vitality. Mr. Qin rests for a while Yes, it will be fine."

Lin Fengting looked at her quietly.

His expression was as if he was listening to a bible.

"You said Xiaobai was injured?"

he asked slowly.

Nalan Shiying nodded: "Yes."

"absurd!"

Lin Fengting said coldly: "How did her injury come about? And it's still the same injury as that one, do you think it's possible? Just now, she was still fine."

"This is really absurd, and this is what I can't understand the most."

Nalan Shiying nodded and frowned, as if she didn't know what to say.

An exclamation suddenly sounded.

Lin Fengyue's excited voice sounded: "Fengting, the patient's body index has stabilized, completely stabilized!"

Lin Fengting turned around: "Whose index?"

"her."

Lin Fengyue stretched out her hand and pointed at the nutrition storehouse, with a look of disbelief on her face: "Don't ask me, I don't know how it's done."

The nutrient solution in the nutrient warehouse, which had been consumed for less than half in an instant, was replenished again.

A piece of data was refreshed on the computer.

"When Mr. Qin's accident happened, all the physical statistics of the person inside were rising, and it was not temporary. At present, the growth of this kind of data is very stable. If she was originally in a state of immortality, then now Judging from her state, she is alive, but she is relatively close to death. How could such a thing happen? We didn't do anything. Could it be the body of the God of War?"

Lin Fengyue kept talking.

"It has nothing to do with the body of the God of War, Dr. Lin, you can take a look at this."

Nalan Shiying's voice sounded.

Lin Fengyue was stunned, and came to Nalan Shiying's instrument.

Countless data on the instrument are still flowing.

Lin Fengyue's pupils shrank suddenly, and said softly: "Is this the physical data of President Qin?"

Nalan Shiying nodded.

"this..."

Lin Fengyue was dumbfounded: "Why?"

"alright."

Lin Fengting said suddenly, his face was gloomy: "Now is not the time for you to discuss with each other, I need to know what is going on."

Lin Fengyue glanced at him and frowned, as if she didn't know how to speak for a moment.

"I don't know if you can understand."

Lin Fengyue said slowly, "To put it simply, we regard the injury of the palace lord as a disease. Now we temporarily name this disease number zero. The disease of the palace lord can be said to be terminally ill. If In numerical terms, her illness value has reached one hundred."

Lin Fengting felt that this statement sounded familiar.

"And now, Mr. Qin is infected with the same disease as the palace master, but the disease on her body is very mild, and the value is only one."

"The 100 value of the palace lord is a value stabilized by using the body of the god of war, but just now, this value suddenly decreased. We are not sure how much it has been reduced, but the palace lord's injury has indeed improved greatly, at least reduced Nearly one-tenth. This may be the reason why Mr. Qin has this situation."

Lin Fengting's pupils shrank suddenly: "You mean, part of the Palace Master's injury was suddenly transferred to Xiao Bai, and now they share the Palace Master's injury?"

"more than."

Lin Fengyue shook her head: "At least looking at it now, Mr. Qin is responsible for only a small part, and more part seems to have disappeared suddenly, or is being borne by others, but I don't know who it is. And Qin has suddenly gained a lot of vitality, and we still don't know what these vitality are, similarly, we don't know why she can bear the injury together with the palace lord."

Lin Fengting stopped talking.

He stood there, silent for a long time, with a solemn expression on his face.

I don't know how long it took before he took a deep breath and said slowly: "Steal the sky."

"What is stealing the sky?"

Nalan Shiying and Lin Fengyue spoke at the same time.

Lin Fengting smiled wryly and shook his head. Stealing the sky is naturally not something like science. This is a vocabulary he heard from Lin Xu. As the metaphysics master of the Lin clan, Lin Xu's morality may not be much worse than Xuanxuanzi and Master Wuwei , Stealing the sky involves a lot of secrets and fates, which can be said to be the highest achievement in their profession. The general principle is to completely connect two or three people who are most closely connected in fate, and condense infinite vitality. Forming a chain that binds the lives of several people, so as to bear the harm together, sounds mysterious and mysterious, but it is also not easy to do. In Lin Xu's statement, since it is necessary to steal the sky to change the fate, then the predetermined fate of several people The connection must be tight to a certain extent, and at the same time the so-called chains condensed with vitality must also be strong. As for the sturdiness, it needs a sufficiently strong vitality.

In his statement, the only thing that contains the strongest vitality is the national destiny.

For example, the dragon veins of Central Continent.

And even if the dragon veins exist, there is still a saying in metaphysics that the dragon sees the head but does not see the tail. If someone is the head of the dragon, someone must be the tail of the dragon. It is difficult for the entire dragon vein to be completely gathered on one person. One point, the chain is not stable, and it can't tie the lives of a few people.

The dragon vein is the execution tool for stealing the sky, but the foundation is still another thing. As for what it is, Lin Xu is not very clear. Even if all these are available, it is difficult to find an executor. Without enough understanding of the fate of the secret, it is impossible to steal My God, most of the people who can achieve this step are also grandmasters in the same field. If they really want to implement it, they must pay a price, and no one wants to sacrifice themselves for nothing.

Therefore, as the highest achievement in metaphysics, Stealing Heaven and Changing Fate is mostly a theory, and the Lin people have very vague information on this aspect, after all, no one has ever realized it.

But now this scene...

Dragon Vein? Li Tianlan has it.

As for the foundation, Master Wuwei may be able to come up with it.

In the words of the implementer, Xuan Xuanzi also joined the reincarnation palace.

That is.

Theory may become reality.

Xuan Xuanzi... is dead.

Lin Fengting sighed softly, and walked to Qin Weibai's side.

"how are you feeling?"

he asked softly.

Qin Weibai had already calmed down, her eyes were open, they were blank and out of focus.

The sound of the heartbeat was constantly vibrating in her consciousness, synchronized with her own heartbeat, one heartbeat was incomparably clear and powerful, with a force as majestic as mountains and seas, while the other heartbeat was extremely weak.

Qin Weibai blinked vigorously.

She stretched out her hand and lightly touched the air in front of her eyes.

"What is she doing?"

Lin Fengting frowned slightly.

Nalan Shiying shook her head and said honestly, "I don't know."

There is no sound.

no light.

Qin Weibai seemed to be completely immersed in her own world, her attention was absolutely focused, as if she had reached a new level.

Everything in the darkness in front of me is gradually fading.

The darkness is slowly fading away.

The fire in front of my eyes was burning into the sky, flying continuously, getting farther and farther away.

The flames disappeared.

The darkness is gone.

A large piece of soft and moist foam appeared in front of Qin Weibai's eyes.

The foam completely enveloped her whole body, with the smell of nutrient solution.

In a trance, Qin Weibai seemed to feel that he had turned his head away.

Her vision was clear and bright. She passed through the nutrient solution and saw a huge sealed nutrient warehouse.

The light is projected from outside the nutrition cabin.

She saw neatly arranged high-tech instruments.

Saw the knight.

I saw Lin Fengyue, Lin Fengting, and Nalan Shiying.

Then she saw herself.

He was lying on an instrument, stretched out his hand, and touched the air in front of him.

"call!"

Qin Weibai sat up suddenly, panting heavily, his face pale.

"Boss, how are you?"

The knight took a step forward and looked at Qin Weibai with flustered eyes.

Qin Weibai kept taking deep breaths.

She shook her head, a little uncertain: "I just... seemed to be dreaming."

 …

The long darkness is like an unexplored restricted area of ​​thinking, but also like a vast space of real existence, boundless.

The burning flames cast a gleam of light in the absolute darkness.

The flames were burning, but the whole body was extremely cold.

She is a flame.

In the long silence and almost eternal darkness, it is constantly shuttling.

She doesn't know where she is.

She could feel her body soaking in the nutrient solution.

Vaguely, she seemed to hear Mr. Lin talking.

She heard the knight's voice.

Countless voices were shredded into messy voices.

Her thinking seemed to be far away from her body, and she rushed to the distance quickly.

Like a dream.

But it is the most real dream.

She could feel the feeling of stepping into a dream from reality. The boundless darkness was not fleeting, but continuous and long.

She counted the time silently.

There is no time in the dark.

Time is out of sync, existence doesn't make any sense.

The distances are no longer in sync, again meaningless.

Her mind is like a fire, floating in the long and distant darkness, without life and death, without any emotion.

One year, two years.

Ten years, twenty years.

She was bored.

The spiritual power of transcendence seems to have shown signs of collapse in the eternal darkness.

The flames kept quivering.

In the extreme darkness, faint lights lit up one after another, like stars, pulsating with her thoughts.

In the almost numb cold, she felt a touch of warmth for the first time.

Once again she heard voices and saw light.

"From today onwards, I am your family, and everyone here is your family."

Vaguely, she heard someone talking, a quiet, extremely warm voice.

Her thoughts extended wildly along the voice.

The darkness is gone.

An exquisite small town appeared in sight.

Under the blue sky, the whole city is like a garden. Some people are walking carefree in the garden, all the vehicles are driving underground, birds are singing in the city, and some animals are also walking freely in the city.

A middle-aged man held the palms of two children, his voice was a little tired.

There are two children, a boy and a girl. The boy is only about three years old, but his expression is extremely stubborn. The girl is slightly older, wearing dirty clothes, and cringes when held by the man: "Wangyoucheng..."

She timidly said: "Where is this..."

"This is our home. In Switzerland."

The middle-aged man said softly.

"My family is in Lin'an, I want to find my mother..."

The little girl lowered her head and said cautiously: "I want to find my grandpa and grandma."

The muscles on the middle-aged man's face twitched, and there was extreme anger and helplessness in his eyes.

The boy next to him was silent and motionless.

"My parents and grandparents have gone to far away places. They asked me to take care of you temporarily. When you grow up, you can find him yourself, okay?"

The man's palm touched the girl's hair.

"good."

The two children spoke at the same time.

A one-armed young man slowly walked over.

His face was pale, his body was crumbling, and he looked seriously injured.

"dad."

The young man nodded to the middle-aged man and called out.

"How's the injury?"

The middle-aged man asked softly.

"Fortunately, I can't die."

The young man forced a smile, and there was a smear of hostility on his face that was not worried at first: "It's just that my right hand is gone, and my left hand can still draw a sword."

The boy around three years old stared at the young man's empty right arm, looking curious.

The young man bent down, as if feeling a little inconvenient, he simply knelt down in front of the little boy on one knee, and touched his head with his remaining left hand.

"How old?"

The boy shook his head. He didn't know how old he was, and no one cared about it.

"Still a child."

The young man said, pointing to his empty cuff: "Are you afraid?"

The boy still shook his head and didn't speak.

The young man hesitated, and a small sword slipped out of the cuff of his left hand and handed it to the boy: "Do you like it?"

"Um."

The boy nodded with a crisp voice.

"It's something that stays with you for the rest of your life."

The young man laughed with complicated eyes: "I really hope that you can be safe and happy all your life, but you are the son of my best brother, child, you have your own responsibilities, and... hatred. I am almost a Useless person, from now on, I can only rely on you."

The middle-aged man hesitated, let go of the boy's hand, and said softly: "I have decided to take him as an apprentice."

The young man was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "This generation is a bit messed up, I made an agreement with him, this is my godson."

"But that's okay."

He took the boy's palm and said softly: "My name is Lin Youyou. From today onwards, I will be your godfather. If I know it, I can leave it to you. If I don't, I will find someone to teach you. What is your name?" name?"

"Li Dongcheng."

The boy glanced at the middle-aged man and whispered.

 …

"I hope you can remember a name, maybe that will be your enemy for life."

"Godfather, what's your name?"

"Haotian. Calculate your age, probably two years older than you."

 …

"My father, why did he die..."

"Winners and losers, nothing in this world is despicable. When despicability is placed on someone's head and put in the history books, it doesn't matter whether he is hateful or not. The important thing is that he must be a loser. Dongcheng , your father is not such a person, he was just negligent and failed."

 …

"Grandparents...family."

"Don't think about it."

"Dongcheng, keep them in your heart, one day, you will take them back."

"Then godfather your arm?"

"It was cut off, but it doesn't matter. Your mother killed him for me. I don't need you anymore, kid."

 …

"This is your father's kendo, much more perfect than the Lin clan's kendo, can you bear it?"

"Can."

"But your injuries are serious."

"Oh, it's okay."

"I'll go find your master later, he has something to give you."

 …

"Your body is on the verge of collapse, you should rest for a while, or you will die."

"Before I die, all damned people will die."

In the dim light, the fifteen-year-old boy's face was tough and indifferent.

The light alternates continuously.

The seasons are changing.

It's like a long dream.

The firelight has stayed on, watching the changes from year to year.

Her thinking has been calm, without any fluctuations.

 …

"Bastard, who told you to go?! Are you looking for death?! Do you know that you almost never come back!"

"But I killed him!"

"Yes, if you kill him, you will die too!"

"But I still killed him, killed an invincible, I'm not invincible!"

"Shut up for me, what's so great about killing an invincible?"

"Godfather died at his hands. I killed him and his family. I avenged godfather. Cough, Master, do you know that I don't even dare to kowtow in front of godfather's grave every Qingming Festival."

"..."

"This is just the first one. Beihai Wang Clan, Kunlun City, Tiandu Purgatory, Heroes Association, none of them can escape, they are all going to die, I will let them stay!"

"Shut up, you should rest now."

 …

"The dragon sees the head but does not see the tail."

The dim sunlight shines on the verdant green of Wangyou City. The body of the man sitting in the wheelchair is extremely withered, but he smiles contentedly: "I have won the luck of Heavenly Purgatory, the Emperor? Huh, the Emperor who carries the dragon veins of Zhongzhou , it’s just a dog, so he bowed his head first. Dongcheng, from now on, there is no need for Central Continent, you are the dragon’s veins, and you are only the dragon’s veins!”

"From now on, the world will know not only Xuanxuanzi, Wuwei, but also me, Lin Xu."

"The dragon sees the head but doesn't see the end. If it is possible in the future to leave Emperor Huawu alive, you need someone to carry the dragon's tail for you."

The hazy sky is gradually receding.

The man in the wheelchair disappeared with the wind bit by bit.

At the moment when day and night alternated, he stood up and said softly: "I have entered the invincible state."

 …

"Jiang Qiansong fell, the headquarters of the Jiang family in South America was directly blown up, and the new invincible of the Lin clan appeared."

"Lin family, saints..."

"What is the Sword Dynasty? Under my order, the hero will declare war on the Sword Dynasty immediately. I want to see how capable a young man with no hair can do?"

"Then I'll show you."

 …

"Within one year, the Heroes Club, the Jiang family was destroyed, and Li Dongcheng was insane. He went to Xingguo and slaughtered sixteen wealthy consortiums. At present, Xingguo, Xueguo, Middle Continent, and England have formally submitted applications to the United Nations. The United Nations has approved the application and officially announced The Sword Dynasty is a terrorist organization and we will fight it with all our strength."

"The Lin family withdrew from Switzerland and all disappeared."

"The Sword Dynasty is over, and the Lin Clan is also over. They are looking for their own death."

 …

"What do you want to do? Let go, let them go, bastard, Li Dongcheng, what do you want to do?!"

"Mr. President, you are so excited, is this your mother?"

The sword light flickered for a moment.

A head was directly chopped off.

The head flew into the arms of the middle-aged white man, bringing up a large amount of blood.

"Look carefully, is she your mother?"

"Oh, your son is so cute, how do you want him to die?"

"Don't talk? Uh, how about this?"

brush.

Amidst the screams, one arm was directly chopped off.

"No!!!"

"brush!"

the other arm.

"Don't! Stop it, stop it!!"

"Oh, ok, I stop, he left a lot of blood, tsk, this is really beautiful."

"Call the doctor, call the doctor, call the doctor quickly."

"The doctor is on his way, and there are some special forces from your country. Jingzhe, how is the situation?"

"Five minutes, I'll kill them all."

"Did you hear? They may not be able to come, come on, give you your mobile phone, are you calling some other people to try?"

 …

"The United Nations officially revoked the accusation against the Sword Dynasty, and clarified that everything before was just a misunderstanding. Countries around the world will not forget the Sword Dynasty's support for them. His Majesty Li Dongcheng, as a famous philanthropist, has been officially granted peace by the European Union. medal."

"Nobel Peace Prize Winner, Lee Dong Sung..."

 …

The light flows, the time passes.

The group of flames quietly floated in the seemingly real dreamland.

Li Dongcheng was thirty-three years old this year.

The Sword Dynasty swept across Europe.

The Lin family re-entered Switzerland.

It was also this year that Li Dongcheng lost the sword that he thought would accompany him for the rest of his life.

This sword he called His Majesty.

His Majesty the Sword God.

Time flies by.

The invincible masters of the entire dark world fell one by one.

The bases of the Sword Dynasty are established all over the world.

"The Sword Dynasty Administration Department officially issued a document stating that His Majesty Li Dongcheng will come to Central Continent within two days. The Administration Department requires the Central Continent Parliament to prepare for the reception. Lin'an, Youzhou, and Beihai will all leave His Majesty's footsteps."

The thinking in the firelight has become extremely dull.

She watched Li Dongcheng arrive in Lin'an.

I watched the plane go from Lin'an to Beihai.

All light is gone.

In the long, almost eternal darkness, it seemed like decades had passed.

She saw the snowstorm in the North Sea.

I saw Li Dongcheng walking up the Dibing Mountain where Xia Zhi sits.

"Father's sword..."

The flames trembled, and she felt a strong and complete vitality.

Vigorous like a dragon, it swept across the land of Central Continent, and in the dark, the complete dragon veins on Li Dongcheng's body shattered.

The dragon tail that belonged to his era was transferred to Li Tianlan.

And the dragon tail of this era rushed into Li Dongcheng's body mixed with unimaginable vitality.

So each is complete.

So each is perfect.

Li Dongcheng disappeared.

Eternal darkness and dead silence enveloped everything again.

The incomparably long, seemingly century-old dream seemed to be beginning to become fragmented.

She saw a light and shadow again.

The light and shadow were eroded by the darkness a little bit.

In a trance, it looks like a small village in a province in the south of Central Continent.

A plainly dressed girl walked quietly on the road.

Her appearance was exquisite and perfect, and although her clothes were plain, she looked like a noble and extremely proud little princess.

Behind the girl was a benevolent old monk in cassock.

"Where are you going?"

The old monk asked softly.

"Probably the front, if I remember correctly."

The girl raised her head, her bright eyes quietly looked at an ordinary looking orphanage in front of her.

"Are you looking for someone here?"

The monk asked curiously, "Who are you looking for?"

"have no idea."

The girl said softly: "Come and see, whether you can find it or not, from today onwards, I should have my own name."

She moved forward slowly and walked into the orphanage.

A girl in a small dress full of patches came out just in front of the door.

The footsteps of the two girls froze for a moment, and they stared blankly at each other.

In each other's eyes, it was a face that was exactly the same as each other.

"you..."

The girl clutched the patch on her clothes, looked at the proud girl in front of her like a palace lord, and said softly, "Who are you?"

"May I have your name?"

The proud girls looked at each other with calm and indifferent eyes.

"I... My name is Qin Weibai."

The girl timidly said: "Who are you?"

"I'm Qin Weibai."

The girl nodded and said lightly.

"But..."

The girl hesitated, as if she wanted to cry: "Then who am I?"

"you?"

"From today onwards, your name is Gu Xianyan."