The Ninth Secret Bureau

The black shadow clinging to the ground like a black mist is in the form of a human, just like a shadow cast by a person standing in the sun. They are suspended, they are almost integrated with the ground, and in the next second they appear, this shadow begins to stretch...

This humanoid black shadow stretched directly to a length of more than 20 meters, and it was constantly sneaking in the mist like a ghost wandering on the ground. Because its color was too dim, Zhou's eyesight was even stronger. It is impossible to see it...

"Agitated moving..." Zhou seemed to perceive the existence of the dark shadow, and the whole person's nerves suddenly became tense. The sense of danger that cannot be described in words is like a virus. Quickly spread in his heart.

Yes, he was scared.

Even if someone Zhou didn't know what the fast-moving object was, his sixth sense gave a clear warning.

That fast-moving object is a life-threatening thing.

"Isn't Zhuge Jing dead?"

Zhou frowned, the look on his thin face looked a bit complicated, because he was sad for Zhugejing for a while, and even felt a little guilty...in order to win this game. Killing Zhuge Jing, he was unwilling to accept this kind of thing.

If you knew that Zhugejing would be shot to death, maybe someone in Zhou would rather not play this game to let Zhugejing save his life, because from a certain angle...though many people don’t Believe this, but this is the case. Zhou only looks like a grandson who steals batteries every day, but in fact he is more merciful than most foreigners.

To put it bluntly, he has the potential to be a Virgin.

So at this moment, when he found the strange breath that suddenly rushed out, Zhou was also a little relieved while he was vigilant. It would be great if Zhuge Jing was really not dead. After all, he was reluctant to kill people. made.

His hands have been clean for so many years, he doesn't want to get dirty in a game.

"Something is approaching me..."

At this moment, Lin Huan, who was stuck in the center of the battlefield like a big balloon, was a little nervous, because he heard a faintly squeaky sound from the nearby grass, as if some kind of creature was crawling on the ground... Lin Huan was not afraid of monsters or monsters, but he was afraid of snakes, which was his only weakness, so when he heard that strange crawling sound, Lin Huan was so nervous and sweaty that his face was pale.

He is now in the state of a balloon person. In other words, his head can almost only be fixed at one angle and one position, as if he wants to turn his head or lower his head to take a look, this kind of action is simply impossible to complete.

The more you are afraid, the more you want to see, and the less you see, the more you are afraid.

This is an endless loop.

"Don't be afraid!"

Someone Zhou yelled aloud, and Zhang Nan turned around while carrying a humanoid energy cannon, and approached Lin Huan as he stepped forward. In the process, he also picked up his spirits, always paying attention to the emission. An object that is fast moving with a strange breath.

Is that Zhuge Jing?

Someone Zhou didn’t understand, because judging from the trajectory of the object’s movement and the feeling it conveys to him, it doesn’t look like a living person at all, and it’s even far from those anomalous beings... What is moving around here? ? Is it possible that there is a ghost? ?

When someone Zhou concentrated on observing the surrounding wind and grass, he heard Lin Huan scream without warning.

"help me!!!"

He only uttered these two words, and then there was no sound.

Before someone from Zhou came forward to rescue Lin Huan, they only heard a sharp "shoo" sound in the arena. The sharp whistle sound resembled the sound of a balloon leaking, and Lin Huan The swollen body gradually dented at this moment, and the dense fog that was permeating the field also began to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When someone Zhou came to Lin Huan carrying Zhang Nan, he found that he had fallen into a deep coma. There were two extremely eye-catching black handprints on his legs. The dull tone was deeper than the metallic paint of the sprayed vehicle. , And it smells very light bloody.

No one knew what was wrong with Lin Huan.

There is breathing, there is heartbeat.

All the vital signs were normal to the point that they couldn't be normal anymore, but they couldn't wake up all the time, and even if certain Zhou and their mouths were drawn up, Lin Huan still remained in a deep coma.

But... his eyes looked strange.

The black color in the iris seemed to spread out, and the entire eyeball became black like obsidian, and the boundary between the iris and the white of the eye could not be distinguished at all.

At this moment, the mist covering the wasteland has completely dissipated, and the audience in front of the screen finally had a chance to see the picture clearly. When they saw Lin Huan lying on the ground with unknown life or death, most of the audience had question marks on their faces, because they did not. Knowing what happened inside, and judging from the drone live broadcast, Zhuge Jing was nowhere to be seen.

"Fuck, what's the situation!" Lu Yisheng kept turning his eyes, trying to find Zhuge Jing's figure from the live images on the screen, "How did that old boy Zhuge disappear?!"

"It's not missing..."

The expression on Chen Xian's face was a bit solemn, his pupils tightened as if he had discovered something. He looked at the "shadows" left on the ground on the screen, and his heart was even more shocked.

"He is in the arena..."

"He's in the arena?"

Lu Yisheng couldn't understand Chen Xian's answer, his face was full of doubts.

"Where is he?"

Chen Xian got up and walked slowly to the screen, pointed a few times with his finger on the screen, and drew a circle the size of half a wasteland.

After everyone followed Chen Xian’s instructions and looked carefully, they discovered that the wasteland area pointed out by him seemed to be different from other places...There was a shadow on the ground, like natural light. The shadow formed by the object concealing the propagation of light.

"What are these..."

"It seems to be a shadow... but there is no shade here, how can there be a shadow..."

"It moved!!"

Following Lu Yisheng’s exclamation, everyone saw that the shadow covering the ground suddenly squirmed, and it began to shrink continuously... and its irregular shape became more and more similar. It is a human form.

When it shrank to the size of a normal figure, a thin, white arm suddenly came out from inside, and then firmly buckled the grass next to it, pulling the main body of the body away from the shadows a little bit... ...

At this moment, Zhuge Jing was like someone who had just climbed ashore from the water, and those shadows were bottomless black pools. When he completely pulled his body away from the shadows, the shadows also changed. It has to get smaller and smaller until it disappears completely.

"The Kunlun Club is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. I thought that this trick didn't need to be exposed so early..." Zhuge Jing smiled bitterly, his ragged clothes and a black pot look almost like a beggar, and he looked more embarrassed. How embarrassed, "Brother Zhou, you two have hurt me. It hasn't been a week since I bought this dress..."

There was a dead silence in the arena, and no one responded to his words.

The audiences in front of the screen were also shocked at each other, because they had never seen such a weird ability...How did this Zhuge Jing fit into that shadow? ! Where did he come from? ? Is that piece of shadow an independent dimensional space? ?

"What happened to my brother?"

Zhou was the first to speak. Although he was full of jealousy about Zhuge Jing, he decided to stand up and ask at this moment that if something happened to Lin Huan, his surname Zhou would have to give up his life. Let Zhuge Jingxue pay the debt!

"your brother?"

Zhuge Jing raised his hand to wipe the dust off his face, then suddenly bent down and placed his right palm directly on the ground.

As if holding something.

He suddenly mentioned...

A thin but three-dimensional "shadow" was lifted out of the ground by him.

"The fog he made is too annoying, so I want him to sleep for a while, don't you have any opinions?" Zhuge Jing asked with a smile.

People Zhou and Zhang Nan looked at the "shadow" with the same figure as Lin Huan. They looked at each other in silence for a while, and nodded at the same time.

"You won, let him return to normal."

Zhang Nan put away his magical powers and jumped directly from Zhou's shoulder. The expression on his face looked a little nervous, as if he was afraid that his brother would fall into some unknown danger, after all, the shadow in Zhuge Jing's hands. ..... It's really not an ordinary thing.

Not astral.

Not energy.

It is a kind of "substance" that exudes a cold atmosphere but is indescribable.

"I won?"

Zhuge Jing was startled. Obviously, he didn't expect that they would admit defeat so simply, but it would be good if they could win. For him, the result is always more important than the process.

"Okay, then I will return him to you..."

Zhuge Jing smiled, and threw the "shadow" away.

"then!"