The Old Gods Are Whispering

When Gu Jianlin heard that laughter, he realized something was wrong.

Without warning, Nie Xiangsi suddenly coughed, and a trace of blood spilled from her lips.

"Are you okay?"

Gu Jianlin's heart sank, and he quickly supported her.

"I feel terrible……"

Nie Xiangsi's delicate face turned pale, she frowned in pain, and coughed violently.

She coughed up a pool of blood!

She fell down in a daze, and passed out directly.

All the commissioners of the action team began to cough violently. They bent down and knelt on the ground in pain, their pale faces twisted, and puddles of blood spurted out!

"Damn!"

Cheng Youyu, who was a thick-skinned and thick-skinned ancient martial artist, was not spared, and was lying on the ground vomiting crazily.

Blood dripping!

Gu Jianlin's first reaction was that the clown poisoned them just now.

But he soon realized that it wasn't actually poisoning.

In other words, it wasn't the poison just now.

Because he didn't notice any discomfort in his body.

I saw rubble rolling down from the ruins, and a pitch-black shadow rushed out at an unbelievably fast speed, like a ferocious predator!

The nearest investigator let out a shrill cry on the spot.

"Hehehe."

After a long time, the clown threw away the lifeless Hunter, with a bloody and muddy face showing a horrifying smile: "I said, the Ether Association? The Inquisition? A group of idiots. "

After drinking the blood, his sluggish breath quickly recovered, his body was covered with hard fluff, thick blood mist spewed out from his back again, and eight steel-like joints burst out.

Even the broken hands made the sound of bone shattering and quickly recovered.

The remaining thirteen people struggled and wanted to stand up, but more blood spewed out.

Cheng Youyu stood up strongly, lifted his painfully distorted face, and made a hoarse voice: "Brother Lin... run!"

He raised his finger and pointed out the door, his whole body twitched and passed out.

So far, the rescue team has been wiped out.

Gu Jianlin stood here alone, lost in thought.

Well, it is indeed the rescue team of the Aether Association.

Very reliable.

Very good.

All of a sudden, he became the director of the orphanage.

"I see."

He said softly, "It's the hearts of those animals!"

The clown has already completed the final transformation impressively, the huge compound eyes are blood red and terrifying, and sharp fangs grow out of his mouth.

"clever!"

Gu Jianlin couldn't figure out why this guy would take the risk of being exposed and cruelly abuse animals.

I thought it was a psychopath, but it wasn't.

"You have known for a long time that the commissioners of the Aether Association are lurking in the school, and you have even confirmed their identities, but you did not escape, let alone startle the enemy, but prepared a big gift for them."

Gu Jianlin said in a cold voice, "You are not abusing animals, but extracting the organs of those animals, and using your mythical weapon that can hide breath, secretly cast something similar to a curse on them."

"You really aren't those idiots from the Tribunal."

The clown stood opposite him, stretched out his eight spider legs, applauded lightly, and praised: "I am not willing to kill you, what should I do? You are right, it is the ability of the Gu Master path. My people use myths to arm Concealment, secretly put this kind of Gu in their meals. You rely on the Aether Association, and I have a helper."

He paused: "At first I wanted to give you and your sister some extra information, but I'm afraid that your rank is too low, and you will die on the spot if you get a Gu, so I'll be nothing but a bamboo basket..."

Gu Jianlin got up silently, grabbed the Desert Eagle, and reloaded the bullet.

As he expected, the clown was indeed extremely dangerous.

I thought his last resort was the mythical weapon.

Unexpectedly, the En organization behind the clown secretly arranged, and easily eliminated the action group of the Ethernet Association.

so troublesome.

"Pistol? That thing is useless to me."

The clown sneered, raised his right hand, and the silver-white chain suddenly lit up with a glow: "Everything is under my control, the only thing I didn't count on is that you were able to find me in advance, and you can also suppress the normal state. me."

"But that's all there is to it."

The silver-white chains were suspended in mid-air, making crisp impact sounds, and flying horizontally.

Armed with mythology, a lock that does not exist!

--liberation!

The clown was bloodshot all over his body, and his body convulsed slightly, as if he had paid a considerable price.

Gu Jianlin was shrouded in countless silver-white chains and narrowed his eyes.

I saw those chains criss-crossing, surrounding the entire ruins, forming an enchantment of nothingness.

At the same time, he lost his perception of the outside world.

In other words, gradually do not feel the existence of the outside world.

"Next, it's just you and me."

The clown raised his left hand again, and at some point in his palm, there was a pitch-black bell.

Myth Armed, Requiem Bell!

"I know that even if you die, you may not tell me what your father left you."

He raised the bell in his hand: "I will enslave your soul... At that time, you will tell me yourself."

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On the roof of the teaching building of Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School, Lu Zicheng leaned against the iron railing, overlooking the night.

A green parrot stands on his shoulder.

He was playing with his phone, and there was only one message on WeChat.

"I'll solve the clown's matter by myself, and help me protect my sister."

——Gu Jianlin.

Lu Zicheng held on to the headset. Using his sister's special authority, he also connected to the communication channel of the action group.

At this moment, he also knew that the operation team had been wiped out.

Logically speaking, he should immediately rescue the child.

However, he didn't do that.

Because his fingertips were spinning a quaint copper coin.

In the hollow in the center of the copper coin, a strand of hair is entwined.

That was Gu Jianlin's hair.

The origin of this copper coin is not simple, it is one of the heirlooms of the Lu family.

According to legend, as long as one of the target's hair is wrapped around, it can be used for fortune-telling and never miscalculate.

Nothing will happen until the coin stops spinning and lands on the opposite side, which represents evil.

The next moment, the copper coin stopped spinning and landed with a bang.

Lu Zicheng never expected that the copper coin would land on the front.

The green-feathered parrot stood on his shoulder and screamed strangely: "Good luck, eat chicken tonight!"

This copper coin is a mythical weapon, if it falls on the front, it is impossible to have an accident.

It's incredible.

"Hey, it's actually a lucky sign?"

Lu Zicheng hesitated for a moment, and showed a surprised expression: "In this case, don't you need to go? Can he win? Is there any variable that I don't know? If I go now, wouldn't he have no credit? "

He took out the tablet computer, and the screen monitored by the Eye of Horus satellite showed the movement in the cafeteria.

The fourteen blue dots were already motionless in place, obviously losing their combat power.

As for the most eye-catching red dot, it has disappeared.

Suddenly, the roar of a helicopter sounded overhead, and lights flickered in the night sky.

Lu Zicheng looked up.

According to the rules of the trial court, every time the action team is assigned a mission, in order to ensure nothing goes wrong, an emergency plan will be prepared. Once the scene gets out of control, someone will come to forcibly control the field.

This person's strength must be crushing, enough to settle everything.

On the helicopter, there was someone standing in the cabin, with a slender and slim silhouette illuminated by lights, her white hair fluttering in the wind, and she was carrying a huge sword box like a coffin, faintly echoing the buzzing sound of the blade.

This feature is too obvious, the way of Jianzong.

As a member of the ancient martial arts path, Lu Zicheng has always felt that his profession is the best one.

But he has to admit that Jianzong, who is also one of the most ancient paths, is not weaker than Guwu at all.

And even cooler.

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Across the street from Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School, there was a black Mercedes parked.

Deacon Nie was sitting on the co-pilot, holding a tablet computer in his hand. On the screen was a map monitored by the Eye of Horus satellite. There were many blue dots, all of which were the action specialists he had arranged.

Although they are all newcomers, they are well-trained, and without exception, they are all second-order.

The magician's danger prediction works by sensing the hostility of enemies stronger than itself.

Therefore, the accumulation of quantity can completely circumvent this perception ability.

Lu Zijin said flatly: "It's too disgraceful to use a newcomer as bait."

Deacon Nie's smile froze, and his eyes turned cold: "Gu Jianlin is talented enough to take on important responsibilities, so he has to accept the test. This is also a kind of cultivation. If he can really kill a clown, he will be a unique genius. Those two myths So what if the arms are given to him?"

"Why is the clown's organization staring at him? We still don't know."

He paused: "This is helping him get rid of his troubles!"

Lu Zijin sneered secretly: "I guess, you guys want to know if this child is hiding something? By the way, take the credit for calming down this matter, so that Yan Wu'an can take the lead?"

To put it nicely, the only thing is to ignore the child's safety.

But it doesn't matter, as long as Lu Zi is present, the child will not be in any danger.

Deacon Nie's face suddenly changed, because a large number of blue dots displayed on the tablet disappeared!

"It's broken, something happened!"

His complexion changed suddenly.

Sitting on the roof of the car, Lu Zijin said lightly, "I seemed to smell the poisonous poison just now. It seems to be a very high-level necrotic poison. This kind of poisonous poison will not reveal any extraordinary characteristics before it explodes, and it is almost impossible to detect it with the naked eye."

She paused: "The rescue team is going to be wiped out. This is a dimensionality reduction blow. Don't blame them."

Deacon Nie's face was extremely gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Thunder! Start the rescue plan! Please act!"

There was a moment of silence in the intercom, and a pleasant voice sounded like ice hitting

"clear."

Communication lost.

"My niece has an accident, are you in a hurry?"

Lu Zijin jumped off the roof lightly, her black lily skirt fluttered in the wind, and her heels landed with a snap.

"Aren't you very confident just now? In the end, Leiting still needs to wipe your ass for you."

She said lightly: "I'm a little bored, I'm going to look around, maybe the messenger behind the clown is nearby. If I'm lucky, I'll find him and fight him."

The immature minister showed a narrow smile: "You are here alone, you won't be afraid, right?"

Deacon Nie sat in the car, his eyes twitched, and he said in a deep voice, "Find him and kill him."

"try your best."

Lu Zijin yawned lazily, and was instantly enveloped by a majestic mental thought, before disappearing on the spot.

Deacon Nie snorted coldly, his expression extremely ugly.