The Old Gods Are Whispering

It was four thirty in the morning.

Gu Jianlin was lying in a luxurious hospital bed, all the filth had been washed off, he was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, with drips hanging on the backs of both hands, delivering healing liquid.

Since he was in a coma, he hasn't woken up until now.

In the room, Tang Ling wore a black sun hat and sat on the sofa with a blank expression. The huge piano box was erected on the wall, and she silently wiped the silver-white iron sword on her leg with a tissue.

Her other hand was resting on the armrest of the sofa, still receiving the infusion.

"It's no wonder the person the King of Blue values."

She said softly: "It can't be measured by normal rank."

The reason why two people are in the same ward is not because they have a good relationship.

It's because this is the exclusive treatment of the Omega sequence.

The two of them are still investigators in name, but their authority is actually higher than the management of many associations. Therefore, the medical treatment after injury is also the best, and there are special priests in charge of treatment.

You can also enjoy the highest level of life secret medicine to ensure no future troubles.

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor.

Deacon Nie's face was gloomy, and the accompanying secretary followed him, and everyone's expressions were ugly.

"Captain Lin, please take care of this matter."

He paused and complained: "I don't know why, it's been seven hours, and those unclean people have survived the dangerous period. And he hasn't woken up yet. If Mr. Chen is held accountable , even if Lord Saint is protecting me, I’m afraid I will be dismissed. Oh, what is all this? You say that I am only carrying out the order of Lord Saint, who have I provoked?”

Lin Wanqiu put her hands in the pockets of her white coat, walked beside her with her waist twisted, her high heels hitting the ground: "Don't worry, Deacon Nie, I will try my best to help you take a look, I am also very interested in that boy .”

However, when they just walked to the door of the ward, the bitter sword wind howled.

A silver-white iron sword stopped them from the door.

"Stop."

Tang Ling had already pulled out the needle at some point, and was fiddling with the phone with her head lowered, as if she was playing some kind of card game, while holding an iron sword in her other hand, pointing at them from a distance: "Go half a step forward , hack you to death.

Deacon Nie said with a straight face, "C-level investigator Tang Ling, put down the weapon in your hand. We are here to check the condition of the wounded. If there is any delay, can you afford it?"

What's embarrassing is that his strong-armed warning was directly ignored.

In comparison, Lin Wanqiu is very good at talking, and said with a gentle smile: "This sister doesn't know where the hostility comes from? We don't have any malicious intentions. We just want to see the situation of the wounded, and we won't disturb your rest. .”

Tang Ling still didn't raise her head, she refused expressionlessly, "I hate the Tribunal very much, and the one lying on the bed hates the Tribunal even more than I do, so before I kill someone... disappear as soon as possible."

Deacon Nie was so angry that his blood pressure soared, and he habitually wanted to drink angrily.

However, when he thought of the identity of the other party, he lost his temper for a while.

Lin Wanqiu's smile was still charming, and she said softly, "My sister, but I'm not from the court."

"I heard people say that you like to have relationships with people in the trial court, and you belong to the same breed."

Tang Ling was busy drawing cards, shaking her sharp sword edge: "Besides, I hate green tea."

It wasn't just that Deacon Nie's blood pressure was high, Lin Wanqiu was so angry that she took a deep breath, her plump chest heaving slightly.

"Only his captain, Mr. Chen and Minister Lu can enter the door of this ward. You are not qualified."

Tang Ling raised her awe-inspiring eyes, but when she looked up from the bottom, there was a look of contempt in her eyes, and her clear and sweet voice was full of arrogance: "Don't make me say it a second time, understand?"

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The top floor of the Deep Space Tower.

In front of Lu Zijin's desk were fried chicken and hamburgers, and french fries dipped in ketchup, exuding a strong aroma.

She was sucking on her light-white jade fingers, the oil shone slightly.

A message from Chen Bojun was displayed on the computer screen.

"Zijin, I found some Gu worms outside the Qilin Fairy Palace. It should be a high-level Gu master. I don't know if this is good news or bad news. This is the place where you and Professor Gu chased and killed Nightmare Master. Nightmare Master It's here that he disappeared."

"I suspect that it was this Gu master who gave the Necromancer Gu to the rescue team of Fengcheng No. something to redeem."

"Wait for my message for details, over."

Lu Zijin stared at this text, a fleeting coldness flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she returned to normal immediately.

"Sister, are you still in the mood to eat at this time?"

Lu Zicheng was restless in front of the desk, pacing back and forth: "Can you think of a way?"

Chen Qing was sitting on the sofa, looking at the heart rate charts displayed on the tablet, and swiping one by one.

"Why aren't you in the mood to eat?"

Lu Zijin said lightly: "Isn't Mu Feng out of danger? His second daughter is fine. As for the little girl, after wearing the Nightmare Pendant again, the distortion was suppressed again. Although the people in the shelter It is true that more than half of them died, but compared to the complete annihilation, it is already a blessing in misfortune."

She paused: "Those who died and were named as unclean were all my comrades-in-arms. The best way to mourn them is to recharge their energy and help them avenge their hatred."

"I know."

Lu Zicheng frowned: "I'm talking about Xiao Gu. He hasn't woken up yet. What's going on? He's been healed by the priest, and he's given the secret medicine of life. It shouldn't be."

Chen Qing slid the heart rate graph displayed on the tablet to the last page.

That was Gu Jianlin's real-time heart rate status.

His heart almost stopped beating, and his breathing was extremely weak.

Even the mental fluctuations have been sluggish.

"It's simple, it's because his body is about to collapse."

A sweet smile bloomed on Lu Zijin's face: "Isn't all the data displayed?"

Both Lu Zicheng and Chen Qing were stunned.

"This little guy is really messing around. Most likely he used something that cannot be used at the current level, so that his body can't bear the burden, and even the priest and the secret medicine of life can't save him."

Lu Zijin snorted and took a bite of the hamburger: "He can only survive by himself."

Lu Zicheng stared at her, gritting his teeth.

Chen Qing was relatively calm, and asked calmly: "What if you can't make it through?"

Lu Zijin asked blankly, "There is no such possibility."

Lu Zicheng and Chen Qing looked at each other again.

"Stupid, this child is the chosen student, the old man will just watch this child disappear like this?"

Lu Zijin rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Zicheng, after so many years, can't you grow your brains? And Chen Qing, why have you become so stupid? Are you really big-chested and brainless?"

Chen Qing was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously glanced at the other party's ordinary figure.

She lowered her head again and looked at her chest, which was about to burst her shirt, and fell into deep thought.

"Huh, couldn't you say it sooner?"

Lu Zicheng let out a long sigh of relief, smiled again, and asked politely: "It's all right, my lord, continue to eat, what else do you need? Do you want me to pour you another Coke?"

Lu Zijin looked at the countless fried chicken wings and hamburgers on the table, waved his hands and said, "No, I'm going to lose weight."

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Forget about grocery stores.

Huaiyin looked at Heizi who had won a big victory on the chessboard, and showed a satisfied smile.

"That's right, the chess game tonight was played heartily and happily!"

He said quite proudly: "Sure enough, I'm not good at fishing, which depends on luck, but as long as I compete with others, I have never lost to anyone in the past hundred years."

Jing Ci wiped the antique beside him, and sighed helplessly.

"Why are you sighing?"

Huaiyin turned her head and glanced at him: "Do you have an opinion?"

"I have no objection, but you should see Chen Bojun's expression before he left. He has a lot of objections."

Jing Ji didn't want to mess with the old man on this kind of issue at all, so he changed the subject and asked indifferently: "Teacher, did you let Chen Bojun take away the dragon marrow liquid just now? Did you prepare it for the younger brother?"

Huaiyin admired the chess game and replied, "Otherwise, who else can I give it to?"

"I just find it strange that although the power of the ancient god will be subject to various restrictions in the real world, if he has only been transformed into a god-servant, his body should not collapse to such an extent."

Jing Ji said thoughtfully: "Unless he is not an evolution of the god-servant level, but an even more taboo power above it, and thus suffers the backlash of the rules, and his body is about to collapse."

Huaiyin hummed: "Almost."

Jing Ci was a little surprised: "So, it's really not the evolution of God Attendant?"

"How could it be possible that the student I selected was just a mere god-servant evolution? Dogs don't even need that stuff."

Huaiyin said disdainfully: "That kid knows a lot, and he didn't dare to use that kind of power continuously. Even if he doesn't have dragon marrow liquid this time, he can actually wake up, but he has to lie down for half a year. I can't wait that long It's time, let him recover as soon as possible with dragon marrow liquid."

Jing Ci pondered for a moment: "We are running out of dragon marrow liquid, should I grab it again?"

"Forget it, there is something wrong with that supreme being, but he is still the pinnacle of this world. And he has a bad temper. Even if he is likely to be in the real world now, I don't want to make him anxious. What's more What's more, the ghost-slaying path was derived from him, and you won't have any chance in front of him... Hmph, I told you to change your job a long time ago."

Huaiyin gave him a sideways look: "No prospect."

Jing Ci said with a serious smile: "It's one thing to be strong, but another to be handsome. What's more, I think I'm very strong."

"No matter how strong you are, you have no chance to face that supreme being."

Huai Yin patted his thigh and said: "I can't wait any longer. When that kid wakes up, I will teach him the forbidden spell and breathing technique first, so that he won't rely too much on the ancient deification... When I meet someone from the realm of heaven and man At that time, I am afraid that I will suffer a big loss."

Jing Ji hummed, and suddenly asked: "Teacher, this time the younger brother is performing a mission in the Heiyun City Walled City, and that person is following and protecting the whole process. Do you want to tell the younger brother about this?"

Huaiyin thought for a while, and said leisurely: "There is no need to do anything unnecessary, this kid is so conceited, just let him know that profiling is not a panacea, there are many ways to evade his ability. You young people have a saying What is it called? Yes, Sheshi. Just use Sheshi and let him have a good memory."

He paused for a moment: "Sneakily go to that kid's house later, and mark everyone in their family in a gap of time. This will save the kid from blaming me, a teacher, for not doing anything."

Jing Ci nodded slightly:

"Understood. But I need to remind you that you really didn't do anything, you asked me to do it..."

Huai Yin stared: "Is there a difference?"

Jing Ci suddenly said: "Teacher, Chen Bojun thought that we taught him breathing techniques, forbidden spells, and the way of evolution, and that's why we put such a heavy burden on his body. But in fact, we didn't teach breathing techniques. and curses."

Huaiyin said lightly, "That's right, his father didn't teach him either."

"That is to say, he still hides some secrets."

Jing Ci paused: "We don't explore, but it doesn't mean that the trial court will let it go."

The sandalwood incense rose, and Huaiyin's old face was shrouded in smoke, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

"Then let them try."

He smiled and said, "The students I fancy, are they also worthy?"

I'm a little Calvin, I'm 20 minutes late, sorry.