This sentence hit Zhao Lingjun's heart like a huge hammer.
"Could it be that Yunxia Tianyi is out of order" Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but raise his hand and put it in front of him, but what Zhao Lingjun saw was still nothingness.
"Could it be that he found something strange and deliberately bluffed me?"
"The friend on the ceiling.
Please come down.
Have you been sticking to the ceiling, aren't you tired" Seeing that Zhao Lingjun did not react, there was already a trace of murder in the eyes of the young man wearing gold-wire glasses.
"Not tired, not tired at all."
Zhao Lingjun shamelessly pulled out his feet from the window and moved his body.
Now that it has been discovered, Zhao Lingjun naturally doesn't have to hide anything.
"It turns out that you are not a gifted ability, but a cultivator."
Seeing Zhao Lingjun's two dirty Nike shoes that suddenly appeared, the young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses also seemed to be taken aback.
There was a solemn look on his face.
"I didn't say I was a gifted person."
Zhao Lingjun was still floating on the ceiling, refusing to fall.
"Then this noble Daoist brother, if you are not cultivating in the Immortal Mountain in the world, how could you come to the office of a mortal like me."
Tilting his head up and talking seemed to make the young man with the gold-rimmed eyes feel very uncomfortable.
"I was passing by here, and I suddenly smelled the smell of wine, and when I came in, I saw that there was a lot of wine, and who knew that before I could enjoy it, you would come back."
Zhao Lingjun said shamelessly.
"These wines are yours" "If Brother Dao can see these wines, you can take them all."
The young man with gold-rimmed glasses stared at the void Zhao Lingjun tightly.
"Which immortal mountain is this Daoist brother cultivating in, if you like it, I can give you more."
"Sure enough, it's a cunning fox."
Zhao Lingjun smiled secretly in his heart.
However, Zhao Lingjun felt that the young man wearing gold-wire glasses wanted to find his own way like this, and he was simply underestimating himself.
"Immortal Mountain" Zhao Lingjun smiled.
"Didn't my brother just come to you this morning?"
"You are also from the Maoshan Sect," the young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses changed his face suddenly.
"Of course."
Zhao Lingjun's heart was happy.
Looking at the young man's face, Zhao Lingjun knew that this guy named Lei Yun had not only been fooled, but also inadvertently revealed the old background of the gray-clothed middle-aged man to himself.
"Of course."
Zhao Lingjun replied to the young man and thought proudly, I am really a smart and clever cutie.
"In this case, you are the one sent by your lord to see if I have embezzled the white jade box you wanted," said the young man with gold-rimmed glasses coldly.
"Don't say that, I'm just going around."
Zhao Lingjun's heart became more and more proud.
"I have always let you Maoshan Sect, but I just respect that your Maoshan Sect is an authentic sect.
I'm not afraid of you.
But Zhao Lingjun didn't expect that this young man, who originally looked very respectful, turned his face faster than turning a book.
"The deadline I agreed with you has not yet arrived, and you have come to provoke me three or four times, which is too indifferent to me."
The young man wearing gold wire glasses sneered and pressed it on his watch, and around the young man wearing gold wire glasses, a transparent light curtain appeared, like a glass cover, and the young man wearing gold wire glasses was covered in it.
"If I don't give you some color to see, won't you use me as a public toilet, come when you want, and leave when you want" "What is this?"
Before Zhao Lingjun could speak, the windows on the walls on both sides suddenly sank.
The muzzles of many black holes suddenly stretched out from the wall behind the shop window, and they were aimed at Zhao Lingjun.
"Damn, what kind of auto-aiming machine gun Star Wars is this" The muzzle of so many black holes suddenly appeared made Zhao Lingjun startled.
But even so, Zhao Lingjun's mouth was still very bullish: "You think that with these ordinary machine guns, you can hurt the people of our Maoshan Sect, and you don't take our Maoshan Sect too seriously." ” "These guns are not ordinary bullets, but soul eaters made by Ampere Onmyoji."
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As soon as the young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses finished speaking, a black door appeared beside him, and two pale black-clothed onmyoji who Zhao Lingjun had seen hiding in the corridor appeared in front of Zhao Lingjun.
"Damn, it's a big game now."
Zhao Lingjun's heart was bitter, and he suddenly said behind the young man and the two onmyoji.
"Senior brother, you're here too."
The young man with gold-rimmed glasses and the two black-clothed onmyoji were taken aback, and couldn't help but look back.
By the time the three of them found that there was nothing behind them, Zhao Lingjun had already slammed into the glass window of this room like a cannonball.
And behind Zhao Lingjun, at a speed that is difficult to see with the naked eye, a thick layer of ice quickly condensed.
"I forgot to tell you that the window is made of high-strength fiber, and even if it is an AK47 bullet, it may not be broken."
The young man with gold-rimmed glasses sneered and pressed it on his watch.
Dozens of muzzles sticking out of the wall erupted in flames at once.
Countless bullets flew out of the muzzle of the gun like living creatures.
Each bullet is like a winged black snake with tiny wings, creating strange traces in the air.
These bullets had just touched the solid ice behind Zhao Lingjun.
The ice melted away.
Those bullets, like tiny winged black snakes, passed through the ice without being hindered in the slightest.
The young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and the two black-clothed onmyoji looked at each other and smiled, and in their eyes, it seemed that Zhao Lingjun had bounced back against the window, and then was pierced by those soul devouring bullets.
But before the smiles on the faces of the three people disappeared, the three of them heard a bang.
The entire window was knocked out by Zhao Lingjun.
The entire wall of the room suddenly became like a monster's mouth suddenly opened.
A strong wind in the sky suddenly poured in through the huge hole, blowing the papers all over the room.
"What a strong force."
Zhao Lingjun's incomparable strength surprised the three of them, but in the strong wind of hunting, the three of them didn't even move their hair, and there seemed to be an invisible force that protected the young man wearing gold wire glasses and the two black-clothed onmyoji.
"Ice."
The two black-clothed onmyoji nodded, "It is indeed a spell of the Maoshan Sect." ” "Maoshan Sect."
The young man with gold-rimmed glasses snorted coldly.
"A mere ice sealing technique wants to block the soul devouring projectile that is soaked in the blood of the winged snake and used the soul of a powerful ghost" After forcibly knocking off the windows made of reinforced fiber, which were more flexible than steel, Zhao Lingjun bypassed several buildings one after another in an instant.
But those bullets like living creatures were still closely following behind Zhao Lingjun.
These bullets are like heat-sensitive amming missiles, not only will they automatically pursue and bypass obstacles, but their speed will not slow down at all.
After Zhao Lingjun bypassed several buildings one after another, those bullets like living creatures, like maggots on tarsal bones, followed closely behind Zhao Lingjun.
After making sure that he was already out of sight of the three of them, Zhao Lingjun made a magic decision and launched the White Bone Netherworld Sword.
Although the Void Yin Yang Sword seemed to be more useful to dodge the opponent's attacks, Zhao Lingjun really didn't dare to let these weird ones go to the extreme, and he didn't know what kind of bullets were made of them to pierce through his body.
The eight-sided white bone nether sword like a door panel suddenly appeared behind Zhao Lingjun on top of each other.
A white bone shield was formed that was much thicker than Zhao Lingjun's wardrobe.
Countless black bullets hit this huge white bone shield at once, and before they turned into black powder under the violent impact, those black bullets really let out a terrible cry like living creatures.
And this kind of cry is like someone crying out in the middle of the night.
"What the hell are these soul eaters?"
Zhao Lingjun's scalp tingled for a while from those voices.
But what made Zhao Lingjun's scalp tingle even more was that the powder that those black bullets turned into after shattering seemed to have an incomparable corrosive effect on his White Bone Nether Sword.
In the blink of an eye, the eight-sided White Bone Netherworld Sword had already disappeared on five sides, and when the sixth-sided White Bone Netherworld Sword melted like ice and snow, those black bullets like living creatures finally disappeared.
"Haha, what a raviophile, turtle eggs, or my White Bone Netherworld Sword is powerful."
Zhao Lingjun proudly controlled the two remaining White Bone Netherworld Swords and pulled a sword flower.
I feel that the sword that fought the top of the Forbidden City with Ximen Blowing Snow back then, Ye Gucheng, who was flying out of the sky, was not as majestic as himself.
But before Zhao Lingjun's pride had passed, he heard a small voice.
"Holy."
Zhao Lingjun looked down and was dumbfounded.
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I don't know when a demon-breaking bullet actually flew under Zhao Lingjun's body.
When Zhao Lingjun saw it, this magic bullet suddenly drilled into the sole of Zhao Lingjun's dirty Nike shoes.
"It's a burp."
Such a thought just flashed through Zhao Lingjun's mind.
A bitter chill surged into Zhao Lingjun's heart from the soles of Zhao Lingjun's feet.
And after the chill disappeared, Zhao Lingjun suddenly felt that there seemed to be something indescribable in his body, as if there were countless small worms constantly tearing at his flesh and blood.
"What is he doing now, is he at work or is he there" "Dr.
Lam Dr.
Lam" "Oh.
Sorry, hehe.
Lin Qianxun looked at the nurse in front of him embarrassedly and smiled apologetically.
"Dr.
Lin, what's going on lately, you seem to be thinking a lot."
The playful little nurse looked at Lin Qianxun very ambiguously.
"It's nothing, there's often nothing going on here, so it's just boring and in a daze."
Lin Qianxun's face turned red imperceptibly.
"Find me something."
"That's right, just now a very strange young man came to the emergency room, and he said that he was looking for you by name, and he said that his name was Zhao Lingjun, and after he finished speaking, he fainted."
"What" Lin Qianxun stood up from his chair in surprise.
"What do you say his name?"
"Zhao Lingjun, you know him" "Acquaintance."
Before the little nurse could react, Lin Qianxun had already stood up from the chair and ran out of the office like a fly.
"How could he be."
Lin Qianxun looked at Zhao Lingjun who was lying on the emergency room bed in disbelief, and fell into a deep coma, from the outside, Zhao Lingjun had no wounds all over his body, but Zhao Lingjun's face was wrapped with a dead gray color.
This dead gray color made Zhao Lingjun's whole person seem lifeless.
A doctor familiar to Lin Qianxun was busy dragging various instruments in front of Zhao Lingjun, sweating profusely, but he was still helpless.
"Dr.
Lin, you."
The playful little nurse who ran behind Lin Qianxun only said a few words, and was stunned.
"How could he be."
The playful little nurse also looked at Zhao Lingjun with incredulous eyes, and said incredulously, "When he came just now." ” "How was he when he came just now" Before the little nurse could finish speaking, Lin Qianxun hurriedly interrupted the little nurse's words.
"When he came, except for walking and shaking a little, he was fine."
It was the first time for the playful little nurse to see Lin Qianxun so nervous.
After a pause, the little nurse looked at the sweaty doctor in front of Zhao Lingjun, "He just blushed and was different from ordinary people, Doctor Qian and I thought he was drunk, but I didn't expect him to be like this after a while." ” With a "hiss", Dr.
Qian, who Lin Qianxun was familiar with, cut open Zhao Lingjun's jeans with scissors.
When Lin Qianxun was talking to the little nurse, Dr.
Qian had already taken off Zhao Lingjun's shirt.
Before this, Dr.
Qian had used a lot of instruments to examine Zhao Lingjun, but the strange thing was that Zhao Lingjun did not seem to have any wounds on his body, but the symptoms reflected seemed to be like people who were constantly losing blood.
So in desperation, Dr.
Qian decided to take off Zhao Lingjun's clothes and pants and examine them carefully.
When he took off Zhao Lingjun's clothes, a women's pajamas as thin as cicada wings and a bag of sapphire-like spikes tied with yellow ribbons fell out of Zhao Lingjun's arms.
Although Dr.
Qian felt a little strange, after taking off Zhao Lingjun's clothes, Dr.
Qian did not find any traces of injury.
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And Zhao Lingjun's jeans were so tight that Dr.
Qian couldn't take them off for a while, so in desperation, Dr.
Qian had no choice but to cut Zhao Lingjun's pants directly.
"What is this" As soon as Zhao Lingjun's pants were cut, Dr.
Qian, Lin Qianxun and the playful little nurse couldn't help but gasp.
A long black line stretched from Zhao Lingjun's feet to Zhao Lingjun's thighs, and on the entire black line, there seemed to be countless tiny two-headed monster snakes with wings flying and entwining, but if you look closely, they disappeared without a trace
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