Lie Huo Jiao Chou

Chapter 92

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Lihuo wards off evil spirits, which happens to counteract evil spirits.

Shadowman has swallowed too much Heavenly Demon Qi, and without Sheng Lingyuan's natural Suzaku blood, it can be regarded as indigestion now. The shady scenes created around were turned into holed rags by Xuan Ji, and they had to disintegrate on the spot again, turning back into a bunch of faceless little shadow figures, floating in mid-air like tadpoles, about to scatter and run away.

Suddenly, the fastest running black shadow hit something, and sparked a series of electric sparks in mid-air, and then, those little black shadows running around began to "hit the wall" one after another—with the ancestral hall as the center , an invisible large bowl is buckled on it.

Sheng Lingyuan raised his head in surprise, concentrated his eyes to look carefully, and found that there was a "seal" directly above their heads at some point, which seemed to be different from the magic circles and spells he was used to, and the breath flowed very evenly, not like artificially. of: "What is this?"

Someone nearby replied immediately: "The scientific name is 'high-energy isolation screen'. We also call it 'electric mosquito swatter', a super-large protective device, which is specially used to isolate high-energy dangerous goods when working in densely populated areas. bug."

Wang Ze was rough and careful. From the very beginning, he had been guessing what Sheng Lingyuan was, contacting the context of the filmmaker, and was frightened by his own guesses. He had been scrutinizing Sheng Lingyuan secretly and answering his questions reflexively. After finishing speaking, seeing Sheng Lingyuan looking at him, Wang Ze stood up straight involuntarily, and said in a tone similar to a report: "But considering that this kind of equipment is used in densely populated areas, in case of emergency, we can call the nearby The energy consumption of civil and railway power supply systems is not bad.”

Sheng Lingyuan nodded, seeing Wang Ze looking at him eagerly, as if waiting for praise, so he generously said a nice word that doesn't cost money: "Ingenuity."

Wang Ze's expression seemed to be relieved: "Many of our current field colleagues are 'halfway' monks, working halfway through their own work, only to find out that they are 'special talents', and they start working after a hasty training, unlike in the past. There is a family inheritance, so personal ability may not be very good... But we have science and technology!"

While speaking, those shadow figures blocked by the "electric mosquito swatter" regrouped, took a strong breath, and slammed into the high-energy isolation screen in an attempt to break through.

But as soon as he "fits together", Suzaku Lihuo immediately had a target, Xuan Ji didn't bother to chase him and flew all over the sky, and made a bow and arrow gesture, and the snow-white Lihuo turned into a handful in his hand The "bow" and "arrow" emerged from his fingertips, as bright as they could pass through the eyeballs and pierce the back of the head.

The arrow stretched more than two feet, and then it was released suddenly, and there was still a whistling sound like a buzzer.

The shadowman was startled, and escaped dangerously. Lihuo's "arrow" touched the isolation screen, but did not destroy it. Its temperature dropped in seconds as Xuan Ji wanted, and turned from green to green on the isolation screen. Ordinary white, then rendered with warmer colors, deepening from yellow, and finally close to red—diffused along the isolation screen, clearly outlining the shape of the large bowl of the isolation screen, reflected around as if shrouded in the sunset glow, almost romantic colors.

However, once the shadow person bumps into it, the warm firelight on the isolation screen will immediately turn back to the snow-white Lihuo.

It seems to add an indestructible blessing to the high-energy isolation screen.

"If it wasn't for going out to work..." Gu Yuexi murmured, "I feel like my circle of friends would be swamped by this photo."

Xuan Ji's second rocket has already boarded.

Seeing that there was nowhere to escape, the shadow man suddenly said loudly: "You all bear the blood of alien races, and you have been kept in the dark for thousands of years! Don't you find it ridiculous that you are still working for the human race after being deceived by them? "

The voice fell, and the second Li rocket had already been fired. Xuan Ji's pupils turned into flames, and that side face was both warm and cold. He was obviously the person who usually laughed and complained about Xiao's father together, but he seemed to reject people thousands of miles away. The field staff closest to him all drove back involuntarily, and there was a vacuum around Xuan Ji except Sheng Lingyuan.

The moment the rocket left the string, the fiery red seal on the shadow man's head was pressed down at the same time, the shadow man was caught in a dilemma, and a leg was burnt in embarrassment.

He cut off his limbs to survive, and before Suzaku Lihuo swallowed him, he split into several clones on the spot.

The clones fell to the ground one after another, walking among the field workers, using people as shields to block themselves.

"You said that you are getting weaker and weaker, is it really because of lack of training?" Wang Ze suddenly heard someone whispering into his ear, the voice was low and melodious, with a hint of panting, but people couldn't help listening and following him thinking to go.

Wang Ze turned around quickly, and swept out the gun in his hand, but there was no one behind him.

The voice is still in my ears: "You will not be able to advance to the Dao for life, guarding that so-called 'special ability' like a trick, going to work like a dog every day, and dying like ordinary people. Do you think this is born? You guys? Weakness is because you have lost your source of strength, and the fire of Chiyuan is your source of strength. Back then, the human race destroyed Chiyuan and slaughtered all tribes for their own self-interest, making all spirits live a precarious life, lingering in the crowd to survive , gave birth to you unworthy descendants, complacently treating yourself as ordinary people."

"Boss, under your feet!" Gu Yuexi, the see-through eye, shouted.

Wang Ze looked down, and the shadow under his feet split into two at some point. One of them did not move with the natural light, and there seemed to be a pair of mocking eyes shooting out of the dark mass!

"Can you be a little sincere?" Wang Ze was furious after comparing the real and fake shadows, and fired three times in a fit of anger, "Is the proportion of the shadow right? Ah? Is your father that skinny white chicken!"

The black shadow slid into the ground, and the bullet bounced out of the ground.

"Aren't you carrying this kind of isolation screen with you because you are afraid of hurting mortals?" The voice of the shadow man came from the ground and echoed in all directions on the ground, "Rushing to the front line every day, but you are often blamed. You old bureau chiefs are forced to be late, and the nature of your work has to be kept secret even from your family members—did you ever be discriminated against during a blind date? Girl, you can’t tell what kind of work you do outside, and you have attracted a lot of gossip from three aunts and six wives, right?”

Gu Yuexi's expression changed.

Zhang Zhao was about to press pause when he heard someone say, "Aren't you very happy when you got the field job offer? You suddenly changed from a wage earner with no education and qualifications to a well-established agent. You don't need to rush to deliver food, and you can gain a foothold in Yong'an." Yes—but is your salary enough to pay off your mortgage?"

"Ordinary life has fireworks in the world, there is nothing wrong with it, but do ordinary people accept you? Aren't you out of place everywhere, and some of them are very lucky, and they can make do with their own spirits, but are spirits human? Isn't it just a shit? I'll smash it for you..."

All of a sudden, all kinds of gossip were heard in the ears of all the field workers. What they didn't dare to think or say usually seemed to be whispered through the mouth of the shadow.

"What about you?" Xuan Ji heard the thin voice of the shadow figure, "Suzaku, demigod, isn't he just like me, unable to live or die, trapped for years... Who are you keeping the fire for? Fool, you were The human race blasphemed the sacred tomb and refined you into a weapon spirit. You, the divine bird clan, obeyed the destiny and forgot your personal feelings for the sake of righteousness, but after three thousand years, you can’t do what you want. Otherwise, why are there us demons everywhere?"

Xuan Ji kept his eyes half-closed and remained motionless. At this moment, he suddenly thrust Li Rocket in his hand towards his feet, and a struggling figure was inserted by him like a live fish.

Xuan Ji: "Fart, you can't do what you want!"

The shadow man was beaten by Li Rocket, and turned to ashes from the wound. He yelled at him desperately: "Will your sweetheart see you being boiled dry by Chi Yuan? He wished he could replace him three thousand years ago, What do you think he is thinking right now?"

Xuan Ji's hand stopped suddenly, and the distraction at this moment actually made the film man break free.

But the shadow man's avatar did not run far, and just two inches away, it was entangled by a strand of black thread, and there was a "buzz" in everyone's ears, as if it was swept by a big wave while standing on the beach, from the inside to the outside After being washed down, the sand and dust on his body were washed away, and a vague and distant voice echoed in his head, like Huang Zhong Dalu.

Sheng Lingyuan raised his hand to grab it, and the black air surging on the ground condensed into a huge vortex. He picked it up with one hand, and countless phantoms flickered in it, like fish fry caught in a net: "Bewitching words to confuse people."

The voices of all the shadow people merged into one and pressed towards him: "Your Majesty, do you have no hatred in your heart? What the hell is the Emperor!"

Sheng Lingyuan smiled, and asked calmly, "What are you?"

He retracted his five fingers suddenly, and shouted: "Why are you still in a daze!"

Xuan Ji grabbed his hand tightly, and the net woven by the black mist in his hand was like a lead wire, leading a cluster of Lihuo to explode in all directions.

For a moment, the sky and the earth turned pale, and everyone was temporarily blind.

The blazing light is everywhere, melting the real and false shadows together, just like there is no haze in the world.

After a while, everyone managed to recover their eyesight, only to see black and gray goose feathers floating down like snowflakes, and the shadow demon that stabbed people's heart a while ago disappeared, like a nightmare... The uncomfortable feeling is lingering.

Sheng Lingyuan moved slightly, but Xuan Ji subconsciously clenched his hand even more violently.

There was no sound for a long time, until a field communication intercom rang: "High-energy alarm, high-energy alarm, the isolation screen is broken, please report the situation, whether to increase the alarm level—"

Wang Ze just woke up like a dream.

"Call, report? No more." He licked his tongue back, "Release it, it's ours, the target has been eliminated."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but glanced at Xuan Ji and Sheng Lingyuan again: "Today's incident is very special. I will report it to the superiors in a unified manner. I hope that you will strictly abide by the confidentiality rules. All details are not allowed to be disclosed to those who are not present. Relevant personnel, this is discipline, understand? Call it a day!"

Xuan Ji came back to her senses and nodded to Wang Ze.

Everyone cleaned up the scene, appeased the residents, tracked Granny Yu's escaped apprentice, and dug up Granny Yu's two corpses and took them away. Back to Yong'an, the appointment with the old chief had to be postponed until the next day.

On the return plane, no one spoke all the way, everyone was sleepy and tired, unable to tell whether it was physical or mental fatigue, even Xuan Ji and Wang Ze, who were able to form a cross talk partner to debut together, had their own worries, Yang Chao was inexplicable He fainted, his face was sallow and he vomited to death, and the atmosphere was inexplicably oppressive.

The wound on Sheng Lingyuan's body healed, but the blood actually flowed all over his body, and he closed his eyes and rested all the way. His Majesty didn't know if he was asleep or not. Although he closed his eyes and lowered his head slightly, his sitting posture was still very upright, but he swayed when the air current was turbulent.

Xuan Ji took the opportunity to stretch out his hand to embrace him, and said in her heart: "Today, I must connect with empathy."

He was thinking this way in his heart, but his face was not showing any signs of dew. When he got off the plane at Yong'an to appease Luo Cuicui, he seemed to have returned to normal.

"Why don't I ask Master Xiao to reimburse you for the wig?" Xuan Ji patted Luo Cuicui on the back and said, "Oh...forget it, don't make him suffer, I'll reimburse you later. So what, The situation is urgent, there is no other way, don't cry now... Actually, I think your hairstyle is pretty good now, and you look young."

Luo Cuicui choked up and said: "I stayed up until twelve o'clock for the 50% off hair care set on Double Eleven, and it hasn't been opened yet, and there are no seedlings!"

"Together, I will charge the original price for whatever amount of shampoo you buy." Xuan Ji hurriedly said, "Come back and send it to me, and I will transfer the money to you. Think about the benefits, maybe you can go to bed earlier on Double Eleven next year."

After Luo Cuicui heard this kind of comfort, she felt even more sad. She rushed into the General Administration building with tears in her eyes, and went to the director's office to hang herself, begging to be transferred.

Xuan Ji took Sheng Lingyuan home as if nothing had happened, turned on the TV for him, and opened the refrigerator to pick out vegetables: "It's too late, I can make a quick dish, it will be ready in ten minutes."

As he spoke, he picked some potatoes from the refrigerator, took eggs and onions, and handed them to Sheng Lingyuan who followed him: "Guess what this is?"

Potatoes are called "Potatoes" in some places, and onions are of course even more "foreign". They are all exotic species that have only been introduced in the past few hundred years. Of course, Sheng Lingyuan has never seen it before. He listened to the modern history of Xuanji's popular science ingredients with great interest. I thought: "Chicken is not easy to fool."

Little Sword Spirit has been impatient since he was a child, he would immediately ask him if he had anything to say, and he was open-minded with You Qi, if he held back until now and didn't say a word, he must have lost his mind.

Sheng Lingyuan didn't expect to meet such a troublesome shadow demon when he pursued the remnants of the Qingping Division. He blocked Xuan Ji's sympathy several times at that time, and the shadow demon provoked him. If there is no explanation today, I'm afraid it will be difficult.

"I want to chop onions," Xuan Ji said with his back turned to him, "This is very spicy, stay away... I know you don't eat spicy food, after it's cooked..."

There was a sudden pause in his voice, because Sheng Lingyuan hugged him from behind, and put his hands lightly on Xuan Ji's.

"Chicken, do you want to ask me something?"

The hairs on Xuan Ji's neck stood up in a row by his voice.

Sheng Lingyuan held his hand, squeezed the kitchen knife, and compared it to the onion a few times. The blade brushed against his own hand, almost cutting the oily skin. It was frightening to watch.

"I have been separated from the Suzaku bloodline for too long, and the fusion is not very good." Sheng Lingyuan said, "Recently, I often feel uncomfortable. I am afraid that I will share the pain of reshaping the meridians. It is not intentional to hide anything."

Xuan Ji squinted slightly: "Only this?"

Sheng Lingyuan paused, and seemed to be pressed by him before he said reluctantly: "Well... and sometimes I can't sleep at night."

Xuan Ji frowned, and turned her head to look at him.

Sheng Lingyuan: "That's why I can often hear you staying up late at night, flying out of the window to my side to listen to the wall... Anyway, I don't know what your intention is, walking around the house for fear of disturbing me, could it be that I can't hear you if you walk around the house?" Yet?"

Xuan Ji: "..."

This made him confess his affairs, and even molested the chief judge!

Sheng Lingyuan laughed lowly, held his hand, and lowered the knife towards the onion on the chopping board. He cut very slowly, but each piece was extremely thin and even. With a single movement, the blade could cut through his fingers.

"If you don't believe me, try it." The devil whispered in his ear, "I'll just give you a drop of blood, I don't want you to suffer with me for too long, okay?"

Xuan Ji was silent.

Sheng Lingyuan bewitched, "Come on."

As he spoke, he felt Xuan Ji's tense shoulders slowly loosen, and the corner of Sheng Lingyuan's mouth twitched, knowing in his heart that this matter had been fooled.

Then His Majesty was invited out of the kitchen, but anyone with eyes can't stand his "Sheng's onion chopping method" with blunt sharp eyes.

Xuan Ji said ten minutes, and sure enough, it was ten minutes. She made a quick Spanish omelet and made Sheng Lingyuan a cup of goji berry health-preserving soup.

"I know this stuff doesn't replenish blood, it's all psychological." Xuan Ji said, "But it's warm after drinking."

After finishing speaking, he deliberately poured two bags of brown sugar in front of Sheng Lingyuan as if losing his temper.

When Sheng Lingyuan was a child, in order to coax him, he even ate honey mixed with millet. Of course, a bowl of sugar water was no problem. He brought it over and took a sip. When he realized something was wrong, it was too late to vomit.

"Your Majesty," Xuan Ji wiped the blood on the palm of his hand, the wound healed visibly with the naked eye, and he connected with empathy, he said directly in his heart without opening his mouth, "Chiyuan is in turmoil, what exactly are you planning?"