Mi Li followed Qin Chang out of the hotel and boarded a black business car that had been waiting at the door for a long time. The curtains fell, instantly separating the inside and outside of the car into two worlds.
"Sister Qin, why didn't you let me try again just now, aren't you also very interested in him?"
In the car, Mi Li threw off her high heels directly, and her slender ankles wrapped in soft stockings were lifted up and coiled on the seat, bending out a beautiful arc.
She lay lazily reclining on the spacious and comfortable seat in the business class, still feeling a little depressed when Qin Chang refused to let her make a move.
"I really don't have time today, and there will be opportunities in the future." Qin Chang squeezed the center of his brows and rubbed slowly, "And in the occasion just now, if he is really a lone invader, the fight will not end well."
"Even if he is an intruder, so what, can't the two of us work together to deal with it?"
Qin Chang smiled and shook his head, "Cleaning up is of course no problem, but don't forget how many people are there. Firstly, our power is exposed to the eyes of too many ordinary people, which does not conform to the rules set by the Federal Bureau of Secrets and Investigations. Secondly, it is even more difficult to deal with the casualties caused by the chaos.¡±
"Millie, the president and teachers of our monastery will regularly regulate everyone's spirits. They are not the mentally deranged lunatics of the Golden Ring. We still have to abide by some rules."
"snort!"
Mi Li snorted coquettishly, but did not refute again, shaking her petite feet, and soon fell asleep.
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Without warning, he suddenly became the focus of attention, and he could no longer drink and eat meat like before, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
He quickly found a reason to leave directly, leaving behind a group of people who wanted to inquire about the news and make connections.
Liedong didn't dare to stop him, so he could only send him all the way to the door, and arranged for a car to take him back home.
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In the bedroom, he turned on the computer, logged into the mailbox for the first time, and checked the translation sent back by the associate professor.
At the end of the email, this highly motivated scholar also complained, asking where he got these copies of these extinct ancient characters. Each character has nothing to do with each other, and it takes a lot of energy to translate without contextual comparison.
After taking a sip of herbal tea, while slowly running the heat flow of moving mountains, he embedded the translated characters into the whole article, and then contacted the meaning of the context, slowly sorting out the meaning of the whole text.
"Interesting, the words on the Bana flower have left traces in this world, and like the short-lived Magic Principality, it only existed for a short time before being submerged in the depths of the long river of history."
After a long time, he put down the pen and paper in his hand and fell into deep thought.
"I've always called the area the Land of Bones. Judging from the records of the white Bana flower, it should actually be called the Land of the Dead."
"No!"
Not long after, he suddenly overturned his previous speculation.
"According to another translation, the Land of Bones should be called Death's Absolute Territory As for the place of the dead, why is there no relevant record?"
"Wait, there is a new term here, I don't understand it, I don't understand it at all."
He tried hard to identify a piece of text in the corner of the white flower, but soon became dizzy and had to give up the idea of ??continuing to study it in depth.
It was already the early morning of the night, and most of the lights outside had been turned off, leaving only the dim street lights still shining.
He looked up at the night sky. The black sky was full of stars, which looked like countless eyes, blinking and blinking at him.
If those ancient written records that have disappeared are all confirmed to exist, then
Do the protagonists in the myths and legends, horror stories, and anecdotes that are still recorded in books, TV, and even oral traditions really do not exist?
If they really existed in history, then according to my own speculation, perhaps they have not really disappeared, but still exist in an unknown foreign space, which is not considered a complete death.
He suddenly felt that the temperature at night was a bit chilly.
After a long time, he wrapped his clothes tightly and returned to the bedroom, immersing himself in the practice of the modified version of the moving mountain fist. .
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In a flash, another few days passed.
Gudong Gudong drank a whole pot of tea, he collected himself, got up and came to the closet, picked up all the equipment he had prepared, and slowly opened the door leading to the unknown.
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?In the darkness, the roll of white flowers that he threw inside was emitting a faint blood-colored light.
Swish
It was another lost transition process.
His feet are firmly on the ground, surrounded by white ground, and the green color not far in front of him is even more eye-catching.
Pat!
The translucent white flower suddenly fell, right at his feet.
Picking up the white flowers, he began to observe the situation of the green grassland, and pondered why it suddenly changed from the endless wasteland of bones to the current lush green scenery.
A little bit of time passed, and suddenly there was a humbling sound from the green place in front.
He immediately put away the white flowers, restrained his breath and lurked past.
Beyond the white-green dividing line not far away, there is an endless grassland at a glance.
It was a strange animal in the grass that made the noise.
This was the first time he saw a living creature here, and it was also the first time he discovered a color other than bones after advancing in one direction for many days.
It looks like a leopard from a distance, but when you get closer, you can find that it has five tails and a foot-long horn on its forehead. It hangs its head down on the green grass for food, and makes a dull growl from time to time.
"It looks fierce, but is it actually a herbivore?"
He didn't act rashly, but kept lurking behind the pile of bones, observing every move of the herbivorous leopard.
Until his spirit was too exhausted to stay here any longer, he did not venture to set foot on the lush green grass dozens of meters away.
Two days later, he returned to the intersection of the bone field and the grass field again. This time, in addition to the sharp bone spear made here, he also had a pistol in his hand.
The pistol is a controlled item in Donglu, and it is difficult for ordinary people to get it. The pistol in his hand is still a relic of Ma Tong, and he secretly hid it after the battle of Xiaorong Mountain.
After hiding and lurking for a long time, he finally waited until a one-horned leopard approached slowly, loaded a few silver bullets into the magazine, approached within 30 meters, aimed at three points in one line, and fired.
There were two crisp sounds.
A white mask suddenly rose on the face of the leopard with five tails and long horns on its forehead, blocking the first bullet and flying away, but the second bullet pierced through the mask and burst into a stream of red and yellow liquid.
The ferocious and weird-looking leopard fell to the ground, twitched and then became silent. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com