"You win!" Yan Yaoqing covered his seriously injured shoulder with one hand and supported the wall with his left hand. His legs, covered with wounds and bloodstains, moved little by little. Each step could only cover a distance of more than 20 centimeters. But he still moved step by step in front of Lin Zihan.
After just saying three words, Yan Yaoqing's body began to tremble crazily. Even the left hand holding the wall was feebly rubbing against the wall. Without the last support, Yan Yaoqing staggered. He knelt down in front of Lin Zihan.
"Let me see Yan Nan, please." Yan Yaoqing raised his head and said to Lin Zihan in an almost pleading tone. His right hand, which was covering the wound on his shoulder, hung down weakly in front of his body. It was swaying like a curtain in front of the door.
After hearing Yan Yaoqing's words, Lin Zihan's expression tightened. I am afraid that only Yuan Tinghuan knows the whereabouts of Sister Bing now. As the mother body of the good Hs virus, Yuan Tinghuan can control all the mutants infected with the Hs virus and burn them in their spiritual sea. The imprint of service and loyalty to the emperor implanted in their subconscious the underlying ideology of serving Yuan Tinghuan.
Frowning his brows, Lin Zihan began to worry about Carlo's current situation. If what his teacher Fu Tu said was true, Carlo didn't seem to want to get involved in the struggle between the mutants and the government, and the dungeon was just for people. This is a place for mutants to live and cultivate, not to accumulate strength for revenge.
But now I'm afraid Carlo can't help it. Yuan Tinghuan is the god of mutants. The surrender that comes from the virus gene will make Carlo become a warrior who is as obedient as these mutants.
"Do you think you are qualified to see Sister Nan? It was you who left her alone in Longcheng and the orphanage. It was you who abandoned her. Now that Sister Nan has her own life, you think of her. Are you Sister Nan's father?" Lin Zihan's words were ruthless, and even his tone was full of indifference and contempt. His fists were clenched, and his nails were embedded in his flesh, leaving blood-red marks on his palms.
"..." Yan Yaoqing's body was too weak. He wanted to argue but had no strength to refute. What's more, Yan Yaoqing had already guessed that Lin Zihan would refuse, and he had no reason to persist. "If that's the case, then I..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Yaoqing stumbled and fell to the ground. His face brushed against the mottled ground and the gravel left after the battle. Each tiny piece of gravel penetrated into the open wound on Yan Yaoqing's face. .
The white stones pierced into the bloody tender flesh, and for a moment there were several clear scratches on Yan Yaoqing's face.
Lin Zihan didn't care about this. Even if Yan Yaoqing committed suicide and apologized, Lin Zihan wouldn't feel bad. Only Lin Zihan knew what kind of life Sister Nan endured in the orphanage. How many tears were shed during that night, standing alone at the window, watching the stars in the sky.
Wei Mengying, who was standing on Dingding's back, saw Yan Yaoqing lying on the ground. Although she didn't know Yan Yaoqing, she could feel that there must be some unspeakable entanglement between Lin Zihan and that person.
Looking at Yan Yaoqing on the ground, his back was rising and falling slightly. In Wei Mengying's eyes, Wei Mengying had analyzed the almost imperceptible rise and fall of many situations, but each one meant that this person was seriously injured at this time. , if you don’t get treatment, even if the gods come, there will be no way to save it.
Wei Mengying walked towards Lin Zihan gently, and slowly stretched out her hand forward. A soft jade hand circled Lin Zihan's fist, and gently attached to Lin Zihan's clenched fist. A hot feeling spread from his clenched fists to Lin Zihan's face.
A blush suddenly appeared on Lin Zihan's face. The face that was pale due to weakness suddenly appeared an out-of-place crimson. The burning feeling made Lin Zihan not know what to do for a while.
There was only a blank in his mind. At this time, Lin Zihan was stunned on the spot, his heart beating faster. The silence around him allowed Lin Zihan to clearly hear his own heartbeat like a drum. The powerful heartbeat hit Lin Zihan's head again and again. Heart.
Neither of the two people spoke. At this time, Qiu Wenjin also turned his face away knowingly. Little Ou Rang didn't cover up the corners of his mouth at all. He turned over and slid down Ding Ding's body.
"I..." Qiu Wenjin stood in front of Zhang Hanjun and looked at Zhang Hanjun who was kneeling on the ground. He looked so weak that he was not as elegant as he had just stood in front of him, educating himself. His hair was wet with sweat. Clinging to his face, a drop of sweat followed a raised hair and landed at Qiu Wenjin's feet.
After a complex ideological struggle, Qiu Wenjin still said those words firmly, "I am going to join the Empire and Federation. When the day comes when the Southern Territory returns to the Empire, it will be the day of my revenge."
After hearing Qiu Wenjin's words, Zhang Hanjun's lips curved into a smile, and he slowly looked at the young man standing in front of him. This young man who used to talk to him always acted submissively, and every time he spoke was a test, every time They were all young men who followed their own arrangements and finally made their own decisions.
"..." Zhang Hanjun did not answer Qiu Wenjin's words, nor did he say permission or obstruction. He just looked at Qiu Wenjin with a look that was not as disdainful and cold as before, but more appreciative and praising.
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In the end, Lin Zihan relented. The moment Wei Mengying's hand grasped his fist, Lin Zihan's frozen heart melted instantly, and he still rescued Yan Yaoqing and sent her to the infirmary of the Dihao Experimental Base.
"What are you going to do next? Yuan Tinghuan has revealed his true colors. He has exposed his ambitions. If you go back to Nandu, I'm worried..." Lin Zihan stood at the door of the operating room. Naturally, what he was waiting for was not Yan Yaoqing, who was seriously injured inside. It was Wei Mengying who was in charge of the surgery.
"I have to go back eventually. Dihao's foundation is in Nandu. I hold arms and pure virus preparations in my hands. Yuan Tinghuan and I still have room to deal with it, but I think the mediation time will not exceed three months at most." Wang Qin sat on a row of metal chairs at the door of the operating room, leaning against the metal backrest. A chill spread through Wang Qin's clothes and spread throughout Wang Qin's body.
Feeling the chill behind his back, Wang Qin realized that at some point, there was a half-meter-long hole in the back of his suit. The torn suit revealed streaks of silk that reflected the faint light of the sunset.
"Three months?" Lin Zihan looked at the setting sun in the distance, murmuring and repeating Wang Qin's words, still having his own thoughts in his mind, "In three months, maybe Yuan Tinghuan has annexed the entire southern region by then. "
"Instructor Xia, didn't Xuan Yu tell you anything this time?" Lin Zihan suddenly turned his face and asked seriously, but seeing Xia Ming's confused look, Lin Zihan suddenly felt unsure. .
"Are you starting to make plans for me now?" That vicissitudes of voice sounded, and even Zhang Hanjun looked around in confusion. He didn't know where the voice came from, but he knew in his heart that this man's strength was far beyond to oneself.
"May I ask who the senior is, if you can come out and meet me." Zhang Hanjun's voice was not loud, but Lin Zihan also felt a domineering sound wave, which slowly fell into his chest, making his whole body tremble. .
"Are you talking about me?" Xuan Yu suddenly appeared in front of the window. He was dressed in ancient clothes and looked like a Taoist cultivating immortality. He had an astrolabe in his hand that looked full of technology. It feels like the light of the stars is blocked in the transparent astrolabe.
"Don't be nervous, he is Xuan Yu, one of the seven shadow sects of the Shadow Palace, and the inheritor of shadow." Lin Zihan slowly lowered his head. It seemed that his guess was good. Xuan Yu had indeed calculated all this. This time It still appeared in front of him at the precise time and precise place.
After appeasing Zhang Hanjun's urge to take action, Lin Zihan was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "I really doubt whether you are more accurate or you are well versed in people's minds and know everyone involved in this matter. What you call Is astrology a prediction or a deduction?"
Lin Zihan did not raise his head to look at Xuan Yu. This time, even Xu Mo and Xia Ming, who were always respectful to Ying, did not salute, as if he did not belong to Ying and did not recognize Xuan Yu in front of him.
"Fu Tu and Tao Xue have already set off for the Northern Wilderness. They should have passed through the Northern Defense Line and arrived at the Northern Wilderness. If you want to uncover the final answer, find out the origin of the Hs virus, and completely unravel the catastrophe If you want to end the turmoil in the Southern Territory, you shouldn't ask me so many questions now." Xuan Yu did not answer Lin Zihan's words, but instead stated the purpose of his trip straightforwardly.
Hearing Xuan Yu's words suddenly became much more straightforward. Lin Zihan felt that Xuan Yu was not so annoying anymore, at least not as mysterious as before.
"Sometimes I really wonder, what did you do to make the Killing Spear and the Cliff Shield, which were once the strongest among the Seven Shadow Sects, attack the Shadow Sect and defend the Shadow Sect, because you are willing to set foot in the Northern Wasteland again? ." Xuan Yu looked at Lin Zihan with eyes that were still so rational and indifferent. Even if Tao Xue and Fu Tu were on Lin Zihan's side, they could not change Xuan Yu's decision.
As he finished speaking, the astrolabe in Xuanyu's hand bloomed with starlight that could only be seen in the night sky. The falling starlight made this dim corridor as bright as the Milky Way.
When the stars fell, Lin Zihan raised his head again and could no longer see Xuan Yu. Only the palm-sized astrolabe hung in the air, and the bright stars were once again sucked into the astrolabe.
"Tell Wei Mengying that I lied to her!" Lin Zihan suddenly stood up and reached out to hold the astrolabe. There was no emotion on his cold face, and his tone was full of unquestionable majesty.
"Have you thought about it?" Wang Qin stood up immediately, grabbed Lin Zihan's wrist, and pulled Lin Zihan back, "For the empire, the Northern Wilderness Region has only one rumor of a demon land. Even the elites of the Northern Wilderness Army only dare to station themselves in that line of defense, and if you do this, it will be the same as committing suicide."
"Please, please take good care of her for me, and tell her that I don't dare to face her." A cold light flashed from Lin Zihan's left hand and wrist, and he gently pushed Wang Qin's hand away.
