The move that Long Jing and Xun Long both believed would definitely hit them, the move that turned the space into fragments, unexpectedly failed like this.
A proud smile appeared on the corner of the blood dragon's mouth. That kind of mean smile looked more like Lin Zihan than the blood dragon.
The white light outside the window fell on Xue Long's face with sharp edges and three-dimensional features. The face with intertwined light and dark looked very much like Lin Zihan. After all, that face was originally Lin Zihan's face.
Staring at the blood dragon, Long Jing's eyes were filled with familiar glances. Long Jing fell into a trance again and again, so much so that Long Jing began to doubt whether there was a loophole in the underlying data of his chip.
For Long Jing at this time, she no longer doubted whether the person standing in front of her was the Blood Dragon or Lin Zihan. After all, as the Blood Dragon said, the Blood Dragon was Lin Zihan's obsession, and it was Lin Zihan's obsession. Han gave the blood dragon an identity and made the blood dragon become like this.
As for what Lin Zihan was thinking, Long Jing wanted to know, but it seemed that Long Jing would never guess it before Lin Zihan spoke.
What Long Jing now doubts is whether there is something wrong with him. It is his eyes, his scanning chip, and his data link that have problems, which is why he mixes the analysis data of Xue Long and Lin Zihan together again and again. .
Because of many trances, Long Jing, as an omnic, has begun the process of self-examination. She firmly believes that she will not be face-blind like humans, nor will she be influenced by emotions to recognize the wrong person like humans.
After being in a trance for many times, there can only be one answer, and that is that the dragon crystal, as an intelligent machine, has been implanted in Lin Zihan's telencephalon for a long time and is shackled by the telebrain chip, causing data deviation.
Long Jing deeply suspected that it was because of the junk chip that he began to experience data turbulence, confusing the extremely similar data of Blood Dragon and Lin Zihan again and again.
Sensing the dragon crystal-like gaze, those eyes that were originally as smart as human eyes were more vivid and charming under the polish of dragon crystal, like gems.
"What's wrong?" Xue Long lowered his voice and asked slowly. The smile that appeared on the corner of his mouth disappeared. Xue Long looked sideways at Long Jing, with a somewhat strange look in his eyes, and his pupils as bright as stars. , once again made Long Jing in a trance.
It's just that the current Long Jing can't analyze what kind of eyes, what kind of feelings, let alone why he has a brief downtime, just for a moment, but Long Jing clearly senses that in the gaze, In one second, his calculations were completely terminated.
"Why do you firmly believe that he can escape?" Long Jing replied with a cold mechanical voice. It was no longer a human voice, but more like the sound of a metal piece vibrating.
"You..." Blood Dragon pointed at Long Jing's throat, and his eyes met Long Jing's ferocious gaze. Although it was not very ferocious, it was just a cold and direct gaze without any emotion, like a It has a mechanical body and looks like a dead corpse.
After all, Xuelong didn't ask about Long Jing, but moved his eyes to the window, crossed his hands in front of him, and said meaningfully: "Because he is Su Mu's former servant, and like me, he was transformed in the Dihao Laboratory. people."
"We have all mastered the power of the void. I, Xu Miao, and Huang Zhizong are all Su Mu's most proud works..." Blood Dragon looked out the window, his eyes suddenly filled with sadness.
"It's a pity, it would be great if I could also become her family!" A bitter smile emerged from the corner of the blood dragon's mouth, more of a joke, a joke about his own wishful thinking.
"Perhaps, you can become relatives with that person outside. He has always wanted to win over Lin Zihan, and even regards Lin Zihan as a brother!" Long Jing's words were still so cold and mechanically repetitive. , no emotion at all.
"Did you format it at the factory, or did your sound driver break?" Blood Dragon couldn't help complaining as he listened to the harsh electronic music.
Long Jing didn't reply. He obviously didn't want to pay attention to the blood dragon. He just fixed his eyes on Wang Qin at the door of the military and political hall downstairs and looked at the nervous man.
Wang Qin's hands clenched into fists, and the sweat on his palms slowly flowed out along the slits on the side of his palms. Big beads of sweat hung on the side of Wang Qin's palms, hanging for a long time before dripping down.
Before the beads of sweat even dripped, they were shattered by a powerful force, but Wang Qin, standing in the midst of that force, felt absolutely nothing.
"You have all Lin Zihan's memories and can completely control this body. As long as you don't say anything, you can replace him, become the real Lin Zihan, and live as Lin Zihan forever."
Long Jing did not answer Blood Dragon's words, but continued, with a bit of indifference and even a bit of resentment in his expression.
It's just that mechanical voice, except for high and low tones, really can't hear any more emotions.
But this is enough for the Blood Dragon. There are not many people who know his identity. If the Blood Dragon doesn't tell, no one may ever see it.
"Don't worry, I will definitely not tell the truth. If you say you are Lin Zihan, you are Lin Zihan. If you say you are a blood dragon, you are a blood dragon."
Long Jing's voice seemed to have seen through everything, even with a hint of resentment. For the blood dragon, this was undoubtedly great news.
"As long as you go down now, no one will suspect you. I think Wang Qin must have guessed that you are here!" Long Jing said slowly, with an indifferent expression, no other emotions left.
"Hmm..." Putting his hand on the window sill, Xuelong knew that he was Lin Zihan's obsession, so he was just like Lin Zihan. Why was that consciousness the master, and he was like a slave being played with.
When the blood dragon realized that he was Lin Zihan's consciousness, although he lost his strong desire to occupy this body, he instead developed the desire to replace Lin Zihan.
He seemed to be a clown, at the mercy of Lin Zihan. Even in the windy and sandy valley, Lin Zihan could easily seize the body that belonged to him.
"He and I are obviously Lin Zihan, we are the same person, why do I have to be like a shadow, his plaything and puppet!" Xue Long squeezed the protruding window sill with his left hand, and veins popped out on his four fingers. The fingertips were filled with blood.
"Ka~~Ka~~" The blood dragon slowly twisted its neck, making a crisp sound of bones colliding. The sound was like a demon crawling out of hell.
"Isn't this the power of space?" Xun Long frowned slightly, originally thinking that the fragmentation would directly tear the surrounding space into pieces, leaving Huang Zhizong nowhere to escape and completely trapping him in place.
It's just that Xun Long underestimated Huang Zhizong's reaction speed and ability. This move shattered, more like a fool on his own, like a falcon that jumped into the air.
Within the closed space, Xun Long had absolute perception. His perception was increased by more than three times, and even the slightest movement was extremely obvious to Xun Long.
But even so, Xun Long could not sense Huang Zhizong's existence at all. At that moment, Xun Long seemed to have disappeared into this closed space.
Xun Long firmly believed that Huang Zhizong did not leave this space, because the surrounding barrier was set by himself, and no one could enter or exit at will except himself.
Behind Xun Long, the fragmentation extended again, and the original fragments turned into broken mirrors. The fragments collided and shattered again, turning into smaller fragments.
Xun Long wanted to force the escaping Huang Zhizong out. Behind Xun Long, the space had shattered into pieces no bigger than the palm of his hand, and no one could escape.
"Disappear completely?" Xun Long's eyes flashed with confusion. Although he had not made a move for many years, no one had ever been able to escape from his own fragmentation.
Xun Long turned his head and looked sideways, looking at the shattered space behind him. Wherever he looked, there was only a mirror image, and Huang Zhizong could not be seen at all.
Just when Xun Long was confused, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and a huge crack suddenly appeared in the empty land.
The crack was like a giant blade tearing apart the curtain, and Huang Zhizong was like a demon crawling out of the crack.
A gray afterimage was trailed behind the figure. This time, Huang Zhizong no longer relied on teleportation in space, but speed, and rushed straight towards Xun Long.
A burst of cold air came from the cold depths of the universe, the dark and dark depths of the universe. Xun Long's body was frozen in place at this moment, completely unable to move.
His left hand pressed on Xun Long's right shoulder, and his left hand turned into a claw to directly grasp the shoulder armor firmly. His right hand struck towards Xun Long's abdomen, across Xun Long's lower abdomen, and directly clamped Xun Long's breastplate.
Using his left foot as a fulcrum, his right foot suddenly kicked Xun Long's calf. His body stopped and his hands suddenly exerted force. Huang Zhizong directly lifted Xun Long up.
Without hesitation, Xun Long's body was thrown away. The clothes on Huang Zhizong's arms shattered into pieces and fell into wisps of cloth. Huang Zhizong stood firmly where Xun Long had just stood.
For Xun Long, all this happened quite quickly. The moment the coldness hit his heart, Xun Long knew that he was being targeted by Huang Zhizong, like a prey being targeted by a wild beast.
The reason why Xun Long didn't move at all was because he knew that he couldn't move at all. At that moment, his body was like a dead wood, nailed to the spot.
Huang Zhizong panted slightly and his chest rose and fell slightly. No matter how you looked at it, he didn't look like an old man with gray hair on his temples, but more like a young man with dyed white hair.
Wang Qin's eyes were full of shock. He even wondered if he had seen it wrong. Uncle Huang actually threw Xun Long, a realm-level expert, away.
Wang Qin, who originally thought that this would be a one-sided massacre, now also had confidence in Huang Zhizong. Although he had never known what Uncle Huang's strength was, it seemed that it would be at least the realm level. Exist.
His feet landed firmly on the ground. The moment he was thrown away, Xun Long's body came to life. With the help of Huang Zhizong's strength, he turned over and landed at the position where Huang Zhizong stood in the first place.
"You really surprised me!" Xun Long said in a calm tone, as if what happened just now didn't happen at all. Even his tone and tone were the same as those who had just arrived at the Sunset City Military and Government Hall. General.
