Tianyang’s mind was shocked as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer in the world, and his vision became double and overlapping.

The picture is full of confusion.
In the eyes of the hall, the spinning world becomes bizarre.
Tianyang didn’t know that the hall didn’t rotate, but that he fell to the floor.
Mu Qing just looked at him with a smile on his mouth. "This is really an accident. I haven’t seen such a perfect’ skin’ for many years. In this case, it can’t be too rough or it will be a pity to damage the skin."
She squatted beside Tianyang and whispered, "Come to me and you will know where to find me. Come to me if you want to save this woman."
Hold up Tianyang’s eyes and face. Mu Qingzhu’s lips are differentiated, so that moist, warm and full lips print the young mouth.
A deep kiss
"The smell is so sweet. I really want to have this skin quickly."
Lip points Mu Qing’s cheeks were hot and flushed, her body trembled slightly, and then she reluctantly let Tianyang leave the hall.
I don’t know how long it took before Tianyang’s eyes slowly recovered and suddenly woke up like a nightmare. He jumped up and made a very defensive gesture.
Only to find out later that Muqing had disappeared in the hall except for two bodies.
Looking out of the window, it was already dawn. He opened the curtains and couldn’t see a mob in the street.
With both aware of the residual fragrance on the lips, Tianyang immediately slipped through Muqing’s deep kiss with a touch of his mind.
He felt a sudden chill.
Tianyang is not happy at all when he thinks that the intimate contact is not a priestess but something ancient, evil and strange.
"Come to me …"
"Do you know where to find me …"
Muqing’s words seem to be still lingering in my ears, and Tianyang’s mind has also swayed some pictures.
Streets, buildings, tunnels, darkness, underground halls …
That thing left a map in his mind.
Tianyang put up the curtains and found a corner to sit down and take out the food and kettle. He ate slowly and drank slowly, so as to digest the food as carefully as possible, and secondly, he thought about it and made a decision when giving it to himself.
The boy spent more time than usual eating this breakfast for nearly half an hour.
Drink the last drop of water from the kettle. He put it down and picked up the communicator.
Reverend Lian Chen
Several times, I called Reverend Chen’s communicator. "Lieutenant, what’s the situation? Last night, the mob was crazy. I saw them running down the street like crazy. "
Tianyang’s tone was calm. "The situation is very bad. Now I’m alone. The priest Mu Qing is possessed. She left a map for me to find her."
Reverend Chen gasped and shouted, "Don’t go to that thing. It should take a fancy to your health!" "
Tianyang did not continue to discuss this question. "Reverend Chen, you don’t happen to know how to kill this kind of thing, do you?"
Reverend Chen coughed violently and finally stopped. Then he cried, "You want to kill … it’s impossible!" "
"Lieutenant, do you know what that is? Mitch warned us that these things are very old, even older than we can imagine. They are dark rulers and evil makers. They are mysterious bodies! "
"They are the ultimate way to destroy human beings by killing them, that is, to temporarily trap them, and in some cases, they are trapped or voluntarily cooperate for some purpose!"
"What do you suggest?" Tianyang frowns, which is a far cry from his idea.
Reverend Chen gasped, "Suggestions? I suggest running or staying away from it. Of course, it is best that you can take me. "
Run?
Stay away?
Tianyang shook his head. It’s fine if it’s outside the cracks, but now …
"Reverend Chen, can you tell me how to trap them is the way they are willing to cooperate?"
"This?"
Reverend Chen smiled bitterly. "It’s also a vague example. I don’t think you can successfully trap it without a complete and detailed tutorial."
Tianyang said unmoved, "It’s always good whether you know more about how to deal with that kind of thing or not."
Reverend Chen sighed. "So you are still going to find the priest Mu Qing?"
Tianyang chuckled, "There seems to be no better way. Do you think we can get out of this town?"
Reverend Chen seems to have had an ideological struggle before saying, "I shouldn’t say such a thing as a clergyman, especially since I’m still the main servant of the war, but lieutenant, if you are already a skin reservation, then I suggest you … I suggest you commit suicide!"
Tianyang Zheng "Suicide?"
Chen priest strength "to commit suicide! That kind of thing can enter the living body. If you die, it won’t become a skin. You have to go to the priest Mu Qing. I think this is a 100% dead end! "
"When you go, you will dedicate a suitable skin to it. When it is deeply combined with your body, you will tap your potential and add other physical abilities and knowledge."
"I’m not afraid that even the other side of Kraft Gate is in danger!"
Chapter 421 Have to enter
"Even if you say suicide, it’s never in my options," Tianyang said firmly. "I will die in battle, get old, maybe fall ill, but I’m sorry that’s not my destination."
There was a silence on the communicator, and then Reverend Chen smiled bitterly. "Well, this is a suggestion. You are not too concerned. If you insist on looking for the priest Mu Qing, then I have some suggestions here."
"First of all, please keep your physical strength and star energy, especially the star energy is the only power that can threaten it. This star energy is strong or weak, even if it is a little bit, or it can be a key to reverse the war at some time."
"Compared with it, it will try its best to consume your strength. I can foresee that the road before you meet the priest Mu Qing will never be smooth. It will not kill you, but it will consume your physical strength and energy by all means. Therefore, Lieutenant, you’d better avoid unnecessary fighting."
"times"
It took more than half an hour for Yang to come out of the hiding building the day after tomorrow. Although he couldn’t see it, the teenager vaguely felt some strange eyes falling on him.
It’s the mob!
They hid, followed its orders and watched themselves nearby.
If Tianyang listens to Reverend Chen’s suggestion and chooses to flee, his whereabouts will definitely be exposed, and then the black people will find him, and the result is that he will return to the original point.
What you avoid cannot solve the problem.
Only by strangling the problem body can we tie this knot.
When walking down the street, the sun will see some stealthy figures from time to time in the deep shadows of those remote lanes.
It turns out that the mob in his small town is a kind of’ projection’ of flesh and blood, and the touch comes from some means of deceiving the brain. But last night, grenades could blow up the mob, and he even had several physical collisions with the mob.
All this shows that they are living life, life in the cracks in the town.
This is a bit weird.
How long have they lived here?
If judging from the data of the discovery of the inverse boundary, the number of the inverse boundary No.127 has exceeded a thousand, have these mobs been born in the town for a thousand years?
This foundation is impossible
Even these demonized patients, but what about normal humans?
Tianyang doesn’t think this drifting town has enough resources to allow mobs and normal humans to live for thousands of years.
But these lives are now alive, and it is estimated that only scholars in professional fields can answer this question.
Tianyang couldn’t figure things out and habitually put them behind him. Now he needs to know that the self-proclaimed’ separatist’ can control the mob.
That’s enough.
Reverend Chen woke him up that the separatists would consume his strength, but the mob didn’t interfere along the way, or that thing thought that the mob roots couldn’t consume too much strength, so he just stayed put and was responsible for monitoring.
According to the map left by the separatists in his mind, Tianyang always recognized the right direction. He kept in mind Reverend Chen’s suggestion and kept a nearly constant speed to move to the location indicated by the separatists.
Cross the street, cross the lane, cross the high slope, cross the cliff and drill through the arch bridge. When he stopped, there was a street community invaded by plants.
Waist-high grass stubbornly grows out of the road, and clusters make the street taste like jungle.
Lush trees