Midnight.

Ling Ping An looks at the number on the mobile phone and finally jumps to 12 o'clock.

He laughed.

Brilliant!

"Cross slope!" He looked at the other side of the river, the little green light still in the trees, and issued his own declaration: "I'm coming!"

At this moment, he remembered the famous saying of Caesar, who was in the same position as the first emperor of Qin Dynasty in the history of Qin Lu: "I come, I see, I conquer!"

And in the heart, there is an ironic thought quietly flowing.

"Conquest?"

"Conquer the fungus that termites keep in their own nest?"

"Boring!"

The thought flashed away, and Lingping was not aware of it.

Holding his cat in his arms, he stood up, hummed the song and walked slowly across the river.

The song echoed across the river.

It's just that the song is out of tune.

But he didn't realize it. Instead, he sang more happily.

"Life is to prove that I exist..."

"Fire, a more perfect life after burning!"

"To kill is to praise the magnificence before the destruction..."

"Night, whose eye is it?"

"Waiting for the dawn alone..."

Shadowy, moonlight River, countless monster shadows, crowded in this narrow river.

They are infatuated with listening to the tune changing songs that reverberate in the air.

When these mortals sing, they will tear their eardrums and even have a mental breakdown.

If the transcendent hears it, it will directly distort and become a monster without wisdom or reason, even without thinking, leaving only eating and breeding instinct.

The stronger the psychic, the more serious the consequences of hearing.

But in the ears of these monsters, these strange out of tune, extremely hard to hear, make their eardrum bulge, body tentacles one by one burst, burst, countless flesh and blood roll, climb out of countless evil pupil song.

It's the most beautiful song in the world.

Even if the whole body is cracked, or even the body is destroyed, even the soul is torn into hundreds of pieces.

But

They are still infatuated.

Even fighting for a better position.

In the dark side of the void, out of time and space.

Countless tentacle collisions, countless psionic explosions.

Even the void is rippling.

Layers of ripples, scattered in a time line.

Stir up countless worlds.

And the cat in Ling'an's arms shivers.

Even if he had protection, these terrible songs would not hurt him.

But he was still very scared and kept his heart closed.

But I dare not listen.

Fortunately, Ling Ping'an passed the dam, and he finally stopped singing.

The shadows of monsters reflected in the river disappear without trace, leaving countless broken tentacles, broken flesh and broken deformed bones in countless time and space and the dark side of the void.

Even, in some void dark side and space-time gap.

There are also terrible monsters that stay there forever.

They have huge bodies, stretching for many kilometers.

On the rugged body, countless maggots wriggle.

The old God is dead, the new God will be born.

Maybe 10000 years, maybe 100000 years.

On the corpses of these monsters, monsters that are more deformed, more terrifying and closer to the essence of the universe will be bred.

It's called: the thing of the old dominator.

Spiritual peace is nothing.

His feet, stepped on the land on the Bank of the river.

The sand on the beach is very hard.

In the distant woods, it seems that there is something.

He laughs, brilliant.

"It's time to enter the cross slope, isn't it?"

"So..." He said: "ghosts of cross slope, your grandfather is here!"

"Tonight, the light of materialism will shine on the cross slope!"

"All ghosts and spirits will be invisible in the face of scientific truth!"

…………………………

Zhang Hui looks at the picture taken by the rotorcraft at a distance of 3000 meters.

The man stood up, took his pet and walked across the river.

And the time, it's exactly 12 o'clock.

"How punctual Zhang Hui sighed.

He felt that this might be the logic of that man.

In other words, the rules he set for himself.

Unfortunately, I dare not ask, otherwise, I can know some of his taboos.

Then the phone rang.

Zhang Hui picked it up, her eyes still looking at the screen."I'm Zhang Hui..."

"Have you detected a large-scale response from the school of aversion to victory?" He laughed: "where is the location?"

"Cross slope?"

Zhang Hui's mouth turned up slightly.

He looked at the screen and said, "is that part of your calculation?"

In Zhang Hui's eyes, she couldn't help showing a look of worship and awe.

The school of weariness of victory suddenly launched a large-scale array of techniques.

This is their last card.

Once it starts, it will be located. Once it is located, it must be the pursuit of the governor who is waiting for them!

The mouse ran out of the sewer and ran to the cat's room. Isn't that to seek death?

Therefore, before the action, they must be well prepared.

So that the federal empire's psionic alert system and early warning system can't be predicted in advance.

At the moment when the magic array starts, it will be finished.

In this way, they can have enough time to complete the task and retreat.

But it doesn't matter.

The important thing is

"There is a ghost in us!" Zhang Hui thought, the killing intention flashed in her eyes.

Then, in his second year of life, he said, "you can be as cunning as a fox, but you still have to fall into the urn in the end!"

Zhang Hui knew that in fact, the start of the magic array was to strike the West with the East.

It's also a diversion.

The purpose is to transfer the living power of the black guards from the Luming villa when the governor is not in the imperial capital.

To facilitate their plot.

After all, after the emperor left Beijing.

The extraordinary defense ability of the imperial capital has been greatly degraded.

Black guards, there are too many places to protect.

Zhou Lou and Yan Lou of the Imperial Palace and the Council of ministers.

The national strategic command center, the federal imperial air and space command, the strategic nuclear weapons command, and so on all need at least one general.

The main residential and commercial areas of the imperial capital also need a lot of strength.

Therefore, if there is a warning on the cross slope.

The only maneuver that can be transferred is to protect him and the two retired generals of Luming villa.

Once he's transferred.

Luming villa shows its weakness.

Unfortunately

It's too clever to do all the tricks, but it's a mistake for Qing Qing's life.

Once upon a time, even if he knew it was a trap, he had to jump in.

After all, cross slopes matter.

Once there is a loss, the imperial capital may have to give up.

If you don't give up, you can't!

At that time, in the chaos of the feather fox, the big demon feather fox broke the seal and set off a hundred ghosts at night.

At that time, the Prime Minister of Fusang cabinet, because of economic and financial concerns, refused the application of the extraordinary police department to evacuate the entire Osaka civilians.

As a result, demons are rampant in Osaka, leading to the biggest demon disaster in the world since the recovery of Aura!

In the end, Osaka was like an 8.0 earthquake.

Tens of thousands of civilians died.

The economic loss is more incalculable!

No one, no money.

But now, no matter whether this school of pessimism is attacking the West from the east or putting all its eggs in one basket.

It's all a trap.

In front of that

These guys are like ants jumping off the oil pan.

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