The official travelers who filed in were consciously divided into two teams, one team was responsible for treating the wounded, and the other team was responsible for inspecting the scene, finishing wounds, and eliminating possible hidden dangers.
A female member of the Hundred Flowers Club squatted down to examine the two poisoned fire masters, her tone changed slightly:
"Centurion, their vital signs are weak and they need to take diluted life solution immediately, otherwise their lives will be in danger."
In the lawful camp, both the musician and the wood demon have skills in the life field, but in the extraordinary stage, neither profession has the ability to revive the dead.
This powerful skill can only be mastered by high-level practitioners.
Therefore, the "life liquid" of the musician profession has always been an important strategic material for the government. It can have an immediate effect on the dying wounded.
The Five Elements Alliance purchases a large amount of life essence from the "Three Families of Musicians" every year, which is very precious.
Fu Qingyang said in a deep voice: "Treat him immediately."
The wood demon woman untied her tactical backpack, took out two injections, and injected them intravenously into the two poisoned fire masters.
Da Jiba, who was seriously injured and unconscious, also enjoyed the same treatment. Li Dongze was unable to survive, and the wood demons of Baihua Club gave him simple hemostasis, detoxification and bandaging.
Qingteng and others also received treatment.
Fu Qingyang walked to Guan Ya, took off his coat, put it on her body, frowned and said:
"Is everything okay?"
Guan Ya tightened the collar of her suit and shook her head.
At this time, the captain-level walker who was cleaning the battlefield brought his people back and reported:
"Centurion, all the enemies have been killed, and there are no survivors."
The captain lamented:
"The bodies of the four Gu beasts have all reached the level of level 3 fire masters. It's incredible that you were able to deal with them without any damage to the personnel. But there is one thing I don't understand. Two of the Gu beasts have no wounds on their bodies and their bodies are stiff.
It was cold, and he should have been dead for several hours.
"How did you do it?"
Hearing this, Lingjun raised his eyebrows and immediately moved to the body of "Wang Xing Wuji" and squatted down to observe.
Fu Qingyang's heart moved, he looked at Guan Ya and asked, "What's going on?"
"Those two were killed by Yuan Shi." Guan Yayan replied concisely and concisely.
"No, not two." Bailong, who had been treated, added with a knife in his hand: "It's three."
"Yuanshi Tianzun? The newcomer who passed the S-level Jinshui Amusement Park? Where is he? I haven't seen what he looks like." The young girl who was bandaging the big muscle tyrant raised her head and asked with excitement.
Her direct captain glared back the young girl's excitement with stern eyes.
The three... Fu Qingyang looked at Qingteng Tang Guoqiang and saw that they did not refute, but the injured level 2 practitioners seemed to have recalled something, with expressions of admiration and fear on their faces.
"It is indeed the method of the Night Walker God..." Lingjun clicked his tongue twice: "It's just a Level 2 Night Walker God, but his combat power is so strong? How long does it take for this kid to become one?"
After speaking, he added regretfully: "It was a wrong decision to give him to the Five Elements Alliance."
Fu Qingyang glanced at him, then turned to Guan Ya: "Where is Yuanshi Tianzun?"
"Upstairs," Guan Ya looked up, "taking care of some things."
.......
Compared to the mess in the hall, the rooms on the second floor were well preserved. Zhang Yuanqing found the prop in the third room facing the outside.
It is an incense burner with a three-legged base made of bronze. The body of the burner is a toad carved from ebony, in a squatting posture, with its mouth high in the sky.
The toad incense burner is placed quietly on the table.
Zhang Yuanqing endured the itchy throat, stumbled to the bedside, opened the curtains, pushed open the window, and took a few breaths of fresh air.
The slight dizziness faded a lot, and he returned to the table, picked up the toad incense burner, and a message appeared in his field of vision:
[Name: Tianchan Incense Burner]
[Type: Appliance]
[Function: Toxin]
[Introduction: In ancient times, a genius from a certain witchcraft tribe in Nanling decided to make a colorless, odorless, invisible poison that kills people. After years of unremitting research, he successfully made this incense burner, but he discovered that the incense burner contained
The toxin was colorless and odorless, but not very toxic, and its effects were slow, so it was thrown away. After half a month, the entire tribe was dead.】
[Note: Have you built up poison resistance for yourself? 】
Zhang Yuanqing immediately put the props into the inventory, thinking that it was a scam.
Through the introduction and remarks, he understood the characteristics of this prop. First of all, the poison does not distinguish between friend and foe. Even the owner of the prop will be poisoned. Hengxing Wuji can resist it because the witch and Gu master has high poison resistance.
Secondly, the Tianchan Incense Burner is a prop that becomes more toxic the longer it is left. Its toxicity will continue to evaporate. If it is not stored properly, it will harm an area and even kill people from the Witch Gu Tribe.
"Um?"
Zhang Yuanqing reopened the inventory and viewed the information about the Tianchan Incense Burner.
"In ancient times...Nanling...Witch Gu tribe?"
He chewed on some different things from the information. Based on the "introduction", he speculated that a high-level person from a long time ago should have made this item.
Then it wandered into the spiritual realm and was obtained by "Wang Wuji", or it was passed down in reality. Of course, these are not important, what is important is the "ancient times".
What era does antiquity refer to? How many years ago?
Did it exist at that time? But the attribute panel is obviously a modern concept.
Well, it’s hard to tell whether it’s a modern concept, but if ancient people also had a panel concept, it would be too inconsistent... Zhang Yuanqing whispered to himself: "Take the time to check the origin time of the spiritual realm. If I have
If you have this authority."
And if there was no concept of panels in ancient times, then the panel information they are familiar with now comes from a very strange source.
There is even a question mark as to whether this concept existed in ancient times.
"There are many secrets in the spiritual realm itself. I used to think that the existence of moral values is unreasonable and has heavy human traces, unlike natural generation..."
At this time, Zhang Yuanqing noticed that his colleagues downstairs were evacuating on a large scale.
Immediately without hesitation, he left the room and went down the stairs.
The official travelers in the living room on the first floor have been dismissed. In the center of the living room, a young man in a white suit sits on a high-backed chair. The background is broken furniture, red blood stains, an overturned sofa, and cracked walls.
His suit is like snow, his facial features are handsome, and he is cold and serious, which is in sharp contrast to the surrounding environment.
Zhang Yuanqing looked at the white suit, and the white suit looked at Zhang Yuanqing.
When Zhang Yuanqing finished the last step, the young man in the white suit nodded slightly: "Fu Qingyang."
There is actually a more handsome man than me in the world... Zhang Yuanqing bowed and saluted: "Hello, Centurion."
He has admired the name of this centurion for a long time. He has heard it many times from Li Dongze. He was born into a wealthy family, talented, calm, wise, courageous and upright. He is stupid and has a lot of money... Well, the last one is Guan
Ya said.
Now that he finally met this "legendary" figure, his first impression was that he was proud, noble, and fierce, the kind of person who would think twice about joking with him.
The strange thing is that Zhang Yuanqing doesn't feel disgusted because Fu Qingyang's nobility and pride are pure, and his temperament matches his appearance.
Fu Qingyang sat in a high-backed chair and said calmly:
"You don't need to be polite to me. I have been following you for a long time and have wanted to see you for a long time. But Guan Ya said that you are a pervert with a thief's heart but no courage, so I plan to observe you again."
Do you have any discrimination against sex workers? No, I am not a sex worker... Zhang Yuanqing explained: "This is her misunderstanding of me. I think Centurion Fu should have his own judgment."
Fu Qingyang said calmly: "She strongly recommended that I promote you to He Shechang, thinking that you are one of the best talents in the new generation of the Five Elements Alliance."
Zhang Yuanqing changed the subject: "She is really good at reading people."
Fu Qingyang looked at him deeply.
For some reason, Zhang Yuanqing's eyes subconsciously avoided him. He didn't like this kind of sharp gaze that seemed to be able to see through everything.
I hate the scout's eyes... Zhang Yuanqing muttered dissatisfied in his heart, and just as he was about to look at him, Fu Qingyang looked away, looked at the corpse of Rampant Wuji, and asked:
"What do you think of this fight?"
His tone was calm, more like a subordinate valued by the examination school than a question.
Thinking that the centurion valued him very much, Zhang Yuanqing chose his words carefully and replied:
"The enemy knows our deployment and number of people in advance. He knows us very well. The water behind us is very deep."
Fu Qingyang said bluntly: "Someone in the official government colluded and acted recklessly and betrayed you."
It can also be said that we have a traitor in our midst! Zhang Yuanqing nodded.
"So I sent everyone away, and only you and I know what happens next." Fu Qingyang glanced at Rampage's corpse.
Zhang Yuanqing understood what he meant, and walked up to the ugly and hideous corpse, with a dark and sticky substance surging in his eyes.
The spirit remaining in the body revived, and wisps of it floated out, condensing into a translucent shadow above the corpse, grinning at Zhang Yuanqing, extremely ferocious.
"After I swallowed the spirit body of the evil profession, I might go a little crazy..." He took out the demon pestle and handed it to Fu Qingyang: "This prop can purify mental pollution."
The Demonic Pestle was given to Li Dongze out of trust in his character, and he was given to Fu Qingyang because the other person was stupid and had a lot of money, no, he was rich enough not to covet his props.
Fu Qingyang
Zhang Yuanqing stopped talking, took a deep breath, and took the spirit body into his mouth.
........
The eyebrows suddenly swelled, and something that did not belong to him was forcefully poured into the sea of consciousness.
Countless broken images surged in and passed by like a revolving lantern, all of which were the most profound memories in Wang Wuji's life.
Hengxing Wuji was born in a poor family. He studied hard to change his destiny. After entering the society, he found that the academic qualifications he was proud of did not have much effect. After working for a few years, he found that if he worked conscientiously, the boss would give him more work.
, and became a social beast.
He can't compete with related households, and he can't compete with people who are flattering but incompetent. He can't afford a house even after working for ten years. And the beginning of marriage is owning a house of his own. Unfortunately, his father is an honest farmer and lacks savings.
There is no hope if you are honest and honest, but you can make a lot of money if you fish for side jobs.
He didn't know where the future would be and became very confused, until one time, he used his position to earn huge wealth, and fell in love with this kind of risky behavior.
Finally, the scenery changed, and Zhang Yuanqing saw the dark bedroom and the ghost floating beside the bed.
"Where is Hei Wuchang? Trust is the basis of cooperation. It seems that we don't trust each other enough."
"You have two options. One is to wait for the fallen on the list to lose control one after another..."
"To show my sincerity, I will reveal to you the official deployment and actions of the Walkers."
........
In the same dark bedroom, Hengxing Wuji cut his wrist and let the blood fall into a black wooden bowl engraved with incantations. The blood in the bowl twisted into a human face.
"Boss, someone from Dark Night Rose is here and wants to meet with you."
"It's too early to meet now. You need to be cautious when seeking skin from a tiger... Is their leader here?"
"I don't know. Boss, the key is to control the Fallen Holy Grail as soon as possible."
"Are you teaching me how to do things?"
"Don't dare..."
"What else did he say?"
"He said he would provide me with the official team's action plan and let me set up an ambush to share the pressure for you."
"Can try......"
Dark Night Rose? Hei Wuchang is lurking in Songhai. The person waiting is the leader of Dark Night Rose? What kind of organization is this? They seem to be brewing some big conspiracy. Gee, the information they got this time is big enough...
A golden light lit up, the scene disappeared, and consciousness returned. Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes and found that he was handcuffed to a high-backed chair.
Hey, it doesn't hurt, and there is no sign of being beaten... Zhang Yuanqing felt happy for a while, but then he thought again, this means that Centurion Fu completely crushed him, and he didn't feel happy anymore.
Seeing him waking up, Fu Qingyang immediately asked:
"What's the catch?"
...
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