The team is getting closer to Forbidden Land No. 002.
There are relatively few things to do in the wilderness that can be used as entertainment. After the excitement of coming to the wilderness at the beginning, the Masonic students are now in a state of physical and mental exhaustion.
On the other hand, the old man is still full of energy. Except for a few moments when he falls into a coma, the rest of the time he looks more like a young man than a young man.
Qingchen compared his memories and confirmed that the old man's skin became more shiny and rosy after he came to the wilderness.
But all this is not a good thing for an old man who is coming to the end of his life.
In the night, Yangyang once again took Qingchen's arm and flew into the sky.
In the camp on the ground, countless people were quietly watching with envy.
The Masonic students whispered, "How can we become superhuman?"
Nangong Yuanyu replied: "I have done some rough statistics. In fact, even if you become a transcendent, there is only one in 17.81 million chance of having the ability to fly."
"Senior, let's not do this at this time, okay..."
Nangong Yuanyu thought for a moment: "Okay..."
In that place close to the sky, Qingchen and Yangyang were lying side by side in the clouds. The young man felt the repulsion of the force field beneath his body, like a soft bed.
"You want to accompany the old man on his last journey, right?" Yangyang asked.
Qingchen said: "Did you find out?"
"Well, his force field is getting weaker and weaker. I have seen many processes of this kind of force field weakening. It is a prelude to death," Yangyang said: "Who is he? How can an ordinary person make you
Are you willing to travel to wild and forbidden places?”
Qingchen thought for a while and replied: "An elder who is not related by blood but is like a relative. His dream is to become a knight, but he has been trapped in the prison of fame and fortune all his life, and only relied on suspended animation before he died to gain freedom.
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"That's why we have to do more of what we want to do when we are young, so that we don't have any regrets," Yangyang seemed to be feeling a little emotional after feeling the weakness of the old man's force field.
No one can remain unmoved in the face of life and death.
"Can I ask you a favor?" Qingchen asked.
"you say."
"Can you take the old man to fly in the sky for a while? But you can't fly too high. His cardiopulmonary function is no longer good. If you fly too high, he will lack oxygen, and he can't fly for too long," Qingchen said.
Yangyang agreed without hesitation: "Okay."
However, at this moment, she suddenly looked into the distance: "Someone is approaching."
Qingchen also turned around and looked. On the horizon, there was a group of thirteen people walking in the wilderness. They were wearing black linen cloaks. The loose cloaks were tied with red ropes at their wrists.
Looking from a distance, the thirteen figures looked lonely and determined.
"The crow," Yangyang said softly, "is coming for us."
Qingchen immediately realized that these were people from the Forbidden Tribunal!
In this wilderness, someone extraordinary is about to die!
The group of crows were walking on foot and seemed to be walking very slowly, but Qingchen roughly calculated the walking speed of the crows and found that the crows were probably moving faster than a normal person running.
They fell to the ground, and Yangyang waved to Guo Huchan's tent: "If something happens, the crow is coming."
Guo Huchan's tent was immediately opened, and the bald man was obviously not asleep.
He asked solemnly: "Are you sure?"
"Sure, I saw a crow on the shoulder of the person in the front," Yangyang said.
In the camp, everyone suddenly felt an ominous premonition in their hearts.
The unprovoked appearance of the Forbidden Inquisition has always represented death.
"Is it possible that he just happened to pass by?" Guo Huchan was surprised and unsure.
"No, they are wearing cloaks," Yangyang said.
On weekdays, members of the Forbidden Inquisition do not wear cloaks. They live among the crowd like ordinary people. Only when they feel called will they put on their cloaks and turn into crows.
Otherwise, no matter where they go in their cloaks, they will be regarded as a bad omen.
Qingchen looked at Yangyang and asked in a low voice: "Is it possible that the old man is about to die, so they came to take him in?"
Although the old man has repeatedly emphasized that he is not an extraordinary person, the old man's tendency to let himself go is not enough and he does not tell the truth.
However, Yangyang shook his head: "No, the old man's force field is that of an ordinary person. I won't make a mistake in my judgment."
"Then we will encounter danger next," Qingchen said.
Li Dongze once taught Qingchen the priorities of the Forbidden Inquisition. Under normal circumstances, only when a B-level or above extraordinary person dies, the crows will arrive in a very timely manner.
Yangyang thought for a while and said: "But the Forbidden Inquisition is not always so accurate. I have heard about them in Spades. Xu Linsen once said that the crows only had a premonition that there might be death, but they were not 100% sure.
.The things they predict may be more inclined to what level of battle will break out."
Qingchen thought, this explanation might be more reasonable.
Because in the battle where Li Changqing was ambushed in City 18, the crows appeared very early, but in the end neither Li Changqing nor the A-level master from the Jindai family died.
So from this point of view, what the Forbidden Inquisition predicted was really at a combat level?
It’s just that high-level battles are always accompanied by the death of a large number of extraordinary people, so the precognition content of Forbidden Inquisition has been misunderstood by many people?
At this time, the old man also walked out of the tent.
The thirteen crows trudged from the wilderness and came to the crowd.
The crows took off the hoods of their cloaks and looked at everyone in the camp curiously.
Qingchen suddenly felt that the other party was looking at everyone in a strange way, as if he was examining a cold object.
The old man smiled at the thirty-year-old woman in front of him and said, "You are here in March, are you here to take me in?"
March was stunned when she saw the old man. She didn't recognize the old man's identity at first. After carefully identifying him, she suddenly bowed politely: "I didn't expect you to be here, which surprised me. However, we didn't
I’m not here to take you in, I just want to accompany you for a while.”
The old man is not an extraordinary person, so he is not eligible to be admitted by the Forbidden Inquisition.
Qingchen thought, and it seemed that danger would indeed come next.
However, he still couldn't determine whether the danger was coming from his side or from Spade's side.
Qingchen looked at March. The woman had a neat ponytail, no makeup, and was extremely simple.
The crows did not carry any supplies such as tents. In this winter, they jumped onto nearby branches and sat down. They just wrapped their cloaks around their bodies and began to close their eyes and rest.
It's like there are really twelve crows sitting on the branches.
It looks a little weird.
Guo Huchan looked at March solemnly: "Did the Forbidden Inquisition suddenly come here because it foresaw our death?"
March shook her head: "I don't know."
Then, she turned to look at Yangyang and asked, "Are you interested in joining the Forbidden Tribunal?"
The bald man immediately became anxious: "She is from our Spades. Isn't poaching someone in person a bit too much?"
March glanced at Guo Huchan: "I just think she is more suitable to join the Forbidden Tribunal, nothing else."
This woman says everything as if it's taken for granted, which makes people very uncomfortable.
But only those who know her well can understand that she always only states objective facts without mixing in too many personal emotions.
Just stating objective facts is not flattering most of the time.
March looked at Yangyang with questioning eyes.
Yangyang thought for a while and responded: "I don't want to leave Spades for the time being. I still have a lot of things to do."
"Okay," Sanyue didn't say any more words of advice. She turned around, jumped to a thick branch, sat down, and calmly combed the feathers of the six-eyed crow on her shoulder.
He didn't even look at Yangyang again.
It's like he just opened his mouth to solicit, but it's just a courtesy.
However, at this time, Yue Yue suddenly discovered that the six-eyed crow had been looking in Qingchen's direction. She glanced at Qingchen curiously, and seemed to be confused as to why the crow was staring at this person.
She thought for a moment, then sat on a tree and said to Qingchen: "Hello, can you kill less people in the future?"
Qingchen didn't know why the other party suddenly said that, but he finally responded: "I only kill those who deserve to be killed."
March sighed and said no more.
Guo Huchan and others looked at Qingchen silently, wondering how murderous the future would be to ask March to ask such a question?
Moreover, the Forbidden Inquisition does not care about the life or death of ordinary people, they only take in extraordinary beings.
So, is this young man who is wearing the Yangyang belt to the sky still a hidden master?!
Thinking of this, Guo Huchan became suspicious again.
Nangong Yuanyu and others from the Freemasonry looked at Hu Xiaoniu even more intensely. Although Hu Xiaoniu was a servant, he was also a servant of a big shot. As a time traveler, his future was much better than that of most people.
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Of all the people present, only Yangyang looked at Qingchen: "Pay attention to safety."
She knew that March's words actually meant that Qingchen would face more dangers than ordinary people in the future.
Qingchen looked at Yangyang: "Is there anyone else in Spade secretly following the convoy?"
"No."
"Are you level A?"
"no."
"Is there anyone in the south who can handle Spades?"
"Yes," Yangyang nodded and said, "Spade 4, Yu and Yu are waiting near the forbidden place No. 002."
"By the way, what's your spade number?" Qingchen asked curiously.
"Two of spades," Yangyang said.
Qingchen thought for a moment and asked in a low voice: "In spades, is it 2 or 3?"
When Yangyang heard Qingchen's question, it sounded like he was asking about the rules before playing cards: "The 2 of spades is ranked last, and I have been in the game for the shortest time, so I rank last."
"Is Xu Linsen the ace of spades?" Qingchen asked.
"Yes," Yangyang nodded.
"Who is the little king?" Qingchen asked again.
Yangyang shook his head: "No, there won't be."
Qingchen suddenly thought about a question, if Guo Huchan and Yangyang were not A-level, and there was a high probability that there would not be A-level masters among the members of the Freemasonry.
