His Majesty the Emperor Wu's eyes did not go in the direction of the cow ghost and the "fluorescent bush" at all, but towards the dark and distant sea.
It wasn't until Zhang Yingying started to shake her arm that she slightly raised the corners of her lips: "I have no objection to other people's trophies. I just want to take them completely into my hands, and maybe hit some?"
"Don't be so cold."
Why did Zhang Yingying want to ask His Majesty the Emperor Wu to speak? Or did she want to take the opportunity to let her intervene in a substantial way and quickly end this crazy and sacrificial battle?
However, just when she was about to use the power of the twelfth level of coquettishness, her heart suddenly tightened.
With her own mental induction ability, Zhang Yingying couldn't feel anything too detailed. She could only vaguely detect that the dual pressure from the material and spiritual levels somehow transformed into some kind of highly concentrated jet that suddenly passed by her side.
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Danger, extremely dangerous!
The "jet" passing through is actually more like a long whip whipping in the void. It doesn't really hit anyone, but just the "loud" whip and the whistling impact can make people...
Feel the heavy destructive power.
Within the physical and spiritual framework, "Baihong" was lowly moaning and howling, responding, but more than a beat too late? If they were really targeting her, I'm afraid her body would be dead by now!
Zhang Yingying shuddered unconsciously. There was no doubt that this was a threat. For a moment, she almost thought that she had become a hostage - but she was conscious.
However, when I think about His Majesty the Emperor Wu next to me, I think it is unlikely.
Zhang Yingying turned to look at her boss, who didn't mean to comfort her. In fact, Zhang Yingying soon followed the boss's gaze involuntarily and looked up at the sky.
Only then did she realize that the dark clouds in the sky that were almost pressing down on the sea had made a deep long mark at some point, extending for an unknown distance, as if the entire sky had been torn in half.
This long mark was right on top of her head...
Zhang Yingying was in a trance for a moment before she realized that the long scar tearing through the clouds was exactly parallel to the current route of the yacht.
It can be seen that the clouds on both sides are surging violently, but this scar cannot be covered up no matter what. If you look twice, you can vaguely see the purer sky above the clouds.
Is this a waste of energy?
Zhang Yingying couldn't help but complain, thinking that this kind of violent impact that poses a high threat to the yacht's crew must be the tactics of the opposite party.
Well, a threat is a threat. This kind of open-fire fighting method is at least clearly understood. This feast of "flesh and blood" in the surrounding sea area is really so damn speechless...
"Got you!"
Strong thoughts crossed the entire sea, interrupting Zhang Yingying's random thoughts and putting her under great pressure - every thought that was solidly formed here was like a heat stream erupting from a volcano in the sea, so ferocious that it exploded in the atmosphere.
A few muffled thunderbolts made people's mouths numb.
The yacht's bulkheads create a "resonance" effect so clear that it seems like the entire hull is humming.
There were only a few creatures on the surface of the sea, all of them were suffocating in the deeper water and shivering. If His Majesty the Emperor Wu was not by her side, Zhang Yingying felt that she would not be much better off.
Then again, these words sound cruel, but in ordinary film and television works, aren't the flags only set up by the big villains?
"Oops, I was discovered by you."
Haha, this line is not a good thing either.
In any case, accompanied by familiar thoughts and sounds, the air fluctuated slightly, and Ronan, who had disappeared for a long time, reappeared.
I don't know where he came from, but the location where he finally appeared was next to Niu Gui on the lower deck who had been covered in a "film of flesh and blood".
It seemed that Ronan looked no different from before. He turned half sideways and said hello to the three people on the top deck.
Zhang Yingying responded unceremoniously with her middle finger.
Especially when I saw that the "film of flesh and blood" that was almost covering the lower deck showed no reaction at all when faced with the new target, and even slowly retreated, I felt more and more that this middle finger could still poke a few more times.
The neighing sound of the cow ghost was even more miserable.
At this time, Ronan was on the outer seaside of the deck, about fifty meters away from the yacht.
The black waves suddenly rose up, forming a rough mold in a state that seriously violated the laws of nature - a huge amount of sea water was lifted up and flowed vertically, independent of the natural shape of the ocean, forming a "waterfall wall".
Or should we say "screen" or "relief"?
The seawater on the "wall" is still in the shape of seawater, constantly flowing, and interacting with the scouring waves, forming ever-changing lines and contours.
Looks like everything, and looks like nothing at the same time.
Perhaps it's because there is a blazing "evil eye" embedded in the "wall"... which is not in tune with human aesthetics?
The "waterfall wall" still "flows" with the rushing water, no slower than a high-speed yacht, and looks very smooth.
Strictly speaking, after His Majesty the Emperor Wu let go, the yacht's smoothness through the waves could no longer compare to this "waterfall wall".
In short, this must be a carrier of some powerful power, a "coward" as His Majesty the Emperor Wu calls it, an extraordinary species that is so powerful that it makes one's heart tremble.
The purpose of its appearance seems not to show off its power, but to try to communicate with Ronan.
The thoughts across the void are still fierce, but they have a source, which is emanating from the "waterfall wall". This has no meaning in terms of efficiency, but maybe it is a kind of "face-to-face" respect?
This respect is also reflected in the basic expression: "Give it to me and we will be friends."
The so-called "it", at the same time as the thought was sent, the image had already appeared on the "waterfall wall", like a relief sculpture of a master struggling to break out of the wall - the body of a bull-headed spider, it was the cow ghost.
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Before Ronan could do anything, Zhang Yingying secretly rolled her eyes.
I'm not sure about anything else, but one thing is clear: this person's ability to express himself is problematic - is this a token of love?
Zhang Yingying's thoughts were running wild, and Ronan's mind was also racing, and he replied in a nonchalant manner: "Our hobbies are somewhat similar."
It was only those who were familiar with Luo Nanji that realized that he was referring to sketches and reliefs as both plastic arts...
The people on the other side must be confused!
Zhang Yingying covered her face with her hands, feeling that if those two people continued to talk like this, there would definitely be another big battle.
But from another perspective, it seems that Ronan is in a much more relaxed mood than before. Sure enough, after perverted venting, there will be positive emotional feedback?
The facts seemed to verify Zhang Yingying's guess. Following Ronan's nonchalant response, the height of the waves on the side of the yacht rose another three to five meters. It felt like the "waterfall wall" above was being thrown directly over.
Crushing a cruise ship...
As for the thoughts that were already ferocious enough, they became even more restless, so much so that Zhang Yingying had to concentrate her mind and try her best to avoid contact to avoid suffering backlash.
"Hey, do you really want to break up?" Ronan was not in a hurry at all, "Now that you have fewer and fewer fulcrums, it is not convenient to project power remotely, right?"
"One, two, whatever."
"Yes, I believe that even if there are only one or two fulcrums left, it will be enough for you to create a tsunami. And you definitely have the ability to keep one or two fulcrums... But in this case, aren't there too many traces and clues exposed?
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"You were just exposed!"
"Oh, I admit it. You found that thing in the cloud, and you hurt it - it was cut in two, it was cruel enough! But I decided to forgive you, because thanks to you, I just discovered that its importance doesn't seem to be the same.
It's as important as I thought earlier."
Ronan's prosthetic has rich expressions...well, Zhang Yingying can't see it, but the body movements are really very natural. Even though I knew it was fake and I watched it disintegrate before, I still can't find any sense of illusion.
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On the contrary, it was Ronan's tone of communication. Zhang Yingying, who was familiar with him, could hear the smell of exaggeration and pretense. It was a bit like imitating a big shot in a movie...
Now Ronan can basically match all the powerful figures in film and television works.
Zhang Yingying glanced at the surrounding sea area and her eyelids twitched a few times:
Well, there are enough murders under his hands.
When I think about it carefully, it seems to match quite well.
Ronan didn't know that Zhang Yingying had put the "butcher boss" hat on him behind his back. He was now more accustomed to this gesture. He stretched out another hand and drew a few lines of unknown meaning in the air with his fingers.
Lines, opposite to the "waterfall wall" not far away:
"Man, you have exerted too much force now. The transmission trajectory is very clear. Although it is quite far, do we want to take a gamble? We are going to have another long-range attack. No matter who wins or loses, the third round
Attack, I will visit personally!"
"Bang!"
A dull sound of air exploded at Ronan's fingertips. The lines he had drawn just now were blown away again.
There was progress this time and the finger was saved.
Ronan laughed and finally stopped teasing him. This time he grasped the key point and pointed at the struggling and howling Niu Gui at his feet: "Aren't you just interested in this guy? It just so happens that I'm quite interested too.
, we have studied it before.
"Your eyes are wide enough, but why do I feel that your analytical ability is not enough? If you can really do it, you won't follow me all the way, and it will be my turn... I can do it much better than you
Already."
While speaking, Ronan reached out and brushed the ethereal bush outside Niu Gui's body. For some unknown reason, the brightness there obviously increased by a level.
"I think we can be more honest. In fact, I don't care about myself. I won't be stingy with what I can share. Please cooperate with me..."
"I cooperate, I cooperate!"
A vague but high-pitched scream exploded at Ronan's feet. Ronan, who had always been a big boss, almost kicked him out.
Zhang Yingying’s exclamation above represents the feelings of almost everyone present: