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Chapter five hundred and eighty first fog

The streets are devastated, and the cracks on the ground are like spider webs, spreading outward densely.

Smoke and dust were everywhere, and Cheng Zaiyou, who looked slightly embarrassed, stood on the street, breathing heavily. As for the miserable corpses of various shapes scattered around him.

He shook his head, spat out another mouthful of blood, and then cursed angrily:

"I said, Lao Xu, are you really sick? You beat everyone to death, who should we ask to extract a confession from??"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Jinliang rubbed his forehead helplessly, and then said:

"Captain Cheng, there's no point in complaining about this, right? How could I have imagined that these people couldn't help but beat them? It's just that they hit them a little too hard. How could I want to beat them to death directly?"

"you……"

"Okay, okay, you two, stop arguing for now and see if anyone is still breathing."

At this moment, Luo Qiuying also wiped a corpse with a long knife, and then spoke to interrupt the quarrel between the two.

"Why don't you keep arguing? Let's quickly find someone who can still talk to us!"

With that said, she and Su Yue started looking for people who were still alive.

But just when a few people were looking relaxed, a figure suddenly emerged from the ruins, and then ran after Luo Qiuying's back!

The green-glow dagger looked so dazzling in the darkness, like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, taking advantage of the few people to relax and launch a fatal blow!!

"careful!"

"Qiu Ying! Don't beat me to death!!"

But how could Luo Qiuying care so much?

Seeing that the woman was determined to be evil, she immediately laughed ferociously, and a dark light quickly appeared on her white lotus-root arm, and then the deep and mysterious spiritual power gathered on her fist like a whirlpool.

Immediately afterwards, he punched out with such powerful power that it almost burst the air, and finally hit the woman's broken mask hard!!

"Crack!"

The face was almost dented by the huge force, so that no one could tell whether the sound was the sound of the mask breaking or the skull breaking.

Cheng Zaiyou and others didn't know if it was their imagination, but when the fist landed on Yizi's face, they seemed to vaguely see the Mach ring centered on his fist, and then spread outward...



Then, Cheng Zaiyou shouted in shock:

"No, Qiu Ying, why are you using so much force?!"

But even though he had the intention to stop him, he was still half a beat too slow. When he quickly ran to Otoko's side, he sadly found that the other person was already giving out more air and taking in less air.

At this time, let alone letting the other party think about things, even whether he can speak is a question!

Seeing Cheng Zaiyou blaming herself so much, Luo Qiuying waved her hand impatiently.

"You said I was useless, who would have thought that she would suddenly attack me?

In such a crisis situation, who would think of holding back?"

Cheng Zaiyou wanted to say a few more words, but then he thought that he was no match for Luo Qiuying in a fight, and she had already beaten him like this, so what was the use of complaining?

Therefore, he didn't say anything more and directly checked on the woman's condition.

After thinking for a while, he knocked the fragment of the mask hanging on the other person's face, and then asked softly:

"Hey, can you still talk?"

Yizi did not reply, but shouted with all his strength, his tone full of disdain and contempt for Cheng Zaiyou and others.

Seeing this situation, Cheng Zaiyou also knew that there was nothing he could ask.

To be honest, he himself didn't expect to get any useful information from the other party. These people were so loyal to the gods they believed in that they would rarely do anything detrimental to the god's servant camp.

They have been instilled with various ideas of loyalty to the gods since birth, so in their understanding, dying for the gods they believe in is a glorious thing. If nothing else, just look at the other person.

The spirit of someone who would rather die than sell out for glory is worthy of admiration.

At least it's much stronger than those scumbags who have no limits.

Therefore, Cheng Zaiyou also sighed, and then continued:

"Come on, I don't expect to get any information from your mouth. Since you would rather die than surrender, I won't make it difficult for you. I'll give you a good time!"

After saying that, he took out the spiritual pistol from his waist and gently pulled the trigger.

As the bullets condensed by spiritual power splashed some soil, Otoko's eyes slowly lost focus, and finally his pupils expanded, and his body collapsed weakly on the ground.

Seeing that there was no gain, Cheng Zaiyou stretched helplessly, and then said to several people:

"Let's go, let's go. That Jiazi has escaped. I don't know if he will bring in reinforcements, so before the reinforcements from the other side arrive, let's go to Rencheng Hospital to check the situation."

"Okay, that's all it can do."

After saying that, Su Yue waved her hand, and then sparks of light emerged from her fingertips, and then floated towards the corpses scattered on the ground.

After a while, a raging fire burned here, erasing all traces of the battle...

……………

(The next plot will be a little complicated, but it is not a new copy, and the reasons will be explained gradually)

"Child, are you awake?!?"

At this moment, in a hospital ward, a bejeweled woman looked at Jiang Qinian, who was sitting in a daze on the hospital bed. She couldn't help covering her mouth for a moment, as if she couldn't believe her eyes.

Hearing this, Jiang Qinian looked at the strange woman and couldn't help but frown.

"Excuse me, are you..."

The moment the words rang out, the middle-aged woman's eyes widened in disbelief. Her unstoppable joy stopped at this moment, and for a moment she looked slightly confused and disbelieving.

"No, Xiaotong, you...don't you remember your mother?"

Xiaotong?

Who is Xiaotong?

Jiang Qinian's brain became increasingly confused. The name Xiaotong was extremely unfamiliar to him, but now the middle-aged woman called herself Xiaotong and claimed to be her mother.

this………

To be honest, he is getting more and more confused now. All the common sense information still exists in his mind, including those somewhat illusory memories.

Jiang Qinian, Ying Chumei, Lin Nanzhi, Cheng Zaiyou, Xi, Tiangui, Fenggu...

Is all this his personal experience, or is it just the imagination of a mentally ill patient?

No one could explain this clearly, at least Jiang Qinian's mind was filled with deep doubts.

He did not lose his memory. The nightmares he just had just made his mind fall into chaos and confusion, making it difficult for him to distinguish the things in front of him, so he felt that his brain was blank.

This is equivalent to the brain entering a shutdown state during a crisis situation, and after that, both consciousness and thinking ability are restored.

Wait...that's not right...

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, so he immediately raised his head and stared at the middle-aged woman.

At first glance, the woman's face felt very strange to him, but if he took a closer look... he seemed to have seen this face before somewhere.

But where exactly is it?

Vaguely, a picture seemed to appear in his mind. In the picture, he was in a dark box, and there were two footsteps surrounding his ears outside.

The people moving the boxes were a man and a woman, and the woman’s voice sounded exactly like the middle-aged woman in front of me!!

The moment he just woke up, Jiang Qinian noticed the scene around him, so he quickly deduced that he was in a single ward.

According to what the middle-aged woman said, her current situation is that she just

He woke up from a coma, so even if he didn't speak at this time, it wouldn't arouse any suspicion.

Taking advantage of this gap, Jiang Qinian quickly lowered his head and thought about what happened.

He has not lost those memories, but due to various reasons, when he recalled it, he observed it from a third perspective, so his memory was very vague in many places. Except for those more important things, the rest were even

I can only remember roughly what happened.

I have seen the woman in front of me before, but not in this form.

And according to the vague memory, he and the other party should have a hostile relationship, and a fight broke out in the past.

But in this case, why does the other party say that she is his mother?

No matter what, the woman definitely had bad intentions, but the spiritual power in Jiang Qinian's body only surged for a moment, and then fell silent again.

No, we can't kill the other party yet.

Fantasy.

This word emerged from his mind again, and it also made some of his memories clear.

Assuming that he is a real person who exists here, is the reason why he is experiencing everything in front of him because he was dragged into the illusion?

If the facts are really as he guessed, then killing the woman in front of him is not the primary goal. He must at least find a way to get out. If a middle-aged woman dares to appear in front of him openly, it means that she is sure of herself.

.

So from a comprehensive point of view, even if he kills him, it may not have much effect. After all, it is the illusion that really traps him, but the woman looks like a derivative of the illusion, not the caster of the illusion.

And there was something else that made him more suspicious.

Although the middle-aged woman's worry was almost revealed in her eyes, looking at the accessories on her body, it could be seen that she was not very worried about Jiang Qinian's safety.

Whether it's the exquisite manicure on his hands or the hair that was obviously just dyed recently, it's all a result of careful selection and patience by the other party.

The most important thing is that Jiang Qinian looked at his arms and found that he was already extremely thin.

If all this really happened, then he should have been unconscious for a long time.

And if that middle-aged woman is really his mother, then the mother is not only not worried about her child lying on the hospital bed, but is also in the mood to dress herself up?


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