In the lobby of the building, Gu Yang and others were stunned for a moment, and then his assistant Xiaotian broke the silence and said:
"I didn't expect that this turtle son escaped!"
With great confusion, Zhao Zhengyang glanced at Gu Yang again.
He said coldly: "Don't worry about this for now. Without further ado, let's go upstairs quickly!"
Gu Yang said "Yeah" and ran upstairs.
Da da da!
Mu Lingyun was brave and tenacious, and kept shooting at the black fog in front of him.
Even though he already knew that the black mist was getting closer and closer to him, he had no choice but to increase his power and shoot wildly.
Only in this way can Gui Wu be held back.
At least it can buy time for others to escape.
However, except for Ma Hongchao and his men, no one at the scene chose to escape.
They all stayed to live and die with Mu Lingyun.
But their strength is obviously not as good as Guiwu.
Mu Yuqing swung the 'Moon' scimitar and slashed at the ghost mist many times, but to no avail, as if she had struck the air. Not only that, as time went by, her spiritual power was also rapidly depleted, and now it has consumed more than half of it.
, some are powerless and may be swallowed up by the ghost mist at any time.
Mu Lingyun was just struggling to her death.
All of his men also spared no effort to fight against the black mist, but in the end they had little effect.
The current situation is self-evident. As long as Mu Lingyun falls, everyone present will be swallowed up by the black mist and become its puppets.
"Old Mu, I'm here!"
Zhao Zhengyang shouted at Mu Lingyun as if a god had descended from heaven. The next moment he waved his Xiuchun knife and jumped towards the human-shaped black mist.
As a D-class veteran, Zhao Zhengyang is still very strong. With one slash, the humanoid black mist clearly took two steps back, and the black mist was directly 'cut off' from the waist in a state visible to the naked eye.
In everyone's opinion, even if Black Mist doesn't die, his vitality will be damaged.
But the next second, the black mist miraculously healed again, returned to its original state, and continued to approach.
At the same time, the ghostly aura in the surrounding air became more and more intense, and a cold and gloomy aura enveloped everyone.
Some people are suppressed by this strong ghost energy, like fish on the chopping board, with no power to fight back.
Some people can come and go freely in this ghost mist and are not suppressed by it, but it is still difficult to eliminate the main body of the ghost mist, and they can only survive in an ignoble manner.
After standing for less than a minute, Gu Yang felt bound all over, and a strange force made him unable to break free.
"Am I already suppressed by ghost energy?"
Gu Yang couldn't help but feel panic, and regretted coming here with Zhao Zhengyang. This was not a fight against Gui Wu, this was just a moth chasing a flame and dying in vain!
However, whether it is Ghost Mist or Skeleton Man, these have all generated tasks, and the outcome is closely related to him.
"Tentacle, help me destroy the ghost mist!"
Gu Yang murmured and struggled in his heart, constantly summoning the tentacle ability.
But the tentacles remained indifferent, unable to fight back against the ghost mist.
"Bureau Zhao, come on!"
Assistant Xiaotian shouted excitedly, his toes almost scratching the soles of his shoes and running out.
At this time, he was also firmly suppressed by the ghost mist, and the guardian spirit in his body was extremely difficult to use, making it difficult for him to even breathe.
It can be seen that currently only Zhao Zhengyang and Mu Lingyun can barely cope with the challenge, while the rest are like machines paralyzed by a power outage, having completely lost their abilities.
However, the worst thing is that Zhao Zhengyang does not seem to be completely sure of eliminating the ghost fog. Like Mu Lingyun, he can barely maintain the status quo and extend the escape time for the survivors.
But what if it is extended?
These people are not all doomed in the end, they have been firmly suppressed by the ghost mist.
Now even Zhao Zhengyang is a little powerless, and it has become difficult to escape.
"Director Zhao, there's nothing we can do, I can't hold on any longer!"
Mu Lingyun shouted with a desperate expression.
Although these two people rarely interact with each other on weekdays, they have heard each other's names for a long time and know that each has extraordinary strength. When they met today, they both admired each other from the bottom of their hearts. At least the fact that they risked their lives to fight against Kaitan was enough.
Admirable.
It's just that at this point, the two of them can only cherish each other.
Zhao Zhengyang said loudly: "Mu Ju, hurry up and get everyone out of here. I'll be responsible for breaking up the rear."
"No, it won't work. It's too late. We have all been invaded by the ghost mist. You see, they can't move." Mu Lingyun said with a dying struggle.
Finally, he let out a long sigh.
Looking back at my baby daughter, my eyes were full of disappointment.
"Dad!"
Mu Yuqing almost cried and shouted, trying hard to support her weak body and staggering towards Mu Lingyun.
"Don't! Don't come here. Go as quickly as possible!" Mu Lingyun shouted desperately.
Although he knew this was unrealistic, he still tried his best to shout it out.
"Dad, I feel like I can't hold on any longer."
Mu Yuqing's eyes were filled with tears. After working hard for a long time, she was still dozens of meters away from Mu Lingyun as if she were separated by a mountain.
Her fragile body suddenly fell to the ground, and the 'moon' in her body had eclipsed, emitting faint dots of light, like a candle in front of the wind, extinguished as soon as it was blown.
At this moment, not only Mu Lingyun, but Mu Yuqing also recognized the reality.
The sickle of death has been placed on the neck, no matter how hard one struggles, it is in vain.
"Dad, I will die serving my country without regrets!"
"Silly girl, what are you talking about?"
"Dad, please stop comforting me. I know that none of us can clear out the ghost mist now. We still overestimate our strength, but I have no regrets anymore. Haha, Dad, you have always taught your daughter to be patriotic.
I will become a brave guardian in the future. My daughter has done it. The only regret is that she could not use her full strength to fight against the ghost like you."
Mu Lingyun was completely speechless.
Burning with rage, he drew his gun and had a final duel with Guiwu.
"Muju, are you crazy? Are you going to use up all your energy in one breath?" Zhao Zhengyang shouted in surprise.
As a guardian, the vitality in the body is extremely precious. Exhaustion of vitality is equivalent to death.
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However, Mu Lingyun ignored Zhao Zhengyang and spent all his energy to fight against Guiwu.
In critical moments, Zhao Zhengyang could only fight hard.
With the consumption of spiritual power, his physical strength was obviously exhausted, and gradually, his body began to be invaded by ghost energy. This meant that his guardian spirit energy had been exhausted too much, and he would not be able to support it for long before his body would alienate and quickly turn into a skeleton. The ghostly atmosphere in the room has become increasingly intense.
Several mediocre spirit mediators have begun to lose their will, their limbs are stiff, and they are showing signs of alienation.
Although the stronger ones have not completely lost consciousness, they are not far away.
Right now.
Gu Yang's mysterious mailbox suddenly made a strong noise.
"I'm about to return to the West, where do you want me to go?"
"Why don't you transform me into someone with three heads and six arms?"
Gu Yang murmured in disappointment, thinking that the mailbox was so cold-blooded that he asked him to go somewhere to deal with the strange story.
The next moment, the mysterious runes on the mailbox automatically floated into the air and floated towards Gu Yang.
What is different from the past is that this time the postbox tremors are quite attractive.
Gu Yang suddenly realized: "I...this is to..."
The attack was sudden, and he didn't have time to prepare mentally. As a result, a strange countdown appeared in front of him the next second: 21:44:08.
This feeling made Gu Yang feel familiar. He was right in his mind. The mailbox would eventually send him to another world.
In order to completely eliminate ghost stories, it is essential to explore the origin of ghost stories.
There was almost no time to think about it. In a daze, Gu Yang felt dizzy. For a moment, his consciousness was separated from reality. In his mind, he only remembered the beautiful scene of eating sea cucumbers in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel.
There was no longer any sorrow or pressure in his heart when he was about to face death, and his whole body and mind were immersed in the enjoyment of delicious food.
He instinctively closed his eyes and let himself immerse himself in it.
Consciousness keeps wandering and shuttling along with the strings of mysterious runes...
The pause button was pressed on his original time and space, and he ran towards another parallel time and space.
It is extremely fast and can measure almost at the speed of light.
The collision between space and time came to his ears, dull, empty and distant.