"I've been waiting for you for a long time, and you've been dragging your feet. Why don't you come here early?" The old man with a long beard smiled when they met.
"I'm really sorry that I was delayed for a while because of some trivial matters. Please don't take it off." Long Qinghong replied extremely respectfully.
This is very surprising. Along the way, the few people only saw other people being very respectful to Long Qinghong. After all, she is the leader of the Demon Spirit Alliance, so there is no need to say much about her status, but who is this old man? p>
"It's okay, it's okay. I know why you were delayed, oh? Is this little guy back?" The long-bearded old man looked at Shu Mo and smiled kindly.
Shu Mo didn't know the old man at all, but it seemed that the old man was very familiar with him, so he lowered his head and asked with confusion: "Who are you?"
As an elder who even respected his adoptive mother Long Qinghong, no matter how brave Shu Mo was and no matter how lawless and mean-tongued he was, he would not dare to speak nonsense.
The long-bearded old man did not show off, and said with a kind smile: "My name is Xingluo, which is the big tree in front of you."
Mo Xiao was suddenly startled. He remembered what Long Qinghong said before and couldn't help but wonder: "Didn't Miss Long say that the Xingluo tree cannot transform?"
"Haha, let me answer this little friend's question." Xing Luo touched his long beard and explained in a leisurely tone, "Qing Hong is right, I really can't transform, but I can
Take a small section of a branch and make a clone. What you see now is such a wooden clone."
Only then did everyone understand, and Long Qinghong whispered: "Senior Xingluo, that's enough chatting. Without further ado, take us to the Wooden Prison."
As soon as he finished speaking, a few shimmering jasper-colored leaves suddenly fell in front of Mo Xiao's eyes. He subconsciously caught them. The leaves were smooth on one side and rough on the other. When the shimmer disappeared, they looked almost like ordinary leaves.
Xing Luo looked at the leaves in Mo Xiao's hand: "Please hold a leaf, one for each person. I will move the leaves into the wooden prison where all infected people will be imprisoned."
Mo Xiao heard the words and immediately followed the instructions. The next second after the leaves were distributed, the picture they saw suddenly became distorted. When a few people reacted, they were no longer on the platform they were standing on. What appeared in front of them was a cylindrical platform.
Space.
The cylindrical space is composed of two rings: an inner ring and an inner ring. The inner ring is where Mo Xiao and the others are at this time, while the outer ring is made up of cells connected one by one. Both the railings and the walls are made of wood.
Materials, ceilings and floors can occasionally be seen with buds.
Xing Luo touched his long beard and said: "This is the wooden prison, located somewhere inside the old man's body..."
"Lord Long! You are finally back!"
Hearing the sound, Mo Xiao and others looked back. Behind them stood six men and women. Each of them had obvious demonic characteristics. It was obvious that they were all monsters, and based on their characteristics, they could even be monsters.
Determine what the ontology is.
Long Qinghong frowned and looked around: "I'm here with the treatment staff. How is the condition of the infected people?"
One of the fox-headed law enforcement officers stepped forward and said: "It's not good. Some of them are seriously infected and have a strong urge to destroy. Many law enforcement officers were injured when arresting them. There are also some who are in worse condition.
Good, but there are obvious errors in cognition. In short, except for a few newly infected patients who expressed their cooperation with the work, we have taken some necessary measures for the others, and now they are considered stable."
Mo Xiao's heart was moved. Necessary measures? They should have no way to deal with Chaos pollution. What necessary measures can restore stability to the crazy infected people?
He was very worried that if the people of the Demon Spirit Alliance messed up and caused changes, it would probably cause unnecessary trouble. Thinking of the demon catcher elder Yan Qiaoyu, Mo Xiao shuddered.
Mo Xiao couldn't help but asked: "What did you do? Let's say that the infected people can't mess around. If you are not careful, you will also become the vector of infection. If you control it, isolate it first. This is the way you can do it.
The most secure among them."
"Excuse me, who are you?" The fox-headed law enforcer looked at Mo Xiao and asked.
Long Qinghong extended his hand and introduced: "This is the expert we invited to treat infected people. If he needs anything, you must cooperate."
"Take your orders!" The six monsters lowered their heads and said seriously.
"Oh, stop being polite, have you done anything to the infected?" Mo Xiao asked nervously.
"We knocked them all out... Some of the infected people have a tendency to harm themselves." One of the female law enforcers with rabbit ears whispered, "Did we... make a mistake?"
Mo Xiao was stunned for a moment. He didn't know whether such a measure was correct, so he patted his trouser pocket decisively.
Mysterious Pendant is never ambiguous about business matters, and immediately came out to comment: "The right move, but how many of you have been in contact with these infected people? Especially those with serious infections."
Except for Mo Xiao and his party, everyone else looked at the mysterious pendant suspended in the air in surprise. Long Qinghong asked bluntly: "What is this?"
Mo Xiao thought for a while and said vaguely: "My assistant, the partner who helps me purify pollution, you can interpret him as an alchemy tool or something else."
Long Qinghong looked at Mo Xiao strangely: "Oh... I have seen alchemy tools before when I went to the West, but I have never seen them with intelligence... Could it be that you are still a knowledgeable scholar?" A trace of embarrassment appeared on Mo Xiao's face: "You don't care who I am. Why are you asking so many irrelevant questions? Come back to my assistant's questions."
The fox-headed law enforcer replied: "Don't worry, apart from a few of us, the only ones who have been exposed to the infected are members of the Alpha Team. They should be in the hospital for treatment now."
Long Qinghong touched his chin and added: "Considering not to cause panic, I ordered the relevant information to be blocked. Except for the law enforcement officers and high-level alliance managers who handled the matter, ordinary people did not even know about it, and not many people should have been exposed to it.
Infected person."
Mo Xiao was a little surprised. The Demon Spirit Alliance's handling method was much better than he thought. Not only did they not let the infected people come into contact with the crowd, they also isolated them in time, which greatly reduced the risk of contamination and spread.
"Everyone did a great job." Mo Xiao had a smile on his face, and his tone was like a leader inspecting the work, "Now take me to have a look."
The Wooden Prison is very large. Originally, some monsters who committed crimes were imprisoned here, but now those monsters have been transferred to other places in advance. Now the only ones left in the cell are infected people detected by the Monster Alliance.<
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Entering the first prison, there are two unconscious monsters imprisoned here. There are many signs of fighting on their bodies. Both of them are seriously infected and have a strong desire for destruction. In order to subdue them, the law enforcers
There was a fierce battle with them, and both sides were injured.
Mo Xiao didn't talk nonsense. He squatted down and motioned for the mysterious pendant to absorb the pollution, and traces of black energy separated from the infected person. When Long Qinghong saw the black energy, a look of disgust suddenly appeared on his face.
However, at this moment, the infected person's closed eyes suddenly opened.