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2330 An unexpected person

The data body penetrates "tentacles" into an object, like peeling off cocoons, dismantling, interpreting, and transforming each of its tiny parts. This process of data transformation is something that not many people in the world can understand—let alone a person who has just

Where is the personality that was just split by Occidental and born into this world?

In the eyes of outsiders, Ji Shanqing just put his hands on the wall and closed his eyes.

Even if the ability owner wants to stop him out of instinct, it's too late now. He can't remove the wall, right?

Having said that, Qingjiuru still increased his vigilance and protected the gift bag with his body, guarding him against items or attacks that might be thrown into the stone wall at any time - when he glanced back for an unknown number of times,

Qingjiu Liu suddenly realized that the long and thin blank on the stone wall was rapidly shortening and disappearing like a rope that was gradually being swallowed up.

Did the master of the ability realize that something was wrong and changed his sense of time back?

If his sense of time slows down again at this juncture, it may mean that the master of the ability is about to——

Before he could even finish this thought, a black shadow suddenly broke through the night sky in front of him, threw out an arc behind him, and rushed towards the two of them. Kiyokuru clearly saw it coming, but when he waited

When he hurriedly raised the parasol, he realized that the thing had already passed him and went straight to the back of Ji Shanqing's head.

Even the shattered and broken air burst into laughter together, as if they knew they were too late.

Accompanied by a sour "plop" sound, the black shadow almost effortlessly penetrated into the back of Ji Shanqing's head and stopped. It was a straight metal arrow, and another section came from between his eyebrows.

When I poked it out, there was a moist, almost black reflection in the night.

"Gift package!"

Qingjiureu shouted involuntarily, and suddenly a layer of cold sweat broke out all over his body. At that time, countless thoughts rushed through his mind - Libao's body was actually dead; his sense of time really slowed down.

, that’s why he couldn’t stop the attack; the master of the ability had never taken out such a deadly weapon before, but now he has it, which means that he may have been connected with Xaltheus’ men; wait, he remembers Ji Shanqing

This body as written is just a shell...

"Ah," Ji Shanqing opened his eyes and turned his head towards Qing Jiuliu. The wet metal arrow between his eyebrows also turned around and pointed at him. "What's going on? There seems to be something on my face?"

Qingjiuru still held the parasol tightly with one hand and stared at him for a few seconds under the umbrella.

Ji Shanqing carefully raised his hand, fumbled twice on his head, and his fingertips landed on the tip of the arrow. He stared at his blood-stained fingertips, and then slowly stretched them to the back of his head - as if he had finally waited 100%.

After he was sure, he finally shouted belatedly: "Ah! Ahhh!"

"What are you afraid of? It's okay. It's okay." Qingjiuru reminded, "So you won't die even if your head is pierced?"

It's not too much to praise Ji Shanqing for being as timid as a mouse; he worked dutifully for a few more seconds before he finally calmed down and said: "No, it won't... This is just a shell I put on.

The data itself used to control my body cannot be harmed..."

"Stop giving hints to the master of the ability," Qingjiu Liu interrupted him, raised his chin towards the stone wall, and asked, "How is it?"

"Your method is good," Ji Shanqing nodded, and the metal arrow flickered, "In comparison, the energy I need to expend has indeed been greatly reduced - ah!"

Before he could react, Qing Jiuliu quickly retracted his hand and glanced at the metal arrow soaked in blood. He felt a little frightened himself, so he quickly raised his hand and threw it out. After the arrow was pulled out, Ji Shanqing's reaction at this moment

He looked even worse. There was a bleeding hole on his forehead. He still smiled triumphantly and said, "I caught his heel."

"What?"

Even if the ability master is listening to their conversation attentively at this moment, he probably doesn't have any means to deal with the data body - it's not unreasonable for Oasis to want Ji Shanqing's body so much.

"Every time you adjust and change the sense of time, it is a new instruction. And the way to implement this instruction and make it effective is through these stone walls. When one part of the stone wall is controlled by instruction A, the other part is controlled by instruction B.

When controlling, there must be an interruption between the two to distinguish..." Ji Shanqing took out a pack of tissues from somewhere and wiped the blood on his face while saying: "Do you know the nature of this distinction?

?”

"You're teaching me a lesson here," Qingjiuru urged, "Quickly tell me the key points."

Ji Shanqing took his time and wiped away the blood, wiped his hands again, and then placed a hand on the stone wall again. "Just talking is not enough, let me show you."

Qing Jiuli's gaze, along with his five white fingertips, fell on the large stone paintings.

The next second, like a plant growth shot played at double speed, a narrow gap emerged from under Ji Shanqing's fingertips, quickly piercing through the dense stone paintings, and tearing a gap on the wall.

A ditch without any pictures.

"After interpreting that blank space, I realized... that 'distinction' is nothing else, it is the initial and essential state of Shiqiang's ability." Ji Shanqing looked at the blank cracks under his hand and said:

"Whether you want to make a vase or a sculpture, you initially need a ball of clay... What I interpret is the original 'clay'."

"So to say……"

Qingjiuru took a few steps back, and the parasol handle fell on his shoulders; he raised his head and looked at the blank spaces one after another, climbing up the wall like vines, and in a moment the stone paintings were divided into pieces.

Bits and pieces.

The more blanks emerge, the faster the two people's sense of time is restored; the faster Ji Shanqing moves, the more blanks emerge from under his hands - soon it will no longer be said that blanks cut the stone paintings.

, because the stone wall is already full of large blanks, and there are almost no lines in the picture.

"With the original ability data as the standard, the next step will be easy." Ji Shanqing nodded and said, "I will just delete everything except this data."

After a pause, he turned his head and faced the stone wall and said: "If that ability user gives me a little more time to continue, I can even delete this ability from him in disguise -"

In this sentence, the ability master seems to have finally accepted failure.

Just like entering a trap suddenly and without warning, Qingjiuru felt as if he just blinked his eyes, and when he looked around again, the stone wall surrounding them disappeared.

The night fell low, and the alley came to an end and expanded into a spacious stone road. On both sides of the road were short stone buildings; at this moment, on the roof of the top floor of the building nearest to them, stood a The figure clung to the edge of the stone with both hands, as if someone had just punched him in the stomach.

"How could you..." The man gritted his teeth, his low voice being blown away by the night wind.

"You were the one hiding your head and tail just now?" Qingjiuru shouted, "To be honest, you don't have the artistic talent to hold a solo exhibition, so you still--"

Only halfway through speaking, the figure had already raised his arms high, and Qingjiuru immediately regretted it - medium and long-distance combat was his weakness, and Ji Shanqing was only worse than him.

However, just when he hurriedly raised his parasol and prepared to fight bravely, a crescent-shaped arc of light suddenly cut through the night, quickly spinning and reverberating into a thin, flat full moon; it shed a A thin galaxy-like light seemed to have just illuminated Qing Jiuliu's field of vision, but in the next moment, it had already cut into the neck of the figure, raising a cloud of blood mist on the dark rooftop.

"...Eh?" Ji Shanqing said blankly.

Qing Jiuliu quickly turned around, looked intently in the direction of the crescent moon arc, and immediately slapped Ji Shanqing on the shoulder, shouting: "Yu Yuan? It's Yu Yuan, it's really him!"

At this moment, the person who jumped down from a stone wall in the distance, with ink tattoos all over his body looming under the arc of the returning crescent moon, turned out to be Yu Yuan - he seemed to be injured, and he staggered a bit when he jumped to the ground, breathing heavily. Take a breath.

"When did you come back?" Even Ji Shanqing seemed to have some unexpected joy, asking repeatedly: "Sister, do you know? How did you come back? Did my method work?"

Before he could wait for the answer to his series of questions, he saw another head sticking out from behind the stone wall. The head first looked at Yu Yuan and saw that he was fine, then waved vigorously towards Qing Jiuliu and the other two: " Hey! I'm back too! Are you all doing well?"

"Yuan Xiangxi?" Qing Jiuliu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked behind him to find the third person - after all, Yuan Xiangxi's return meant that another person was also back. "Great, now ours The situation is like a puppet master..."

Before he finished speaking, his voice paused.

After Yuan Xiangxi also jumped off the stone wall, a third figure did appear on the wall - but how could the puppet master climb up from a wall with his own hands and feet?

Qingjiu stared at the person for a while, and when they approached, he couldn't help but ask: "Who is this?"

Yu Yuan was indeed injured, and you could see through the ink tattoo that his face was not pretty; Yuan Xiangxi held his elbows with both hands, rather than having any actual effect, it was better to say that he was making a show of it.

.

The stranger always kept a step or two away from them. I don't know if he was on guard or still had concerns and doubts. He stopped a few steps away from Qing Jiuli and the two.

"Oh, you don't know me,"

Yu Yuan took a breath, then straightened up, and whispered: "Let me introduce to you, this person's name is Wu Yiliu, he is a member of the organization under Alexius."


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