Chapter 612 Meeting Gift
"What the hell, is it really a ghost mocking the abyss?!"
Chen Ling's face suddenly became strange when she saw the dark shadows surging deep in the earth in the distance.
He should have thought long ago that the suicide ritual of the Jiangtian cultists was right in front of him. Since the "audience" intervened in the performance at this time, it was impossible for them to do it just for fun...
But they actually stole lungs and exchanged hearts, distorted the rituals of the Jiangtian cultists, and turned the originally designated "Sighing Wilderness" into the "Ghost Mocking Abyss"? !
In the gray world, whether the "Ghost Mocking Abyss" and the "Sighing Wilderness" are adjacent to each other, Chen Ling doesn't know... But in the world of mortals, with everything around them being shrouded in the "Sighing Wilderness", a "Sighing Wilderness" suddenly appears in the center. The intersection of the "Ghost Mocking Abyss" area with it is tantamount to an iceberg suddenly airborne in the raging sea of fire, turning the originally chaotic world of mortals into a world of ice and fire.
Of course, now that the intersection area of "Sighing Wilderness" is so large, it will definitely be difficult to compete with just a "Ghost Mocking Abyss"... But Chen Ling guessed that [Mocking] Disaster actually doesn't care about these at all, it doesn't even care about "Ghost Mocking Abyss" How many casualties were caused by disasters in the "Abyss"? After all, when it was in the Aurora Realm, these disasters were just sweet and delicious meat in its eyes.
The reason why it modified this ritual and created a "Ghost Mocking Abyss" in the "Sighing Wilderness" is most likely just to disgust the destruction of the "Sighing Wilderness".
This kind of behavior is like jumping on the dinner table where someone else is about to use their chopsticks, and suddenly pulls a big lump. It is not very harmful, but it is extremely insulting.
[Audience Expectation Value +3]
[Current expected value: 84%]
Under the gaze of those pairs of playful scarlet eyes, a large number of black shadows crawled out from the intersection of the gray world. They did not take a second look at the mortal residents on this street. Instead, after circling in mid-air for a moment, they swarmed towards The surrounding "Sighing Wilderness" rushes away, as if smelling something extremely disgusting!
When Chen Ling saw this scene, he couldn't tell whether the situation was good or bad for a moment... He shook his head helplessly and pulled Li Qingshan up from the ground.
"Brother Lin, you just killed that Jiangtian cultist with a wave of your hand...how did you do that? Was it a path skill?" Li Qingshan looked at Chen Ling's sleeves close at hand, and the scene just now appeared in his mind, and he couldn't bear to kept asking.
"No, that's the secret method of acting."
"The secret of drama?"
"It is the four secret techniques that are extended from the basic skills of drama... The one just now is [Sleeve Hands Move the Sky]. To put it simply, it is to resonate with the soul of the character and explode with amazing power in an instant."
"Sleep your hands to change the sky?"
Li Qingshan muttered these four words and was lost in thought.
"Let's not talk about this for now, Brother Li, you should get the medicine and go back quickly." Chen Ling glanced at the sky outside, "Now the disasters of 'Ghost Mocking Abyss' and 'Sighing Wilderness' are fighting each other. This neighborhood is The safest time... if you go back now, you won't encounter a disaster attack."
"Oh yes!"
Li Qingshan then remembered that he was here to get medicine for Kong Baosheng, and immediately started rummaging in the dark pharmacy.
He packed up all the medicines related to lymphoma. When he felt that it was not enough, he took a large amount of painkillers, antipyretics, antibiotics and other commonly used medicines, and then left a banknote on the cracked counter with his backhand.
“The waiters are all gone, why are you still paying?”
"Of course you have to pay for the medicine. It has nothing to do with whether anyone is there... If you don't give it, isn't it just stealing or robbing?" Li Qingshan answered matter-of-factly.
Seeing how serious Li Qingshan was, Chen Ling shook her head without saying anything and walked with him to the door of the pharmacy.
"Brother Lin, I'll leave first." Li Qingshan said seriously, "Be more careful."
"Um."
Li Qingshan took two steps and suddenly thought of something. He turned back to look at Chen Ling.
"What should I say if the director asks you why you didn't come back later?"
Chen Ling was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered that there was Wang Jincheng in the theater. He and Li Qingshan went out to get medicine, but only one of them came back in the end. It was really difficult to get over it...
Chen Ling pondered for a moment, "Just say, if there is a disaster on the road, you and I will run away separately."
"Okay, I know what's going on."
Li Qingshan nodded, carrying a large bag of medicine, and ran quickly towards the theater.
Chen Ling watched as his figure gradually disappeared at the end of the street. In the end, only he was left standing alone in red at this dilapidated intersection.
The sighing wind blew through the hem of his clothes, and Chen Ling rubbed the corners of her eyes helplessly.
"No one was left alive, and all the clues were broken... Now, where should we find those Jiangtian cultists?"
If Chen Ling left the theater before, it was purely because the [mocking] disaster was too annoying and he couldn't live in peace until the problem of the world's coming in the Sighing Wilderness was solved, then the situation now is completely different... [Mocking] The disaster made it so There was a huge movement. If Miushi was really summoned, he would probably be so angry that he would cut Chen Ling into pieces. Facing such a furious Miushi, even ten lives would not be enough for him.
No matter what, we cannot let the Jiangtian Sect be summoned to destroy the world, otherwise the day it comes will be when Chen Ling dies suddenly!
But the intersection of the gray world is so large that Chen Ling doesn't know where these Jiangtian cultists are. The only choice before him now is to search them bit by bit and rely purely on luck.
"Why doesn't this emperor's destiny come into play at the critical moment?" Chen Ling let out a long sigh.
"It would be great if I could let those Jiangtian cultists bump into my face..."
He stood at the crossroads and was about to choose a direction at random when a breeze blew across Chen Ling's cheek.
On the other side of the crossroads, in the opposite direction from where Li Qingshan left, black dance shoes inlaid with crystals stepped through the ruins and a pool of dried blood. A black dress was like rose petals fluttering in the wind, walking towards here lightly but firmly. .
She walked quietly, her hazy long hair blowing in the wind, as if she was not walking on ruins, but stepping on a red carpet, preparing for a grand performance.
Liu Qingyan, a letter girl, attended in her best attire;
The moment she saw that face, Chen Ling was stunned, as if she didn't expect to meet her here...
As Liu Qingyan was about to walk in front of her, Chen Ling came back to her senses and opened her mouth to ask something. The girl's gorgeous skirt suddenly swayed, and half of her blood-stained head fell out from under the skirt, gurgling. Falling in front of Chen Ling.
Liu Qingyan's delicate body suddenly trembled.
Chen Ling glanced blankly at the half-severed head on the ground, and then at Liu Qingyan who wished she could retract her head into the ground, and couldn't help but ask:
"This is……"
Liu Qingyan pursed her lips slightly, silently holding the half of the Jiangtian cultist's head in her hands and handing it to Chen Ling, not daring to look directly into his eyes.
She spoke a little embarrassedly,
"Yes...it's my meeting gift to Mr. Chen Ling."