It's over!

Duan Minghui, who was frightened, thought so. He was stiff and motionless for a long time. However, the imagined Yin Shen body was cut in half did not happen, and he did not even feel any pain.

What's going on? The Maoshan ancestor lost it? It's not true?

Duan Minghui looked up and down carefully, and there was no damage at all. The clone of the ancestor Maoshan disappeared after emitting a sword light.

"How is it? Did the enemy be killed by the ancestor?" Xiao A asked the old Taoist priest.

"The aura of the visitor suddenly lowered a lot, but it seemed that he did not suffer a heavy blow." Guo Laodao said uncertainly.

"How is it possible? Is the enemy actually more powerful than the ancestor?" Xiao A, who had been acting a little bit 2, said in a rare surprise.

"I don't know if it's an illusion, but I suddenly felt that the person coming seemed to have the aura of my Maoshan disciple. Could it be that some master from the sect came to joke with us?" Mr. Guo said in confusion.

"How is it possible? Didn't our righteous sects reach an agreement with the country long ago and must not break into the organization base privately, otherwise they would be dealt with as the invading enemy? How could the masters in your door make such a low-level mistake?" said a young man with long hair but in a suit.

"Maybe it is the master who has been living in seclusion in our sect. He may not know the agreement at all." Guo Laodao retorted.

"Okay, the enemy is bullying, and you are still discussing whether the other party is hostile. What a group of old stubborn sister. Sister Ping, let's see you!" Xiao A suddenly shouted at a camera on the wall.

"No problem, look at the power of my technology!" A girl's excited voice came from the wall, but she had a scent of two, just like Xiao A.

"The little girls nowadays are all broken by the island country's anime. Before using the ultimate move, they shouted, "Do you think you are Sailor Moon?" Duan Minghui on the opposite side complained, and then the area where he was suddenly isolated by an invisible powerful energy.

"Titanium-grade energy isolation, a veritable black technology, isn't it good? Don't worry, there are more fun next time." The little girl continued in an excited voice. Duan Minghui had already heard who she was, Zhang Pingping, a wheelchair girl who had not dealt with when he first came to the base. He remembered that Xue Yao introduced her to him at that time as the actual operator of the base's technology protection system.

Duan Minghui was like falling into mud, and it was like a bug surrounded by sticky pine resin. His movements were very difficult. "It can actually trap me in the Yin Shen body. The power of this technology cannot be underestimated!" Duan Minghui sighed. He raised his strength and moved to the edge little by little. But before he moved to the edge, a powerful energy shock wave passed through his body!

"It is found that energy invasion exceeds the upper limit of the host, which is highly dangerous! The mental protection function is automatically activated!"

The sound of No. 1 sounded in time, and the terrifying feeling that would be destroyed disappeared.

"No. 1, you are really my good baby. I really got you after a lot of luck. Tell me, you have saved me a few times. I really should thank you very much." Duan Minghui sighed and said to No. 1 of the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Would I count the number of times I have saved you, or say 'You're welcome'?" No. 1 said dumbly with a layer of unchanging electronic synthesized sound.

"Okay, you'd better shut up and protect the quiet." Duan Minghui said with a wry smile. He still had too high expectations for its intelligence. But this is good, so be at ease.

"How is it, Sister Ping, have you eliminated the invaders?" Xiao A asked to the monitor on the wall.

"My energy detector cannot detect specific external energy bodies from such strong energy fluctuations. Maybe you should ask the group of supernatural ones." Zhang Pingping's voice came from the microphone on the wall.

Xiao A turned his gaze to Mr. Guo, who could not help the street stall: "Don't look at me, my ability cannot be locked in his previous position. I can only vaguely feel his breath, and now I can't confirm his situation. But his breath seems to have not disappeared."

Xiao A turned his gaze to the young man wearing a suit and had long hair. The latter shook his head, "My school is good at Feng Shui geography. I look at Feng Shui, distinguish the dragon's cave, and find me in the yin house. But this kind of warlock fights between sorcerers asked me the wrong person."

Xiao A went to see the people in the superpower group again, and the people in the Taoist Dharma Group and the Science and Technology Group could at least feel the invasion of the enemy, but they still didn't know what happened. What kind of alien energy, Maoshan ancestor gods, they could neither see nor feel it. Soul perception is the weakness of their superpowers. In their opinion, it is simply that colleagues in the Taoist Dharma Group and the Science and Technology Group were just trying to fight against a big enemy in an empty room. Of course, even if they thought so in their hearts, they would not say it.

"Okay, do you have other sections? If not, it's my turn to come out." A sudden voice relieved the embarrassment of the members of the superpower group. However, they were also convinced that it was not the people from the Taoist Dharma group and the Technological Group that were scaring themselves, but that there was an invisible enemy invading!

Bang—Wow—Thuh—A small fireball, a water curtain, and a raser accurately hit the position where the sound was made. However, the people from the superpower group came out. The result was not beyond everyone's expectations, and nothing happened. Except for the fireball being extinguished by the water, the raser made the floor charred.

"I don't know what you want? You can see that you have no real malice towards us." Director Zhang, who has been protected by the crowd, pushed everyone away and walked in front of him, asking with a serious look on his face.

"I am a political person. I am really good at judging the situation and identifying people's hearts," Duan Minghui sighed, and some understanding of why the one who leads these unique abilities is just an ordinary person.

"What I want is just to prove my value. There is no hurry to do this, we can play a small game first." Duan Minghui said, snapping his fingers.

Everyone suddenly found themselves appearing on a sunny beach, with men and women running around and playing in swimsuits and swim trunks everywhere. Someone saw their group of people suddenly appear, and all the dressed and neatly dressed foreigners couldn't help but start pointing at them.

It doesn’t matter to everyone that the young people are still young. Those who are old but are a little embarrassed. I don’t know if they are being guided to watch or being embarrassed by those big girls who are only wearing bikini and have good figures.

"Hi, guys, why are you still wearing clothes when you come to the beach to play? There are free swimsuits available there, you can go there to change it." A warm white man with big belly walked up to them and introduced enthusiastically.

Everyone ignored him and just looked at him with strange eyes.

"What? I don't dare to beat you if you think you are foreigners? If you look at me with this kind of eyes, I swear that you will beat you up! ****! Good intentions are not rewarded!" The big-bellied man walked away cursingly.

Several young young people from the superpower group thought of using superpowers to teach him a lesson, but were stopped by Director Zhang.

"Don't you find it strange, do you?" said Director Zhang.

"This illusion is indeed realistic enough. I have never thought that the illusion can be so realistic." said Mr. Guo.

"No, I'm not talking about this. Do you understand what the man said just now?" Director Zhang shook his head and said.

"I understand, what's wrong?" Xiao A asked.

"How is your English proficiency?" Director Zhang suddenly asked an irrelevant question.

"What's wrong with watching the original soundtrack of American dramas?" Xiao A asked in confusion.

Mr. Guo, who was standing beside him, suddenly felt a little enlightened and asked uncertainly: "Xiao An, do you think the foreigner was speaking English?"

"Of course, what does foreigners speak without speaking English? Do they speak Mandarin?" Xiao A said angrily. She likes others to call her Xiao A, but this old man insists on calling her original nickname, Xiao An.

"But what I hear is pure Mandarin!" said Mr. Guo.

"No, what I heard was Jiangxi dialect." Nian Fengshui Master said.

"What I heard seemed to be half-English. The hi, guys at the beginning, and the **** at the back were Ying, but the others were strange. Why didn't I feel awkward when I heard him say it just now? I still felt quite natural-" a young young man from the supernatural group said.

"The extremely realistic illusion can unknowingly affect our language judgment ability, which is really good." Director Zhang shouted to the air.

"This is just an appetizer. Everyone will be separated for the next journey. I hope you can be mentally prepared." The man's voice sounded, and the scene darkened. When Director Zhang opened his eyes again, he found himself squatting on the ground and grabbing wild vegetables. He stopped in confusion, and just as he was about to stand up, he was hit hard on the back of his head.

"Dog, you're lazy! Dig it quickly, your brother and sister are still waiting for your wild vegetables to eat!" A peasant woman with a heavy accent in the mountains sounded.

His body stiffened and he slowly turned back in disbelief. Wasn't it the old mother who just passed away last year? But she is much younger now, with a yellow towel wrapped in her head, wearing an old floral coat, and a large backpack behind her back, with wild vegetables dug out of the two. Not many, because there are too many people digging wild vegetables.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you work soon? Your father went to dig a ditch on the mountain, your younger brother and sister are too young, so we are all relying on us and our mother at home. Mom knows you are tired, but there is nothing we can do..." Mom said while working. Director Zhang bent down and followed her mother, digging wild vegetables skillfully, but tears in her eyes flowed out unconsciously.

Half a day later, when he escaped from the illusion and returned to the base safety room, tears in his eyes were still flowing.

"Director Zhang." Someone was reminding him carefully. He turned his head to look, but it was Mr. Guo. He came to his senses, wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve, and looked at other subordinates in a panic, but found that they were crying or laughing, standing, sitting or lying, with their eyes closed, but they were still stuck in their own illusion.

"If he has malicious intentions, then wouldn't we let him slaughter now?" Director Zhang thought in horror, and then changed his mind, "No, if he really has evil thoughts, he doesn't have to move at all. As long as he makes some foot in our illusion, we may be killed by ourselves!" Thinking that if the old mother in the illusion let herself jump into the river to save her father who fell into the water and exchanged her life for her father's life, she would definitely not refuse. He felt a chill on his back.

"Who are you? What do you want? I think we need to have a good talk." Director Zhang said to the air.

The light of the lighting on the wall suddenly became distorted, and a large area of ​​light turned into darkness. Then a light man appeared on the dark background, unable to see his face clearly.

"What do I want? It's very simple. I just want to make a fair deal with you." Guangren said.
Chapter completed!