Volume 18: The Flower of Withering Hell (57)
When talking about the green insect beast insect king insect eggs that exploded from time to time in Luo Cheng and Nangong Jue's dantian, Di Bingqiao couldn't help but get into the tent to check Nangong Jue's body.
There is not much spiritual power to maintain a small space. If the Blue Insect King is born, it will definitely consume most of the spiritual power here. If the space is accidentally collapsed, everyone will have to follow it!
Feng Rong and Mo Jiayi were waiting outside for Di Bingqiao's inspection results, and they were talking nonsense.
Mo Jiayi asked Lin Yingkong and Tao Youjing about whereabouts, and then fell silent. He turned his head and looked at the dark sky. His face looked blurred because of the backlight. Perhaps he was in a dangerous place but could not control the situation. He exuded an indescribable and depressed aura.
Feng Rong glanced at Mo Jiayi thoughtfully, and then said, "Are you not even your bodyguard nearby?"
The combat effectiveness of the demons in the second maturity period has been greatly reduced. With Mo Jiayi's identity in the supernatural and human world, it is normal to secretly bring a few more bodyguards to protect him.
Hearing Feng Rong's words, Mo Jiayi came back to his senses and shook his head, "I didn't contact them, maybe I was blocked from the space."
Feng Rong pondered, "Do you think the other party encircled us based on the scope?"
It was a full three kilometers that Mo Jiayi's bodyguard could not be further away.
Mo Jiayi showed some confusion, "There is a possibility...but I remember Miss Di has left on the surface. If it weren't for the scope, how could she still appear here?"
Their current situation is a bit like the soul being dragged into a separate and real personal realm. How is the soul staying here chosen? It can't be randomly chosen, right?
Feng Rong said: "I don't know either, but apart from Bingqiao and others, there are not one more or one less people in the camp."
Mo Jiayi asked him: "Can you and Assistant Lin confirm that there are not many people?"
This question is a bit strange, Feng Rong was puzzled, "There are thirty-one people going up the mountain, including the starring actors, extras and staff, isn't it right?"
Moga thought for a while, "There is no problem with the number of people, but is it definitely okay for the people?"
His question was a bit difficult to speak. Feng Rong paused for a moment before he understood what he meant and frowned, "Do you think the people lying here are not necessarily the people who went up the mountain?"
This is not impossible. When we just ordered the number of people, because it was still dark, we couldn't see the faces of most people in the tents clearly. Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong just calculated the number of people, especially the female comrades, who took a look and left directly, and did not dare to turn them carefully easily.
Mo Jiayi wanted to say something, suddenly, and a "bang" sounded behind him. Any unexpected situation at this time could make people nervous. Feng Rong and Mo Jiayi looked shocked, and at the same time turned to alert. Then they were surprised to find that Nangong Jue had woken up at some point, and pressed Di Bingqiao, who was helping him check his physical condition to the ground.
Because Di Bingqiao was checking the situation in his Dantian, Nangong Jue's clothes button was unbuttoned, his clothes were wide open, revealing his strong abdominal muscles. He pressed Di Bingqiao backhand to the ground with a cold face, and a terrifying anger erupted all over his body.
When Feng Rong and Mo Jiayi looked over, he also looked up, with cold eyebrows and cold eyes, which made Mo Jiayi and Feng Rong take a small breath of air conditioning.
——Nanggong Jue... is really awakened!!!
The moment the spiritual power exploded on the other side, Feng Rong and Mo Jiayi could already feel it - Nangong Jue, who was awakened after all, could actually reach the strength of level B. You must know that Zhu Mengtian, Fei Rong and other combatants in the field team of the General Office are just level B supernatural abilities!
Mo Jiayi himself was also wandering between B and B levels. Nangong Jue could not control his spiritual power now. He was almost taken a small step back by that force and was supported by Feng Rong in time.
His face was hard to look bad.
Feng Rong looked at Nangong Jue with deep thoughts and concerns.
There are also strengths and weaknesses between the same levels. Obviously, Nangong Jue's bloodline has an inherent overwhelming advantage.
Nangong Jue may not be very conscious at this moment, and his whole body felt a primitive and solemn feeling, like a beast awakened from his sleep, opening its fangs and waiting to tear the invader's throat.
Di Bingqiao was strangled by him and did not dare to move. She was ready to turn into a ginkgo tree once she found out that Nangong Jue had taken the opportunity to kill her.
Feng Rong did not dare to act rashly, but just spoke tentatively: "Nangong Jue?"
His voice alarmed Nangong Jue. He looked over vigilantly, his eyes covered with a dark layer of blood, and the black color was red.
Feng Rong felt that Nangong Jue’s appearance was not very good, and the imbalance between demonic nature and human nature was too obvious. Once demonic nature gained the upper hand, it usually took blood to catch it...
Feng Rong suddenly winked at Mo Jiayi.
Mo Jiayi was stunned for a moment before realizing that Feng Rong wanted him to appease Nangong Jue, and his eyebrows couldn't help but frown.
Feng Rong whispered: "If he fails to awaken, it will be too dangerous here."
The space itself is not big, and a few high-level creatures are scrambling together, and everyone is finished together in minutes.
Mo Jiayi also understood this principle, paused for a moment, and decided to try it.
When Mo Jiayi leaned over, Nangong Jue's whole body was tense for a moment, but perhaps because he felt that his aura was too familiar, Nangong Jue slowly relaxed a little.
Di Bingqiao, who was holding her breath, took the opportunity to adjust her posture. The movement was very mild but it still alarmed Nangong Jue. He suddenly closed his five fingers. Di Bingqiao's throat hurts severely, but he thought to himself that it was a tree and would not be suffocated to death.
Mo Jiayi froze and quickly bent down, moving in a less oppressive posture. He cleared his throat and tried to call out: "...Nangong Jue?"
Nangong Jue didn't move.
Mo Jiayi pursed her lips and shouted again: "Nangong?"
Nangong Jue reacted this time, and he did not continue to use force. Di Bingqiao took the opportunity to grab his hand and twist it, turned over and knocked him away, then rolled out of the tent. Nangong Jue let out an angry roar, but Feng Rong opened his fingers and the water flow instantly tied Nangong Jue like a rope.
Nangong Jue was furious and struggled hard. The water exploded. Feng Rong's expression turned cold. The scattered water quickly condensed into handcuffs, nailing Nangong Jue to the ground!
However, Feng Rong did not pursue the victory, but said, "Mo Jiayi!"
Mo Jiayi was stunned, then reacted and quickly walked to Nangong Jue's side, put his hand on his shoulder, "Nangong, we have no malicious intentions towards you, relax, I believe we will help you..."
After saying a few words like this, Nangong Jue slowly relaxed, but if Feng Rong and Di Bingqiao approached, he would still be emotionally unstable, which shows that Nangong Jue needed a space where he could fully master the rationality.
Feng Rong had no choice but to say, "Mo Jiayi, please stay with him for a while, Bingqiao and I will leave his sight first."
Mo Jiayi nodded, "Yes."
Feng Rong gave Di Bingqiao a look and the two walked away together.
When he was turning, Feng Rong looked back and Mo Jiayi was lowering his head to look at Nangong Jue. The two of them were looking at each other, and the light hit them, making a long shadow.
Di Bingqiao said in confusion: "Minister?"
Feng Rong turned around and said, "It's okay, how are you?"
Di Bingqiao touched his neck and tskated, "I almost got strangled to death by the Lord, but if his fans know about it, I guess everyone will say that he is true..."
Feng Rong frowned, "Are you not prepared at that time?"
Although Di Bingqiao is a logistics staff member in the field team of the General Office, she has also been professionally trained, at least much better than Ding Youlan's technical mate, why was she suddenly knocked down?
"It's one thing to be unprepared, and it's also a reason to be unable to escape," said Di Bingqiao's expression, "his bloodline suppressed me. At that time, his spiritual power was pressing over, and I couldn't move."
Although it only took half a second, that half second was enough to let Nangong Jue drop her down.
Di Bingqiao is a demon clan, and Nangong Jue is only a half-demon, but the level restraint between the demon clan and the demon clan is the most serious among all races. The mouse demon will tremble when he sees ordinary cats. Di Bingqiao's body is a ginkgo tree. The status of plant monsters in the demon clan is not high. Even if Di Bingqiao has lived for thousands of years, once he meets a high-level demon clan, he will have to kneel every minute.
"I still can't feel what kind of monster he is." Feng Rongdao.
Di Bingqiao silently took out a blood-taking needle from her sleeve, and a drop of bright red blood was hidden in the thin glass bottle. She got it against time when Nangong Jue overwhelmed her.
She said: "After you are completely awakened, it should be easy to analyze."
Feng Rong glanced at it and nodded, "Well done."
Di Bingqiao immediately prepared to do an experiment and analysis.
Feng Rong suddenly called her, "Mo Jiayi...What do you think of him?"
"Hmm?" Di Bingqiao was puzzled, "Is there anything wrong with him?"
Feng Rong pondered and shook his head, "Nothing."
On the other end, in the tent, Nangong Jue was locked in his limbs by ice. Perhaps the temperature of the ice made his boiling blood gradually cool down. With Mo Jiayi beside him, the red light in his eyes slowly retreated.
"Mo Jiayi?" he spoke in a hoarse voice.
Mo Jiayi was sitting next to him, closing his eyes to rest. He opened his eyes when he heard this and looked at him with a scrutiny look, "...well."
Nangong Jue raised his eyes, looked at him for a moment, and did not speak.
Mogayi's expression gradually became confused.
"I feel like something is wrong..." Nangong Jue's consciousness was a little confused, "What did I do just now?"
Mo Jiayi said lightly: "Nothing."
"Really?" Nangong Jue murmured, "But the look you looked at me... so strange."
Mogayi frowned, "You've read it wrong."
Nangong Jue suddenly turned over and pushed him down on the sleeping bag on the ground.
Mo Jiayi was shocked, and then he realized that the other party had unknowingly broke free of the ice. He wanted to push Nangong Jue away, but the half demon after awakening was stronger than him and pressed him to death.
Chapter completed!