Looking at Bai Ling silently.

Qingguang suddenly smiled coldly: "Human?"

"Think carefully about it. How are you human now?"

He took two steps forward. Although he looked calm and composed, he was actually more alert than anyone else. "Pale skin, a heart that doesn't beat, a cold touch... such a person still calls himself a human being. Who do you think would believe it?"

"I saw Wang Wei coming towards you with a knife in hand, right? What do you think would be the first reaction of a man like that after seeing someone like you? He would definitely draw his knife towards you, right? Even if you had used some means to convince him, he certainly didn't completely believe you. Once there was something wrong with you, he would definitely put his knife to your neck without mercy."

Qing Guang said softly: "He is that kind of person. He will not believe in anything other than what he believes. So how can he treat you as a human being? He will definitely give you preferential treatment and ask you to do certain things for him. It seems to be a reward, but it is actually surveillance. Even if you have made enough contributions, he will kick you away without hesitation if necessary..."

"You would believe what such a madman says?"

When saying these words, Qingguang seemed deeply touched.

Bai Ling just looked at him silently.

He knew a little about the past story of the leader of the Nine-Headed Divine Religion and Wang Weizheng.

That was when Wang Wei was still young and hadn't even joined the Countermeasures Bureau, and the Nine-Headed Divine Religion hadn't been officially established yet...

However, because these things are too personal and private, there are basically no reports or records of them in the diary.

But there is no doubt about one thing - the former Qingguang to Wang Weizheng is probably equivalent to the current Deputy Director Qi.

After a long while, Bai Ling said in a gentle voice: "I don't care about the grudges between you and Director Wang. Time is the most ruthless master. Under its sharp knife, any entanglement and obsession will eventually turn into a handful of yellow earth."

"I just know now that if you want to take something from this place, you have to be prepared to die here."

With these light words.

The fog spread like a dragon, filling the entire basement!

It was only a blink of an eye, but Qingguang felt that everything in front of him was a little blurry.

Damn it!

After cursing inwardly, Qingguang took half a step back.

At the same time, he shouted to the side: "Do it!"

As his voice fell.

The man in the black suit standing a few meters behind him did not hesitate, took out a dagger from his pocket, and stabbed the young man in his arms fiercely! His movements did not pause at all, as if the moment he heard Qing Guang's order, his instinct overwhelmed his rational thinking, and he followed the rules more than the most sophisticated machinery! Watching this scene, Bai Ling was not surprised at all.

He lifted his sleeves slightly, and it was as if the dark fog had materialized and brushed past his cuffs, rushing to the front of the man in the black suit with a pressure that was no less than that of a raging storm, and knocked the dagger out of his hand! With a "ding-dong" sound, the silver dagger fell to the ground, and the gray-white handle was hidden in the misty environment, as if it had completely disappeared.

Then, the thick fog turned around and hit the chest of the man in the black suit. The powerful impact even left a mark on his suit, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound, and the whole person flew out! The young man in his arms fell down, but before he hit the ground, Bai Ling controlled the white fog to roll him up and put him down safely.

Then he suddenly turned around and instantly met Qingguang's eyes! In just less than two seconds, Qingguang sprinted dozens of meters away, taking advantage of Bailing's momentary distraction when he needed to focus on the person next to him, and leaned forward in an instant!

Sensing that Bai Ling's attention had returned, Qing Guang did not hesitate and hid the dagger, which was no different from the one in the black suit before, in the track of his right hand and went straight towards Bai Ling's lower abdomen!

His speed was not too fast, at least faster than Qi Guang and possibly Song Qingci. But he chose the right time, sprinting just when Bai Ling's consciousness was slightly distracted, and his rhythm happened to be during the moment when Bai Ling lost consciousness.

By the time Bai Ling came back to his senses, the cold light of the dagger was almost in front of him! However, the pause in the sea of ​​​​consciousness was infinitely prolonged.

In a split second, Bai Ling found the perfect angle to dodge.

He slightly turned half his body to let the dagger brush past his side. His black windbreaker brushed against his green hair, just like a crow's wings brushing against a mouse's head.

At the moment when the two people passed each other, the green light was close to the ground, leaving a long gray shoe print.

He turned around instantly, looked up from the bottom, and looked directly into Bai Ling's eyes again!

Only this time, his eyes were flashing with a red-gold light like the sun, like lava flowing in a mountain pass, suddenly exploding under the thunder of lightning!

Dreamy rays of light were scattered in the mist. If an ordinary person looked into the green light now, his spirit would be greatly shocked, and he would be in a trance for a long time and unable to recover!

However, Bai Ling simply turned his head, his eyes fixed directly on the green light.

"I am not a human being," he said quietly, "your sight has no effect on me."

Damn it! Hearing this, Qingguang couldn't help but curse inwardly.

Sometimes you are a human, sometimes you say you are not a human. Your racial identity is flexible and has a bottom line, right?! As long as it is beneficial to you, will you still say you are a Cybertronian?! But it doesn't matter.

Anyway, this is just a little sleight of hand.

After a flash of crimson light, Qingguang suddenly took out a thick black thing from his arms and pulled the trigger at Bai Ling!

Some invisible bullet shot out from the muzzle of a gun sprayed with flames, roaring through the air, with an unstoppable mysterious force in its kinetic energy, tearing through the thick fog in front of Bai Ling in an instant!

There are three bullets in total, and they are fired from different angles, forming an impenetrable encirclement. No matter where Bering dodges, there should be no loopholes!

Qingguang originally thought so.

But he soon discovered that Bering had found a perfect angle and easily dodged the network of bullets.

Two of the bullets barely touched him, and one grazed his skin, but that was all.

Fuck me...! Qingguang felt so powerless for the first time.

In the past, he relied on his ruthlessness, mental shock and super fast combos, and almost no one could break through him in the first time. Although he might not be able to kill him, at least he could injure the opponent.

But this set of tactics was almost useless to Bering.

An enemy like him who can guess his attack methods in advance is the type with the worst compatibility with Qingguang!

Although it looked like he had used a set of fancy combos, Qingguang knew that he had not even broken Bai Ling's defense!

How the hell can we fight this?! However, what Qingguang didn't know was that Bai Ling was also surprised.

'That gun, there's something wrong.'

He stared at the black pistol in Qingguang's hand, thinking thoughtfully: "It's very strange, it tore through my mist so easily, this shouldn't be the case. Even if it's a sniper rifle, it can't penetrate in front of me so easily..."

And the place where I was scratched by the bullet still hurts a little.

This kind of pain does not act on the body. You have to know that Bering is basically an inorganic body now and cannot feel the existence of pain at all.

However, the moment the bullet pierced his skin, he felt a long-lost pain.

This is probably... a wound to the "soul".

If he had not been able to explore the future unlimitedly in the sea of ​​consciousness and had not barely found a perfect angle, Bai Ling might have really fallen here this time.

Once a bullet penetrated his skin, the damage it caused was very difficult for Bering to endure. In the future of the Sea of ​​Consciousness, Bering experienced a little bit of it, and tears almost flowed out of his eyes because of the pain.

So he decisively gave up his plan to confront Qingguang head-on.

Looking at the gun, Bai Ling couldn't help but fall into deep thought: "No, this thing is too dangerous. A weapon that can affect the soul, once Qingguang knows that it has special meaning to me, then the follow-up will definitely be very troublesome."

I need to grab this thing and see what is going on.

Thinking so.

Bai Ling's hands were on the coffin lid.

"I'm sorry," he said, his voice a little guilty, "but this is a crucial moment."

"If you don't take care of that guy here, your body will be desecrated. So I think this method is more decent."

"Besides, I think if it were you, you would probably understand what I am doing now. After all, they are the villains who want to use 'Build Speed' to create chaos again."

As he spoke, his fingers groped and pierced the joints of the coffin with his nails.

And gently lifted up a tiny gap.

Soon, thick fog poured into the coffin, condensed and formed from the inside, and gradually filled everything inside the coffin.

Then, in the next moment, the coffin board was suddenly pushed up! The heavy coffin board flew in the sky, and in Qingguang's dull eyes, it fell down fiercely towards him!

What a sinister method!

Qingguang couldn't help but want to curse. That bastard prophet just said that this senior was a hero, but the next second he opened the coffin lid! How dare you guard the grave for others?! Qingguang barely avoided the impact of the coffin lid, and at the same time, he felt a little numb.

The coffin lid looks really thick, and my bullets may not be able to penetrate it.

Now that the other party has this thing and uses the mist as a shield, Qingguang feels that he really has no way to deal with this iron turtle.

What should I do? Should I run away?

He looked at the coffin that was almost exposed to the air, and felt a little reluctant.

etc.

Air?

After smelling the odor in the basement, Qingguang's face changed the next second.

He yelled at Bai Ling, "Prophet, you bastard, you actually set fire!!"

"What do you want to do by setting fire to the basement?! Isn't this the hero's tomb of your predecessor?! Are you setting fire now to burn everyone to death, or do you want us to suffocate to death and be buried with the corpse?!"

Facing Qingguang's rage, Bai Ling just said calmly: "I don't need to breathe."

Of course I know this! A head popped out from the coffin. Qingguang looked at his left hand, which had gathered the mist in his hand and began to compress the surrounding air to create a whirlwind, and the crystal clear test tube in Bering's right hand, which looked like a red crystal. His scalp was numb.

This guy is so shameless!

Flexible moral boundaries, flexible racial identities, and now flexible ways of worship.

You fucking bitch!!

Qingguang couldn't help but want to curse again.

But soon, he felt the temperature around him rising rapidly, and the entire basement slowly turned into an "oven".

No, we can't stay here any longer!

Qingguang made up his mind immediately to run away! He couldn't stand too high a temperature. If he stayed in a high temperature environment for too long, it would have a great impact on his consciousness and body.

Once the effects accumulate, he will most likely lose consciousness and fall into Bering's hands.

Once it falls into that guy's hands, it will be troublesome! No matter how greedy you are, it is not as precious as life! Now it seems that he can't get "Jiansu". But it's good this way, at least he knows that Jiansu will fall into the hands of the prophet.

For the rest of the time, you just need to keep an eye on the prophet, and you don't need to worry about the Countermeasures Bureau for now.

Thinking this in his mind, Qingguang bent down and lowered his center of gravity.

Before coming here, he had already built a map of the entire basement in his mind and thought about how to escape if he encountered trouble.

As for the black suit, it doesn’t matter what that guy looks like.

Anyway, he is just a piece of trash that can be discarded after use. Even if the prophet catches him, he can't get anything out of his mouth.

After all, he was just a "believer".

With this in mind, the green light retreated stealthily and quickly.

However, before he could walk far, Bai Ling chuckled and said, "Want to leave?"

"I've said before that I'll give the people of the Nine-Headed Divine Religion a little gift. Now that Lan Kong has accepted it, it should be your turn."

"Isn't it a bit disrespectful to leave without accepting the gift?"

The words fell.

A thick fog whirlwind wrapped in flames flew past his side, like a burning dragon of fire, roaring and circling, as powerful as a meteor! Qing Guang rolled to the side and avoided the impact of the whirlpool of flames.

How difficult! He couldn't help but curse inwardly.

Fortunately, my speed was not too slow, and the opponent's vortex could not keep up with me. Although the prophet could judge his direction in advance, the battlefield was changing rapidly, and short-term prediction was basically useless...

Just as he was thinking this.

The next second, Qingguang suddenly heard the sound of glass breaking.

Hmm? Following the sound, Qingguang's pupils shrank slightly when he saw what was shattering on the ground! That was... the bottles and jars that were placed on the wooden shelf before! The prophet's attack just now was not just aimed at him, but mainly to smash these jars and get the contents... out!

Soon, the green liquid flowed all over the ground.

Before long, the things sealed in the jars opened their eyes again, their scarlet eyes looming in the shadows, like demons buried deep in hell gathering to watch for the evildoers who were tempted! A faint rustling sound echoed throughout the basement, a slippery body clung to the wall, something hissed and swam towards them quickly...

When Qingguang heard these voices, he felt sick all over.

It was as if he had met his natural enemy. His whole body seemed to be petrified and he couldn't move at all.

When those things emerged from the shadows, Qingguang finally saw the creatures that he had been so fascinated with before but now was so afraid of.

"snake".

This is his natural enemy and also the “cocoon” he needs if he wants to achieve greater things.

However, at this moment, when these things rushed towards him, Qingguang's scalp still felt numb and his whole body was covered with goose bumps!

He bit his tongue hard without hesitation, and he became more sober.

But snakes crawl very fast. It didn't take long before a snake wrapped around his arm, raised its head high, and bit Qingguang's arm fiercely! This bite made Qingguang lose his mind. He shook his wrist violently, and even the pistol slipped from his hand and fell to the ground without knowing it.

He just felt terrified now.

Because Qingguang knew very well that the snake was not the only thing he needed to care about right now. The insidious prophet was still watching him from behind! No, I had to give something up! Gritting his teeth, Qingguang suddenly pressed his right hand on his left arm.

Then use force to tear it off!

In a cloud of blood-red smoke, the snake lost its target and could only crawl in the blood-red smoke with its head raised high.

Three seconds later.

Bering stepped on the scarlet smoke and bent down to pick up the pistol from the ground.

He shook his head and said calmly: "He cut off his arm to survive, and he was seriously injured."

"In the short term, Qingguang will probably not show up again."

"However, this does not mean that he is no longer in danger. In fact, the green light hidden in the darkness is not much simpler than it is now."

As he spoke, he glanced at the man in the black suit next to him: "What do you think?"

Next second.

The surging mist rolled up and wrapped around the neck of the man in the black suit, like a pair of pliers-like hands, pressing on the man's neck and slamming him hard against the wall.

“Ahem…”

The man in black suit's limbs were locked in the mist, and he was lying in the middle of the wall with his arms and legs spread, looking extremely painful.

Bering put down his pistol and looked up at the black suit that was imprinted on the wall like a crucifixion.

"Xu Shangong has been committing no fewer than ten murders in the name of the Nine-Headed Divine Religion over the past ten years, and has even planned more than three terrorist acts..."

With his left hand in his windbreaker pocket and his phone in his right hand, Bai Ling chuckled as he read the message sent to him by the Web Weaver. "You are no less a scum than those false gods you believe in."

"You have been at large for so long, and have been exploited by those monsters for so long. It is time for you to pay your debt."

The mist tightened little by little, like a white silk wrapped around him. Xu Shangong felt like he was suffocating and his face turned red.

But he couldn't do anything.

The fog had locked his limbs shut. Let struggling alone, he could hardly even move a finger.

Since it is a punishment, of course it has to last longer.

Bai Ling no longer looked at Xu Shangong who was having difficulty breathing, but turned to look at the young man on the ground.

This young man had just been knocked unconscious by the man in the black suit and the green light, and had even been nearly killed by the green light before, acting as a medium to distract Bai Ling.

Now that I think about it, if it wasn't Bai Ling who came, he would probably be in great danger.

After a pause, Bai Ling put the guy on the platform next to him, ignored him, and turned to look at the ground on the side.

Look at those snakes swimming in the red smoke.

"Looks like it's time to do some... spring cleaning."

Bai Ling said.

It would be extremely rude not to clean up the mess you made in someone else's place.

So far, all the chapters owed since the release of 7 have been paid off. From now on, I will basically update three to four times a day, not six times a day.