Chapter 86 The main one is here 1
When the guards in the corridor saw the fog rushing towards them, they subconsciously tried to stop and defend themselves, but their movements were a little slow, as if they were deliberately making way for Lin Yao.
Lin Yao knew clearly that it was the warden who was letting the guards off.
But he also knew that these people had to pretend to be trying their best to stop it, otherwise it would be difficult to explain to their superiors.
The weapons of two people were just swung into the air when they were caught in the milky white mist and thrown against the wall with a "clang".
Lin Yao did not stop, and made the mist a little angular, drawing a bloody mark on their arms.
Not deep, but enough to leave a wound, proving that they had fought hard.
The two men groaned and fell to the ground, their expressions showing a sense of relief.
He knew in his heart that during the holographic communication in the square just now, the warden looked at Ye Bingzong with dissatisfaction.
Now the alarm is blaring, but the guards are just pretending. The answer is obvious.
But he had to leave a way out for these people. Since these people had done him a favor, he had to pave a way out for them.
The real trouble is not the people, but the White Tower's preset defense program.
“Beep—beep—”
A sharp buzzing sound suddenly mixed with the shrill alarm sound, and the vents at the top of the corridor began to emit light green gas with a sweet and fishy smell of toxins!
"Poison gas! Put on your mask!"
The guards were suddenly panicked and had no time to stop them. They frantically reached for the gas masks around their waists, moving as fast as if they were running for their lives.
What seemed to be a tight defense line just now suddenly turned into chaos.
Lin Yao's fog ball suddenly expanded and condensed into a thick milky white barrier around Ye Heng, isolating the poisonous gas from outside.
He looked down at the tightly wrapped person in his arms, and his voice came through the mist: "Don't be afraid!"
As he spoke, he controlled the golden-red mist to rush towards the ventilation vent. The mist penetrated into the grille as if it had life, and forcibly cut off the poison gas transmission pipe.
The light green gas dissipated instantly, leaving only the hissing sound of a burst pipe.
After the poison gas was resolved, the alloy door in front suddenly began to descend, trying to block the only way out of the seventh floor.
The fog that enveloped Ye Heng suddenly accelerated. The moment the door closed, the golden-red fog condensed into ferocious beast claws, carrying a rage that wanted to tear everything apart.
It pierced the center of the alloy door fiercely, and then the only sound in the air was "rip!"
The harsh sound of metal tearing hurt the eardrums. The heavy alloy door was torn in the middle, and the twisted steel plate was like crumpled paper.
Lin Yao took Ye Heng through the door. The door behind them was completely stuck in the track, and the motor made a desperate whimper.
"There are still six floors." Lin Yao's voice was wrapped in fog, adding a bit of crazy heat.
He could feel Ye Heng in his arms moving slightly, as if in response.
That's enough.
The remaining six floors seemed to be just for show.
The golden-red mist opened a path ahead, and upon encountering the alloy door, it condensed into a giant hammer, smashing a hole with a "bang" sound.
When it hit the defensive electric grid, the milky white mist turned into a shield, wrapping Ye Heng and passing through it directly.
All that was left behind was the crackling power grid and black smoke.
As soon as the preset poison gas nozzles moved, they were frozen into ice blocks by the icy blue mist, and even the alarm sounded as if it was seeing them off.
Lin Yao's movements became faster and faster. The fog surged with the momentum of destroying the world. When he rushed through the negative second floor,
He suddenly spoke, his voice wrapped in mist and drifting towards his arms:
"How about I tear off that page of your family tree when we get out later?"
Ye Heng chuckled softly in the fog, his voice hoarse with joy:
"It's okay to tear the whole thing off."
Lin Yao suddenly laughed out loud, and the mist surrounding him trembled, causing the golden-red mist that served as his weapon to ripple with joy.
"You are really a filial son."
Ye Heng responded softly, tapping the mist lightly with his fingertips, as if tapping his forehead.
The basement level is right in front of you.
From the time the holographic projection was destroyed to the moment they were about to rush out of the White Tower gate, no more than ten minutes had passed.
The discussion on Starnet is in full swing.
Meanwhile, in the White Pagoda Square, Ye Bingzong was holding his chest and gasping for breath, watching the chief guard slowly dispatching personnel.
That perfunctory look made him furious, but before he could lash out, he saw a milky white mist burst through the gate and landed steadily in the center of the square.
The fog covered Ye Heng completely, not even the corner of his clothes was visible, and the place where the fog stopped seemed to be examining him.
Starnet comments filled the screen, filled with anxious urging:
【Why did you stop? Go!】
[Oh my god, don't delay here, the Ye family will react soon! ]
[Why are you stopping in front of Ye Bingzong? Run!]
[I'm so anxious! Please don't let anything go wrong at this time! ]
【Hurry up! If you don't leave now, support will come! 】
Ye Bingzong's heart skipped a beat, and when he saw that the warden was still hesitating, he realized belatedly that he was panicking.
She screamed, "Guards! Where are the guards?! Come and protect me!"
"Stop him!"
The guards finally reacted and rushed forward with energy guns.
The golden-red mist was like a wielder, transforming into several whip shadows that lashed out with a sound of breaking through the air.
The guards seemed to be grabbed by an invisible giant hand and were instantly blown away, falling to the ground without a sound.
He rushed straight towards Ye Bingzong, and the mist suddenly split into a wisp of ice blue, like a nimble water snake, which wrapped around the family tree in the other's arms as fast as lightning.
Ye Bingzong held the family tree tightly and refused to let go, but the ice-blue mist suddenly tightened, with an irresistible force, and snatched the family tree from his arms with a "xiu".
“How dare you—!”
Ye Bingzong was so angry that he was shaking all over. He watched the ice-blue mist holding up the family tree unfolded in the air, and he was so anxious that he kept jumping up and down.
"That's the Ye family's century-old genealogy! If you dare to touch it, I'll make it impossible for you to take a single step on Central Star!"
The ice-blue mist turned a deaf ear to everything and just slowly flipped the pages, making a rustling sound.
It wasn't until he turned to the page with Ye Heng's name on it that the mist paused, as if for confirmation, for two seconds before clearly pinching the edge of the page.
"Ye Heng!" Seeing that his threat was ineffective, Ye Bingzong suddenly turned towards the white mist and shouted at the top of his voice.
"Are you just going to watch him act like this? That's the family tree with your name engraved on it! Do you still have eyes for me, your elder? Stop it now!"
There was no response from the fog. Ye Heng didn't even lift his eyelids, as if he hadn't heard the angry shout. He simply stroked the fog with his fingertips, as if to encourage the person holding him.
Tear! Tear it as you like!
Ye Bingzong was responded by a crisp "ripping" sound.
The ice-blue mist tore the page of paper completely off the family tree, and then, as if Ye Bingzong was provoking Ye Heng, he pinched and shook the page.
With Ye Bingzong's eyes bloodshot, he pulled it hard, tore it into pieces, and threw it into the air. The shredded paper swirled in the wind, sounding like a mockery.
Immediately afterwards, flames burst out of the golden mist, burning the fragments into ashes, and even a corner of the remaining family tree thrown back to Ye Bingzong's feet was burned.
That’s not all.
Following Ye Bingzong's roar: "My crutch!"
His rosewood cane, a symbol of his family's authority, had been broken in half by the golden-red mist, with burnt smoke still emitting from the broken end.
He wanted to call Ye Heng's name again, but he saw that there was no sound in the white mist. It was obvious that it was determined to follow this unknown thing.
Lin Xue was so frightened that her face turned pale and she hid behind Ye Bingzong, trembling.
The milky white mist shifted slightly, and Lin Yao's gaze fell on her.
He is not a petty person, but some accounts must be settled.
Back then, the Lin family teamed up with Lin Xue to leave her spiritual power in Ye Heng's body to plot against him, and that account has not yet been settled;
This time she comes here to cause trouble again, trying to stand next to Ye Heng. Does she really think he doesn't exist?
Especially when she thought of the name she almost called out just now, Lin Yao became furious.
Okay! Lin Yao admitted that he was a little petty sometimes. There were some names that only he, Lin Yao, could call them in this life.
Before Lin Xue could react, a golden-red mist condensed into a palm and slapped her left cheek with a "pa" sound.
The crisp sound of slaps echoed in the square. Lin Xue screamed and fell to the ground, covering her face.
Before she could recover, another golden-red mist condensed into a palm and slapped her right cheek with precision, with the same force as the left, making it symmetrical.
He then knocked Lin Zhixiong over.
The Star Network barrage exploded again instantly:
【!!! He hit me! He really hit me!】
[It's a bit rough, but why do I feel relieved? ]
[Why didn't the Lin family think of today when they were plotting against the Marshal? ]
Well done!
Lin Yao then retracted the mist, and the stuffiness caused by the possessiveness in his heart finally dissipated.
Anyway, I'm here!
After beating Lin Xue, the milky white mist paused.
The next second, the mist condensed into a hand with a raised middle finger, which was waved in front of the Ye family and onlookers, and then it turned around and left with Ye Heng wrapped in it.
Leaving behind a mess and a crowd of stunned people.
The real-time comments on StarNet instantly turned into a waterfall:
[The spirit has returned, right?... This is definitely Lin Yao coming back to take the Marshal away!]
[Apart from him, who else would go to such lengths for the Marshal... even tearing up the family tree]
Ye Heng is definitely willing, so who is that? Lin Yao! Even if Ye Bingzong shouts at the top of his lungs, it's no use.
[This isn't a case of kidnapping, it's clearly a two-way race. Please don't get in the way, Ye Family!]
[Goodbye, Marshal! No matter how you follow Lin Yao, you must be kind!]
【Goodbye! Be sure to be happy! 】
【Goodbye + 1】
【Goodbye+10086】
[Ten minutes... Bringing someone out of hell, what kind of fairy tale love is this!]
[That fog is full of dominance. As expected of Major General Lin, even... he still protects the Marshal like this.]
[The Ye family doesn't understand the relationship between them at all. Leave quickly and don't look back!]
Goodbye! Have a safe journey!
The mist carried Ye Heng farther and farther away, and soon he disappeared at the gate of the White Pagoda, leaving behind only the messy crowd in the square and the screen full of scrolling "Goodbye" with blessings on the Star Network.
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In the command center of the Red Shadow Base, the live broadcast screen occupied the entire wall, and the image of the golden-red mist fanning towards Lin Xue was infinitely magnified.
Bian Miao sat in front of the operating table, his fingers still hovering above the console, but the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably, and he quickly suppressed them.
If he laughed out loud and was seen by the royal executive nearby, he might cause trouble.
But when he caught a glimpse of the executive officer's livid face from the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but tremble his shoulders slightly.
The veins in the hand of the royal executive, clutching the scepter, were bulging and the knuckles were white.
Half an hour ago, he was standing in front of the big screen, giving a speech to the core members of the base who held official positions and military ranks:
"You can see clearly that Ye Heng has been controlled by the Ye family and trapped in the White Tower. This is the result of going against the family.
The Red Shadow is the Empire's Red Shadow, and a new leader will soon take over. You'd better face reality."
At that time, the screen was playing a scene of Ye Bingzong showing the family tree. He specifically asked the technical soldiers to make the picture clearer, just to make these old soldiers who were loyal to Ye Heng completely give up.
But now!
On the big screen, the figure in the milky white mist raised the middle finger and turned away, like a loud slap in the face.
Especially when they saw the golden-red mist fanning towards Lin Xue, a few uncontrollable voices were heard in the command center.
"This is simply nonsense!" The royal executive suddenly slammed his scepter to the ground, making a dull "dong" sound.
"A bunch of losers! They can't even defend the White Tower!"
Bian Miao lowered his head and pretended to debug the equipment, but he tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth.
He remembered what Lin Yao said before he left: "I will bring Ye Heng back."
Now it seems that Lin Yao not only did what he said, but also trampled on the face of the royal family and the Ye family.
The Star Network barrage on the big screen was still scrolling wildly, and in the command center, the eyes of those backbones who had originally been dejected gradually rekindled.
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The milky white mist carried Ye Heng into the contactor's hovercraft. The door closed with a "swish", isolating him from the noise of the outside world.
The man in the driver's seat said without even turning his head: "Mr. Lin, the route is fine. We'll be at the hiding place in fifteen minutes."
Lin Yao said "hmm" and controlled the mist to slowly dissipate, revealing Ye Heng's head.
The rest of his body was still covered in mist, as if he was still holding Ye Heng tightly, letting him lean against his arms, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the skin next to the wound on his shoulder.
The hover car started, circling between the tall buildings at a speed as fast as lightning.
The buildings outside the window were rapidly receding, but Lin Yao's gaze was suddenly caught by an ancient house in the distance, which was the old house of the Ye family.
The building that has stood for a hundred years now casts a long shadow in the sun, like a dormant giant beast.
"Look over there." Lin Yao pointed outside with a misty hand, his voice carrying a hint of careless cruelty. "Is there anything in your old house that you want to take away?"
Ye Heng looked in the direction he was looking at, his eyes expressionless: "No."
After a pause, he added,
"But some of my old clothes, daily necessities, and a few books left by my mother are still there."
Lin Yao paused, then suddenly smiled and lowered his head to whisper in his ear:
"How about going all out? If we can't take anything with us, it will all be destroyed."
He traced Ye Heng's earlobe, his tone unquestionable.
"Otherwise, after we leave, Ye Bingzong might do something strange again, such as taking Lin Xue to the old house, taking some photos and posting them on the Star Network.
Declaring to the public that she is your Ye Heng's wife, occupying your place and using your things, the thought of it makes me sick."
Ye Heng leaned in his arms: "It's up to you."
The hover car just turned a corner, and the sunlight slanted in through the window, falling on the overlapping position of the two people, giving them a layer of warm golden edge.
The person in the driver's seat pretended not to hear the conversation in the back seat, but silently increased the speed of the car.
Getting closer to the hiding place, and further away from those bad things.
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