134/Seven Streams

Although Lu Yan stayed in the spiritual space for a long time, it was only a moment for the real flowing time.

But being in the same place again, still gave him a sense of change like the vicissitudes of life.

Zong Yan saw him. At the same time, he also saw Lu Yanshen's sword.

Almost without thinking, Zong Yan hugged Lu Yan subconsciously, turned around in an instant, and protected Lu Yan under his own wings.

Zong Yan snorted.

Michael's holy sword stabbed his butterfly bone, and bright red blood poured out like magma, emitting a faint orange light.

This side was empty, and the fire was flourishing in an instant.

The fire was burning, and half of the sky was as bright as day.

Zhou Qiming covered his eyes, but he still couldn't hold back and shed tears.

The fiery flames did not burn anyone, but only melted the arrows shot by Lu Yan. The tail of each arrow is engraved with the name of Listening.

In half a minute, the fire here was extinguished.

Bai Qiu  looked towards the center of the fire source, and there was no trace of 07 and the pollutants that suddenly appeared.

His body was covered with scorch marks, and every movement made it painful. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should be lost or the happiness of the rest of his life. After all, his cage is almost ready.

More than half of the feathers on Michael's back had fallen off, leaving only half of his fleshy wings, exuding the aroma of New Orleans grilled wings.

He picked up the Pope from the ground and said anxiously, "Who still needs the medicine? The Pope's burn is too serious."

Yanbei coughed twice: "The Pope's talent has a strong self-healing ability. If you leave the source of pollution, you will be healed soon."

Yuan Chen was sullen, staring at the burning grass on the ground, not wanting to speak.

Zhou Qiming climbed out of the soil and added a "repair ability up" buff to everyone around him.

He tried to get his own knife, but the knife passed through the palm of his body and fell vertically to the ground.

Zhou Qiming said strangely: "The degree of virtuality is so high? Am I one step closer to my dream of becoming an intelligent AI?"

Virtualization ‌a very specific lesion orientation. It is speculated that, with complete lesions, pollutants will not be found in the body, but will be present in the network. Food has also changed from real meat to virtual "souls", similar to the brain flowers of the kingdom of God.

This battle was fought terribly, and at such a terrible price, Tian Qi couldn't claim to have won.

Bai Qiu  sat on the ground, took out the tranquilizer from his arms, and took two sips: "07 is so difficult to deal with. What about 01 and Lu Zhi?"

Zhou Qiming replied: "No one has ever seen Lu Zhi make a move. But according to his talent, Lu Zhi's combat effectiveness may not be strong."

Bai Qiu shook his head slightly: "Don't underestimate women. Moreover, among the top pollutants, the only woman with the biological **** is female. If it were weak, the slaughterhouse would have been occupied by the butchers below. Pollutants have no respect. ‌The virtue of loving children."

After a short flight, Lu Yan's foot stepped on the ground again.

He has no wings, but he has flown in the sky many times. Michael's flying skills were poor, and he was worried that he would fall off at any time; Tang Xun's flight was fast and steady; in Zong Yan's arms, it was easy to get burned.

His temperature is too high.

Here is the top of a residential building, the people in the community have been evacuated, and the nearest safe point is also some distance away.

It's already morning. Unfortunately, the sun did not rise. The sky was still shrouded in a faint blood.

Zong Yan let go of his hand and let out a light breath.

Excessive use of talent made him feel hungry.

It is said that domestic violence only occurs 0 and countless times. As far as pollutants are concerned, eating meat pigs is the same. This is engraved in the genes, stemming from the desire for energy.

And Zong Yan had already eaten it, when he became ‌07. Although he didn't want to think about it. Like a dog, he licked the bloodstains left in 01's palm.

As long as he wanted to, he could bite Lu Yan's neck at any time. Slim, fresh, undefended, Lu Yan.

"Doctor." Zong Yan took a step back and said, "Thank you for saving me again."

Zong Yan was born with peach blossom eyes, and when he smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, which was very good-looking.

Lu Yan replied, "Don't thank me."

Spiritual remodeling does, to a certain extent, manipulate the minds of other people.

But everything needs to be built on the original foundation.

Just like the belief of the believers in the gods, they can only change from the religion of bliss to the religion of the sea god. It cannot be changed into atheism.

A person's past experience constitutes the foundation. Lu Yan can only decide what kind of building will be built on this foundation. It is impossible for a floating island to emerge from the foundation.

If Zongyan denies his part of being human from the bottom of his heart. Even if the spirit is reshaped, it will not work for him.

Zong Yan did not continue the topic.

He stepped on the wire wrapped around the edge of the rooftop and looked in the direction of the city center.

"01 is still waiting for me there. Wait for me to bring you and the rest of the experience back."

Gu Zheng told him. If he becomes a pollutant, I hope others will see him as an enemy rather than an old friend.

Zong Yan's face became calm, and the fire in his eyes jumped: "I will end this mistake. Kill the enemy who killed Gu Zheng."

Zong Yan and the long time at 01, where the pollutants were formed, are very aware of each other's strength. Although he was in a rare period of weakness, he was still not sure that he could completely kill 01.

But all the jade and stone are burnt. What he wants to end is not only the mistake of 01, but also his own mistake.

Lu Yan thought for a moment: "01 Embrace the phoenix, it will be more difficult to kill. You can wait for a while."

Zong Yan was slightly startled: "What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for Tang Xun'an."

If the pollution value in other areas of the slaughterhouse is still in a tolerable range, the location in the city center of X City can make almost any normal person feel uncomfortable.

X City's central commercial street has no housing, and every night at 10 o'clock, it will be called to close. Even so, there were still some night runners and drag racers who were unfortunately pulled into this area in the early morning of the 11th.

Some of these people have become hogs, and some of them have become new butchers.

Except for the "Good Taste Pork Supermarket" in front of you, there are no lights in the downtown area.

In the darkness, the monster breathed heavily.

Tang Xun'an smoked a cigarette, and the light flashed slightly, attracting the beasts at night.

He didn't even raise his head, Huang Chen raised his knife and dropped it, and the butcher who was cut in two fell on his body, the blood smelling and sticky.

The tranquilizer in the shape of a cigarette has no smoke smell, and the fresh mint smell reminds Tang Xun'an of Lu Yan's breath.

He stepped on the **** footprints all the way to the front of the supermarket.

‌In winter, the supermarket is still air-conditioned and the lights are cold. It makes one feel a chill from the bottom of my heart.

The automatic sensor door in front of you opens, like a ‌silent invitation.

Everyone knows this. Please enter the urn. But those who enter the urn are not necessarily all prey.

He went away.

Rows of shelves are divided into categories, and the pigs are divided into different areas. On the ceiling, hanging heads looked like decorative balloons, expressing pain or daze, with glowing light bulbs in their mouths.

The shelf area of ​​staple food, ‌cured ham, shoulder meat and other large areas of meat.

On the snack shelf, there are icing eyeballs, thinly sliced ​​tongues, and baby fingers with steel pins. Tang Xun'an glanced at it, and the name of the product was ‌"Volcano Sausage".

If the employees who have just started their assignments, seeing these scenes, will inevitably be so frightened that the severity of the disease increases.

But Tang Xun'an had been working for a long time, and his heart didn't even have too much turbulence.

It's not that he doesn't have pity, but Tang Xun'an knows that it's not beneficial to be sad, let alone to do harm, so he feels remorse.

Only blood and death can comfort the dead.

Just as he was about to step into the fresh produce area, the lights in the supermarket suddenly went out.

With that, the fresh area lit up with red light.

It was dark all around, and the temperature of the central air conditioner was so low that there was a gloomy air-conditioning throughout the week.

In front of the fresh meat cabinet, 01 is wearing an apron and holds a butcher's knife in his hand. There was a faint smile on his face, his hands rested on the table, and a man was tied to the cutting board in front of him.

‌Bai Ze. Also the deputy team of Tang Xun'an.

Several iron-cone-like steel needles were inserted into Bai Ze's body, his chest, abdomen, and knees, nailing him to the chopping block. But even so, Bai Ze did not fall into a coma.

01 Having undergone many trials and transformations, he is very clear about how painful it is for Tian Qi to want to die, but not to fall into a coma.

Blood spilled out from the corner of Bai Ze's lips and wet the tail feathers of his ears.

He opened his mouth and said three words silently.

【leave me alone. 】

01Looking at Tang Xun'an, he was not provocative but sarcastic: "Hello, guest. Are you coming to buy pork? It's a discount today."

Tang Xun'an didn't answer, but pulled out his knife.

The yellow dust is inexorable, as if it can cut through the air. This distance was too close, and 01 couldn't dodge, and a wound with deep visible bone was drawn on his chest.

The wall on his back collapsed into pieces of rubble.

In return, 01 waved his butcher's knife and made the same wound on Bai Ze's body.

The breath of fresh blood stimulated the nerves, 01 inserted his finger into Bai Ze's wound, stirred it gently, and then pulled it out, licking the blood off his finger.

"It's fair to trade injuries for injuries? No. 10."

"When I was researching, you are the brother everyone likes."

Tang Xun'an didn't answer, the sword light intertwined into a net, and the offensive was fierce and decisive.

01 There is no way to talk to him leisurely, he doesn't need a knife, his body is a powerful weapon.

01 chuckled with satisfaction: "Why, anyway, a deputy team has died, and another death will not feel distressed?"

Rows of shelves collapsed, and in just a few moments, the entire supermarket was in disarray.

The white fire light lit up, 01 was eroded by the flames, the muscles melted away like water, and soon began to regenerate.

01 narrowed his eyes: "Dragon Breath, I really hate fire."

His head slowly cracked open, like a starfish stretching out its arms and legs. Every piece of meat is covered with ferocious serrations, which are enough to grind hard objects like a meat grinder.

The snow-white bone spurs pierced his clothes, and the top of the white bone exudes a faint cold light.

01's tone was indifferent: "If you destroyed the supermarket like this, Lu Zhi will ask me for the repair fee. It seems that I can only use you to pay off the debt."