I don’t know if it was Mr. Skull’s words that affected "it", or it was because the wind snail sirens that sounded around here were too terrifying... Under the attention of everyone, the gray-green gloomy cloud began to be twisted and deformed, and many dark shadows were there. It is looming in the clouds and mist.

They are long and shriveled like old branches, overlapping and tangled in the clouds and mist.

That kind of picture is very weird, and it only makes many viewers feel that their hairs are standing up. The "dead branches" in the clouds are like ghost hands hidden in the dark. When they are moving, they also give out a burst of horror. Sour creak.

"Fuck... what kind of monster is hidden in this smoke..."

"I feel something is wrong... It seems that something horrible is about to happen..."

"Is anyone in Ningchuan?! Who can go to the scene to see the situation!!"

"Look at your uncle! I live near Nanguo Pedestrian Street! Now our building is being evacuated by the staff! That thick fog is above our heads! It is no exaggeration to say that I was scared to pee. I have never encountered such a weird thing in my life!!!"

Although the staff of the Secret Bureau never reveal their identity to outsiders, it was only before... Now the situation is different. Naturally, they no longer need to hide themselves through those inexplicable identities. All the staff are helping to evacuate the masses. She always wore the uniform of the Secret Bureau, and the bright "logo" on her chest left a deep impression on many people.

Although the masses don't know what kind of organization they are, but looking at this kind of action and execution coupled with neat uniforms... No one believes that they are not a state secret service!

"Something's wrong..."

Lu Yisheng had already returned to the team, and it was Fatty Huo and several leaders from other departments standing beside him.

"This kind of breath... Fuck... I've never seen it before..."

Lu Yisheng had already begun to feel uncontrollable nervousness. After all, Lu Yisheng had the worst psychological quality among Chen Xian and his group... But in this case, the reactions of others were not much better. Even Mr. Skull cannot avoid being shocked, let alone other people?

Not everyone is Chen Xian.

His mental quality of being indifferent is really impossible to learn.

"What's wrong?! What happened?!"

Suddenly, Lu Yisheng heard an eager footstep behind him. Looking back, it was Li Daosheng and Zhuge Jing Xiaotianshi.

"Why are you three here?" Lu Yisheng asked in surprise.

"Nonsense, how could we not come to such a big thing?" Li Daosheng gave him a blank look, then stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder again. "The boy is on the camera. The Yinshi bar is all from this place." The broadcast footage, I just went online and took a look at the live broadcast room, and the one who scolded you for looking like a ghost is really wretched!"

"..."

Lu Yisheng glared at him with gritted teeth. If it wasn't for the circumstances, he really wanted to screw off Li Daosheng's head and kick the ball... This **** is really his own good brother!

When you meet, you are a good brother.

When I look back, I scold you for looking like a ghost, so wretched.

Is there such a real brother in this world?

there is none left.

"Do you need our help?" Little Tianshi asked. Although he didn't deal with Chen Xian and the others very much before, the relationship between the two parties has indeed eased a lot. Wan Bu said...Even if he and Chen Xian are in a hostile relationship, as long as he is there, he will take the initiative to help the Secret Bureau handle any abnormal cases that may threaten the civilians.

It is precisely because of this that the little celestial master will let Chen Xian and the others take a high look. After all, there are not many good people in this world, and there are fewer foreigners who are willing to try their best to eliminate harm for the people. The little celestial master is in the circle. It's definitely a weird thing.

"No." Lu Yisheng shook his head and said helplessly, "Among our people, aside from the boss and the monster, the strongest combat force should be Brother Bones. If the thing floating in the sky connects him Can't solve it...what shall we go up there for? Shall we die?"

"If even he can't solve it, then this matter is in trouble." Zhuge Jing sighed solemnly, and seemed to admit that Lu Yisheng's view was right, although everyone did not talk to him after leaving the ancient relics of West Kunlun. I have tried to learn from each other, but based on Zhuge Jing's self-feeling... he feels that he is more than a little bit behind Mr. Skull.

Although he had the ability to subdue Mr. Skeleton before, he is not sure now, because in that ancient ruin, Mr. Skull has obviously gained much more benefits than him...

"Would you like to call the boss?" Li Daosheng tentatively asked.

"No." Lu Yisheng subconsciously refused, frowning, obviously disagreeing with Li Daosheng's idea, "In the past, we had to ask the boss to help solve everything, which is shameful enough, since our strengths I've reached this level. Can you trouble the boss or stop bothering the boss? There is really no way to call him again."

"Do you think the boss knows about this?" Zhuge Jing asked nonchalantly.

"If you know, call us soon?" Lu Yisheng knew Chen Xian's character very well and analyzed it objectively. "I guess... the boss should be sleeping... if no one disturbs him... I shouldn't know this in a short time..."

Facts have proved that Lu Yisheng’s guess is correct, because Chen Xian is indeed sleeping now. After the "reading of soldiers", he directly returned the Blasphemy Dog to its original place and restored it to the state of a black light parasite. ... He used the black light parasite to build himself a "living villa" on the Gobi Desert.

He is not the only one in the room, and Yanan is also with him. Although they have only known each other for a while, they still seem to be in harmony... At least neither of them will guard against each other and sleep soundly. .

As for what happened in Ning Chuan, Chen Xian did not know, and no one had called him. Maybe they all knew that he was tired and needed a rest, and at this stage he didn't have much energy to deal with such "trivial things."

That’s right, for Chen Xian, this kind of thing is too small. Even if you call him to inform, he will not necessarily go. After all, Ningchuan is his base camp, but he knows where there is a dragon and a tiger. How many capable people.

Master of Yin City, Mr. Skull, Lu Yisheng, Li Daosheng, etc...

It is no exaggeration to say that Ningchuan City has gathered the most top-notch characters in the alien circle and the anomalous life circle. With them, let alone ordinary anomaly cases, it is a more difficult special case. They can also handle it beautifully, so Chen Xian will not worry about what will happen to Ning Chuan, unless there is a case that even they can't solve, but this possibility is extremely low.

"Something has come down."

Zhuge Jing stared at the terrifying cloud of mist in the sky. When he saw the black shadows in the fog gradually descending, to be honest, he was also very nervous, because he could not judge what the smog was... …

Soon, those things that wriggled like dead branches in the shadow of the haze came down.

When everyone saw its true face, few people could keep calm, even Mr. Skull felt very strange.

Those are countless hands.

Palm, wrist, arm, arm...

No matter how you look at it, the weird proportions are similar to human limbs, but the degree of skinny is horribly thin. It really looks like a dead tree branch... The thickest part is only the thickest and thinnest arm of an eight or nine-year-old child. The place is almost like chopsticks.

Like the legs of a crab or spider.

Slender and shriveled.

The skin surface is also covered with gullies, densely covered with gray-black hairs.

It seems that the cloud of fog is the monster's body, it just stretched out its own paws to the ground... Mr. Skeleton instinctively wanted to stop, but the downward movement of those arms was faster, and hardly anyone responded. By the chance, those arms touched the high-rise buildings around the pedestrian street.

Up to this point, Mr. Skeleton didn't hesitate anymore, and directly turned the umbrella knife into a giant burning lava blade, and slashed it on the dense arms with a horizontal knife.

The knife in Mr. Skeleton’s hand is very fast, and the high temperature emitted by the lava knife seems to have caused a lot of damage to the monster. While the arm was instantly cut off, the monster’s miserable howling was also heard from the gray-green gloomy fog. He even suppressed the sound of the air defense alarm, resounding throughout the city of Ningchuan.