Nomenclature of Night

   Chapter 665 Little Leaping Frog by the Happy Pond

  The southwest of the Federation, the No. 5 city is bright and warm.

  The mountain city, where the three rivers meet, the city's splendid lights set off the river like a dream.

   In this city, soldiers are gathering from every shadow, with purple sleeves tied around their arms.

  These soldiers are like a stream, gathering from every corner, rushing towards the manor on Ginkgo Hill.

  The building on the mountain stood quietly, like an unaware giant.

   This unit is well-disciplined and decisive, and every time a new soldier comes in, someone asks.

   "Password!"

   "Change the day! Return order!"

   "The river is always there!"

   Then, someone will double-check the electronic beacons. Each electronic beacon is a 168-bit dynamic code and cannot be forged.

   Slowly, these soldiers gathered more and more, and finally they were divided into two teams, one team was responsible for destroying the power system of the entire No. 5 city, and the other team continued to kill the Ginkgo Manor!

   When they came to the foot of Ginkgo Mountain, a master came out from the shadows, holding the corpse of the dark pile in his hand: "Solution, move on! Behead!"

   said, the master turned to look back at the dark hut on the mountain.

   That is the location of the head of the family, the most mysterious place in the Qing family.

   As usual, the lights in the hut were not on.

   It is said that it is the most mysterious not because there is a big killer hidden in it, but because no one can approach that room except for the shadow and a few people.

   All the servants who serve the master are deaf and dumb, no one can hear any secrets from there, and all the servants' behavior is controlled by a mysterious person in sign language.

   At this time, thousands of soldiers kept their communications silent and headed towards the mountain.

   Along the way, there are always masters coming out of the shadows, and they all sneak in in advance to solve the dark piles.

   Suddenly, someone in front of him raised his right arm.

  The soldiers behind him crouched down at the same time, armed with guns and guarding the surroundings.

   One of the masters glanced at the time on his watch.

  0 points.

  In an instant, the lights of the thousands of homes in City No. 5 suddenly went out, and the thousands of Yunliu Towers that were running all year round in those cities also stopped.

   Like the Ginkgo Manor in the Palace of Heaven, it was also plunged into boundless darkness.

  When all the lights that humans are accustomed to disappear, it seems that the whole world has fallen into silence.

   Until this scene appeared, the soldiers began to move on.

   This shows that the troops that destroyed the power supply system have succeeded.

   In the darkness, the soldiers gasped, and only the sound of heavy footsteps remained in the world.

   There are also pine trees on both sides of the stone steps on the mountain road, and the rustling sound of pine needles rubbing against each other by the wind.

   However, before they reached the middle of the mountain, they suddenly saw someone holding a kerosene lamp, standing at the end of the stone steps on the mountain, looking down coldly.

   There was a boy beside him.

   Behind him are dozens of deaf people with their hands tucked into their sleeves.

   Everyone wears a white chrysanthemum on their chests to pay homage to those who have just passed away.

  When the soldiers looked up and saw the end of the stone steps, they didn't know what to do, and their breathing was stagnant.

   But he saw the middle-aged man with the kerosene lamp put the kerosene lamp into the boy's hand, then turned around and signed the deaf people: "Kill them all."

  In an instant, dozens of soldiers suddenly turned over their purple sleeves. The back of the purple sleeves was actually pure black and embroidered with a white ginkgo leaf.

  Somehow, when they turned the sleeves to black, the color suddenly took on a sad color, as if to see someone off.

   And the white ginkgo leaves on the black background look particularly chilling.

   The next moment, these dozens of masters hidden among the soldiers began to slaughter.

The deaf-mute people on the mountain jumped to the mountains and disappeared one by one. The few masters behind the soldiers saw something wrong and immediately wanted to run, but before they could run far, they saw the deaf-mute people in white linen, who had already gone. Those who came first came to the foot of the mountain, blocking their way.

  The deaf-mute faces were expressionless, and some had red eyes, as if they had just cried.

   And among the nine masters who escaped, three turned up their sleeves at this time, revealing the black silk cloth and white ginkgo leaves on the back.

  The middle-aged man at the end of the mountain road saw this scene and knew that the overall situation was settled.

   Perhaps the person who initiated this **** incident never thought that there were so many people in the family.

  The old man stayed in the house for more than ten years. He seemed to be indifferent to the world, but he seemed to know everything and missed nothing.

   He said to the young man beside him, "It's boring."

   After saying that, the middle-aged man took the kerosene lamp from the boy's hand, turned around and walked slowly up the mountain.

  Behind him, the lights of thousands of homes in City No. 5 turned on again, shining like the Milky Way.

   It seems that the electrical system here has never been destroyed.

  The middle-aged man took the boy and Xinghui to the outside of the hut: "Patriarch, it's too weak, I didn't make a move."

  The old man in the house said, "Come in. How smart are the people who can sell their ancestral property? If the Qing family gave it to them, the building would collapse within ten years. They are all people who think they are smart."

   The middle-aged man pushed open the wooden door and looked at the old man's back, which was hunched a bit overnight: "If we had found Li Bingxi's wife earlier, we might have been able to kill Li Bingxi earlier, and Xiao Zhun might not have to... I'm sorry."

"Don't say sorry," the old man said calmly, "Li Bingxi is very cunning and cunning. It is very difficult to find the place where his wife is being held. You have made great contributions to this matter. As for Xiaozhun, even if Li Bingxi died early, it would be very difficult. It's hard to change his ending. Don't be sad, this is the ending he chose, and he has no regrets."

  The middle-aged man was silent.

  The old man stood up slowly, smiled and waved to the young man beside the middle-aged man: "You are Qingwu, right? Xiaozhun has mentioned you many times."

The dark-skinned boy took two steps forward, but saw the old man scrutinizing him carefully: "Your father has been with me for 30 years, and now it's your turn to be with the next head of the family. Once you take this step, you can't look back. Do you want to?"

   Qing Wu nodded: "I will. I have met him, and he is indeed stronger than others."

  The old man said: "Xiao Zhun mentioned it to me, he said that you just wanted to see if Qingchen was qualified, so you asked to be a shadow candidate. How about it, enough observation?"

   Qing Wu shook his head: "He didn't participate too much in the shadow war, so I didn't observe him much."

   "Then why are you willing to be with him?" the old man asked.

"It's a skill that he can jump out of the shadow battle," Qing Wu said calmly, the young man did not show any humility when facing the Qing family head: "However, he is not the head of the family, before that, I have to Continue to practice, one day he really becomes the head of the family, and I will go with him."

  The old man sighed and said, "You guys are all martial idiots. Your grandfather is, your father is, and so are you."

  The middle-aged man suddenly said: "It's good to be a Wu Chi, you don't have to think about so many troublesome things. We do what we are asked to do. It's enough to do one thing well in a lifetime."

   "It's happier than us," the old man said softly. He took out a silver necklace from his arms and put it in the middle-aged man's hand: "From now on, it belongs to you, don't you regret it?"

   The middle-aged man shook his head: "I don't regret it, I already have Qingwu. After his mother left, I stopped thinking about it."

   "It's up to you, what Xiao Zhun wants to give you, maybe he also knows that you won't refuse," the old man said.

   "The battle in the Forbidden Land No. 002 is still going on," the middle-aged man put on the Shadow Gate necklace around his neck: "I have been to the Forbidden Land No. 002, you can help."

   "No need," the old man shook his head.

   "Self-inflicted?" the middle-aged man asked.

"If he were to die, it would be his life," the old man said. "These people from the Qing family are too spoiled for their children, so they forget the blood of their ancestors. The people of the Qing family must be like wolves. Everything has become a sheep, and even the most important things are willing to take out, so what can’t be sold? I want a real Qing bloodline, not waste.”

   "What if he dies?" the middle-aged man asked rhetorically.

   "Then let the Qing family disappear with him." The old man waved his hand: "I'm tired, go and collect the corpses for the people at the foot of the mountain."

   "Those who want to kill you, don't need to kill, I mean..."

   "No," the old man smiled: "Those are all good whetstones, keep them for Qing Chen to kill."

   The middle-aged man nodded: "Understood."

   After saying that, he took Qing Wu and turned to leave, carefully closing the wooden door.

In fact, he didn't plan to go to the forbidden land of No. 002. Based on his understanding of the shadow, since the other party knew that he would die in this battle, and dared to bring Qingchen to the battlefield, it was certain that Qingchen would survive. down.

   This is his trust in the shadow, a tacit understanding that has been accumulated over the years.

  The middle-aged man walked down the mountain and explained to his son: "Go down the mountain and retreat. It is not suitable for you to interfere in the current affairs. You are a knife left to the next owner, and you can't unsheath it now."

   "Understood," Qing Wu nodded.

   The middle-aged man glanced at the **** color at the foot of the mountain, and then looked back at the wooden house.

   Maybe many people have forgotten that the old man was also a shadow, and he was the victor who fought from the shadows to the end.

   Celebrating those who can suppress, of course, the elderly can also suppress.

  Want to kill the Ginkgo Manor quietly? Too much fun.

  …

  …

   Upstream of the Chunlei River, a force from Kashima was heading to the past.

   Their task is to take over the laboratory upstream, which is the transaction between Qing and Kashima.

   From a distance, the fort-like laboratory stands in the wilderness, quiet, as if all the people inside had been evacuated.

  The Kashima troops released drones to investigate, but before the drones approached, a team quickly attacked and killed them.

   In this night sky, some people also heard the sound of huge engine jets in the sky. They looked up and saw Qing's Scepter air fortress suddenly descended from the sky.

  The castle-like flying giant made the Kashima soldier's scalp tingle when he saw it.

   "Air fortress! How can there be an air fortress here!"

   With a bang, the main firepower electromagnetic cannon of the Scepter immediately burst out, instantly shattering the Kashima troops.

   In the blink of an eye, the Kashima troops were smashed to pieces by the irresistible air fortresses, leaving only a few dozen or so of the five hundred troops.

The Scepter didn't stop, and the commander on the bridge just glanced at it and said coldly: "Continue to advance north, let the **** fleet charge north, and blow up the Kashima F119 and F121 forward bases before leaving. "

   This commander once personally performed a mission to kill a god. He personally guided the **** scepter in the sky on the scepter number to smash Prison No. 18, help Qingchen complete suspended animation, and take out the heaven and earth chessboard.

   At this time, the Scepter was gone, and the commander of the Kashima troop who survived looked into the distance. He had already seen the figure of the ground troop who had attacked and killed.

   When those people approached, he recognized Qing Qu in astonishment!

   This ground force turned out to be the elite under the shadow!

   "Why are you here," the commander gasped, with a huge shrapnel stuck in his stomach, and he couldn't survive.

  Qingqu laughed happily: "We're not here, where else can we be?"

   "Your shadow is dead, don't you go to support?" the commander asked.

  Qingqu shot the commander's head: "Shadow needs our support to kill Li Bingxi? Are you underestimating the shadow or overestimating Li Bingxi?"

When   Chen Yu made his move, he used six suns to create a shadowless effect. The purpose was to prevent Li Shutong and the shadow troops from appearing on the battlefield through the Gate of Shadows.

   But in fact, the Shadow Force had no plan to support it from the beginning.

  Because the shadow knew that in that quarter of an hour, killing a demigod was like killing a dog, and no support was needed.

  Qingqu looked towards the south: "I don't know if the new boss survived... He's still a very interesting person, but don't die."

  …

  …

  002 on the battlefield outside the Forbidden Land.

  The flying swifts collided with the cannonballs one by one, and some of the swifts' wings slid sideways from the cannonballs, cutting the cannonballs into a huge hole with the force of paper, which also changed the direction of the cannonballs.

   There are also some swifts, which directly hit the shell and exploded.

  The swifts that Xiaoyu worked so hard to fold turned into fireworks, and the shrapnel rained down. Zard protected everyone with an earthen wall to prevent everyone from being hurt by the shrapnel.

   Qingchen said: "Rush directly into their formation, don't stay in place."

   "No," Zard said suddenly, "My eldest brother hasn't slept for three days and three nights. He's at the end of the game, and he can't be left here alone."

   Qingchen froze for a moment: "What do you mean?"

"He didn't dare to let Xiaoyu come out to face this war, and he didn't want Xiaoyu to get blood on his hands. In fact, they should have switched identities three days ago, but he forbeared that he didn't sleep, and he must persist until this battle. It's over," Zard said, admiring: "It's great!"

  Qingchen thought for a while: "Then move to him, no matter where you go, don't stay where you are."

   But at this moment, a green dragon suddenly appeared in the night sky and went straight to Huan Yu. It was the dragon drawn by Chen's painter, indicating that Chen's master was present!

   Qingchen immediately showed a black sniper, and shot after shot at Canglong and pulled the trigger.

  However, the bullet hit Canglong's body, but it didn't let it go to dust.

  Qingchen aimed at its head again, but although he hit, the bullet just stuck on Canglong's skull, just like he failed to penetrate Jinwuwei's heart armor before.

   Ordinary bullets seem to be very difficult to pose a fatal threat to the Shikigami and Chen's paintings.

  In an instant, Qingchen used the power of thunder to generate a powerful electromagnetic field in the chamber of the black sniper gun. With a bang, the metal bullets in the chamber burst out at an unparalleled speed.

   The initial velocity of an ordinary bullet is about 850 meters per second, but this 22.5-gram bullet reaches an astonishing 3,700 meters per second under electromagnetic acceleration!

   This is no longer a sniper rifle.

   This is a miniature electromagnetic gun!

   In the eyes of everyone, the black sniper's tungsten core armor-piercing bullet actually pierced through Canglong's head, and the Canglong drifted away in the night sky.

   At this moment, an earth wall on the ground suddenly turned into a palm, and then gave a thumbs up to the air.

   Qingchen: "..."

  Zard, who gave him a compliment in such a high-profile way on the battlefield?

   But Qingchen didn't have time to deal with this guy, he just felt relieved.

  The birth of this miniature electromagnetic gun will mean that the black sniper is no longer a tasteless in his hands.

   The last time he crossed over, he faced Chen Bing, and he could hit him with a shot, but there was nothing he could do about the opponent's Jin Wuwei.

  Because of the black sniper at that time, the initial speed of the bullet can no longer satisfy higher-level battles.

   If it is a long-range sniper, the bullet will fly for too long in the air at an ultra-long range, and even an ordinary person can easily dodge in three seconds.

  But it's different now. He has an electromagnetic gun in his hand. The bullets within 3700 meters will arrive in an instant, and the ballistic trajectory is straighter. He no longer needs such a huge amount of calculation!

  Black sniper, under the power of thunder, re-entered the extraordinary stage.

  Be aware that a real railgun, such as Aoyama's main fire railgun, can accelerate a 300-gram metal projectile to 11,000 meters per second.

   Qingchen This is just the beginning.

   However, Qingchen roughly calculated that, based on the amount of thunderbolt in his body, he only fired this type of electromagnetic cannon eight times.

   "Canglong was killed, hurry up and take Huanyu away," Qingchen said.

   "Okay!" Zard became excited: "Boss, can I learn a sniper rifle from you, I think it's cool!"

   "Yes! As long as we survive, you can learn anything you want!" Qingchen said.

   As they were talking, a middle-aged man in the Chen Corps broke eight painting scrolls at the same time, and the eight two-meter-long Vajra Bodhisattvas appeared out of thin air and went straight to Huan Yu!

   Green Disaster Removal King Kong, Toxin Elimination King Kong, Yellow Suiqiu King Kong, White Pure Water King Kong, Chi-sound King Kong, Ding Disaster King Kong, Zixian King Kong, Great God King Kong.

   This person painted the eight great vajra angry eyes. They held the vajra smiting pestle, and red silk fluttered on their backs.

   The ability of Chen's painter to be released in one day with a year of hard work is terrifying.

   In terms of catching and fighting, if Chen's painter is fully prepared, he is afraid that an A-rank can kill a field brigade after ten years of hard work.

   You must know that whether you can destroy a field brigade by yourself is the definition of a demigod in the last civilization era.

   is now achieved by Chen's painter at A-level.

   Qingchen was about to raise his gun to continue shooting, but heard Huan Yu sneered loudly: "It's not your turn to save me!"

   As soon as he finished speaking, Huan Yu took out a backpack from his side. It was the one he had been carrying with him the last time he crossed, but he hadn't taken it out.

With a    tear, the backpack broke.

   Hundreds of little jumping frogs jumped out of their backpacks and rushed towards the Eight Kings like crazy.

  Zard jumped up happily when he saw this scene: "Did you see it? I folded! I folded!"

  Qingchen said in a daze: "No wonder Huanyu has never been used..."

  Huan Yu suddenly cut the palm of his right hand with the index finger of his left hand, blood was flowing, and his complexion was a little pale again.

   Seeing Huan Yu standing proudly, he said coldly, "No sign!"

The voice of    landed like a symphony of gold and iron, and everyone only felt that the speed of those little jumping frogs suddenly accelerated, and the originally closed mouth actually opened, revealing the fangs inside!

   Originally cute little paper-folding animals, suddenly turned into monsters in the world!

  When hundreds of little jumping frogs collided with King Kong, those little jumping frogs stuck to the body of the Eight Kings and were not afraid of death.

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   Five thousand four hundred word chapters, there is one more chapter before 11pm

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