tall building.

Cold cloud.

The night wind howled.

Lin Que stared at Anping Hospital.

His usual indifferent look disappeared, and the seriousness on his face was almost dripping.

Danger.

A wave of warning signs came.

It made his eyebrows and ancestral orifices throb, and even felt a little painful and hot.

Obviously, there is something in Anping Hospital that threatens his life. I don’t know if it’s a monster or something weird, or the evil god has already descended into the world.

“What the hell is it…”

He is still not sure.

But one thing is certain.

This hospital is definitely not just haunted!

There is a high possibility that the mastermind behind the Blood Cult is hiding in it.

And Yang Zhi, the [Son of Adoration] who was taken away, may also be inside, suffering unimaginable horror.

“in other words.”

“You were the one who killed Qiong?”

The Ghost Soldier in Lin Que’s hand flickered.

He mentally asked his sister, but her response was somewhat beyond his expectations.

angry.

hate.

In addition to this, there is more fear.

Lin Qiong’s spirit turned into an illusory river of blood, which made Lin Que sure.

The culprit is inside!

His eyes sharpened, and he was about to draw the ruthless bow.

But at this moment, his ears moved, and he heard the roar of wild beasts from far to near.

looked down.

It was a black limousine.

At this moment, the black car was rushing towards this direction like a mad dog. The speed of the car made Lin Que think of the tofu from Qiu Ming Mountain, and it was about to rush into Anping Hospital.

His eyes flickered, and he saw clearly the three people in the car.

“Isn’t this Ye girl practicing boxing?”

“I thought she had a stable personality, but I didn’t expect that she is not a human when racing fast.”

“Is this speed going to kill Scientist Bai?”

“Stop it!”

The Heartless Bow in his hand turned into a bright red light.

Just like flying sword bullets, splitting light into shadows, a flicker flashes in front of the road with an incomparably domineering edge!

The whole road was cut off by this bright red edge!

The flat and hard surface was directly opened with a big straight cut.

The Ghost Soldier told them with a domineering and powerful posture – this way is not going to work!

“Chi–”

The sound of tires rubbing against the ground was sharp and piercing.

Ye Qingqing almost smashed the brakes.

She didn’t get out of the car, but looked at the erratic red light with great vigilance, and then looked at the long gap cut by the sharp edge. She was in a bad mood.

Her eyelids twitched wildly.

What it is?

Weird?

Is there such a weirdness?

Alice was also extremely curious: “What is this? Why can’t I feel a weird smell…it smells like a ghost instead? But the smell is very weak, so strange.”

“what is this?”

Ye Qingqing shook her head: “I’ve never heard of this thing.”

She had just finished speaking when she suddenly remembered something: “In our country’s ancient scripts, there is something similar called Feijian Jianwan.”

“Flying sword?”

“Well, there are sword pills in the legend of Kongkong’er Jinger and the legend of Nie Yinniang…”

Alice has lived in China for a long time.

Obviously, she also has a certain understanding of Chinese culture.

“But I remember that the flying sword in the TV series is just a sword. At worst, it can become bigger, and then people can stand on it.”

“No, no, that’s the imagination of modern people. In the imagination of the ancient Chinese, the flying sword should be a ball of light… It can also be transformed into lines and wrapped around the wrist.”

Lu Dongbin has a quatrain.

“Occasionally, because of gambling with the flying sword, it destroyed the first peak in Zhongnan.”

“During the tour of North Vietnam, it was dark and dark, and the green snake in the sleeve was bold.”

The so-called [Green Snake in the Sleeve] refers to the blue sword pill that can be placed in the sleeve. When it is cast, it is like the spirit of a dragon snake, and it can take the head of a person hundreds of miles away.

“But that’s just a legend!!”

“I’ve never heard of the legend of the sword pill, it really turned into something weird…”

Alice laughed dryly: “Your Chinese legends are really… really interesting.”

Suddenly.

The bright red light group seemed to have discovered something.

Suddenly rushed towards Rolls-Royce.

Ye Qingqing quickly shrank back, and hugged Chu Xiaonan who was still motion sick in the back seat.

As a dark fighter, she doesn’t have the guts to confront Jianwan head-on.

“Miss Alice!”

Alice sat in the car calmly.

The heat in the cane is gradually intensifying, and she will show her true skills in the next moment. Come and meet this [weird] born in ancient Chinese legends——

It’s just that the red light ignored her.

Instead, she flew towards Chu Xiaonan on her own.

It fell into Miss Chu’s arms.

As if seeing a good friend, he rubbed her face affectionately, confusing the three of them.

“Could it be, miss, you are the destined owner of this sword pill?”

Ye Qingqing couldn’t help but exclaimed: “Feijian recognizes the master! This is all right? Miss, are you the protagonist of a novel?”

Chu Xiaonan was dizzy and hadn’t recovered from the motion sickness caused by the racing car.

When she saw the bright red light ball, the cute expression of her best friend immediately appeared in her mind.

“You are… Qiong?”

Lin Que didn’t pay attention to the three girls below.

After he told them not to approach the hospital, he looked up into the distance.

After a minute.

A Black Hawk helicopter hovered in the night.”Um?”

He looked over with his dark eyes.

Ten people including the pilot were seated in this UH-60 Black Hawk military helicopter.

There are men and women, and most of them are young.

Everyone was fully armed and looked solemn.

Moreover, everyone’s aura is different from that of ordinary people.

They are abnormal, they are people similar to Mao Fang, they are people who wander between life and death all year round, fighting demons and ghosts!

“This is the official special agency for dealing with supernatural cases.”

“Mao Fang has said more than once… This is the so-called special class!”

Among these ten people, the aura is either strong or weak.

One of them is a master of Chinese martial arts with strong qi and blood. At a glance, it seems to be at the level of strength. .

“Well… this person…”

The oldest one caught Lin Que’s attention.

The power overflowing from the opponent’s body is very strange, it’s not blood energy, it’s not Yin Qi and Yang Qi.

But a special thing.

“Luck? It’s a bit like it. It’s specious.”

“What kind of power is it, and what does this form of power look like?”

The helicopter landed on the roof of the building where he was.

Nine people jumped down.

The members of the special class looked at Lin Que warily.

Because the special class has to face too many supernatural events and witness too many real horrors, everyone’s spirit is in a state of tension for a long time.

They are very sensitive to abnormal characters.

It was precisely because of this that when they saw Lin Que for the first time, their nerves involuntarily tensed up.

It was as if a sheep met a lion.

No, it can’t be described that way.

It should be said that the fake saw the real thing.

Feeling oppressed, but yearning for it.

That is the longing and pursuit of [perfection] in human nature.

“Relax, I’m not an enemy.”

The oldest man walked up step by step. He signaled the class members to relax their vigilance, and then walked towards Lin Que by himself.

The two looked at each other.

They didn’t speak to each other, but looked at Anping Hospital in unison.

From there, there was an abnormal aura provoking.

Insidious, bloody, crazy, resentful, cold, crazy.

And the most extreme despair.

Countless negative auras enveloped the hospital.

That breath seemed to be angry, but also seemed to be provocative.

Indistinctly, there were sometimes low and sometimes sharp syllables of incantations, which made people’s hearts tremble.

“Mr. Lin, what did you discover?”

“There is giving me a strong sense of oppression. My intuition tells me that something terrible will happen!”

“I feel the same way.”

Minister Long stared at 1.0 Anping Hospital.

Suddenly!

A mighty strange aura suddenly spread out from this middle-aged man.

That aura reminded Lin Que of something.

Temple!

A temple filled with incense.

That kind of smell doesn’t have the slightest human taste.

It’s like the gods and Buddhas enshrined in the temple.

High above, overlooking all living beings.

Majestic and vast.

Lin Que turned his head moved.

Seeing Minister Long’s face in Chinese characters, the face that was originally very fair was already flushed with blood.

Two long eyebrows, like lying silkworms.

A pair of thin eyes, like a phoenix.

The sound of spring thunder bloomed from his lips.

Pulling and pulling with both hands, with a distance of more than a hundred meters, he made a gesture to chop down with both hands.

Immediately!

The air burst and screamed.

Lin Que’s shining eyes actually saw the shining Spring and Autumn Broadsword!

The air was torn apart, and it slashed across the air above the hospital.

“Guan Sheng is possessed!”

“This is… a divine strike!”

——————

My hands are so cold, so cold.

Let’s have something hot! .

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