At this time, Ling Du no longer wanted to break free from the phantom, he felt that the phantom image was a bubble, and now he just wanted to make the bubble bigger, bigger.

There was only a trace of qi in Mao Jun's body that would not easily disperse, which made him so excited that he couldn't help himself, and Ling Du's interest in qi was far worse than Mao Jun's.

Ling Du determines the amount of interest from the degree of help he has, and those qi are as idle as playing in the body, and when they encounter enemies, they don't seem to be able to bring much help. However, the bridge phantom is different, not only is the master helpless at that speed, but the scope of the shroud is still expanding.

The phantom was not blocked by the wall, and its range had long since extended beyond the office, and continued to expand as Ling Du worked tirelessly.

Ling Du's office is on the top floor of the Lingqiao Building, dozens of meters above the ground, and it is already higher than the Lingqiao Building. The wind didn't seem to notice that an invisible bubble appeared in the Lingqiao Building, and the whirring wind that blew the national flag and several colorful flags on the Lingqiao Building could not make the phantom of the Naihe Bridge fluctuate in the slightest.

Ling Du suddenly realized what he had overlooked, and said "Huh?" Let go of the perception of the phantom of the Nai He Bridge, his eyes were confused, and he couldn't stop looking around with surprise.

How could he have thought of the national flags and colored flags fluttering in front of the Lingqiao Building? Wasn't he imagining that when he sensed that the phantom of the Naihe Bridge did not fluctuate because of the wind, he could really perceive the existence of the national flags and colored flags?

Ling Du drank saliva to calm himself down, to confirm whether the previous appearance was an illusion or the result of conjecture? This time, the control of the phantom of the Naihe Bridge has improved, and he is a little free to send and receive at will, so he once again perceives that the phantom is not blocked by the wall, and arrives at the roof of the Lingqiao Building, where there are indeed many colorful flags and a national flag.

The last time I fought with the master, in the phantom of the Nai He Bridge, Ling Du could move at will. At that time, it was only within the range of the field that could be reached by vision, the phantom did not try the wall, and Ling Du did not remember that he could stay in the void.

Today, the phantom has reached a new height, and Ling Du can't help but wonder if he can pass through the wall like a phantom?

Ling Du stood up and walked to the door, his hand tentatively increasing on the wall. Was it because he wasn't strong enough? He couldn't push the wall, and of course he couldn't pass through the wall as he had hoped.

Ling Du didn't try any further, and the idea in his heart didn't give up immediately, and walked slowly in the office. However, the bridge phantom still exists, and his perception is no longer only the pursuit of the vastness of the scope.

Ling Du thinks that his research direction may be incorrect. Although his hand could not reach into the wall as he wanted, he thought that with the help of the bridge, it would be possible for him to complete the feat of passing through the wall. He has conclusive evidence, when controlling Mao Jun's body, his qi can enter Mao Jun's body, so why can't his body be hidden in the shadow and pass through the wall?

Ling Du smiled comfortably after a while, if his hand could penetrate the wall, wouldn't he have fallen from the Lingqiao Mansion at this time? At this time, he still felt that the phantom of the bridge had gone up and over the building, and down through the floor under his feet.

There is another problem, that is, the colored flags and national flags that he saw before, it seems that this is also quite a useful magical power, Ling Du does not want to peep at the moment, he wants to see it farther.

I remember the time when the thunder and lightning in the sky were drawn, but the phantom of the bridge did not stretch out unscrupulously, that time it was not vast, only the height seemed to be so far away, so the thunder and lightning came back along the phantom, and only killed the short man who was holding the gun against him, although Muka was by Ling Du's side, he was spared.

Thinking of this characteristic of the phantom of the bridge, Ling Du had an impression in his mind, the phantom was no longer a round bubble, and it did not require the enveloping range, only the height, and when the phantom seemed to have become a well, Ling Du fell at the bottom of the well, looking up like a frog.

The corners of Ling Du's mouth curled, and he found the trick. However, when the bridge phantom expanded unlimitedly, because the scope was very large, it could exert the same influence on Mao Jun, but Ling Du could only perceive it, if he wanted to describe it specifically, it was very similar to the dream he had for so many years in the past, only a haze that his eyes could not penetrate.

When the bridge no longer grows capriciously, but purposefully wants to reach a distance, a bit like an outstretched hand, and like a tentacle of an octopus, the perception is much more sensitive, and the haze becomes clear.

Sitting in the office, the wall blocked the view, but Ling Du easily sensed the flag fluttering on the roof of the building, which was the same as the scenery captured by his eyes.

Ling Du slapped the table excitedly, smiling like winning the jackpot, and no one around him cheered and shared, which did not affect his arrogant mood. The office can't hold the phantom of the bridge, and it can't hold Ling Du's heart that has already flew.

When this ability was discovered, Ling Du suddenly had a lofty arrogance, and immediately classified himself into the category of people who could save the world. His horizons are indeed wider, he doesn't see too much, and he can do what others can't, which is probably a thorough ability.

Ling Du's gaze wandered in all directions, but the bridge made him seem to have a searchlight installed above his head, as long as the strong light hit the place, there would be no more darkness.

However, the phantom of the bridge has grown like a tentacle, not a straight line, which can not only penetrate the obstacles of the wall, but also turn, that is to say, Ling Du does not need to turn around to follow the whereabouts of the phantom, he can also see around him, as well as behind him.

Ling Du's long-term gaze retracted, just as he had wandered before, and kept moving forward in the hallway. Seeing the sign on the door, Ling Du remembered that he had been to Lingqiao Mansion for so long, and he had never been to Mao Jun and them once.

There are two security departments at Lingqiao Building, one on the ground floor and one on the top floor here. The one on the first floor is the proper security guard, who is responsible for the normal security of the building. The security department on the top floor can only be regarded as giving them a name to cover up their ears, and they will not come forward in the general situation that appears in the building.

Mao Jun's security department is much larger than Ling Du's office, probably with more people, and they occupy several rooms, all of which are connected.

There is a TV wall in the room that enters, which looks like a security department, and there are only two people guarding here at this time. The door next to it was closed, and Ling Du didn't need to push the door at all, he saw through the door and saw inside, and also found Mao Jun and them.

This is a lounge, Mao Jun sits in the center, and the other six people look at the posture, each of them wants to be closer to Mao Jun. Mao Jun didn't know what he was talking about, his eyebrows fluttered, his hands were still gesturing from time to time, Ling Du could only see the image, but he couldn't hear what they said.

It didn't seem to be a joke, those people were all serious, and even if they smiled, they weren't exaggerated laughter. Ling Du couldn't guess the content at all, so he had to continue to explore the security department, and it didn't take long for the bridge phantom to be retracted to the office, and Ling Du still showed a strange look on his face.

Although his career was not very smooth before he entered the Lingqiao Group, Ling Du gave himself an evaluation of an honest person.

There are not many shadows in Ling Du's heart, perhaps it is because he yearns for sunshine and his personality is full of sunshine, and he has experienced life and death tests several times that he can face it calmly. I wasn't so frightened that I was holding back or holding back.

Seriously examining his conduct, Ling Du is still fair today, and gave himself such a fair evaluation, just to prove that he is not psychologically twisted and perverted, and he doesn't want to do that kind of dirty behavior.

Ling Du was in the security department, and he took back the virtual shadow of the bridge in an instant, and he was a little embarrassed!

In fact, Ling Du didn't see any excessive pictures, that is, he saw two people taking a bath, and they were men of the same breed as him. Ling Du was not scared away by the image of them taking a bath, he thought of something else.

However, the bridge can let him see other people's privacy, which Ling Du didn't take into account at all before. He is not a private detective, he doesn't particularly care about other people's privacy, curiosity kills cats, and knowing more will invisibly form a pressure burden in his heart, which is by no means what a sunny person hopes.

And the most important point, there are not only men here, but also many women, the office was originally people's private space, Ling Du thought that if he looked around again, in case he saw someone else changing clothes in the office, although no one would know if he didn't say it, Ling Du would still feel embarrassed in his heart,

After recovering the Nai He Bridge from the security department, it stopped for a while, and the phantom of the Nai He Bridge turned into tentacles again and went out to investigate. Ling Du's attention was no longer focused on the people in the room, and in order to be more familiar with the Nai He Bridge and couldn't stop studying, he would rather leave the Lingqiao Mansion and go out to see the scenery outside in broad daylight.

The heat of the sunset is about to fade, the time is not early, and the time to get off work in the afternoon is coming. It's been a long time since I've been in such a good mood like today, it's all the benefits that Nai He Bridge has brought him, and controlling the tentacles of the virtual incarnation of Nai He Bridge, Ling Du feels what it means to look down on the world, and what it means to treat all beings like ants.

Standing in his office in the Lingqiao Building, he saw that the people below were as small as ants, but the virtual image of the bridge was groundless, and the pride that arose spontaneously in Ling Du's heart had reached the height of not wanting to be unwanted, and it was beyond words.