Chapter Seventy-Nine: Prison in the Air
"Ling... Wind... Ling Feng ...... "Chen Lingfeng suddenly heard someone calling his name, he opened his eyes, and there was nothing around him except darkness.
"Ling Feng... Ling Feng......" shouted again, this time Chen Lingfeng heard it more truly, it was Yang Siya's voice. He struggled to prop up his body, and in the darkness around him, some white points of light flashed, and he saw Yang Siya walking from those points of light.
"Siya..."Chen Lingfeng squinted his eyes, and his eyes were a little painful from those white lights.
Yang Siya came to Chen Lingfeng's side, gently wrapped her arms around his neck, and buried her head in his arms.
Everything was so familiar, familiar hands, familiar touches, and even the familiar faint fragrance.
Chen Lingfeng was a little intoxicated for a while, and he couldn't tell whether he was in reality or a dream. But he actually missed this feeling, this warmth embedded in his heart.
He closed his eyes and quietly savored it, until he heard the sound of some kind of liquid dripping beside him.
"Click, click" is the sound of water dripping, but the sound is as clear and noisy as the waves of the waves, and then, Chen Lingfeng felt that his whole body seemed to be soaked in water, and the ripples caused by the water droplets pushed his body in circles.
"You... Why do you want to do this, have you forgotten what you promised?! There was another angry roar of a woman in his ears, Chen Lingfeng turned his head, Mo Xiaoli was standing not far away, his eyes were dripping red liquid, which was drops of bright red blood.
At this moment, the darkness suddenly became wide, and Chen Lingfeng found that they were standing on the surface of a lake without a boundary, no, this was not a lake, and the dark red liquid clutched his feet like a viscous swamp.
"If you don't keep the promise, you'll lose everything." Mo Xiaoli, who was bleeding blood and tears, floated over like a ghost, and in the next second, Yang Siya, who was originally in Chen Lingfeng's arms, had fallen into her hands in an instant.
"Hiss" Mo Xiaoli stretched out her bright red tongue and licked Yang Siya's neck like a beast, and then she showed an evil smile and bit Yang Siya's throat in one bite.
"Poof" blood splattered out like a spring, and Yang Siya was expressionless, waiting for the passage of life with wide eyes.
"Heh, hehe" Mo Xiaoli laughed madly, blood, long hair flying and scattered, and the deep dark red all around, this is undoubtedly a picture of hell.
Chen Lingfeng wanted to rush to Mo Xiaoli's side, but suddenly several arms with sharp claws stretched out from the pool of blood under his feet and pulled him down.
The strong smell of blood instantly penetrated every crevice of his body, choking on blood and water, and he couldn't breathe, and soon he stopped struggling and sank to the bottom of the lake.
When he was dying, he saw the corpses piled up at the bottom of the lake, and the companions of the firefly team, looking at him with wide eyes and extremely painful faces......
"No !!" Chen Lingfeng let out a desperate roar, he opened his eyes, and when his eyes adjusted to the light, those horrible images were long gone, and he found himself in a windowless hut, his weapons and combat uniforms were gone, replaced by numbered prison uniforms.
The electronically induced mechanical door lock opened, and two heavily armed soldiers walked in.
"Tell the captain that the Prisoner Zero chosen by Lord Blade has woken up." The soldier with the communicator said to another soldier standing in the doorway.
The soldier at the door nodded, turned and ran out of the cell.
Chen Lingfeng didn't know what they were talking about, how he could have become a prisoner, he clenched his fists, and all the injuries on his body from the battle with Shi Blade had recovered. Moreover, he felt that the abnormal state in his body had disappeared, and his whole body was filled with an indescribable power.
"No... Don't move, take a step forward, the guy in my hand doesn't have eyes. The soldier who stayed behind to guard Chen Lingfeng raised his rifle and pointed it at him, as if he was extremely afraid.
A short time later, a sturdy man in an officer's uniform walked in.
"Captain, prisoner zero is awake." The soldier with the gun just now hurriedly saluted the officer who walked in.
"I don't know what slum you're from, but while Lord Templar has taken a fancy to you, it's best not to mess with me in this place.
Lord Hourblade commanded that you take you to meet him as soon as you wake up, and you will have to work hard for the rest of the game. The officer pretended to be majestic, and then ordered the soldiers beside him to handcuff Chen Lingfeng and escort him out of the cell.
This is an arc-shaped closed building, with a total of five floors, except for the fifth floor, the rest of the floors have many electronic door lock cells guarded by soldiers, and only the fifth floor has only one cell where Chen Lingfeng lives.
At this time, the prisoners on the fourth floor downstairs were all standing in the corridor outside the cell staring at the empty area of the lowest platform, Chen Lingfeng glanced at the large group of people surrounding there, as if arguing about something, and then, he saw that there was blood spurting out of someone's face, and those people were actually fighting.
But what made him feel strange was that the soldiers who were standing on the side and were in charge of guarding did not step forward to stop them, but gathered together to discuss excitedly.
At this time, some prisoners found Chen Lingfeng upstairs, and they all conveyed the news to the people around them, and after a while, almost everyone on the floor below looked at him, and all of them were full of anger and murderous light, and those eyes full of hatred seemed to tear him apart.
I don't know how long I walked, but after stepping through many mechanical doors that required identity verification, Chen Lingfeng finally came to a wooden sliding door.
The elaborately carved doorposts and the chandeliers that sit by the doors with a classical charm look out of place in the cold metal aisles of the past.
"Lord Hourblade, Prisoner Zero has been brought." The officers and soldiers escorting Chen Lingfeng all respectfully knelt on one knee and reported.
"Alright, stand down and untie the handcuffs to him." A slender voice came from inside the door, Chen Lingfeng's brows moved, and the picture of the fierce battle before was still vivid.
The officer answered, and immediately asked the soldiers to open the handcuffs for Chen Lingfeng, and then retreated after reporting the situation.
"You can come in." Inside the door again, the voice of the blade could not distinguish the gender.
Chen Lingfeng moved his wrist and pushed open the antique wooden door.
As soon as I entered the door, a faint aroma of orchids wafted in, refreshing people's hearts.
It is a Japanese-style cottage with neat tatami mats on the floor, calligraphy and calligraphy on the walls, and some ornate costumes hanging from the corners.
Floor-to-ceiling windows cover an entire wall facing the wooden door, and the airborne light and views from the windows make this cottage feel like a pavilion in the clouds.
In the center of the room were two sets of tea sets, the cups were already filled with steaming green tea, the rising white steam was cut into thin sections in the sun, and there was no impurity floating in the air, and it could be seen that the owner was a very tidy person.
"Close the door, don't let the foul air outside." Shi Jian said, sitting in front of the tea set on the floor.
He sat sideways on the floor in a wide classical robe, his white and slender soles peeking out from the hem of the robe, and an orchid-woven ankle ring on his ankle.
Comb the entire hair sideways and tie it up with a small pink headband at the ends. The face is still painted with light makeup, but the willow eyebrows and eyelashes are depicted, which makes the eyes more charming and moving.
"Didn't you hear? I'll tell you to close the door. Seeing Chen Lingfeng stunned and looking at himself, Shi Jian raised his hand and pointed to the wooden door again.
Chen Lingfeng came back to his senses at this time, and hurriedly turned around and closed the wooden door.
"Sit down, this is indeed a good long knife, I don't know how many rounds you can win tomorrow." Shi Jian made a gesture to Chen Lingfeng to sit down, and then handed him back the star mark that had been placed aside.
"Athletics? What are you talking about? Chen Lingfeng picked up the long knife on the floor and sat opposite the blade with a slight frown.
"Let's not talk about that, by the way, I haven't officially welcomed you yet." Hour Blade stood up and walked lightly to the floor-to-ceiling window.
"Welcome to the land of sin and freedom, the heavenly prison of Yaoguang, the fortress of steel and the city of cast iron." Shi Jian looked out the window at the floating white clouds, and in the sunlight, these steel buildings shimmered faintly among the clouds, like a floating city.