The black shadow that clings to the ground like a black mist is humanoid, like a shadow of a person standing in the sunlight, if someone observes carefully, they will inevitably find that these shadows that seem to be floating on the surface are not actually suspended, they are almost integrated with the ground, and the next second they appear, this shadow begins to stretch......

This humanoid black shadow stretched directly to a length of more than twenty meters, and it continued to sneak in the fog like a resentful ghost wandering on the ground, and because its color was too dim, it was impossible for Zhou to see it no matter how strong his eyesight was......

"There is qi moving...... Zhou seemed to sense the existence of the black shadow, and the nerves of the whole person suddenly tensed, and the sense of danger that could not be described in words spread rapidly in his heart like a virus.

That's right, he was scared.

Even if Zhou didn't know what the fast-moving object was, his sixth sense gave a clear warning.

That fast-moving object was something that could kill him.

"Isn't Zhuge Jing dead?"

Zhou frowned, and the look on his thin face looked a little complicated, because he had been sad for Zhuge Jing for a while before, and he even felt a little guilty in his heart...... Killing Zhuge Jing in order to win this game was something he didn't want to accept.

If he had known that Zhuge Jing would be killed by a bombardment, maybe Zhou would rather not play this game than let Zhuge Jing save his life, because from a certain point of view...... Although many people don't believe this, but the fact is that Zhou just looks like a grandson who steals people's batteries every day, but in fact he is more merciful than most strangers.

To put it bluntly, he has the potential to be a virgin.

So at this moment, finding the strange aura that suddenly rushed out, Zhou was also a little relieved in addition to being vigilant and jealous, it would be great if Zhuge Jing really didn't die, after all, he didn't want to do such a thing as killing.

After so many years of clean hands, he didn't want to get dirty in a game.

"Something is approaching me......"

At this moment, Lin Huan, who was pestled in the center of the battlefield like a big balloon, was a little nervous, because he heard a faint sound from the nearby grass, as if some kind of creature was crawling on the ground...... Lin Huan is not afraid of any demons and monsters, but he is afraid of snakes, which is also his only weakness, so as soon as he heard the strange crawling sound, Lin Huan was immediately so nervous that he was sweating profusely, and his face was frightened white.

He is now in the state of the balloonman, in other words, his head can only be fixed at an angle and one position, as if he wants to turn his head or lower his head to take a look, this kind of action is simply impossible to complete.

The more scared you are, the more you want to see, and the more you can't see, the more scared you are.

It's an endless loop.

"Don't be afraid!"

Zhou shouted loudly, carrying the humanoid energy cannon Zhang Nan turned around, and approached Lin Huan with a step, in the process, he also cheered up, always paying attention to the object that was moving rapidly with a strange aura.

Is that Zhuge Jing?

Zhou was a little puzzled, because judging from the trajectory of the object's movement and the feeling it transmitted to himself, it didn't look like a living person at all, and it was even far from those abnormal lifeforms...... What the hell is moving around here?? Could it be that there are real ghosts??

Just when Zhou was concentrating on observing the wind and grass in all directions, he heard Lin Huan scream without warning.

"Save Me !!"

He only uttered these two words, and then he was silent.

Before Zhou and others could react and step forward to save Lin Huan, they heard a very sudden scream of "咀" sounded in the field, the sharp wind whistle was like the sound of a balloon leaking, and Lin Huan's swollen body gradually shrugged down at this moment, and the dense fog that permeated the field also began to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Zhou came to Lin Huan with Zhang Nan on his shoulder, he found that he had fallen into a deep coma, with two extremely striking black handprints on his legs, the dull tone was darker than the metallic paint of the sprayed vehicle, and it smelled very faint of blood.

No one knows what happened to Lin Huan.

There's breathing, there's a heartbeat.

All the vital signs are so normal that they can't be normal anymore, but they can't wake up alive or dead, and even if Zhou and their big mouths go up, Lin Huan still remains in a deep coma.

But...... His eyes looked strange.

The black in the iris seems to have spread out, and the entire eyeball is as black as obsidian, and there is no way to distinguish the boundary between the iris and the whites of the eyes.

At this moment, the fog that shrouded the wasteland completely dissipated, and the audience in front of the screen finally had the opportunity to see the picture clearly, when they saw Lin Huan lying on the ground and his life and death were unknown, the vast majority of the audience had a question mark on their faces, because they didn't know what was going on here, and judging from the picture of the drone's live broadcast, Zhuge Jing was gone.

"Damn, what's going on!" Lu Yisheng kept rolling his eyes, trying to find Zhuge Jing's figure from the live broadcast pictures on the screen, "Why is that old boy Zhuge missing?!" ”

"It's not missing ......"

The expression on Chen Xian's face was a little solemn, his pupils constricted as if he had discovered something, and he looked at the "shadows" left on the ground on the screen, and the surprise in his heart was even worse. vertex

"He's in the ring......"

"He's in the ring?"

Lu Yisheng couldn't understand Chen Xian's answer, and his face was full of doubts.

"Where is he?"

Chen Xian got up and walked slowly to the screen, pointed his finger on the screen a few times, and drew a circle the size of half a wasteland.

When everyone followed Chen Xian's instructions and took a closer look, they found that the wasteland area he pointed out seemed to be different from other places...... There is a layer of shadows on the ground, like a shadow formed by a natural light object blocking the propagation of light.

"What are these things......

"It's like a shadow...... But there is no shade here, how can there be shadows......"

"It's moving!!"

With Lu Yisheng's exclamation, everyone saw that the shadow covering the ground suddenly squirmed, and it began to shrink continuously...... And its irregular shape became more and more humanoid.

When it shrank to the size of a normal figure, a white, thin arm suddenly poked out of it, and then it clasped the grass next to it, pulling the main trunk of its body away from the shadows little by little......

At this moment, Zhuge Jing was like a person who had just climbed ashore from the water, and those shadows were bottomless black pools, and when he completely withdrew his body from that shadow, the shadows became smaller and smaller until they disappeared completely.

"Kunlun will really hide the dragon and crouching tiger, I thought this trick didn't have to be exposed so early......" Zhuge Jing smiled bitterly, his ragged face and black face were almost like beggars, and he looked as embarrassed as he was, "Brother Zhou, you two have made me miserable, I just bought this dress for less than a week......

There was a dead silence in the arena, and no one responded to his words.

The audience in front of the screen was also shocked, because they had never seen such a strange ability...... How did this Zhuge Jing fit into that shadow?! And where did he come from?? Could it be that the shadow is a separate dimensional space?

"What happened to my brother?"

Zhou was the first to speak, although his heart was full of fear of Zhuge Jing, but at this time he still decided to stand up and ask, if something really happened to Lin Huan, even if his surname Zhou risked his life, he would have to let Zhuge Jing pay for his blood debt!

"Your brother?"

Zhuge Jing raised his hand to wipe the dust on his face, then suddenly bent down and directly put his right palm on the ground.

It was as if he was holding something.

He jerked upward......

A slender but three-dimensional "shadow" was lifted out of the ground by him.

"The fog he made is so annoying, so I just want him to sleep for a while, you won't have a problem, right?" Zhuge Jing asked with a smile.

Zhou and Zhang Nan looked at the "shadow" with the same body profile as Lin Huan, they looked at each other in silence for a while, and both nodded in unison.

"You win, let him get back to normal."

Zhang Nan put away his supernatural power and jumped directly off Zhou's shoulder, the expression on his face looked a little nervous, as if he was afraid that his brother would fall into some unknown danger, after all, the shadow in Zhuge Jing's hand ...... It's really not an ordinary thing.

Not a soul.

Not energy.

It is a kind of "substance" that exudes a cold but unspeakable atmosphere.

"I won?"

Zhuge Jing was stunned, obviously he didn't expect them to admit defeat so easily, but it's good to win, for him, the result is always much more important than the process.

"Okay, then I'll give him back to you......"

Zhuge Jing smiled and casually threw the "shadow" out.

"Next!"