At seven o'clock Tokyo time, five minutes had passed, and the streets of Shibuya were bustling and orderly, and there was nothing unusual.

Did they really scare away the mastermind behind the scenes?

Lin Luoran pursed her lips, always feeling that some of the key factors might have been ignored by them. Where is it?

On that side, there was a sudden commotion in front of the department store, many plainclothes people were dispatched, and other practitioners formed an encirclement around the place where the chaos occurred, but after pressing a young man with yellow hair to the ground, it was found that this person was just a thief who was found by the owner in front of the department store.

This is really an ordinary thief, and there is no such thing as anyone trying to create chaos to fish in troubled waters.

The night wind blew Lin Luoran's skirt upside down, and the bright neon was reflected in her eyes, and Lin Qingxue could feel the low pressure coming from her.

The communicator on Lin Qingxue's wrist suddenly remembered that she pressed a certain button, and a virtual image the size of a computer screen was projected in front of her eyes. This is a gadget derived from Huaxia's research on "Uni Technology", encrypted 3D audio and video transmission, which cannot be intercepted, and does not uninstall the password to leave the user's wrist, and will self-destruct within 3 seconds.

Lin Qingxue was obviously surprised by the content in the video, and she chose to invite her companions to watch it.

In this way, Lin Luoran can also see the content of the video and hear the sound, and she didn't have time to sigh at the progress of technology, so she frowned at the content in the video.

Under the orange street lamp, two cars speeding on the mountain road suddenly screamed, and the sound of sudden braking pierced the silence of the mountain field.

As soon as the screen turned, two extremely fast figures rushed towards the vehicle where the accident occurred, their bodies were extremely fast, and their faces were blurred in the video. Lin Luoran already felt familiar, Lin Qingxue stilled the picture, and enlarged the faces of the two people, Lin Luoran felt that the uneasiness he had been feeling was finally reflected.

- This is clearly Lin Luodong and Huang Weijian!

Changed to an ordinary Huaxia parent, in this case, he was so angry that he was dizzy, and he would inevitably scold the two disobedient teenagers, but in Lin Luoran's opinion, even if he had to beat the two of them hard, he had to find a talent.

This is a video clip that is only a few tens of seconds, from the sudden screaming sound in the driveway, to the sudden braking, to the two teenagers pounced in the direction of the vehicle, the video came to an abrupt end.

"Miss Hayashi, the video was shot at the No. 2 section of the Mt. Fuji Kawaguchiko trailhead, the time was 19:05 Tokyo time, and the time of receiving the video was 19:05 Tokyo time, and there is a 99% chance that the member of the logistics team who shot the video has died."

If he was still alive, it would not have been possible for five minutes to send back this important video, which should have been an automatic message from the communicator five minutes after the owner stopped his pulse.

As a special soldier, Lin Qingxue has not seen her comrades die by her side, her eyes are still wet at the moment, and the teammate on the No. 2 road section is Hang Kun, a friend she has known for eight years.

Lin Luoran felt the grief of the female soldier, is there a 99% chance of death? This should be out of the caution of the soldiers, the logistics special forces who recorded the video and sent it back, almost certainly died, as Lin Qingxue said.

What happened before he died?

Are Lin Luodong and Huang Weijian still alive?

Time was pressing, and Lin Luoran only left a sentence of "Sort out his information to me", and then went in the direction of Mount Fuji. All she can say is such pale words of comfort, even if she compensates the family of this special soldier afterwards, how can she get back a fresh life?

Lin Luoran is not the Holy Mother, but when she thinks of the news that an unknown soldier sent back Lin Luodong and Huang Weijian with death, she can't be as indifferent as if she doesn't know about it.

This soldier gave her brother a chance to survive. People are not grass and trees, and in the long-term relationship, even the awkward Huang Weijian's status in the Lin family is not much lighter than Luo Dong.

When flying over the top of the building, Li Xi'er wrapped Zhao Jian with a bundle of immortal ropes and jumped up. Seeing Lin Luoran's serious expression, she had already secretly guessed whether something big had happened.

Wen Guanjing also followed with Yujian, leaving Yuan Ye and Lin Dad in the crowd, ignoring the shocking world, beckoning Xiao Jin to swoop down, and the two sat on Xiao Jin's back on the crowded streets of Shibuya, and disappeared into the sky.

The small golden wings were spread out and ten meters long, which brought a huge impact to everyone present.

Lin Qingxue's communicator sounded again, and the cautious female soldier, injured by the pain of losing her comrades, gave the order to advance in the direction of Mount Fuji with red eyes.

She was in charge of the logistics of this rescue mission, and took the initiative to order the logistics troops to enter the core of the rescue range when she did not receive an order from her superiors, and she would inevitably be punished after returning to China - but people are not machines after all, if they are always perfect step by step, she is not the Lin Qingxue who can shoot the blood clan accurately in the head when other people's palms are sweating.

It was the first non-human being she had killed.

Lin Qingxue clenched the psionic pistol in her hand, she firmly believed that as long as it was used properly, ordinary soldiers could defeat this invisible inhuman existence behind the scenes.

There was a determined look in the eyes of the female soldiers.

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"Don't go over!" Huang Weijian grabbed Lin Luodong, who was about to check the car, "You have to learn to use your divine sense, there are no living people in the car at all." ”

Lin Luodong stopped, the two were the same age, but Huang Weijian was a junior in terms of cultivation, and he was flustered for a while, forgetting that in addition to his eyes, the monk also had divine sense to use.

If you can't touch the car, it's safest to use your senses.

Lin Luodong "saw" the car where the heads of the two cars collided together, and there was indeed no living person inside. To be more precise, only the two drivers in the driver's seat, with a peaceful smile on their faces, but bleeding from seven holes - their appearance, as if they had seen some beautiful scenery that they did not want to share with others before they died, so there was a hint of weirdness in their smiles.

In addition to the two drivers in the car who had stopped their heartbeats and had died strangely, whether it was the Japanese student who was inexplicably arrogant before, or the smiling female student Huang Juan, they all disappeared out of thin air.

"From the time we hear the scream, to the sudden braking of the vehicle, it won't take more than thirty seconds, right?" When Lin Luodong was thinking, he was a little like Lin Luoran, and his brows were always wrinkled unconsciously.

Huang Weijian nodded, the two big living people who died under their noses, and the students who disappeared without a trace, this must have something to do with the mission of the Huaxia monks here, what is it?

The clue is right in front of you, and there are even compatriots who have a side relationship falling in.

Lin Luodong's eyes were firm, he was the same as himself, he couldn't sit idly by. Huang Weijian's wrist moved slightly, he had already written hard, the end of the pen fell the cursive line, and the young man slowly read: "I want to ride the wind and go back......"

His voice and gestures touched a certain force between heaven and earth, and the wind suddenly rose in the quiet night, rolling up the fallen leaves and flowers on the ground, Huang Weijian grabbed Lin Luodong's arm, and the two of them were blown into the air by this seemingly insignificant breeze.

Lin Luodong was a little surprised, and his astonishment could not be concealed, "When did you learn to borrow the wind?" ”

Although he knew that the "Confucianism" that his friend had learned was a different way of cultivating, monks below the foundation building period could not fly by the wind, which had become Lin Luodong's directional thinking...... This is too child's play, Huang Weijian's usual hiding is too good, right?

Huang Weijian ignored him, and with a turn of the pen, the flight speed of him and Lin Luodong increased suddenly, and the two of them went straight to the top of Mount Fuji under the guidance of the bald pen.

If Lin Luodong's realm is a little higher, it will be easy to see that it is not Huang Weijian's cultivation method that goes against the sky, and the young man flies by the wind, but more by relying on the guidance of this magical bald pen, so that the weight of the two people's bodies can be lifted by the breeze and take advantage of the momentum to fly.

After they vanished, a rear special forces soldier wearing a camouflage uniform hiding on a hillside revealed his form.

"Hey, this time you sent two such young domestic monks?"

With the help of a small but functional communicator on his wrist, the soldier could clearly hear the conversation between the two teenagers.

Because the matter involved the disappearance of the human being this time, he was about to transmit the video to his superiors, but his body suddenly stiffened.

No one knew what the soldier saw, the smile on his face grew brighter and better, and then his eyes, ears, nose and nose began to bleed, and in a few seconds, he died of exhaustion.

His name is Hang Kun, the deputy captain of the promising special brigade codenamed "Guangming", at the age of 28, single and unmarried, and will be buried forever next to the No. 2 road at the trailhead of Kawaguchiko Fuji.

The night was thick, there seemed to be a flashing of gorgeous skirts, the birds on the trees were stunned, and when they looked at it again in the blink of an eye, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and there was no special abnormality on the hillside where the special forces died.

Dazzled, right? The sparrow's small brain size is not enough for it to think deeply, and it is summer, and the berries of Mt. Fuji are even more interesting.

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Huang Weijian controlled the wind and barely landed outside a quaint Japanese courtyard.

The bald pen he held in his hand, unaware of something, was hot and hot, and he almost came out of his hand. Only a few years ago, the bat demon made the bald pen have a similar state, and Huang Weijian couldn't help but feel like a great enemy.

"Why don't you go in?" Lin Luodong looked at this slightly low Japanese courtyard, and didn't know what his friend was doing in a daze.

Huang Weijian had a deep helplessness in his eyes hidden under his bangs, and the transitional protection was Lin Luodong, right? Do you have to suffer losses to learn to be cautious? He is not at all like the sister of the Lin family.

The two teenagers cautiously looked around, and finally managed to find something that looked like a street sign.

I can't understand Japanese, and the English translation can't always accurately express the meaning, or Lin Luodong took out the handheld computer, so Baidu came out of the meaning of the sign.

"Hongu Asama Taisha?"

Huang Weijian was stunned, "Check what you're doing here." ”

Lin Luodong's fingers slid flexibly on the screen, and the almighty Du Niang quickly told him the truth: "It is a place to worship the god of Mount Fuji, what 'Wood Flower Blossom Ya Ji Life' goddess, the name is really tongue-twisting." ”

Huang Weijian's face stinked like someone owed him millions, and he snorted coldly: "No wonder! ”

Why not? Lin Luodong was about to ask, when a girl's cry came from the originally quiet courtyard, hey, it's a little familiar-isn't this the voice of the female student Huang Juan?!

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