While Vanessa was still angry that she had been forcibly deprived of the right to investigate the case, the progress on the dialect's side was surprisingly smooth. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

On this day, Fang Yan left his laboratory in a rare way, and walked out of another exit of the underground cavern, and came directly above the laboratory, a place in a ravine deep in the primeval mountain forest.

It seems that due to the influence of changes in the underground rock formations, the terrain in the valley directly above the cave is significantly different from its surrounding environment.

Although there is no grass growing in the valley, most of them are covered with gray rocks, with only a few sparse shades of green dotted among them.

In the center of the ravine, an irregular stone pillar about ten feet high protrudes abruptly from the ground.

The ravines and ravines are meandering, and the surface of the stone pillars is full of the scars left by time and wind and frost.

And at the top of it, the figure of the dialect is quietly standing at this moment.

As far as the eye can see, within a range of tens of meters around the dialect, there are also gray-white stone pillars of different sizes, different heights, like a guard guarding the valley, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years after wind and rain.

Fang Yan's expression was solemn, and his eyes lingered on the surrounding stone pillars for a while, as if he was thinking about something.

After a moment, Fang Yan nodded with a satisfied expression.

In his mental power exploration, this gray-white stone was not much worse than ordinary metal in terms of hardness, and it was enough to be used as a prop for the next test.

"Then the next thing is - up!"

Seeing that the dialect had not yet fallen, a translucent blade the size of a thumb and as thin as a cicada's wings suddenly flew out of his body.

Woohoo!

As Fang Yan's mind moved, these small but numerous translucent blades began to move regularly around his body like a web, densely intertwined in the void.

Driven by the power of dialect thoughts, these translucent blades moved extremely fast, shuttling through the void at the moment, and they couldn't even leave much afterimage in the human retina.

From the outside world, the air within a few meters of the dialect's body seemed to be distorted at the moment!

He didn't say much, after all, the power of telecommunication did not require chanting incantations like witchcraft, and the dialect was just a movement of his mind, and these translucent blades that had firmly protected him shot out in the direction of his mind.

rustle,

A slight grinding sound sounded in Fang Yan's ears, but the gray-white stone pillar that he could see seemed to be indistinguishable from before.

After a few breaths, when Fang Yan withdrew the translucent blades that were suspended in the air, instead of being disappointed, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Whew~"

Fang Yan suddenly blew lightly forward, and a wisp of gas with a faint blue luster, containing a trace of wind elemental energy particles, appeared in front of him, and rolled towards the stone pillar in front of him.

In just ten meters, by the time the wisp of gas, which was not much stronger than a breath at the time of its initial appearance, spread in front of the stone pillar, it had already turned into a small cyclone comparable to the strength of a third-level breeze.

Under the expectant gaze of Fang Yan, the wind swirled gently over the stone pillar, and the movements were as gentle as a palm brushing the lover's face.

But in the next moment, the gray-white stone pillar, which was as hard as steel, fell down in the light of the breeze, turning into a handful of stone powder as fine as sand, and was carried into the air by the wind.

"What a fierce attack!"

Fang Yan finally couldn't help but speak, and a trace of joy on his face overflowed uncontrollably.

Naturally, this compliment was not given to the breeze just now, but to the translucent cicada wing blades that were manipulated by his telekinesis, like the fingers of the arm!

"In terms of physical lethality alone, this attack is no less than any witchcraft I currently master!"

The more Fang Yan pondered in his heart, the more he felt that this trick was very useful: "What's more important is to send out such an attack, in addition to the mental consumption, there is almost no loss of mental power, which is much more cost-effective than using witchcraft!" ”

Fang Yan stretched out his right hand and gently rubbed it against the special belt around his waist, and those translucent cicada wing blades just now were installed here at this moment.

"And this is just an unenchanted ordinary weapon, if each blade is attached with a special attribute, or even a constant witchcraft in each blade, then ...... It's invincible! ”

Such a scene, Fang Yan feels extremely excited just thinking about it.

"It's just the materials it costs to do this—"

Fang Yan seemed to suddenly remember something, and his face suddenly changed: "I'm afraid that even if I search all this world, I won't be able to save it all, right?" ”

Ordinary materials are fine, but the key is that those special materials that can withstand the energy of witchcraft and keep the effect of witchcraft constant, are too few in this world.

For some reason, Fang Yan suddenly remembered the demonized creature body that had been dismantled by himself for more than eighty pieces.

"I can't say that I still have to fight those hellish creatures?"

……

……

"Did something happen today?"

At the dinner table, Fang Yan suddenly stopped what he was doing and asked Vanessa on the other side.

From the moment he got home just now, he felt that something was wrong with this woman today.

Usually Vanessa is indeed more lazy at home, but it will not look like she has lost her spirit like she does today.

Although Fang Yan has been obsessed with pondering the power of his thoughts in recent days, he has neglected the affairs of the outside world, but Vanessa's obvious abnormal behavior still easily attracted his attention.

"I didn't ...... It's okay......"

Vanessa pulled herself together and tried to squeeze a smile into the dialect. But this smile, which was obviously more ugly than crying, made Fang Yan can't help but roll his eyes, revealing a disgusted expression.

"Okay, stop laughing, what the hell is going on?"

Seeing that Vanessa's face had a tendency to turn green, Fang Yan decisively put away the disgust on his face, straightened his face and asked again.

"I ......"

Vanessa wanted to make a casual excuse to divert the topic, but under Fang Yan's eyes that suddenly became serious, she suddenly felt a trace of timidity in her heart for some reason.

The lie that she wanted to blurt out came to her mouth but couldn't tell it, and Vanessa turned her head a little dejectedly, leaving Fang Yan with a beautiful back of the head.

A hint of clarity flashed in Fang Yan's eyes, knowing that Vanessa must have encountered something difficult, such a look, he had only seen Vanessa's face twice in so many years! And last time it was ......

Suddenly, the dialect seemed to remember something. He gently put down the utensils in his hand and asked Vanessa softly, "Is there something wrong with the case you handled?" I guess if this case has been transferred to a higher department? ”

(To be continued.) )