Chapter 227: Mythology Archive
Golden fluff, golden-colored gold chain mail, wearing a phoenix-winged purple and gold crown, his feet staring at the lotus silk clouds, holding a long stick, he stood there, the momentum on his body soared, and his face was arrogant......
Wrong...... Li Yulong looked at the hero again, ordinary brown fluff, his clothes were just a rag covering his body, and his eyes were full of agility. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
In the blink of an eye, the hero's appearance changed again, becoming extremely furious, and the killing intent of the corpse mountain and sea of blood continued to emerge, and in the blink of an eye, the hero became peaceful and serene, and his hands were sealed......
Call...... How could this hero be so strange? Li Yulong was a little puzzled, but after staring at the hero, Li Yulong gave up the purchase, it was not a hero he could control now.
"The police are outside, shall we go and call them in?" One suggested.
"Yes...... This ......" Ye Li opened his mouth, but he did not object.
Bang Bang Bang Bang ...... Without them having to call, the police came up on their own.
Li Yulong glanced over there with difficulty, and sighed in his heart, it was really no good luck...... The person at the head was none other than the one who claimed to be Zao Wou-Ki.
"Yo, what a coincidence, but I ran into the two of you fighting to death while eating here, what's the matter, or, let's practice?" Zao Wou-Ki looked at Li Yulong lying on the shelf and smiled.
"You fight in the wilderness or underground, we don't care how big the fight is, and we will pretend not to see it if you make a little trouble here, but you dare to fight in the downtown area, tsk, our dynasty has not done it for a long time, have you forgotten these two words?"
Li Yulong squinted, "Oops, my stomach hurts...... No, I'm sore, I'm going to the hospital......" Li Yulong's face distorted.
"Take him away!" Zao Wou-Ki looked at him coldly.
The relevant departments of the state, this person is, do I want to contact this force now? Li Yulong grinned.
Forget it, if you fall into this quagmire, I'm afraid you will fall deeper and deeper......
Li Yulong's hand moved, and Zhao Wouji, who was walking in front, turned his head sharply, his right arm turned golden, and a white light swept through, bang! The camera in the corner was smashed by Li Yulong.
"What can a seriously injured body do by smashing a camera? If you have this strength, you might as well think about how to escape......" Zao Wou-Ki was puzzled.
"What, everyone, I'll go first......" Li Yulong used the remaining magic power, shook away the police who held him hostage, rolled on the spot, rolled to the window, and then shrank his body, got out of the window, and fell.
"Still want to escape?" Zao Wou-Ki stepped on it violently, and instantly went to the window to see Li Yulong constantly falling.
"Marker!" A snowball flew into the distance and hit an ordinary person, and the next moment, Li Yulong disappeared in place.
"Damn, it's so weird, could it be that the land has shrunk in ancient times? Vertical golden light? But those methods can't be refined? Or is he a stranger? Zao Wou-Ki pondered.
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"Keke...... The cooldown period of the danger mark is over, otherwise you will have to expose your transformation ability......" Li Yulong broke out in a cold sweat.
It's a small alley, and a man is walking trembling here.
"Who?" The man heard someone talking behind him and quickly turned his head to look back.
Li Yulong canceled his transformation the moment he turned his head, changed back to his original appearance, and all the injuries all over his body disappeared.
"Uh, man, let me ask you something, how far is this from the Fairy Light Avenue? Alas, forget it, you don't know, I'll go first......" After Li Yulong's rhetoric, he didn't look at the person and walked out of the alley.
The man stared at Li Yulong, touched his hand into his arms, hesitated in his heart, and finally gritted his teeth and took his hand out of his arms.
Walking out of the alley, Li Yulong bought a few finger cakes on the side of the road and ate them, this battle was nerve-wracking.
After eating the finger cakes, Li Yulong took out his mobile phone and called Lucy.
"Hello, the user you are calling does not exist......"
There is an unread message.
Li Yulong frowned, and a bad premonition surged in his heart.
The words in the letter are very simple, and the subject is just two words - breakup.
After reading it, Li Yulong casually deleted the information, a little confused and a little lost, "This ...... What's wrong? I'm going to ask ......."
Ding-dong, the second text message arrived.
Li Yulong looked at the above words, and he was even more dumbfounded, all of them were Lucy's accusations and dissatisfaction with him.
The third text message reappeared, an anonymous one.
Li Yulong opened the text message, Lucy, a seventh-level agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Li Yulong's face was expressionless, his hand was clenched hard, and the mobile phone was scrapped instantly.
Drops -- Two radio waves are emitted from a scrapped mobile phone.
S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.
"Director, the positioning chip in Li Yulong's mobile phone has disappeared, and the location is Pengcheng, China."
Nick frowned, "Forget it, ignore it, it's a foreigner anyway...... Build a mythological archive and requisition all occult scholars! ”
"The Mythology Archives are chronological, with Myth 1 being Norse God Thor, and Sif being Myth 2...... The angel Kyle, the mermaid of the sea, and the titan of the South Seas......" Nick rubbed his head.
"Okay, anything else?" His assistant Hill asked, nodding.
"And ...... No, make that Taoist Mingyang in China the mythical number zero......"
"Mingyang Mingyang...... I have asked a linguist to translate what he said, which means to change fate, change fate...... What fate did he change, and what was his fate like? Nick walked around with some anxiety.
"It's changed, everything has changed, where did it change? Myth Myth ...... We have very short information about that Taoist priest, and we only know that he is the last ...... The last person ......"
"Cultivator...... Cultivator...... We looked at the looted documents, and none of them were recorded, as if they had jumped out overnight...... No, they must be in the literature...... This damn Chinese is too complicated...... Building an archive of Chinese mythology,"
Nick suddenly turned to stare at Ciel, "I have a horrible guess - he's going to make a myth!" ”
"Uh...... I don't quite understand what you mean, sir......" Hill put away his notebook.
"I don't quite understand what I mean, to be honest, it's too tiring and brain-consuming to do this business, and I can only guess many things, based on my intuition for many years...... That's it, I'm tired, really, always so tired, why the hell ......"
"There's one thing I have to warn you of, sir, that we've got too many things in our hands, and it's already caused a lot of dissatisfaction......," Hill said, putting his pen back in his chest.
"I already know about it, I think, we're going to be disbanded soon......" Nick joked.
"Honestly, I think so, we consume too much money and offend too many people......" Hill nodded approvingly. (To be continued.) )