Chapter Ninety-Two: Strange Space

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Mi Qing boldly guessed when he heard this, "Human experiments? ”

Feng Cheng glared at her, hating iron but not steel, "You can shut up." ”

This kid is very smart most of the time, how can he be stupid at this time.

"Oh."

Mi Qing shut up.

Mi Qing, who shut up, followed Feng Cheng for seven or eight minutes, and his eyes became wide.

A huge reishi lucidum stood in front of him, and the flesh-white tentacles hung down like catkins.

There are transparent vessels in the four corners below the lingzhi, and the tentacles of the lingzhi hang down, and the tentacles inside the tentacles dripping like blood.

The liquid drips infrequently, and only a thin layer has accumulated in the four vessels.

"What's that?"

Mi Qing asked.

Feng Cheng followed her gaze and explained: "The sweat of the blood lingzhi has the effect of warming the meridians and regenerating broken bones. It's just that the output is small, and only one drop requires tens of millions of points. ”

"Now there is a new spray on the research institute, which is the blood sweat of diluted blood Ganoderma lucidum. It can quickly stop bleeding and repair wounds. In a few days, it will be rolled out. ”

Mi Qing was taken aback when he heard this.

A blood Ganoderma lucidum, not to mention the effect, the effect is also wonderful.

"And that's just half of the benefits and properties of the Blood Reishi. Researchers are still working hard to study, maybe the follow-up blood Ganoderma lucidum will have a more miraculous effect, "Feng Cheng is also very impressed by these scientific researchers in the rear."

After too much gossip, the two of them passed through the body of the blood lingzhi and came to the other end.

There are also many separate rooms.

However, unlike the previous floor, there is no need for a special staff to lead the way.

Coming to the penultimate room, the meat wall of the meat door contains an abundance of vitality.

"There's someone waiting inside, you can go in."

Feng Cheng could only stop there, she did not have permission to enter these small houses that were separated.

Mi Qing nodded.

With the same identity verification as before, she went in.

Darkness strikes, and the five senses become sharpened.

Mi Qing could tell that there was more than one person here. Her body tensed, and a little starlight appeared in a flash.

The starlight is soft and does not dazzle in the dark.

She looked at the starlight and realized that it was a small bug that resembled a firefly. Dancing and dancing, the starlight is dreamy and charming.

Moving his gaze along these dancing stars, he realized that there was no edge in sight of this space. At the farthest end of the spectrum, there is boundless black.

She thought in her heart, could this be one of the characteristics of the Blood Lingzhi?

If so, that's awesome.

"Mi Qing."

Suddenly, someone called her name. The sound reverberates, finally focusing on one point.

Mi Qing looked over, and someone appeared in the distance in the vanity of darkness. Glowing worms landed on his hand, illuminating the range he was in.

After looking up and down along the light, Mi Qing noticed that under his feet were ancient stone steps with weeds, which had a sense of age.

The weeds seemed to feel her gaze, and they grew wildly, and in a moment they had already turned into a weedy corridor.

Her gaze fell on the other person's face, and it was certain that he was a capable person she didn't know.

"Keep up."

He walked up the weedy corridor, and the stone steps appeared one by one.

Mi Qing's gaze fell on the stone steps for a moment, and then followed.

The space is weird.

Whether it's the void, or the weeds, or the power, it's all strange.

"Look there."

The man in front of him stopped, pointing to a void.

The glowing fireflies flew over and landed in the void. The stars spilled and lit up a corner.

Mi Qing found that it was the devil's red coffin.

Next to it, it is the black coffin of the ghost mother.

One black and one red, one large and one small, just hanging in the air.

It's just that today's coffins are not as yin as they were in 'Heihe' at the beginning.

"My lord, the yin qi of the coffin of the mother and son ......" Mi Qing didn't know each other, but he needed to have basic etiquette.

"My name is Bai Yi."

Bai Yi? Sounds familiar. But for a while, Mi Qing couldn't remember.

After Bai Yi introduced himself, he said: "The coffin of the mother and son was born because of the yin qi. Someone took away their Yin Qi, causing their level to drop by three levels, just enough for you. In the future, if you stay in the void realm where yin qi prevails, you will replenish it. ”

Mi Qing: "......" can still be like this? Learned.

Bai Yi: "You go to contain." ”

Mi Qing responded, with a slight touch of her feet, blood chains appeared behind her, and she stood in the air.

For a moment, she stood on the crimson coffin. The crimson coffin shook, and she perfunctorily comforted, "Brother, be good." ”

She squatted down with a bold slash and raised her hand to press it on the jet-black coffin.

There was no maintenance for three seconds, and the ink-black coffin suddenly opened, dragging the surprised Mi Qing in.

The inky black coffin shook a dozen times, and then returned to calm......

Bai Yi looked at this scene with an unchanged expression.

A woman suddenly appeared beside him, looked at the coffin of the son and mother and smiled: "You have deceived other people's little girls again." ”

"Tsk," Bai Yi stammered, "don't blame me, it's her who didn't recognize it." ”

As he spoke, his countenance changed. In four seconds, his face completely changed to a different look.

The woman glanced at him, not at all surprised by his drastically changed appearance and temperament.

She stared at the coffin that shook violently and whispered, "She looks like you sometimes. ”

Bai Yidese, "I raised it, naturally like me." "Half a minute before and after, there was an overflow of yin qi in the coffin of the son and mother, as well as ghost blood and human blood.

His face pale as he watched the chain of blood fly against the coffin board, and he turned and disappeared. Only at last, his voice echoed in the woman's ears.

"Help me keep an eye on her. If I make it back alive, I'll introduce you two to each other. ”

Acquaintance?

The woman smiled wryly.

She can't do without the eighteenth floor, and what can she do if she can know the family he cares about.

Seeing Mi Qing jumping out of the coffin of her mother and son with blood, the woman suppressed the strangeness in her heart. Just as he was about to step forward, he saw Mi Qing spit out the blood in his mouth in disgust, his right hand was held in the void, and the ghost mother who was shrunk in the coffin was grabbed by her hair and dragged out.

The appearance of the ghost mother's yin qi dissipating, there is a miserable word that can be described.

The woman's footsteps paused, and she suddenly felt that Mi Qing and Bai Yi were indeed similar in terms of fierceness and ruthlessness.

Then, Mi Qing's next move made her more aware that these two could be more alike.

"I'll go to your uncle's. Without saying hello, you want to drill into my stomach alive? Are you tired of dying? ”

Mi Qing was almost forcibly mothered just now, and that feeling is really more than just nausea and pain.

Thinking of this, she pulled the hair on the back of the ghost mother's head and knocked it on the coffin board.

The dull crashing sound and the ghost mother's hum were mixed together, making people's scalps tingle for no reason.

"I am talking about sisters and brothers with your son, but you want to talk about mother and daughter with me, which is very excessive."

Mi Qing doesn't even want to be a sister, where is she willing to be a mother.

Oh, by the way, you have to be a grandmother.

Thinking that he was almost about to be successfully counterattacked by the ghost mother, the more Mi Qing thought about it, the more angry he became.

It took a few hard blows before she let go of the ghost mother's hair, which was about to be precarious due to the collapse of the yin qi.

The ghost mother was released and immediately got into the coffin.

The red coffin under his feet shook unsteadily, Mi Qing frowned, stomped his feet, and said, "Be quiet." ”

------Off topic------

I'll be able to go to work tomorrow, and I'll be able to settle down after that