The old man was about the same height as Feng Ling, and Feng Ling looked at her appearance carefully, which was indeed a little different from modern people.

What is the matter with you calling me? Lao Rao's voice was a little hoarse, and he looked at Feng Ling calmly and asked.

Feng Ling: What era did you live in?

The old man was stunned for a moment, he didn't guess that Feng Ling would ask this, compared to asking the time, in fact, Feng Ling wanted to ask her if she knew why her body was so well preserved, but she couldn't ask this question.

Moreover, the old man noticed a circle of corpses around him early in the morning, his expression was inexplicable, his eyes flashed, and Feng Ling saw clearly the dazed and surprised when she looked down at her body. The body retains the appearance of a freshly dead body. The skin is not shriveled and stiff, and there are no corpse spots of any kind.

She probably sighed in her heart, and the skills of future generations to keep corpses from rotting are really strong.

It seems that I don't know.

Meow's skills have a time limit, and the old man simply replied to Feng Ling's question, Feng Ling in her era has not heard of it, at least more than a year from now, and Feng Ling's other questions The old man also answered, but it was useless.

The old man sat quietly on the stone platform, Feng Ling's sense of the sea of consciousness moved, and the cold breath lingered in his heart, and he saw Bu Zhi appear beside him out of thin air.

Feng Ling noticed his eyes first, they were not closed as before, their quiet light purple eyes were back to their original state, without any scars, and they looked at her seriously as soon as they came to her.

You are at the end of the time of the cat bell, the old man's eyes are like torches, looking at the sudden appearance of Buzhi, his eyes flashed brightly, staring at him in a daze, as if he saw another person through the cloth, and even didn't know what to think of but burst into tears, her eyes were extremely complicated, as if there were a thousand words to say, but Meow had stopped turning the bell, and as soon as the bell was broken, she lost her life and fell on the stone platform.

Feng Ling heard her exclamation and saw the tears that were falling clearly. Can this old man see Buzhi?! Even with Bu Zhi, there is an intersection with the Tao, otherwise how could there be such a strong emotional fluctuation.

Bu Zhi glanced at the corpses placed around, his eyes narrowed slightly, his cold and indifferent gaze sharpened, and the turbidity in the air began to be restless and restless, the turbidity was polluted by the aura, and the aura surrendered to the Dao, so even if it became turbidity, they would feel afraid and involuntarily surrender.

Feng Ling faintly guessed the identity of these corpses, they are all dependents?

Although he used a questioning sentence, the tone was affirmative, Bu Zhi withdrew his gaze from the corpse, nodded seriously, and they found a connection with the Tao from the dependents.

The lab had collapsed except for this one, and nothing useful had been found. Feng Ling was obsessed with exploring what pure black was, but he didn't expect to find that there were a lot of things studied by this organization.

Seeing that Fuyuki seemed to be a little concerned about the research project of this laboratory, he gave him his own discovery, and when he left here, a lightning bolt disposed of all the corpses of those dependents, leaving not a single hair behind.

Leaving the underground laboratory, you must pass by the experimenter's side, Bu Zhi's eyes flashed slightly when he saw him, and he stopped, Feng Ling had observed this corpse before, but unfortunately he didn't find anything, what's wrong with him?

Died by the gods.

The night in Futaba Town is quiet, and the ground is gray and white. When Feng Ling passed by the town square, he carefully noticed that the shape of the bonfire had changed, as if something had been born in it, crushing the charcoal.

Can turbidity people be reborn after being burned to ashes?

Perception scanned the surroundings, but found no turbidity people, weird.

Feng Ling returned to the residential area and broke all the remaining live shackles, their expressions were blank, they just looked at Feng Ling in a daze, unmoved. The sixteen-year-old Erya was the first to react, but she didn't want to run away, her first reaction was to grab Feng Ling's hand and shout outside that I caught someone!

In order to prevent the captive humans from polluting into turbid beasts, the failed ones will regularly throw them into the seawater containing the aura to wash away the turbidity, which leads to the contamination of the seawater.

Feng Ling didn't care about the second girl who shouted,

After letting everyone go, they left, and it wasn't until Feng Ling's figure disappeared for a long time that the numb humans slowly realized that they were free, slowly got up from the ground, and rushed out of the room where they were imprisoned.

In the isolation room of the shelter in Huaguo City A, Lin Bei sat on a chair, with long legs relaxed, wearing a simple white shirt, brown hair on his forehead hanging slightly, a side face with a deep and distinct outline. The aqua blue eyes are clear and bright, lightly carrying a faint longing, and the curvature of the corners of the mouth is a little careless.

During the months of quarantine, there were heavily armed doctors to take temperatures and draw blood for various tests.

This is a little unbearable for Lin Beilai, he doesn't like to be stuck here and have nothing to do. Moreover, there was a person who had been waiting for him, and although he could borrow a phone to make a video chat, he still wanted to itch, so he almost couldn't wait to grow a pair of wings and fly over to see if the person was okay.

Fortunately, this kind of troublenation is about to end, and the virus on his body was cleared two months ago, but for the sake of safety, he still stayed for two months to observe, and now it is the final observation period.

The isolation room of the fourth-level leader was next to him, and the two of them could occasionally communicate. As the time of liberation got closer and closer, Lin Bei felt that the flow of time seemed to have slowed down, and the time of several hours became unbearable.

The moment the door was knocked, Lin Bei finally relaxed, he tidied up his clothes, especially took a good look at his face, and only after making sure that it was perfect did he open the door with a ruffian smile.

However, when he saw the person at the door, his expression froze, and after a few seconds, his heart swelled with endless joy, and the joy even washed away so much that he forgot to react, and only looked at the person in front of him blankly, his aqua blue eyes couldn't help but smile, and a little tenderness was added between his eyebrows.

There was a man standing at the door, about the same height as Lin Bei, with a pair of delicate black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, his jet-black hair was neither long nor short, the shreds looked very good to the touch, and there was a double-leaf grass on his head, which added a touch of cuteness to him. White shirt, black suit pants, and Lin Bei's very simple outfit, the two stand together very well, both in terms of appearance and clothes.

The man's waist and abdomen are narrow, his complexion is fair and delicate, with a touch of handsomeness and gentleness, his eyebrows are picturesque, and his temperament is like. Standing there quietly is pleasing to the eye.

Sunan, why are you here? Lin Bei laughed again after relieving himself, his smiling eyes seemed to be full of love threads, and the entanglement turned into a rope to trap the person in front of him and pull him into the whirlpool of his charm

Sunan is two years older than Lin Bei, but his expression has not changed after hearing Lin Bei's title, his voice is as clear as a spring, and his tone is low, come and take you home.