"Do you still need materials to mend the sky?" Yue Buqun actually heard Zhao Ling'er talk about this kind of thing for the first time.

Zhao Linger hugged the bun face and nodded cutely.

"I just remembered it!"

Yue Buqun sighed.

"What materials do you need?" Yue Buqun asked.

Zhao Ling'er: "Five kinds of substances that work together and have a stable structure. ”

"For example, the Nuwa Stone is an innate condensation of the five elements."

"And last time, the power I used to make up for the heavens was the five negative emotional powers collected by Sister Zhizhi."

Yue Buqun said: "Then let's collect five more negative emotions that are combined and have a stable structure?" ”

If you just collect negative emotions, it shouldn't be difficult.

Originally, modern society is more likely to be filled with all kinds of intense and violent emotions.

The Internet can mobilize tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions, of people in a short period of time.

Zhao Linger shook her head: "It's too late!" Sister Zhizhi has collected thousands of years of negative emotional energy, which was originally transformed into a world destroyer, and later used by me to mend the heavens. ”

"Although negative emotions are rampant, the quality is too poor, and it takes too long to condense and precipitate."

"If we want to make up for the heavens now, we have to collect some energy or matter of higher quality."

Yue Buqun frowned when he heard this.

If that's the case, it means that it's impossible to quickly complete the superficial task and walk away.

"I'm sorry! Master, it's all because Ling'er didn't do her job. Zhao Ling'er lowered her head and said.

Yue Buqun smiled when he heard this: "You just thought of it in advance, it's useless, the energy and quality needed to replenish the sky are so huge, with your current collection ability, you don't have the time and energy to complete the preparation in a short time." ”

"Well, let's come little by little."

When he said this, Yue Buqun had already taken out the broken Heavenly Book.

On the Book of Heaven, the fast-flowing words are still very chaotic.

The information stated above is numerous and chaotic.

There is not much specific information that Yue Buqun can see from it.

There are only a few.

But it was these few that made Yue Buqun look at it, and he felt a shudder.

There is a city that has been pulled directly into the boundless hell of evil, hovering forever in the corridors of hell, and the city is in hell, uttering endless wails of pain.

There is also an infinite capital incarnated by a person, who is constantly killing himself, pleasing himself, and falling in love with himself, but he himself knows nothing about the truth.

There are even girls who are good at singing, who are dragged to the dream of the evil god, and then in the gap between the real and the unreal, they keep singing, and the song guides the confused creatures into eternal death.

The Book of Heaven cannot truly take over the Mandate of Heaven in this realm.

The destiny of this world itself is chaotic, and variables are generated at any time, so the Book of Heaven cannot complete completely accurate coverage and deduction.

Its role is limited to the extent of a supercomputer.

Yue Buqun can deduce some specific events with the greatest degree of accuracy according to the existing information.

Although I can't give him 100% certainty.

But at least not in the dark.

It's about messaging, taking a slight lead.

Of course, as the greatest harvest of the world, the Book of Heaven certainly plays more than that.

With a thought in his mind, Yue Buqun canceled the fate deduction ability of the Book of Heaven and changed it to a more direct and accurate fate modification.

Try, to change some fate, to test how far this world that is merging the two worlds has come now.

Are the evil forces that are really changing the world more freely, or are they subject to certain constraints and restrictions?

"Huang Pengjie, Ding Younian, June 27, two o'clock in the afternoon."

"The girl who fell into the dream of the evil god broke through her ominous fate, and the song gave her courage, she picked up the pearl from the fall and lit her crown."

"An ordinary girl, in despair and fear, was crowned king."

When Yue Buqun entered the last word.

Like a bottomless pit, the Book of Heaven began to draw power from his body.

Yue Buqun didn't stop it, but opened it up and let it suck.

Yue Buqun of the seventh energy level, his own energy reserves are already quite amazing.

What's more, in this world right now, Yue Buqun, who has been transformed into a witch by the impact of filthy qi on the Star Dou, is very powerful in his ability to absorb and transform this energy.

Consumption can be replenished in large quantities.

The energy output continued until twenty minutes later, when it slowed down.

The information compiled by Yue Buqun was reflected in the Book of Heaven, and it was completed into a line of golden words, which was completely stabilized.

······

In the burning city, Zou Yan, who was desperate and trembling, was trembling all over.

Cold sweat ran down her back, and then it seemed to stick to her body, condensing into frost.

Her clothes were congealed into armor, but she was unconscious.

"Na! Is it okay to sing for me? ”

"I like it! Your throat, how nice it would be if it were mine. That cold and evil voice continued to surround Zou Yan.

It is a poisonous snake in a dream, a distraction of an evil god.

But even so, in this city manifested by the dreams of evil gods, there is no doubt about its specialness.

A thought of the evil god is also a nightmare that mortals can hardly defeat.

As for whether there really exists a city called 'Bell City' in this world.

So how do you know?

Maybe there were.

But when the evil god had such a dream.

This city, too, was turned into ashes in a dream, as if it would be shrouded in black ash forever, endlessly hovering with broken and sorrowful.

Yes!

Zou Yan squatted down with her body in her arms and let out a piercing scream.

She was terrified.

Every muscle in my body twitched and ached.

The brain is desperately giving instructions to escape, but the body is completely unresponsive.

She couldn't escape.

I can only squat down and hold my head as an ostrich.

Her fate was sealed.

Be a nourishment for this dream.

It then provides an outward way to influence and persecute more living beings.

Until a more gloomy ending is ushered in.

However, at a certain moment.

Her fate was rewritten.

Yue Buqun plucked the strings, triggering an insignificant variable.

Zou Yan's arm knocked off the earphones in a trembling and turned on the public play of the mobile phone.

The music background of the mobile phone, which has been working all the time, is mechanical but strong and makes vivid sounds.

"Ahh I am a free bird, and there is no cage that can imprison me. ”

"If I had to put on shackles, I'd rather pluck out my most feathers."

"I am a free bird, and there is no sky that can stop me."

"If the wind is trying to hold me back, I'll fight it with all my might until I break my wings."

Music playing from your phone.

It is the singing voice of Zou Yan's favorite singer 'Zhang Xiaochao'.

It was a powerful woman who had been played by fate countless times, but never fell.

In just ten years, she has experienced the betrayal of her biological father, the betrayal of the person next to her pillow, the fall of her friends, the endless slander of countless blind followers who do not know the truth, and the almost fatal cancer, and the permanent disability of her right leg...

Any of these encounters are enough to knock out an otherwise cheerful and optimistic person and then collapse in one fell swoop.

But she has always stood up, passionate about singing, keen on public welfare, like a torch that burns with all her life.

Even if there is only a little ember left, it is necessary to light the last ray of light and bring hope to those who need it.

She shaved her hair, put on a mask to cover her face that had become distorted by her illness, and stood on the stage again and again stubbornly despite countless criticisms and ridicule... Even if it is a clown that some people make fun of, and the target of malicious hype of some shows.

She earns every clean money and gets it into the hands of those who really need it.

When the world kissed her, she hugged and sang wildly, and turned the scars in her heart into more hot and sincere love.

This is the strongest courage.

And this courage was also transmitted to Zou Yan's ears at this moment through singing.

It was like a warm current that instantly activated her whole body.

The gray mist wrapped around Zou Yan's body like a poisonous snake.

It did not find that the prey was no longer afraid.

Can't wait, it wants to take this sweet fruit.

"Don't you sing?"

"What a waste!"

"Since you don't want it, can you give it to me?"

"Give it to me, you won't be afraid, you can sleep peacefully."

The gray mist wrapped around Zou Yan's whole body, and finally lit up scarlet eyes.

It stares excitedly at its prey.

As a wisp of distraction in the dream realm of the evil god, if it succeeds in seizing everything from Zou Yan.

It has a medium from the unreal to the real.

It will become some kind of vassal of the evil gods.

And it is no longer just the next moment, it may dissipate, and it is an existence that has never existed.

The excitement made it lose its vigilance.

So when the maiden grabbed it, it was so surprised.

"Nope! You can't do that to me! "The viper-like gray mist, twisted and struggling, did its best to emit a terrifying evil sound.

In order to swallow the girl, it condensed the only bit of truth.

Without the protection of nothingness, it is even less fragile than a snake.

The girl sang loudly, matching Zhang Xiaochao's singing voice on the phone.

"Ride the wind! Break the waves! ”

"To a distant land! To go far! ”

"Fight! Fight! ”

"Nothing can stop me, my yearning for freedom."

Smack!

The gray mist is torn apart by the maiden.

Something that can't be seen clearly begins to blend into the girl's body.

The girl has a new perspective.

At the same time, her hair seems to have the ability to change.

It is possible to switch between virtual and real, and then apply some unique damage.

In the song, the girl's hunt has just begun.

She was still scared.

This burning city of despair.

This nightmare from an evil god.

But she has begun to arm herself, and will draw nourishment and become strong before the evil gods can truly stare at her.

······

On the hospital bed, Zhang Anfeng couldn't sleep left and right.

He stared at the barely visible clock in the night.

"It's weird! Are there still wall clocks in hospitals now? Zhang Anfeng didn't find his mobile phone, and he was a little bored.

The nurse never came, but Zhang Anfeng didn't care anymore.

He was discharged at dawn.

Glancing at the fruit on the table, he was dazzled for a moment, and he felt that he saw maggots crawling on it, and the wriggling appearance of those insects made him sick to his stomach at the same time, and he actually had a strange appetite inexplicably.

If you look closely, the apples are bright red and the oranges are orange and yellow, and they really look like they can stimulate people's appetite.

But Zhang Anfeng had some shadows in his heart, he was glad that he was wrong, but he regretted that he was wrong, and he instinctively resisted the strange desire to eat, even if he had a dry mouth and hunger, he didn't have the idea of eating fruit.

Gollum!

The stomach growled.

Unrelenting.

Zhang Anfeng glanced at the dim corridor outside, cheered himself up, and then turned over and got out of bed again.

Stepping on disposable slippers, Zhang Anfeng walked to the door, opened the half-hidden door, opened a hole with his head poked out, and then looked left and right.

On the right-hand side, about ten meters away, the nurse on duty, about sleepy, was sleeping on the table.

On the left-hand side, near the corner window, there seems to be an old man looking out into the night.

Occasionally, you can see smoke wafting out... Is this secretly smoking?

Zhang Anfeng hesitated for a moment and chose to walk towards the old man first.

It would be great if you could borrow a bag of bread or instant noodles to cushion your stomach.

The main thing is that you can't find your phone, otherwise you will definitely order takeout, or go to the vending machine to buy some snacks.

Walking behind the uncle, Zhang Anfeng deliberately made some big movements, so as not to suddenly appear and scare the uncle.

Don't scare the hell out of it.

But the uncle did not look back.

It's just like he's still smoking.

With a sniffle, Zhang Anfeng smelled a strange smell.

"What brand of cigarette is this?"

"And the smoke is a bit strong, is it still a cigar?" Zhang Anfeng thought to himself.

Stomping his feet, Zhang Anfeng suppressed his embarrassment: "Uncle! Uncle! ”

shouted twice, but the uncle ignored it.

Zhang Anfeng was even more embarrassed.

He stopped and wanted to turn his head and ask the nurse at the nurses' station if he had seen his phone.

Or borrow something to eat.

Taking two steps back, Zhang Anfeng sighed.

"Young man, if you sigh for a long time, all the blessings will run out." The uncle's voice came, and then he turned his head stiffly... The kind where the head turns and the body does not move.

Zhang Anfeng was about to talk, but at a glance he saw a scene that made his soul fly out of the sky.

The uncle's entire face is constantly burning.

The flame is not big, it is more like a lit cigarette, burning slowly.

But the face is already unrecognizable.

The flesh is glued to the fallen skin, and then carries Starfire with it.

Smoke came out of his face with a strange smell.

Zhang Anfeng was taken aback, but he didn't stop.

After two steps back, turn around and run.

ran to the nurse's table, and when I glanced at it, I saw the nurse lying on the table, where was sleeping.

The back of her head had been gouged open with an unknown weapon.

A thin figure emerged from under the nurse's body, still holding an iron spoon in her hand.

After seeing Zhang Anfeng, he blinked, and then handed the spoon to Zhang Anfeng.

"Brother, will you eat?"

The thin figure asked Zhang Anfeng.

Gollum!

Zhang Anfeng actually swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He felt hunger and longing.

And this instinctive desire made him even more afraid.

"I'll go!" Zhang Anfeng slapped it out, just in time to draw the pencil case on the nurse's table.

The pens in the pen case are flying around.

Two of them smashed into the face of the thin figure.

On the side, the nurse's mobile phone was still playing the TV series on silent.

The emperor in the TV series slapped the concubine in the face.

And the concubine looked at the emperor with a stubborn face, her beautiful eyes were full of tears, and she was extremely aggrieved.

"The emperor's concubine knows that she is wrong!" The concubine seemed to be saying so.

"Don't you eat it?" The thin figure asked aggrievedly.

Where will Zhang Anfeng answer, just run away.

He was not afraid of the thin figure, but afraid that he would lose his mind, rushing towards the corpse and gnawing on the flesh on it.

After running two steps, he suddenly turned around, pulled back, and grabbed the mobile phone that was still playing the TV series on the table.

Then quickly run towards the safe passage.

At this time, don't think about taking the elevator.

He has watched the movie, and taking the elevator when he is haunted is tantamount to looking for death.

rushed down to the third floor in one go.

Zhang Anfeng took a breath and pulled the side door on the side.

The door was locked.

The ward is on the third floor, and now Zhang Anfeng is on the first floor.

If you continue down the stairs, you will go down to the first floor.

That's not a good place to go.

The negative first floor of a normal building is a parking lot or a shopping mall, but the negative first floor of a hospital may be a morgue or an autopsy room.

Zhang Anfeng didn't want to find excitement.

(End of chapter)