Deep Cave in the Ground.

A rune that had been extinguished suddenly shattered, and after a click, it collapsed into pieces.

"It seems that it failed, doesn't it mean that it has the lowest impact and the highest success rate?"

"I don't think it's very good." The old man, who described the withered tree, stretched out his nails, dotted on the shards, and sneered.

He wore thorns on his head, shackled on his feet, and a dense spike on his back.

The tip of the spike, a faint red light flickered.

There was blood oozing from the back, but there was no bloody gas, but a faint aroma.

"Withered and old, don't get any benefits, but a rake." The pink-haired teenager climbed up the old man's waist and laughed.

The young man has long waist-length hair, silky eyes, a soft voice, and a strange dark red complexion.

He rode on the old man's body and reached out to touch the blood oozing from the old man's back.

This gesture is like that of a child who craves candy.

The old man's body shook, and the invisible concussion bounced away, and the young man was bounced away, "Zeng Shen Huang Tai!" I remember you're older than me, right? Don't have a good skin, just want to do whatever you want. ”

"Bitter old man, you really don't know what to do, and the losers want to give you some sweetness." was raped at the age, Zeng Shenhuang was not angry, and still said in a soft and glutinous voice.

"But you're wrong, you didn't fail this time."

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A faint mist sprayed from the edge of the stage.

Under the rendering of the lights, the fog is hazy like a fairyland.

At the same time, soothing and melodious music sounded.

A young lady wearing a pure platinum-rimmed mask stepped on the stage lightly with long legs.

The young lady has a graceful posture, beautiful curves, and a light and fast pace.

Every time I step forward, one moment is normal, and the next moment I suddenly cross a distance of several meters, and my body is outstanding, not like a mortal.

Before the young lady reached the center of the stage, there was a pair of purple and red butterfly wings behind her.

The fluorescent powder, glowing with brilliant colorful light, rippled and scattered like a dream with the slight agitation of the butterfly wings behind her.

The whole person gradually floated up, and between the pink hair, two curved and slender tentacles seemed to pop out, swaying slightly.

Below the stage, screams and whistles rang out.

Someone shouted excitedly and inexplicably, the voice was hoarse, and the green tendons on the neck burst out.

The expression was even more excited, and the corners of his mouth even flashed a little white foam.

That hideous appearance, as if it would be immediately pumped in the next second.

The butterfly-winged beauty hung in the air and chuckled, then carried the corners of her skirt on both sides, bowed slightly to the bottom of the stage, and bowed.

The lights suddenly changed, staggering up and down, swaying from side to side, and the background music began to move again and again.

[Let's welcome the first dancer, she is our old friend, a shallow girl with the reputation of the Phantom Butterfly Fairy!] 】

[Her phantom butterfly dance, flying lightly, gorgeous and gorgeous, psychedelic and enthusiastic, makes people want to get close, but it is difficult to get close. 】

[She is the one who tugs at the heartstrings, she is the one who seduces the soul, and she is still pure and unstained. 】

Let's cheer for her, let's scream for her. 】

With the introduction of the DJ host, there was another round of thunderous applause, screams and fanatical shouts.

Li Boyang looked around a little unaccustomedly, and swayed his body along the current, but his expression looked very blank.

He is a sublimator, but he doesn't have to stay in a private room with his classmates.

It's just that the chaotic environment around him makes him feel the urge to turn around and run.

To be honest, he had never been to such a noisy place.

The more noisy it is, the more I regret it, and I can't wait to turn around and leave.

But just as this thought came to mind, the shallow girl on the stage suddenly raised her arm.

It's just a subtle movement, but the music is quiet.

The chaotic sounds around him also fell silent at the same time.

The spotlight is on the shallow girl.

The slightly inciting colorful butterfly wings really set off her like a fairy.

Then she started dancing.

Gently lift your toes for a long-span spin in the air.

The shape is comfortable and wide, calm and beautiful, like a wisp of reverie, faint and quiet, and gently lands.

Click, click, click......

The beat starts.

She spun and danced on stage.

With the dancing, the shallow girl's figure gradually blurred and actinized, and the fluorescence, along with her posture, continued to spread to the surroundings.

A layer of fine, dense, glowing fluff stretched from her neck.

The tips of the slender tentacles that stick out of the long pink wavy hair are like fireflies at night, emitting a glowing greenish light.

The flapping wings of the butterfly sprinkled layers of light chips, and everything was like a dream.

She was like an elf, jumping on the stage and flying into the air again.

The twisted waist seems to have no bones, and there is a kind of extravagant beauty.

Light as a swallow, flying like a magpie.

She spins, she jumps, she flies......

It was so quiet, only the beat of the music.

A sense of expansiveness and mystery arises.

It's so indescribable.

It's like being grabbed by an invisible hand, and I don't even dare to breathe.

Li Boyang's eyes widened.

He looked at the top of the stage in a daze, and for a moment forgot that he wanted to escape from it.

Puff, puff......

The rich people who spent a lot of money and desperately wanted to come in and have a look couldn't stand the layers of thorns.

One by one, they fell to the ground and were carried outside silently.

Taking a breath, Li Boyang lowered his head and no longer looked at the top of the stage.

He never thought that the so-called dance of Yunding Pavilion would actually be like this.

Stimulate the bloodline, with your own most powerful posture, follow your instincts, and dance with recklessness!

As a result, every move of the dancers on the stage is naturally suppressed by blood.

It's faint, but it's there.

The posture of the dance, the suppression of the bloodline, the emotions of the dancers, the indulgence of instinct, and the restraint of the bottom line...... All these conditions are mixed together, and finally an indescribable artistic conception is formed.

The artistic conception that completely pulls people into the dance!

It's like an invisible spiritual web, pulling all the eyes around and tugging at all the heartstrings.

And in this, the unscrupulous and diffused blood breath is undoubtedly provoking the desire instinct of everyone around.

Li Boyang rubbed his nose, he was still a little unaccustomed.

If being able to smell the smell of breath was his unique ability, he would rather not have it.

Somehow, he suddenly thought of Ning Wuxiu.

It is obviously mixed with a faint smell of sulfur, but it is unexpectedly not unpleasant, but gives people a rough feeling.

When this thought came to mind, the sense of oppression of the surrounding aura suddenly decreased a lot.

Li Boyang raised his head and looked at the private room above.

At this time, Ning Wuxiu should be in a room above.

That's a strange guy.

The mood calmed down inexplicably, and the body gushed out a warm current without warning, scattering into the limbs and hundreds of remains.

Li Boyang is not too familiar with this state, and he can't help but be stunned.

Is this an instinct to resist? And this kind of good thing?

Didn't Ning Wuxiu say that the suppression of the bloodline below him would be completely ineffective?

Wait a minute...... There is no suppression of blood, there is also the suppression of low-star stars by high-star trends, and the suppression of the artistic conception of dance integration.

What's more, the benefits of this time are obviously far lower than the chicken ribs that are a pity to be tasteless and abandoned in the face of Ning Wuxiu.

Probably, it's equivalent to swiping a mini-monster?

But what if there are five or six more mini-monsters next?

Li Boyang's eyes couldn't help but light up.

It was already out of the artistic conception of dance, but at this time, it took the initiative to add it.

He turned to look at the stage, relaxed, like a real guest, admiring the beautiful dance, his eyes always clear.

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The mask is removed.

Deng Wenshu was sweating profusely.

Shortness of breath and a flushed face.

She staggered out of the private room and breathed a sigh of relief in the hall outside, finally alive.

"Sister~ You're coming out too?" On the sofa in the hall, someone waved to Deng Wenshu.

Deng Wenshu's churning qi and blood calmed down at this time, her face was a little pale, she followed the voice and looked over, and after thinking for a while, she remembered who this person was.

The signed photo of the previous LIN group seems to have been sold to this person.

Sure enough, it was the same as Zhang Min said, and it sold for eight hundred.

Facing the God of Wealth, Deng Wenshu smiled weakly, then walked over and collapsed on the sofa.

"Sure enough, the dance of the trender is not something that we mortals can watch at will, and the heart attack is almost visible." Holding her face, Deng Wenshu complained.

Her words seemed to resonate with the other party, "Hey, who said it wasn't, I've been here three times, and I can't stand it every time, and I have to come out to catch my breath after watching one." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, many people came out of the surrounding boxes.

Deng Wenshu cheered up, glanced around, and found that most of the classmates came out, and they didn't look much better than themselves.

The little self-esteem was immediately satisfied, "Big money, so stinging, you still come three times?" Deng Wenshu asked casually.

"Huh? You don't know? The other party was obviously a little surprised.

"Oh, I was invited in by someone else, and I don't know what the situation is." Deng Wenshu didn't hide it, anyway, if there was no accident, she would come this time, what else could not be said.

"Uh...... Is someone so lucky to have a treat? ”

"No wonder you don't know."

"It is said that if you can watch the number of dance sessions, there is a certain chance of awakening the bloodline."

"How is that possible?" Deng Wenshu was a little sluggish, "Is there a chance to awaken after the coming-of-age ceremony?" ”

"Yes."

"It's just that this chance is much slimmer compared to the coming-of-age ceremony."

"And there are quite a few people, aren't they also undecided? In addition to these pending people, there are not a few people who awaken by chance after the coming-of-age ceremony. ”

"That...... Isn't it an urban legend? The corners of Deng Wenshu's mouth twitched, and she always felt that her three views were shattered.

"No, no, no, it's not an urban legend, it's a fact." After the other party finished speaking, he got up and trembled, and rushed to the box with high morale.

Deng Wenshu "......"

She turned her head to look at the original box, hesitated, but still did not get up to enter.

As a half-house girl who is lazy and lazy, either chasing dramas or reading books, although she also hopes to have power, her thoughts are not strong.

She clearly knew that awakening the bloodline or something, it sounded beautiful-

But if you can't be sure that you have the aura of the protagonist, then on the way to pursue power, there will definitely be all kinds of abuse.

If so, is it better to have power, or to be a common man in peace?

It's really impossible to say this kind of thing.

If the pursuit of power is successful, it may be possible to live for a few hundred more years, if it fails...... Maybe in two or three years, he will pass away.

Importantly, Deng Wenshu is very self-aware.

She is already ordinary, and her family has been pushed up for three generations, and there has never been a single trender.

If you really want to fight to the death, even if you awaken your bloodline, so what?

Can it go one level further?

Look at the news, how old are the Black Iron Bloodline Trendsetters who have successfully advanced to sublimation?

Seventy or eighty years old, okay!!

What's worse is that you can't become a pilot, your lifespan can't break through the upper limit, and you'll be stuck in a hundred years.

What does this mean? This means that even if you live to be a hundred years old, you will still burp.

Deng Wenshu does not deny that the efforts are useful, nor does he deny that there will indeed be one or two wolves destroyed, and only the black iron bloodline can be used to scare the pilot.

But after all, it is a minority of the few, and every one of them is a miracle.

She didn't think she could be that ruthless.

For her, if she really wants to embark on that road, but because of the limitation of her qualifications, she is trapped in the use of time, and she can no longer watch dramas and books happily, which is the worst of the worst.

Deng Wenshu lived very clearly, since she couldn't do this at all, she simply didn't think about it.

So she lay back again, and as a matter of course, she became a salted fish.

When I turned my head, I happened to see He Daxiong's two followers, Lu Jiahao and Du Wei, talking to Nangu Nahe.

This aroused Deng Wenshu's interest, and she reflexively leaned on the back of the sofa and arched forward, trying to eavesdrop on the corner of the wall.

"Ah...... Still can't ...... I've been with ......"

“…… So be it...... I'll think about it again......"

Because of the distance, she didn't really hear it, and she couldn't understand what the three of them were talking about at all.

The three of them didn't talk for a long time, and after a while, Lu Jiahao and Du Wei entered the box again.

At this point, the hall became empty.

Nangu Yaya also turned around and looked at Deng Wenshu, who was lying on the back of the sofa, extremely unsightly, pouting.

She paused, pulling out an awkward but polite smile.

Then he turned to the side, as if he wanted to leave immediately, but he stopped, and then walked towards Deng Wenshu without hurrying.

Before she could speak, Deng Wenshu greeted him.

"Hello, what are you Nangu...... What's that...... What's going on? ”

Deng Wenshu's voice gradually lowered, embarrassed to death, but struggled desperately, "Ahem, it's not right...... It should be, hello Ms. Nantan. ”

What's that in the South Valley......

If you can't remember someone's name, don't call it out, okay?

Masaya Matani, who is always smiling, seems to be a dummy...... At this moment, his expression also collapsed for a moment.

Deng Wenshu sneered and scratched her face with her fingers, a little embarrassed.

"Is Deng here alone? Aren't you in the box? Suppressing the displeasure in her heart, Nangu Yaya asked softly.

"It's okay, it's fine for me to be here alone." Deng Wenshu smiled.

"Huh? Doesn't Deng know that watching the dance over there has a certain chance of stimulating the awakening of the bloodline? ”

"Ah, I know." Deng Wenshu twisted her waist and turned to sit down on the sofa.

Nangu Ya didn't speak, just looked at her quietly, and the whole person seemed to be still, more like a dummy.

"What is my own situation, I don't know myself? I don't think I'm fit for this path. ”

"It's good to be a salted fish." Deng Wenshu was given goosebumps when she saw this person, and she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

"Oh...... Deng doubts that his talent is not good, so he has no motivation to rise? Masaya's voice became softer and softer, "If that's the case, I have a good club here to try." ”

Societies?

Or is it a bloodline-related society?

Deng Wenshu listened to Nangu Masaya's voice, and her consciousness was blurred for a moment, and she wanted to nod her head in agreement.

But then I felt a pang in my heart, it seems that I have to pay money to join the club?

This so-called community was killed in one fell swoop.

She looked at Masaya Minami, who was still smiling, this person looked very strange, and what he did was quite pyrotechnic...... This is to pull people into the club, and he takes a head fee from it?

"Ms. Masaya Nantani, forget about the club or something, there are too many clubs these days, and I can't tell the truth from the fake."

"Besides, even if I can trust you, I can't trust myself."

"I'm not that material." Deng Wenshu coughed lightly and said seriously.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood." Nangu Ya was not angry, and still had a smile on her face, "The club I said doesn't have to pay money. ”

"If you are sure to go, the club will give you a full body check-up, and if you have talent, the club will invest more in you."

Deng Wenshu couldn't help but be stunned when she heard Nangu Ya say this.

Nangu Yaya nodded, stretched out her hand and gave Deng Wenshu a business card, and then didn't speak, turned around and left.

Deng Wenshu took the business card and looked down.

On the pure black background, there is a silver flower font printed - [Jade Spirit Association].

Behind it is the contact number.

Deng Wenshu, who was not interested in this, put the business card in his pocket and looked up at Nangu Masaya.

But how can you still see the shadow of the other party.

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The top floor of Yunding Pavilion.

Ning Wuxiu sat at his desk and looked up the information.

The lights in the room were turned off, and only the light from the LCD screen was dim.

Just in case, all the data in this room is stored off the Internet.

It is not connected to the network inside the Yunding Building.

The advantage is high security, and the disadvantage is that it is cumbersome to access.

It cannot be viewed directly on the phone.

After watching it for about 10 minutes, Ning Wuxiu leaned on the back of the office chair, his fingers tapping on the table, thoughtful.

On the table, a palm-sized display panel suddenly lit up.

Ning Wuxiu glanced at it, then reached out and shook it on the panel.

Immediately, the door of the room automatically opened, and the lights in the room also turned on at the same time.

Luo Qing walked in from behind the door and bowed politely to Ning Wuxiu, "Good evening, Mr. Ning." ”

Ning Wuxiu waved his hand, "How is it?" Anything else to discover? ”

"I'm sorry, but you gave us the inference, sir, and proved it to be correct......"

"But the investigation team really couldn't find out who the 'Salvation Sect' allowed to invade."

Luo Qing said apologetically.

"No, a discovery is a discovery."

"I think you know what I mean."

Ning Wuxiu crossed his hands, rested his elbows on the table, and said flatly.

Luo Qing frowned, then smiled bitterly, "Things are really that bad?" ”

"It's really that bad."

The same sentence, with a different tone, expresses a completely different meaning.

Luo Qing couldn't help but be silent, and said faintly for a long time, "If I knew that being the assistant of that big lion was so troublesome, I shouldn't have come." ”

"The three-dimensional rune structure, the rune matrix, no matter where it is placed, can be regarded as a big deal."

"So the purpose of this rune matrix can't be single, but compound."

"The purpose hidden under the purpose that can be seen on the surface is the real purpose, hey, what a tongue-twister." She smiled self-deprecatingly, "Didn't you say that the 'Salvation Sect' Spiritual Desire Third Line is just a legend?" Why did it happen to us? ”

Ning Wuxiu shrugged, "Considering my identity, even if I encounter a complicated headache, I can accept it." ”

"After all, I've seen a lot, and I've long been used to it."

He paused for a moment and then said, "The hidden snake bloodline that was exposed is very wrong. ”

"If the purpose is really that simple, just want to study my genetic material...... There's no need to send such a high-level reformer. ”

"It's not so much overkill as it's a bit of a confuse."

"Think deeper."

"The lifespan, the abilities, the character of this transformer...... All of them are deeply flawed. ”

"I read the information, and if nothing else, he probably only has three years left to live."

"Secondly, there is no resistance to spiritual perception."

"In other words, when anyone sets up a rune secret array, as long as this transformer doesn't see it directly, he is unconscious."

"It's a clear lack of perception, mental deficit."

"Needless to say, the character is all the same old routine of evil and filial piety disciples anyway, they will blow themselves up at every turn, or they will destroy themselves, and if they can be set out, they are limited." His tone was very calm and cold, obviously not the slightest fluctuation, but it still gave people an indescribable sense of trembling.

Luo Qing involuntarily shook her legs.

She had known Ning Wuxiu for so long, and of course she knew what he meant when he talked a lot.

It means that the Lord is in a very unhappy mood.

She took a deep breath and pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, "According to Mr. Ning, things are indeed a bit tricky. ”

"Although the transformation of the snake man is a consumable and cannon fodder for the 'Salvation Sect'."

"But this does not mean that the 'Salvation Sect' can casually send a Seven-Star Sublimator."

"This level of transformed snake people, even if they are still consumables, is definitely not cannon fodder."

"After all, this is the Ming world, not the dark side."

"There is an obvious suspicion that the cannon will hit mosquitoes."

"Then I'll make a bold inference."

"If things go well and you can get your genetic material Mr. Ning, it will naturally be great."

"If not, a seven-star sublimator with obvious flaws that is almost like delivering food......"

"Mr. Ning, what message do you think the 'Salvation Sect' is conveying?"

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