Chapter 785: Infiltration

Ground 1 hub center.

Zheng Changwen stood in front of the hall, looking at the busy crowd.

Listening to the reports from all parties, normal, everything is normal.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

It's just that his mood is still uneasy, and he doesn't feel a little relieved because of the reports from all parties.

What's going on, it's really that I'm thinking too much.

Zheng Changwen paced aimlessly, as if noticing the strange gaze of his subordinates.

He suppressed the doubts in his heart and sat down.

Someone brought tea, and he took a sip.

At this time, Zhao Ling'er stepped forward and said lightly.

"Mr. Qianlong seems to have been gone for a long time."

Zheng Changwen glanced at the time, half an hour.

Why did that guy go for so long?

But if you think about it, if the two sides have something important to discuss, half an hour is nothing.

Zheng Changwen walked to the backyard of the hall.

Suddenly, his figure flickered into the middle of the courtyard.

The majestic rain fell on him,

The strange scene flashed away, as if nothing had happened.

But like a boulder, it smashed into the lake of his already unpeaceful heart, splashing countless splashes and ripples.

The breath is wrong!!

There was some very subtle change in the aura around him, and it was extremely difficult for him to perceive.

He looked at the rain, but it was as if he couldn't see it.

That subtle change, if he wasn't a Legalist monk with extremely powerful divine sense, he wouldn't have noticed it.

He stomped his foot slightly.

"Knock ——!!"

There was a muffled sound, and the raindrops that fell on him and the entire courtyard were shaken into powder.

Strong fluctuations instantly shut out all wind and rain.

"Tick!"

At this time, a cool raindrop fell on his face.

Another drop landed on the back of his neck.

The corners of Zheng Changwen's eyes twitched, and he felt that every pore on his body was full of coolness, as if an extremely thin air flow had penetrated into his body.

Immediately, the bean-sized rain fell on him again.

He was shocked, and his whole body fell to the ground like a lightning strike.

The bluestone-paved floor under his feet smashed a big hole.

At this moment, all the sounds, all the senses disappeared, as if he was trapped in another world.

There was a dangerous smell in the air, a tight, sharp air pressure that seemed to cut a person into pieces inch by inch.

He looked up and saw another splash of water.

He couldn't dodge at all, so he could only let the splash splash on him.

Dull and thrilling!

And just like that, he fell to the ground again and again.

Covered in blood, he got up again and crashed into the invisible barrier.

Not good! Not good!!

They're coming for the wolf guard!!

What frightened him was not the strength of the enemy and the enemy, nor his own crisis at the moment.

Rather, the enemy stabbed them in the heart like a sharp knife.

And they didn't know anything.

It's horrible.

He felt a stab in his heart,

There seemed to be laughter in the darkness.

Can do this..... Demon Saint!?

A demon saint broke into the demon control level?

The enemy in the darkness watched Zheng Chang'an's struggle.

At this time, Zheng Changwen was like a flying insect that strayed into a spider's web, allowing him to do everything he could, and at this time he was just struggling in vain to die.

He looked at the raindrops falling in the night sky with some confusion,

This rainy night recurred in his nightmares.

His father and brother died on such a rainy night.

The torrential rain poured down, as if there was no end, no exit.

His pale lips twitched slightly, muttering something to himself.

In the main hall, there are monks in robes constantly shuttling on the sand table.

The sound of Sasha writing, the sound of whispered conversations, and the crisp sound of a rainstorm falling on the ground.

As for the big battle in the backyard, it was as if it didn't exist.

"Ling'er, it's time for the shift."

Zhao Ling'er didn't raise her head, "Right away." ”

After a few moments, she put down her pen.

Handing over the work, he subconsciously glanced at the armillary sphere.

It's already this time, and the hidden dragon hasn't come back yet.

What about Zheng Changwen?

She walked to the apse and watched the rain fall on the eaves.

No one, where did it go?

Zhao Ling'er just wanted to turn around, but suddenly stopped.

Some.... Something is wrong.....

She stood under the eaves, her brows furrowed slightly.

The rain rattled.

It's a strange feeling, and she doesn't know where to start.

The divine consciousness didn't notice anything abnormal, something was wrong.

A drop of water splashed on her cheek.

She stretched out her hand and wiped it, and her heart beat half a beat slower.

That's not some splash of raindrops, but .... Blood...

".....Boom!!"

The invisible air flow suddenly dispersed, and Zhao Ling'er suddenly sacrificed her flying sword.

Zheng Changwen, who was covered in blood, appeared in front of him.

“.... Yes.. Enemy!! ”

The three words exploded like thunder, and after spitting out these three words.

Zheng Changwen seemed to have lost all his strength, and his body was paralyzed to the ground like mud.

Zhao Ling'er's heart sank, "Enemy.. Love...."

As soon as she finished speaking, a powerful force came at her.

She only felt that her heart was shocking, her eyes were dark, and her blood was surging.

The whole person was shocked and flew more than three feet high.

A long, slender black figure came out of the courtyard.

"I didn't hesitate to abolish this body of cultivation, your monks in the Demon Suppression Pass have never known how to cherish their lives like this."

There was a slightly shrill female voice from the figure.

Demon Saint, Qin Yuan.

At the same time, more than a dozen shadows appeared one after another, like evil ghosts on a rainy night.

A monk wanted to perform the Dao method, but was shot by a flying sword and lost his life.

This group of demon clan monks who came by surprise were all sword cultivators.

As the most lethal weapon, the flying sword is silent, fast and accurate.

It's a must-have for quick kills.

"Enemy situation, warn quickly!"

By the time everyone in the temple reacted, it was already too late.

The entire hall, the hub center on the first floor, is the transportation place of countless intelligence.

All of a sudden, all hands and feet were lost, and at the same time there was a loss of the means of communication with the outside world.

Only a fragile heart was exposed in front of the enemy's eyes.

This battle came too suddenly, and no one expected that one day the demon clan would appear in the main hall.

This hall has no means of countering at all.

And the officials at all levels sitting in the main hall are basically civilian officials, and they are not good at catching and fighting.

For a while, the hall was full of flying swords, and some people wanted to sacrifice magic weapons.

However, in a hurry, there was no way to deal with the flying sword that suddenly jumped to his side.

Almost all of them were sealed by a sword. Only a few still have the power to resist.