Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 328 Zhang Ming's Current Crime.avi (6 in , K)

where is this?
The last memory was the moment when the magic cannon was used to bombard the Silmaril.

Zhuang Boshi gathered his scattered thoughts and looked at the gem hanging in the misty air.

The gem radiates an eternal and mysterious light, which brings an indescribable warmth to the body, as if one is being loved by a mother.

Behind the brilliance of the gem is a figure so sublime that it is difficult to describe.

He looked at him, and his eyes embraced everything in the world.

He loves and cares for all things in the world.

There was more reluctance in his eyes, but he still turned and left.

"Stay!"

"Why did you leave?"

Voices behind me were calling for me to stay.

Zhuang Boshi turned his head and saw twelve tall and majestic figures.

"Hao is waiting for me there. He needs my help."

The noble figure gradually walked away and said reluctantly.

"I'm sorry, Alda, I'll leave it to you for now."

"But Arda can't leave you, great mother!" an old voice said sadly.

The lofty figure sighed, "Hao has paid too much. I can't let him face the disaster alone."

Another figure wept intermittently, "If you go, the saints of all races will stop you, surround and kill you, destroy your essence, and interrupt your music."

"Please don't leave, it's too dangerous there."

The noble figure waved, "I understand. I'm ready."

"You are more dangerous than me."

"I will exile the world of Arda, and they will not find it here."

Twelve figures shouted in unison: "But you won't be able to find your way home either."

"I will be back, I will be back, take care."

Slowly, the noble figure disappeared into the starry sky.

What's this.
Is that departing figure Ilúvatar?

Hao, the saint of all races.

That’s right, that’s right!
I know what to do!

No wonder Celeborn was certain that Ilúvatar was still alive.

Damn, you really calculated Chu Xuan!

The Silmaril lost its brilliance and fell into Zhuang Boshi's palm.

When he looked carefully at this dazzling treasure.

"Please, Reincarnator."

A gentle voice that seemed to come from a very far away place rang in Zhuang Boshi's ears.
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"call"

Zhuang Boshi suddenly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of hot air, and used his fourth-level subtle ability to forcibly suppress the boiling blood and stiff limbs.

The scene just now seemed to be pulled out of his mind, but he forced himself to leave some traces.

Just when he wanted to delve deeper into the cause and effect of that scene, a soft body pressed against his chest. The heavy feeling caused the blood and energy that he had suppressed with great difficulty to surge up in an instant.

Only then did he realize what had happened before, and at that moment he almost surrendered to the generous Slaanesh.

Fortunately, I reviewed all the stories about honey traps that I had read in later generations in time and restrained my desires.

"You did quite well." The chuckle sounded in his arms like a clear mountain spring.

Zhuang Boshi shuddered and threw the girl in his arms out.

But she was as agile as a flying swallow in the air and got close to Zhuang Boshi's chest again.

A sharp, cold dagger pressed against his throat, gently scraping his skin.

Dark lines instantly appeared on the girl's body, forming an unfamiliar ancient cultivation rune pattern.

At the same time, the black rune generated a strange force field that interrupted his transformation and forced him to face the blade.

This is the light of Li Yingkong's soul, annihilation.

"Don't move, otherwise my hands will shake." At this moment, the girl slowly raised her head. Her eyes were like a deep pool, with the tails of her eyes slightly raised. She seemed to be smiling, but in fact she was ice-cold.

Like an ice flower blooming in the cold night, it is absolutely beautiful yet deadly and dangerous.

"Zhao Yingkong?" Zhuang Boshi was not panicked. The shadow of gears appeared in the depths of his pupils, and the [Infinite] force field enveloped his entire body.

Where the black light of annihilation that was jumping on Zhao Yingkong's body came into contact with infinity, cracks were squeezed out of the space.

"Huh?" Zhao Yingkong was a little surprised. "I wonder if I will annihilate your infinity first, or if your infinity will adapt to my annihilation?"

"Stop it." Zhuang Boshi gently pushed away her dagger.

"Really?" Zhao Yingkong suddenly stopped and jumped back, and the aftermath of annihilation destroyed the stone pillar behind him into nothingness.

"Your reaction is so boring." Zhao Yingkong sighed softly, with a hint of disappointment in his voice that was hard to conceal.

"I thought I could embarrass you, but I didn't expect you to be so shameless."

"But the way you protected me just now was really pleasing."

A few strands of hair fell playfully beside her fair cheeks, making her face look even more delicate.

"Why are you here?" Zhuang Boshi immediately extinguished the ambiguous atmosphere.

He was not deceived by this appearance. Li Yingkong was a real fourth-level cultivator.

"Well, how should I put it? I should be awake all the time." Zhao Yingkong narrowed his eyes slightly, like a lazy cat.

"Ever since I was forcibly awakened by that disgusting thing, it has been me."

"Including the one who just made that seductive pose towards you on the bed. It was me, too."

A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were full of teasing and mockery, as if she was deliberately teasing Zhuang Boshi.

"It's a good thing you didn't touch underage girls, otherwise I would have cut you off, uncle." Zhao Yingkong smiled and looked at Zhuang Boshi's lower body.

That smile was full of threats, yet also had a unique charm.

Zhuang Boshi's face darkened.

I was born in the 90s too, so who is the uncle? I might not even be older than you!
"But, as expected, you know of my existence." Zhao Yingkong took a step forward, only one foot away from Zhuang Boshi, and tapped his chest with her finger.

"Can you tell me why, Dr. Zhuang, the ever-prophetic one?"

"Those messes of your Zhao family are no secret to people in the circle, and I know Zhao Likong in real life." Zhuang Boshi spoke without thinking and made up stories.

"Actually, I've noticed you a long time ago, Zhao Yingkong, the Zhao family's strongest assassin."

"It's just that you don't know a nobody like me."

"What a lame excuse." Zhao Yingkong shook his head and complained, "It's just like making it up to fool a child."

Zhuang Boshi ignored her: "Since you are awake, why are you pretending to be controlled?"

"Pretending?" Zhao Yingkong complained unhappily, "You know how difficult those ghosts are to deal with, right? I haven't gotten over my inner demons yet, but it's not as easy for me to deal with as you."

"Didn't you see the horrible look on Zhao Zhuikong's face?" Speaking of Zhao Zhuikong, Li Yingkong had a complicated and frightened expression on his face.

In order to calm her mind, Zhao Zhuikong gave her a virtual memory for her personality, took on all the blood debts and entered the main god space.

I didn't expect that he would end up like this. It made Li Yingkong sad and wanted to laugh at the same time.

"Zhao Yingkong, can I confirm something with you?" Zhuang Boshi looked into her eyes, with only calmness and alienation in his eyes.

"Where's Sakura Sora, how is she?"

Li Yingkong held up his chin, and although he was smiling, his eyes were like sharp knives that scraped across Zhuang Boshi's body, as if he was thinking about how to cut his body open.

"If I tell you that I have refined her, you will—"

Canglang!

The hot tip of the gun was pressed against Li Yingkong's neck.

"Look at this place, is this the time to joke?" Zhuang Boshi said coldly.

"Hey, uncle, why are you so serious?" Zhao Yingkong walked in front of Zhuang Boshi and pouted in dissatisfaction.

Although she said this with a smile, there was not much smile in her eyes. Instead, they were as cold as Zhao Zhuikong.

But Zhuang Boshi also looked at him with cold eyes.

"Alright, alright." Zhao Yingkong said helplessly, "We were in bed just now, and it was so sweet."

"Men really don't recognize people when they put on pants."

Zhuang Boshi's face was filled with black lines.

"Double-handed." Zhao Yingkong said softly.

"Shuangquanshou, it's really a magical skill, especially for someone as incomplete as me."

"Yakura Sora is the other side of my personality."

"Before Ruikong died, she fused the remnants of her soul with fragments of my soul to create a perfect being."

"It was unlikely that I would wake up, because a Level 4 personality split is impossible, and only one side can be presented."

"But Shuangquanshou is constantly repairing Yingkong's soul, making her more and more like an independent being."

"We are becoming more and more like two souls, and she is aware of my presence."

"Especially since she was just awakened by an external force, it has already had a very big impact on her, and she is now in a deep sleep."

"She might think that I am her inner demon." She smiled.

Compared to the outer Yingkong who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, the inner Yingkong is undoubtedly a typical example of being hot on the outside and cold on the inside.

She always appears to be familiar and approachable. However, beneath this seemingly friendly exterior lies the Zhao family's most terrifying killer nature.

"That's good." Zhuang Boshi slowly put away his gun and walked forward steadily.

"Uncle, I didn't expect you to be so reluctant to leave her." Zhao Yingkong tilted his head and followed, his smile full of playfulness and cunning.

"Is she special to you?"

"Haha." Zhuang Boshi was used to being called uncle along the way.

He also followed her words: "Zhao Yingkong is my teammate, of course I have to be responsible for her."

"You are not sincere at all, you are so polite and boring. I thought you were a very interesting uncle." Li Yingkong said dissatisfiedly.

Zhuang Boshi took a deep breath and comforted himself in his heart that there was no need to be angry with such a female brat.

"Sure enough, you're so boring that you never got a girlfriend." Li Yingkong continued to speak sarcastically. Zhuang Boshi couldn't help but retort: ​​"I didn't expect you to be so talkative. Your appearance is much more lovable."

"As expected, the more a person lacks something, the more they hope to become it."

The cold light pierced the air, and Zhuang Boshi had retreated five meters away.

"When you can't win an argument, you like to resort to knives and guns. It turns out that you Zhao family killers are all giant babies with personality defects." Zhuang Boshi said unhappily.

Zhao Yingkong tilted his head, stabbing an invisible goblin with his dagger, and said teasingly, "What a petty man."

Zhuang Boshi felt a little embarrassed. He pretended to look at the scenery around him and changed the subject, "Where are those two guys from the East American team?"

Although the two escaped from Slaanesh's palace, they had not yet left Zhao Zhuikong's infinite mirror space.

"Ah, I found them." He read with a deadpan expression.

"Let's go and get them out."

"By the way, I've dealt with your cousin, not your cousin."

"Are you jealous?" Zhao Yingkong had a sly smile on his face, like a cat that had stolen some fish.

She naturally took Zhuang Boshi's hand, staring at him with her bright eyes without blinking, her eyes full of teasing.

Zhuang Boshi took a deep breath, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Shut up, little bitch!"

The Judgment Spear ignited with flames and thrust forward.

Kara!
The mirror shattered again.

Behind the mirror was the palace of Lothlorien when he had just entered it. The dilapidated palace still had the Flesh Spider torn to pieces.

Going further, they came to the door where they first entered and met Zhao Zhuikong.

However, a familiar figure was standing in front of the broken spider skeleton, seemingly examining something.

"Ming Yanwei?!" Zhuang Boshi was really surprised when he looked at the back.

Hearing the familiar voice, Ming Yanwei immediately turned around. Seeing Zhuang Boshi and Zhao Yingkong, she was stunned for a moment, and then showed a happy expression for a moment, but immediately became alert.

He pulled the longbow and pointed it at the two men, with a cold face and no words.

"Wait, don't be nervous." Zhuang Boshi did not rush forward. His eyes shone brightly as he scanned Ming Yanwei in front of him from top to bottom, inside and out.

The body and soul are correct, it should be Ming Yanwei.

But Zhuang Boshi could not guarantee that he could see through the evil god's methods. His divine eyes had been defeated by the evil god several times.

After all, Horus is just a high-level god in the pantheon, at most fourth level, so it is normal that he is not as good as the Chaos God.

"Ming Yanwei, weren't you in Gushan? Why are you here?" Zhuang Boshi asked, then added, "I know you still have doubts."

"We can show you the Lord God Watch. Those things..." Zhuang Boshi pointed to the sky. "They don't have the ability to invade and imitate the Lord God Watch."

Ming Yanwei thought about it and nodded: "Okay."

But she did not put away her bow and arrow. The two sides showed their main god watches from a distance. There was no problem with the other party's information and main task.

"Huh!" Ming Yanwei finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Doctor, why are you here?"

"Is this Lothlorien?"

"Sister Ming, we are the ones who want to ask you why you are here." Zhao Yingkong looked at her with a smile.

"Are you afraid that something might happen to the Doctor and me, so you couldn't wait to chase me?"

Ming Yanwei felt that Zhao Yingkong was a little strange. Normally, she would not speak in that tone, so she immediately became alert again.

"There's something wrong with Yingkong's ability. Just think of it as the dark side of her heart emerging. Don't take her words too seriously." Zhuang Boshi casually made up for Zhao Yingkong.

"Dark side" Zhao Yingkong's face turned black, and he twisted Zhuang Boshi's waist fiercely.

"Stop it." Zhuang Boshi pushed Li Yingkong away. The little female ghost was not as cute as the quiet literary killer girl Yingkong.

He explained to Ming Yanwei, "This is indeed the holy land of the elves, Lothlorien. After we entered, we met Zhao Zhuikong and were trapped here. We have just escaped."

Ming Yanwei also immediately confessed their situation: "The war has already begun on Lonely Mountain. Sauron has assembled the army of the entire continent. The situation is not favorable to us."

"You and Zheng Zha's teams have been missing for nine days. We haven't received any news. Zhang Jie and Zhan Lan went looking for you, but couldn't find you either."

"Nine days?" Zhuang Boshi and Zhao Yingkong exchanged a look of surprise. "From our perception, we've only been inside for less than a day."

Zhuang Boshi glanced at his watch and saw that his own time was passing correctly.

It didn't seem like cognitive interference, but rather time itself was truly being slowed down.

This is not a difficult task for the evil god of the subspace.

He pondered, "Time has been disrupted. These guys, do they really want to conquer Lonely Mountain?"

Is trapping him and Zheng Zha in the evil god's realm just to buy time for Sauron to attack Lonely Mountain?
No, they would not be so generous to Sauron.

There must be some other plot.

"Chu Xuan, what does he think?" Zhuang Boshi asked.

"Chu Xuan."

At that moment, as if struck by some kind of mental lightning, Ming Yanwei suddenly remembered Chu Xuan. Her face turned pale and she said, "I don't know. After the war, Chu Xuan disappeared."

"And none of us actually realized Chu Xuan had disappeared!"

Zhuang Boshi thought for a moment and said comfortingly, "This should be the influence of his spiritual light."

"He forcibly interfered with cause and effect, and the side effect is that he has been deleted from your cognition."

"He's been silent, so he must be planning something big again."

However, since the situation in Gushan is like this, we must resolve it as soon as possible and then rush to support our teammates in Gushan.

"Let's go. After we clean up here, we will return to Gushan immediately." Zhuang Boshi led the way and walked towards the inner court.

Ming Yanwei followed closely behind, but Zhao Yingkong rushed to her side in an instant and looked at her provocatively.

"Stop making trouble, otherwise, I'll lock you up right away!" Zhuang Boshi in front shouted.

Li Yingkong's personality is too unstable. If she didn't have the fourth-level combat power and the annihilation of the light of the mind, she could be of great help. She would have been defeated long ago.

However, the door that was blown open closed again.

Now the most significant change appeared before their eyes: the original building with the gorgeous elven style disappeared.

The materialized energy visible to the naked eye and the terrifying bright red living flesh and blood tissue were intertwined with each other, swallowing up the original house to form a new palace wall.

A palace of flesh and blood, a mixture of weird, bloody, heavy taste, beauty and other elements, stands here, and an overwhelmingly strong and strange fragrance fills the air.

As if noticing the arrival of the "guests", densely packed eyes opened from within the flesh-and-blood palace walls. They blinked strangely, rustling like the ebb and flow of the tide, looking down at Zhuang Boshi and Zhao Yingkong.

Zhuang Boshi's eyes turned slightly, as if he saw something, and his face changed drastically.

"I rely on!!!"

He looked as if his heart was broken, and his three eyes closed at the same time.

"What's wrong?" The two women asked at the same time.

Zhuang Boshi took a deep breath and said dryly, "Have you eaten?"

"Why do you ask?" Zhao Yingkong remained calm when he heard the familiar, complaining voice coming from inside.

"Because I'm afraid you'll vomit later." Zhuang Boshi didn't know what expression to use.

He suddenly thought of something and looked at Ming Yanwei, who had a serious expression on her face: "Yanwei, you'd better not go in."

"I think the next scene will not be very good for you."

"Hmm?" Ming Yanwei didn't quite understand.

At this moment, the door of the palace of flesh and blood in front of them suddenly opened.

It was as if the sound of bells and drums echoed the sharp screams of the harp, composing a discordant movement of ecstasy and sorrow.

Ming Yanwei's pupils dilated rapidly as she saw the scene on the beautiful stage in the Palace of Flesh and Blood.
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Zhang Heng didn't know how much time had passed.

An hour, a day, a week.

In this space, the passage of time seems to be meaningless.

He tilted his head back, staring blankly at the densely packed arms and legs stretching and moving on the ceiling like the wind blowing through the grass, allowing himself to be manipulated by Zhao Zhuikong.

Amidst the sweet music that seemed to never stop, dozens of pink and seductive succubi danced wantonly around him tirelessly.

Zhao Zhuikong in front of him hugged him tightly and kissed him.

Perhaps he was used to it, but Zhao Zhuikong's frequent contact and in-depth understanding had almost shattered Zhang Heng's sanity.

Every time his body alerted him to the painful realization of the truth.

Zhao Zhuikong's female voice, which was filled with endless charm and temptation, made him sink into depravity again.

The unimaginable sweet words and tenderness continued to make him happy both physically and mentally.

"My dear..." The weeping and complaining voice was like a feather scraping across the eardrum.

Zhang Heng's body couldn't help but spasm, and goose bumps appeared on his skin.

"Let us stay together like this forever, Heng."

Zhao Zhuikong gave a gentle caress with his soft arms.

Behind them, Xiao Honglu's young and immature face showed an expression that was not in line with his age.

He hugged Zhang Heng out of curiosity and fear.

"Mingming."

Zhang Heng's face showed happiness and intoxication, as if he was immersed in some beautiful dream and didn't want to wake up.

In this dream, he did not run away that day, but faced those scumbags head-on.

From then on, he and his beloved girl became one step closer in spirit and became the object of envy of many people.

Zhang Heng opened his hazy eyes. The face in front of him was beautiful, but it was not her.
Not her!
Instinctively alerting him, he mustered his remaining rationality to face reality. His heart skipped a beat.

But this time, Zhao Zhuikong no longer used that seductive and gentle female voice to comfort him.

Maybe she did it on purpose.
Zhang Heng's originally happy and intoxicated expression instantly turned pale and distorted.

In an instant, I felt as if I had fallen into an eternal ice cave and my whole body was cold.

He saw the woman he loved most and the most important to him, and saw the disgusting expression on her face.

The humiliation and shame of incompetence flooded into my heart, as well as the pain of losing everything and feeling ashamed.

“Ming, don’t look at me!” He cried, making the sound of spring water falling on a jade plate: “Don’t look at me!!!”

Xiao Honglu behind him also woke up for a moment, as if realizing what had happened. The fourteen-year-old boy burst into tears.

"Mom, I want to go home!!"

(End of this chapter)