Rebirth Star Array Master

Chapter 92 Thunder Tribulation

"Well, you still coaxed me to say that you just wanted to talk to Lieutenant General Mu. Have we talked? Is the talk over? Whether we talk or not, you will press me here to extract memories. Why be pretentious and pretentious."

The short-haired man's face was full of regrets. He didn't expect the girl to easily expose their trick. They would rather see the other person's fearful and cowardly begging for mercy, but it was a pity that the other person was not fooled.

Since it's impossible to give in, we have to be serious.

Cheng Yiyi looked diagonally upward, and a white ring-shaped instrument was slowly lowering until it was level with her eye level.

"You still have a chance to regret it," said the man with a round head.

The ring-shaped instrument encircled the backrest behind her.

"No regrets." Cheng Yiyi said calmly.

With a hissing sound, the ring-shaped instrument rotated, rotating faster and faster, emitting a dazzling light. The memory separator acts on the brain, and during the rotation process, it will release a certain frequency, causing the brain to heat up, and it can be forced by mentioning keywords.

Read weak current data to read images or information.

The process is as painful as having your brain ripped out.

"Who is Monday?" the man with the short hair asked.

"We can always know what we want to know." The blond man's face was gloomy.

But things are fickle, and the next second after the slender man finished speaking.

Release the hostages? He never thought about it.

He licked the corner of his mouth and said, "She is very courageous, and the people you adopt are all very good."

This aroused the blond man's vigilance.

"On the front line, any cat or dog you catch on the street will know it." Mental retardation problem.

"Do you feel it? It's death, death is chasing us."

"Haha, the most poisonous person in the institute is not me, but you. You had no intention of letting her go back alive in the first place."

"The time I give you is only half an hour. If you don't reply after half an hour, don't blame me for being ruthless. If you can't make the decision, you can contact Mu She. We can discuss it."

The weather outside the institute changed rapidly. Layers of flaky dark clouds suddenly appeared in the clear sky. There was a dull thunder in the dark clouds.

The two rich second generations in the castle were not sensitive to this, and they didn't care when they came out to take photos and show them off online.

Although Cheng Yiyi's consciousness withstood the forcible exploration by the outside world, her body was still under the influence of the machine. After a period of time, her body gradually became unable to hold on and bloodshot eyes overflowed from the corners of her mouth.

After the last thunder strike, the thunderstorm disappeared, the dark clouds dispersed, and sweet rain fell from the sky.

She stood up and scanned the institute with her mental power. All humans and animals in the institute except her were dead. The only ones who escaped were the real white mice in the laboratory.

The two of them repeated the questions, asking questions about Monday and Mu She.

"It doesn't make sense. It doesn't work?" The blond man looked at the screen, which was full of white flowers. It should have been read, but there wasn't a single clip.

Before he died, his eyes were filled with disbelief.

The man with the round hair didn't care too much, "Don't worry about it, the research is under the ground and it won't hit us."

"No, we can't touch her until we confirm who Monday is. The parasitic beast is unstable. If it dies, how can it be combined into one? The brain of the virtual network can see through it at a glance." The man with the short hair thought, and spent a lot of time.

Spending so much money to capture a key figure must not be wasted.

The short-haired man fell straight down.

Cheng Yiyi's lips turned white. After getting off the memory separation machine, her body felt a little weak, but her spiritual power tended to overflow. It was as if she was making final preparations for the impact.

"Go and see what that woman is doing?" The blond man instructed the bodyguard to check on Cheng Yiyi.

The blond man was shocked when he witnessed the scene. After a while, seeing that the appearance of the short-haired man had not changed, he poked him.

"Really or not, training? Qinglang is not that cruel to minors." The blond man denied this statement with a stern look in his eyes, "I prefer her physical characteristics."

It's a pity that the other party is only a person in the dream world, and Cheng Yiyi cannot change this fixed dream by his own will.

Mainly because other people would never say anything, but Cheng Yiyi was different. Her answers were flawless.

The interrogation room was a dark room less than five square meters. Cheng Yiyi was questioned in turn by two other people she had never met before. The interrogation was exhausting. She was asked to sit on a chair and be cross-examined like an eagle. Cheng Yiyi asked

I had to yawn.

As long as he doesn't die, Cheng Yiyi's secret will be the stepping stone for him to become famous. As long as he doesn't die, he will definitely make a comeback.

The air pressure gradually dropped, and under the dark clouds, everyone felt a trembling panic.

The bodyguards picked up Cheng Yiyi by her collar, carried her to the interrogation room, and tied her to the interrogation chair.

"It's okay, it's okay." The short-haired man opened his hands and cut the camera to Cheng Yiyi, "Your little princess is safe and sound. She still has time to do strange actions. She's so cute."

Qinglang got through quickly.

Cheng Yiyi immediately crossed his legs and fell into meditation, closed his eyes and felt the spiritual energy flowing in the air.

The blond man's face turned pale and he rushed to the upper floor of the research institute. In the corridors and laboratories he passed along the way, many fallen figures could be seen through the glass.

After this burst of violent thunder and lightning, the clouds calmed down and did not disperse. Instead, they accumulated power again, brewing a new wave of thunder and lightning. Looking at the terrifying driving, it seemed to tear the entire world apart.

The world outside has undergone earth-shaking changes. The positions of various official units in the main star of the second sector have been greatly changed, and countless people have been dismissed.

Before he could finish speaking, the phone number that the short-haired man had hacked into the network was kicked out by intelligent brain recognition. He took out the contact chip, broke it in half, threw it on the ground and crushed it twice with his feet.

"Doctor, doctor." The blond man called to the doctor urgently, but it was in vain.

The blond man snorted and found that he was out of breath.

The short-haired man raised his lips slightly, not denying the blond man's statement.

The short-haired man turned the camera back and said, "Do you want to get the living little princess back? All you need to do is provide Monday's appearance information. It's a good deal, isn't it?"

The space monitoring station also captured this magical scene. People came from all directions, turned to nearby places, and then walked back non-stop.

The blond man boldly guessed that the source of everything must have something to do with Cheng Yiyi. If there were really people who could control everything in the world, it would be terrible, but at the same time he was excited.

After being tortured for more than ten hours, Cheng Yiyi was brought back to the place where he was first detained.

He has escaped so many thunders, and he pursues the truth so fervently that luck should be by his side.

Cheng Yiyi exhaled a bit of cold mist from her mouth, she opened her eyes, a flash of blue light flashed in her eyes, and then she returned to normal.

Those who were caught were basically incompetent and did a lot of nonsense. The main star has become much more efficient in recent times, and the public's online reaction has even made the air fresher.

Cheng Yiyi gritted his teeth, seemingly enduring great pain, "I don't know."

"Remember, we need to know Monday's information, not just literally, but also photos."

The fake rich second generation covered his chest, had difficulty breathing, and struggled for air.

The blond man gave a short scream, and he also checked his nose and felt for a pulse. He found that the man was completely dead. He tore off the clothes on the dead body and inspected it. There was not even a trace of burns at all.

Cheng Yiyi fell into another bizarre dream at this time. Big fish and magical animals circled around her again and again. The woman's voice and intonation remained the same, half speaking and half hiding.

But Cheng Yiyi still had something to do, so he asked Butler Qing to slow down and not really come looking for him.

However, those closest to the truth often pass by.

"The person who invited your adopted daughter as a guest."

The little animals on the edge of the desert run to the land of sweet rain given by God and enjoy the first spiritual rain in their lives.

Cheng Yiyi was in confinement for ten hours.

When he woke up, Cheng Yiyi found that the spiritual power in his body had reached a critical point. If he did not break through, it would really overflow.

The rich second generation is packaged by the research institute. His identity and assets are all fictitious. In reality, he is just an actor who is heavily in debt and works for the research institute.

"I'm just telling you, it won't be too late in a while. She is just a student. She has so little time to go back to Mu's house. Who has she seen?" The blond man looked at Cheng Yiyi who was resting against the wall in the surveillance room, "Let's

After she takes a rest and looks better, we can talk to Qinglang again."

The blond man watched Cheng Yiyi lose focus in his eyes and came up with the idea of ​​using her as an experimental subject, "Would you like to inject her with new parasitic eggs? She looks very strong and will not die easily."

The flat-headed body also had no external injuries and died just like that.

Yinsu quietly tipped off the information, and the law enforcement action quickly spread to the sub-star.

Completely like a person who doesn't know Monday.

The short-haired man was hit by a white electric light generated out of thin air. He stood there motionless, as if he had been electrocuted.

"never seen it."

The nourishing power of the rain takes effect very quickly. Green appears in the barren desert, and oasis appears in the dry sand dunes within an hour.

Cheng Yiyi was so anxious that she wanted to tell her that it didn't matter if she didn't speak well. In this world, you can also type. Leave messages instead of voice messages. Leaving words is more reliable.

Based on his IQ, he came to the conclusion that Monday and Cheng Yiyi must be related. They both have the same name, and both are mysterious.

"That's the only way." The man with the round head really wanted to use torture to pry open Cheng Yiyi's mouth now, but she could even endure her physical collapse. This kind of person is really scary. "If we can't ask anything we want to know, she will also

It’s useless. When the time comes, finish things cleanly and don’t do unnecessary things.”

There was lightning and thunder, and a thick bolt of lightning crossed the lightning rod and passed through several walls.

Butler Qing stared at the people in the video with sharp eyes, "You'd better pray that Cheng Yiyi will be fine."

Call the institute.

The tall man frowned, "She may have received relevant training."

"There's really no image." The blond man patted the screen.

Cheng Yiyi vomited another mouthful of blood and laughed, "That's it?"

Cheng Yiyi's consciousness remained awake, but his body was extremely sleepy.

Under the monitor, Cheng Yiyi sat cross-legged with his palms facing up, as if he was performing some strange ritual.

It's safer to kill a waste than to hold it in your hands.

"boom"

"Let's see who can hold on."

The research institute was filled with lightning, and the blond man let go of the short-haired man in horror. He was frightened and staggered out of the control room, wanting to go outside and ask what was going on.

The moment the door opened, two bodies fell down.

The blond man rushed out of the basement, and as soon as he stepped out of the castle gate, a bolt of lightning with a diameter of one kilometer struck straight down, hitting the blond man squarely.

The blond man pulled the person out and asked, "Why are you here? What happened up there?"

"I ask again, who is Monday?"

But he never let go.

Viewed from a distance, thunder and lightning fell in waves, denser than raindrops, like watching a huge and strange thunder and light show. Residents of small towns who observed this weather phenomenon more than 20 kilometers away took out their optical brains to take photos.

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He looked terrified and hid under a table.

The sea of ​​qi in the Dantian is compressed and purified, then compressed and purified, and undergoes a qualitative transformation under the thunder tribulation.

He tried to change the question, "Where is Mu She."

On the side of the man with the short hair, when he saw Cheng Yiyi woke up, he immediately contacted Qinglang.

At this time, the research institute was completely silent. Cheng Yiyi's body was undergoing earth-shaking changes. If you listened carefully, you could hear crackling sounds coming from her bones.

Fortunately, there was still someone alive on the upper floor, a rich second generation who escaped into the research institute.

The memory separator turned out to be useless, and the man with the short hair turned off the machine with a headache.

"Have you seen Monday?"

A drop of icy blue spiritual liquid formed, two drops, and three drops fell into the Dantian, gradually turning into a clear pool.

Some people even got curious and drove over to take a look. When they got closer, they turned back. The people under the clouds seemed to be stared at by the God of Death, with endless fear in their hearts.

"I don't know. I told you that I don't know, but I still want to ask. Do you have a repeater machine?" Cheng Yiyi was furious. This thing is a powerful interrogation tool for others, but it is just a useless machine for her and has no effect at all.

No. She still needs to put all her effort into performing.

In the research institute, the blond man told the man with short hair about the changes in the weather, "The weather monitor didn't say there will be rain today, but what's going on with the thundercloud above."

The short-haired man had already put on his mask and turned on his voice changer. He turned his face to the camera and said with a ferocious smile: "Qing Lang, I have long admired your name. I am glad to be able to contact you."

The entire research institute and the above-ground castle were covered by thunder and lightning. Thousands of thunder and lightning fell from the sky, specifically targeting humans and alien beasts.

"I don't know...Those thunders are conscious, they are alive." The fake rich second generation muttered something in his mouth, nervously grabbing the blond man, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was crazy.

The blond man pushed away the fake rich second generation, opened the fire box, took out an oxygen mask and put it on his head. He put on protective clothing and wrapped his whole body in plastic to give himself a sense of security. He watched the fake rich second generation's struggle with cold eyes. He is a selfish person.

, just run for your life first.

The man with the short-cut hair had a sinister look in his eyes, "It's all a waste of time. I've found someone who doesn't know anything."

Butler Qing looked at them indifferently, "Who are you?"

Cheng Yiyi was a little at a loss. She had always been in uninhabited places to overcome tribulations, and the sect also had places where people could escape tribulations. This time, the tribulation came with great momentum, as if they came here specially to catch all the people in the institute.

Is it because Skynet is so sparse and not leaking out?

So should she clap her hands and say hello?

Her foundation building went unexpectedly smoothly, as if the heavens were helping her.

(End of chapter)