I synthesized the whole world

In the green mountains.

The bonfire was lit again.

In order not to attract attention, the fire was small, illuminating only a distance of four or five meters.

The night was quiet, and the shadows of the trees around were dark, swaying slightly, and rustling continuously.

Cheng Qi and Mo sat by the bonfire, lost in thought.

Aunt Chi Mei, Councillor LEE Liu, and the fat man Ni Chen were not the real murderer behind the scenes.

So who was it?

The evening study time had passed.

Looking far away, you can see Mo Yuan, Mo Shan and other Mo family disciples walking out of the house again and starting to visit the guests at the funeral. They are still searching hard for the S-level gene person.

Cheng Qi couldn't help but frown.

Now there is another possibility, the murderer is the legendary [God Li].

If he really comes, it will be a problem for Cheng Qi.

Not to mention Mo Yuan and other D-level gene holders. They may not see even a shadow of [Li Shen] even if they run their legs off and try their best.

[Li Shen], Li Bailong.

What kind of person is he? What kind of ability does he have? If he really comes, how can we lure him out?

Of course.

We can't think in a fixed way.

Suppose [Li Shen] doesn't come at all, and he has no intention of participating in the fight of the Mo family.

Then, who else could be the murderer?

Cheng Qi's thoughts were churning, but he still couldn't find a breakthrough.

He looked at Mo on the side.

This guy frowned and looked haggard. I'm afraid he hasn't rested for several days and nights.

Just now.

Under Mo's protection, Mudhopper was speechless and had no way to express his grievances. Cheng Qi hacked 50 precious metal detection robots.

Cheng Qi put those robots back to the Lingshi starship. After the current matter was settled, he would see what interesting equipment he could combine.

"Cheng Qi, I want to take a break."

Mo stared with bloodshot eyes, "Just take a 10-minute break. If possible, wake me up after 10 minutes."

Cheng Qi nodded, "Don't worry."

But Mo fumbled in his clothes and slowly took out a small device. It looked like a pink peach blossom, very delicate.

Cheng Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, "That's Meng Lan's 'Shu Meng'. Do you carry this device with you?"

"Of course."

Mo held Shu Meng and couldn't let it go. "I've become accustomed to it. I can't sleep without it."

Mo gently pressed the stamens of the petals, and the whole device lit up with a faint blue light.

Putting Shu Meng aside, Mo lay on the ground, pillowed on a stone, slowly closed his eyes, and was satisfied.

Almost within 10 seconds, he had an even breathing sound and fell asleep.

Looking at everything in front of him, Cheng Qi had an indescribable weird feeling.

He also recalled a detail.

Just when Mo said goodbye to Nimeng, Nimeng said excitedly, "Master Mo, our cooperation is destined by heaven. You may not believe it, but I just dreamed that although all the men in the Mo family died, only you, Master Mo, did not die!"

Cheng Qi felt a little strange.

Nimeng was only seeking wealth on this trip, and even his dreams were about getting rich.

How could he dream of Mo, a young master who had a very low status in the family and was always in a semi-transparent state?

Isn't this too unpopular?

And Cheng Qi also noticed that as a VIP, Nimeng was also given a "Shumen" by Meng Lan, and it was placed in his broken starship.

Cheng Qi was also a little tired.

He kept thinking, which made his temples ache and drowsy.

The small Shumeng beside Mo was flashing a faint blue light.

Unconsciously, Cheng Qi also closed his eyes unconsciously, as if being interfered by an imperceptible force.

His eyelids were too heavy, and the moment they slowly closed, it was as if someone had closed the curtain of heaven and earth, and it was pitch black.

"!!!"

Cheng Qi shuddered and opened his eyes immediately.

He forced himself to dispel the fatigue in his mind, staring at Shu Meng, "There is something wrong with this thing, it seems to force people to fall asleep!"

It was also at this time.

Cheng Qi felt a gust of mountain wind blowing behind him, with a stronger chill than before. The mountain wind rolled the grass on the ground, rolling constantly, and finally fell into the bonfire and burned to ashes.

Cheng Qi's pupils suddenly shrank, but what surprised him was that he wanted to turn back, but found that his body seemed to be sealed by transparent cement, and he couldn't even turn his head.

Not good!

What is going on!

Cheng Qi stared and could only look at the scene in front of him.

In his view, there were dark and deep green mountains and a weak and fragile campfire. His five senses were normal, and he could hear the crackling sound of firewood in the campfire.

A strange fragrance came into his nose, fresh and fragrant.Like peach blossoms.

Then, a graceful figure in a black dress slowly walked into Cheng Qi's view from the back.

This figure just looked forward, as if Cheng Qi did not exist.

She wore half a black veil, revealing beautiful and resentful eyes, narrow and smart eyelashes, hanging with mountain dew, and there was an obvious birthmark on the corner of her right eye, which was a pink peach blossom.

This beautiful birthmark has become a kind of decoration, adding a different temperament to her whole person.

Cheng Qi opened his eyes slightly, "Meng Lan."

But that weird feeling permeated his whole body, and Cheng Qi was still unable to move!

Meng Lan stood in front, quietly staring at the sleeping Mo.

On the hillside, she was against the lights of thousands of houses in Tengzhou, looking charming.

Suddenly.

Meng Lan slowly touched her waist.

Cheng Qi's pupils contracted, and he felt that she was taking out a weapon.

But the next moment, Cheng Qi's pupils were relaxed again.

Meng Lan took out a bamboo flute, one end of which was hung with a red tassel and had slight signs of wear.

Cheng Qi was puzzled. Was she going to play a song?

But then, Meng Lan did not put the flute to her lips, but held one end of the flute and stretched it forward.

At this moment, she suddenly turned her head and looked at Cheng Qi, her beautiful eyes wide open, and five blue light circles suddenly flashed in her pupils.

Cheng Qi was stunned!

Because his body seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, Cheng Qi also slowly stretched out his right arm into the air!

At the same time, an idea was born in Cheng Qi's brain. He ordered the Type I biochemical armor to condense a sharp knife on his right arm.

But Meng Lan walked forward slowly.

Cheng Qi couldn't control himself and walked forward!

It was just three steps, and Cheng Qi stood beside Mo, who was still sleeping at this time.

Meng Lan was always standing at a distance of seven or eight meters away. She was holding a flute, but there was nothing in front of her.

Meng Lan slowly waved her arm downwards.

Cheng Qi's body, like a puppet, also made the same movements as her.

But Cheng Qi had a sharp blade in his hand, and in front of him was Mo!

He was extremely horrified!

Cheng Qi frantically wanted to resist. He wanted to stop the movement of his hand or wake up Mo, but he couldn't do it at all!

The only thing Cheng Qi could control seemed to be his pupils, but at this time, they could only tremble like an earthquake.

How sharp was the blade condensed by the Type I biochemical armor.

The moment it touched Mo's white neck, it was like silently cutting into tofu. First, a bright red blood line appeared, and then the artery ruptured, and blood gushed out!

Mo opened his eyes in horror.

But it was too late.

Meng Lan suddenly raised her hand.

Cheng Qi also raised his hand.

In the dark mountains, Meng Lan's cold and ruthless eyes reflected the flickering bonfire, the blood splattering for several meters, and a head flying high!