black tower

"Okay, let him try." Ling Feng smiled coldly, raised his hand to wipe the blood on his lips, and then called back the mental black panther that was still fighting with tits with a sinister expression. around.

Zhao Hongguang also took the opportunity to call the chickadee over. With a few black hairs from wild beasts dangling from his small mouth, the other party unhurriedly hopped onto the master's shoulder, turned his head and pulled the tit from the black panther's body. The hair that falls is hidden in the feathers.

As the white tiger of Han Jun's spiritual body struggled frantically, Zhao Hongguang's mental tentacles began to break in a large area.

"Uh..." Zhao Hongguang would also encounter broken mental tentacles during the usual difficult training, but breaking so many at once made him feel almost unbearable pain.But he had to endure. If he removed the tentacles trapping Han Jun's mental body without authorization at this time, Han Jun would definitely lose control even more. It would be irrational for the berserk sentries to fight to the death. Their only belief.Before that, the out-of-control beast in Han Jun's heart must be subdued as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, he would face Han Jun in the first actual battle after he advanced. For a while, Zhao Hongguang didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky. Seeing that the white tiger was about to break free, he held back his headache , raised his hand and stretched forward, more spiritual tentacles emanated from his body immediately, and quickly rushed to Han Jun's still stubborn spiritual body, and after hiding the loot, Fei Jiu also raised his wings and flew towards Han Jun. That white tiger that can only resonate with himself.

More spiritual tentacles tied the white tiger tightly like ropes, and even Han Jun who fell on the ground was unable to get up again. Facing the ferocious beast in front of him, Fei Jiu was not afraid, it flew left and right, constantly The ground fanned the wind with its wings, blowing the white tiger's hair that was no longer smooth.

Perhaps it was because Han Jun's spiritual strength was gradually exhausted, or the scorching heat was relieved by the wind coming from nowhere, Baihu finally gave up struggling.

It lay down limply, panting with its mouth open, its belly so thin that its bones could be seen struggling to breathe.

Zhao Hongguang, who had finally completed the mind control of Han Jun, sighed softly. He walked towards the white tiger slowly, then squatted down and hugged the other's head in his arms.

"Wow..." The white tiger struggled to raise its head, bared its teeth at the strange man in front of it, blood flowed down its teeth, and the breath it exhaled was also full of fishy smell.

"Poor thing, you are too sick." Zhao Hongguang stroked Baihu's head, stroked it with his finger along the character Wang on the other's forehead.

The high degree of matching between Zhao Hongguang and Han Jun showed its advantages at this time. Although the white tiger was very disgusted with the contact of strangers, it quickly became obedient because of the comfortable caress of the other party. It blinked and its sharp teeth quietly Putting it away, a comfortable grunt came out of his throat.

"Have a good rest. I'll take you back to your master first, and we'll see you again." After speaking, Zhao Hongguang's spiritual tentacles formed a cocoon to completely envelop the panting white tiger, and then wrapped it up. Sent back to Han Jun's spiritual sea that was collapsing and burning everywhere, the cocoon he wove with his spiritual tentacles could give this poor beast a moment of peace.

"There really is that kid." Du Wang was very satisfied with Zhao Hongguang's performance. Controlling the mental body of a sentinel is equivalent to controlling the sentinel himself, which also means that the sick Han Jun was subdued. Of course, Han Jun In the process of running away, Jun consumed too much of his exhausted spiritual power, and he also helped a lot.

"It's better to let Ling Feng beat him to death." Qin Yongnian stared at Han Jun lying on the ground who seemed to be motionless, and said this without thinking.

"Hey, what do you say, Han Jun is also someone you took care of." Du Wang was a little surprised by Qin Yongnian's attitude towards Han Jun.

Qin Yongnian raised his eyebrows indifferently, and put the jacket he took off earlier on his shoulders: "If I also go crazy that day, please break my neck neatly."

"What's wrong with this old guy?" Du Wang glanced at Qin Yongnian who turned around and left, and couldn't help complaining to Gu Jia beside him.

Gu Jia smiled with a good temper: "Maybe he just doesn't want to see Han Jun continue to suffer."

Du Wang chuckled, and sighed helplessly: "But someone has to suffer. As supernatural beings, we shoulder many responsibilities and obligations. If we want to better integrate into this world, someone must suffer." , when necessary, he even had to sacrifice himself. I believe that Han Jun will understand."

After confirming that Han Jun was unable to stand up again, the staff of the Black Tower Medical Center quickly came to the scene. In fact, they were already on standby. After all, the lethality of a crazy sentinel like Han Jun is extremely Terrible, otherwise there would be no need to build a black tower to "imprison" them.

The staff was about to carry Han Jun onto the stretcher, but found a young man standing beside him, or guarding him.

"Excuse me, we have to send him for treatment." The staff stepped forward and pulled Zhao Hongguang who was staring at Han Jun in a daze.

Zhao Hongguang came back to his senses, turned his head and smiled apologetically: "Okay, I'll get out of the way."

Although he promised happily, Zhao Hongguang didn't act immediately. He looked at Han Jun's scarred body for a moment. An illusion, even though the medicine makes Han Jun look like a normal person, but the other party's weak mental body will not deceive people. This hero sentinel in people's minds is already terminally ill and dying. At this time, Zhao Hongguang I finally understood why Han Jun submitted the euthanasia application for the third time.

The emotional resonance made Zhao Hongguang a little sad. He thought that he was still too naive after all. If he could not cure Han Jun this time, then he might choose another way to help him out. Well, no matter whether you are a person with supernatural powers, you should live with dignity.

"Wait a minute." Zhao Hongguang took off his coat, and then covered Han Jun's belly.

Regarding Zhao Hongguang's actions, the staff were stunned for a moment, but then they understood what was going on. This young man was expressing his respect for the former chief sentinel in his own way.Next, the staff who were eager to take Han Jun to the treatment room seemed to be less impatient. They gently lifted him onto the stretcher, being careful not to take off the coat that was covering him. up.

After watching Han Jun being taken away by the medical staff, Zhao Hongguang also followed him, his spiritual tentacles still remained in the other party's body, in order to ensure that Han Jun's state was stable, he could not stay too far away from the other party.

"Boy, your ability is very good. I heard that you have not been officially assigned a position. Do you want to come to 'Guardian'?" Ling Feng, who was standing by the wall, stopped Zhao Hongguang when he came over.

"I haven't made up my mind yet. But now, I still have someone to protect, so if there is anything, can we talk later, Captain Ling?" Zhao Hongguang scratched his head.To be honest, who among the sentries and guides in the tower area would not want to join the "Guardian"?There, they can easily obtain difficult tasks, and then obtain objective rewards, and thus gain a sense of accomplishment as a hero.But now rather than becoming a member of the "Guardians", Zhao Hongguang wants to be Han Jun's "Guardians" first.

Ling Feng coldly glanced at Han Jun who was being pushed further and further away, and said, "Even if you cure him, he will basically be useless. In the future, who will protect the other, maybe."

Zhao Hongguang was still smiling, and there was not even a trace of anger in his eyes: "It is my honor to be able to protect the best chief sentinel in the San Neren Sata District. I will go there first."

"Hehe, let's wait and see."

Looking at Zhao Hongguang's brisk trot, Ling Feng curled his lips in disdain. He was just about to join Du Wang and the others when he heard a piercing scream.

"Tsk." Ling Feng covered his ears subconsciously, and saw a group of people running up from the stairs.

"Honey, you're hurt!" A tall "female" with heavy make-up rushed over the first time she saw Ling Feng. "Her" waist was shaking exaggeratedly, and her hands were raised high. It looks like a crab missing four legs. This crab-like, feminine-looking guy who likes to make up is Ling Feng's partner, Fu Tiantian, a genuine male guide.

"Don't make a fuss!" Ling Feng gave Fu Tiantian a disgusted look.

Fan Tiantian, who was wearing blue lipstick, grabbed Ling Feng's arm. Seeing that his partner was injured, he was so anxious that he was about to cry.

"No! I have to check your mental barrier and mental body for you!" After finishing speaking, Fu Tiantian immediately released her mental body - a chameleon with a high crown, and twisted her mental tentacles into pieces The thick rope was forced into Ling Feng's body.

Even a grumpy sentinel like Ling Feng would inevitably feel very comfortable being stroked by his matching guide with his mental tentacles.

He rolled his eyes helplessly, and relaxed his tense body and leaned against the wall. Sometimes he really envied Han Jun, who was also a top sentinel. Why did the other party meet S-level matching guides in succession?I can only be matched with this A2-level guide who also has a womanizer and loves to cry?

"Boss, are you done?" When Ling Feng was accepting Fan Tiantian's spiritual caress, Fang Shacheng, one of the current vice-captains of the "Guardian" and the S1 sentinel in the team who was second only to Ling Feng, came up.

"It's done. Why did you come here?"

"Before, there were supernatural beings who went berserk and injured people in areas A4 and D2. We went to the scene to deal with it, so we came a little late." Fang Hancheng replied expressionlessly.

"Today is really a coincidence, everyone is running away." Ling Feng sneered, after accepting Fu Tiantian's caress, he felt that his mental barrier seemed to be harder.

"Didn't you see you bring someone back?" Ling Feng looked Fang Shancheng up and down, and there was a small bloodstain on his forehead.

At this time, Fu Tiantian, who confirmed that Ling Feng was safe, reluctantly withdrew her mental tentacles and let out a chuckle: "Honey, are you joking? All runaway sentries who hurt ordinary people in the safe zone are Honor execution on the spot. Not everyone who kills someone like Han Jun is eligible to enter the black tower for treatment."

"Yeah, who told them they weren't the legendary chiefs." Ling Feng grabbed the chameleon that was crawling on his shoulder, and threw it back into Fu Tiantian's arms.

In the corridor, the sound of the rollers of the stretcher sliding on the ground has long since faded away.