black tower

Perhaps it was because Han Jun was in the mad state, the ruins of his spiritual barriers burned again, and the fire even tended to spread to the surrounding spiritual sea.

After repairing Han Jun's spiritual sea, Zhao Hongguang was able to carry out higher-level spiritual contact. The moment he closed his eyes and stretched his spiritual tentacles into Han Jun's spiritual sea, his quantum projection also entered completely. This spiritual world where the sky is dark and the wind is whistling and weeping.

There is the sound of the wind in my ear, like howling, and like crying. Although the ground is no longer scorched and scorched, the lawn that barely covers it does not seem to have much life.

This was the first time that Zhao Hongguang had penetrated into the spiritual sea of ​​a sentinel so carefully. He stepped on the lawn under his feet carefully, not daring to approach the skinny white tiger at will.

Judging from the state of Han Jun's mental body, the other party is still suffering from the collapse of his mental barrier.

"Woo..." The mania caused Han Jun's mental body to fall into mania uncontrollably, and the sedatives used on Han Jun's body could hardly restrain his mental body. After seeing Zhao Hongguang appearing, Bai Hu subconsciously It bared its teeth, and its sparse mane stood on end because of its vigilance. Its claws were no longer sharp, but its pair of blue beast eyes were still full of bloodthirsty desire.

Fat Chirp jumped onto Zhao Hongguang's shoulder at the first moment, facing the aggressive white tiger that was rushing towards its master, it let out a melodious chirp, and then shot out like an arrow off the string. It reached the white tiger's face, and then its small mouth began to peck at the cat's sensitive nose accurately and fiercely, using the trick it used to deal with Ling Feng's spiritual body.

"Aww! Aww!" Han Jun's mental body quickly became even more out of control because of the stalking little Fat Chirp on his nose. It roared angrily, and its sight was completely blocked by that Fat Chiw. , but when its claws fell hard, it always slapped itself on the face.

"Fat Chirp, that's good, just hold it back like this, and give it a little bit of strength when necessary!" Zhao Hongguang now has no extra energy to use his mental tentacles to deal with Han Jun's mental body. Repair and rebuild Han Jun's spiritual barrier.

Different from the wavy spiritual tentacles used when combing Han Jun's spiritual sea, this time, Zhao Hongguang twisted his spiritual tentacles into hundreds of strands. For a while, he felt like a spider, an octopus, and a centipede. octopus.

As mentioned in the Spiritual Counseling Course of the Guidance Academy, the spiritual barriers of the Sentinels are the core part of them, and the damage and collapse of the spiritual barriers are also the root of the disease that afflicts the Sentinels.

The unprecedented burning caused Zhao Hongguang's mental tentacles to break almost instantly when they directly touched Han Jun's mental barrier. The severe pain at that moment made Zhao Hongguang almost lose consciousness, and Fei Jiu, who had the upper hand, also followed suit. It fell on the grass and was held down by the white tiger's paw.

This kind of backlash far exceeds the level of ordinary sentries. Of course, Zhao Hongguang knew from the beginning that Han Jun was not an ordinary sentinel.

The collapsed spiritual barrier was directly touched, as if the exposed wound had been violated, and it also brought a lot of pain to Han Jun. The white tiger who held the fat chirp raised his head and roared, but wanted to swallow it in one gulp. When Feijiu fell to the ground, Feijiu, who had managed to escape from the tiger's mouth, flapped his wings in a panic, struggling to fly back to Zhao Hongguang's side.

——Guide Zhao Hongguang, please confirm your status, please confirm your status.

A distant voice came from the outside world, and Zhao Hongguang, who was still unconscious due to the burn of his mental tentacles, opened his eyes suddenly. He had to respond to the voice, otherwise, the electroacupuncture buried under Han Jun's neck would be broken in the next moment. Start relentlessly.

"I'm fine!" When Zhao Hongguang said these three words, he had already left Han Jun's spiritual world with Fei Jiu and returned to reality.

Fat Chirp was obviously terrified. It shivered in Zhao Hongguang's sweaty palm like a fur ball.

In order to avoid being seen by the guide or sentinel on the surveillance camera when his mental body was too weak, Zhao Hongguang turned sideways calmly and pinched Feijiu in his palm.

——The mental magnetic field in the ward fluctuated abnormally just now, please be careful.

Just as the communication sound from the monitoring center fell, an alarm sound suddenly appeared on the main console in the ward. Different from the monitoring warning that reminded Han Jun to go mad, this time the alarm sounded sharply in a frightening rhythm. sound.

Zhao Hongguang didn't have time to sort out his state, so he rushed over in a hurry. He was horrified to see Han Jun's vital signs dropping rapidly on the screen.

"No..." Zhao Hongguang turned his head. Han Jun, who was still struggling slightly due to the berserk attack, has completely calmed down. It seems that his touching of Han Jun's mental barrier just now caused the other party's serious backlash. , Such a state of backlash not only endangers the guide, but also a kind of self-destruction for the sentinel who suffers from madness.

Soon, Lin Shaoan led the medical assistants into Han Jun's ward. Although according to the original plan, the black tower had already given up on Han Jun, but when he received the alarm that Han Jun was critically ill, he couldn't help but come over. .

"I didn't do it on purpose..." Zhao Hongguang really cried this time. Tears that don't help make people feel better, that's all.

"Get out of the way." Lin Shaoan stopped Zhao Hongguang who wanted to cry to him without raising his head. He kept saying that he would not provide more medical services to Han Jun, but at this moment he personally directed his assistants to help Han Jun Give first aid.After Lin Shaoan simply judged Han Jun's situation at the moment, he decisively gave instructions to the assistants.

"Stop sedation, boost oxygen delivery. Take off his straitjacket and get ready for adrenaline!"

Zhao Hongguang soon realized his gaffe. He raised his hand and rubbed his nose, while Fei Jiu, who was held in his palm, also struggled to stick his head out, carefully checking the surrounding situation.

"You've been backlashed, haven't you?" Lin Shaoan quickly walked to Zhao Hongguang's side after arranging his assistants, and dragged him to the corner.

Zhao Hongguang didn't want to admit his failure, not because he was ashamed of it, but because he was worried that the black tower would euthanize Han Jun in advance, and he really didn't want to give up until the last moment.

But facing the calm and even cold Lin Shaoan, Zhao Hongguang nodded heavily after swallowing a mouthful of bitter saliva in pain.

"You are lucky this time." To Zhao Hongguang's surprise, Lin Shaoan did not blame him, but this seemingly indifferent doctor asked him a painful question, "Let Han Jun be tortured before he dies?" So many crimes? If you give up, I will order the first aid to stop now, and even make him go faster."

Zhao Hongguang lowered his head and fell silent.At the same time, Fat Jiu took a lot of effort to get out of the palm of the owner. After shaking the feathers that were sticking together, it fluffed itself into a fur ball again, and then flew back to Zhao Hongguang's shoulder. On the ground, stepping on small steps, rubbed Zhao Hongguang's chin with the fluff of his cheek.

"Jiujiu..." In this world, for supernatural beings, there is no creature who understands their mood better than their spiritual body. Zhao Hongguang's pain and entanglement made Fei Jiu feel a little sad, of course it What's even more sad is that his nest-building career has not yet begun, but he has suffered a devastating blow.Every bird should have its own nest, and every guide should have a matching sentinel, Fat Chirp can understand, it's just such a simple truth.In Zhao Hongguang's short twenty years of life, Fei Jiu has never encountered a spiritual body that can resonate with him. When the white tiger is not crazy, it is not so annoying. Having great hair makes you want to collect it.

"Do you want to try again?" Zhao Hongguang sensed the message that Fei Jiu had sent him. At this moment, he really needed some confidence and advice from others.

"Chirp." Even though he had just experienced the calamity of life and death, Fat Chirp flew to Zhao Hongguang's hand, and gently pecked the opponent's tiger's mouth with his small triangular mouth, which was his way of expressing his approval.

Although Fei Jiu is not someone else, it is Zhao Hongguang's spiritual body, and it can even be said to be a part of Zhao Hongguang himself, but Zhao Hongguang, as a supernatural being, still gains power from his own spiritual body.Sometimes, people's self-healing ability is so incredible.

"I have not been backlashed by him, which means that I still have a chance, and so does he." Zhao Hongguang calmed down, gritted his teeth, and expressed to Lin Shaoan that he still wanted to save Han Jun.

Lin Shaoan turned his head and looked at the busy assistants surrounding Han Jun. These medical staff were already familiar with how to rescue a dying life. With the infusion of oxygen and adrenaline, Han Jun's condition gradually stabilized again. , the fire of life in the opponent's remnant body is still burning tenaciously.

"Last chance. It is impossible for us to watch you take risks again and again." Lin Shaoan did not intend to report this matter to the top of the Black Tower, because Han Jun would definitely be dead when he got to them, not everyone People are as kind as myself.

Because he was busy treating other sentinels with mild symptoms, Lin Shaoan prepared to evacuate after Han Jun's condition temporarily stabilized.

Before leaving the ward, he had to tell Zhao Hongguang the cruel truth: "Next time this happens, no one will provide him with excessive medical care."

Zhao Hongguang nodded bitterly: "I understand."

Lin Shaoan glanced at Han Jun who was stripped naked and tied to the medical bed, and sighed: "Take a bath for him, maybe it's his last time, did you see the flushing tube on the wall? He is very sick now. Weak, those belts should be enough to contain him, for your safety, don't take them off until he dies."

Although Zhao Hongguang really wanted to refute Lin Shaoan's saying that Han Jun would not die, but the dangerous situation just now made him have no confidence to say such a thing.

After Lin Shaoan took the people away, Zhao Hongguang immediately stood in the corner, took out his mobile phone, and dialed the number at home.

— Hiromitsu?Are you not on vacation this month?Mom bought a lot of things you like?

On the other end of the phone, the greetings from his mother are always blissful and peaceful. Zhao Hongguang tried his best to twitch the corners of his lips, trying to get a little smile in his voice.

——Mom, there are a lot of things to be busy in the tower area, and I have to help guide the sentries, so this month's vacation may be wasted.

——Is that so?Then you have to pay attention to your body, don't be too tired.

--Um.By the way, Mom, can you make an omurice and bring it in for me tomorrow?The tower area has a special delivery office in each safe area. You can show the proof of your relationship with me and hand over the things to them.Remember to add extra tomato sauce.

——Don’t you not like tomatoes?Do you want something else to eat? I'll bring it in for you.

——No, that's all, I'm busy, goodbye.

Zhao Hongguang hung up the phone in a hurry, and he looked at Han Jun lying on the medical bed suddenly. The other party's body was covered with sweat, and there was even a layer of water. The faint panting sound from the hood reminded Zhao Hongguang of the moment when all his tentacles were burned off. It was not only pain, but also sadness, which made him unable to restrain himself.