The Gentle Way to Use Cheats

Although He Lang told Song Lin not to worry about the bombing attack, the man himself raised a few words with Song Lin when they arrived.

"Guangyou will order that you don't touch me?"

Even Song Lin couldn't accept this statement calmly: "Are you right? Or did I hear it wrong?"

"It's not wrong, and I didn't hear it wrong." He Lang supported the dining table with one hand, "More than one person who was arrested said that, and the testimony can be confirmed by each other, that's it."

Song Lin stopped eating and questioned, "Didn't they tell a bunch of confessions earlier and lied collectively on this issue?"

"This is the conclusion reached by the interrogator." He Lang pointed his finger at the table, "Although they can't cheat like you, they are experts in hypnosis, micro-expression and other psychological applications, and their credibility is still very high. of."

"But don't forget what Wang Xiaohai said before, oh no, after he died." Song Lin looked strange, "That was said by the manipulator of O-1 himself."

"I'll kill you," is what the manipulator "says" and does.From Song Lin being shot twice in the back suddenly by the leader of the joint action team, to the campus hijacking case, to the reactions of members of the Light Freedom, such as Wang Xiaohai and Zhou Lihua, all of them show that the manipulator is acting according to his word.

"Hey, don't delay eating your meal." He Lang raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Wang Xiaohai did say something to harm you, but these two things are not in conflict. Not only are they not in conflict, but they can also reveal a good thing to us. information."

Song Lin stuffed a mouthful of instant fried rice: "Huh?"

"There are differences within the Guangyou Society." The man paused, and then said, "No, not only within the Guangyou Society. It is likely that Wanling and its genetic plan, and even the entire Chen Zhang's forces, have emerged. serious disagreement."

Song Lin swallowed the food in his mouth, then raised his eyebrows: "The 'serious disagreement' you mentioned, is it possible that you want to kill me?"

"Of course not." He Lang snorted, "But let's go back and look at this matter. Don't you think that Guang Youhui's exposure was too reckless? Especially the matter of treating you as an important target as soon as he appeared, It's simply inexplicable. To be honest, even though Wan Ling is a strong teammate, he is really a pig teammate."

He Lang was rude in his speech, but he was right.The light will appear to be menacing, and the channels of infection are hard to guard against.However, it appeared too early. Even if it only showed the tip of the iceberg, it was enough for the various bases to see its face and be on guard immediately.To put it bluntly, if it is spread out big enough and suddenly "thousands of arrows are fired", it will be really hard for everyone to guard against.

It's not that He Lang praised Chen and Zhang's family, but according to the brains and thoughts of these people, they shouldn't have made such a low-level mistake.

Song Lin felt that He Lang's statement was not completely reasonable, and he tapped the side of the bowl with his chopsticks: "The manipulator of O-1 is so important, I thought the people behind him wouldn't let him go like this?"

"Don't knock on the bowl, eat well like a beggar." He Lang said, "Everyone thinks so, and Wan Ling and Chen Zhang probably think so too. But it's because everyone thinks so, when accidents happen, it means There's a gap between them, isn't there?"

"Okay, gap." Song Lin said, "Then they gave up on this manipulator?"

"how is this possible?"

"Didn't give up on the manipulator, why did you expose the manipulator and their separation?" Song Lin asked, "This bombing case, from now on, seems to have achieved an achievement - completely exposing the manipulator's mistakes .”

Of course He Lang also considered this issue, but he didn't think deeply about it before, after all his main duty was to lead people into battle.With so many team members waiting for him to arrange, it was enough for him to keep going, and he didn't participate in the discussions about the daily management of the base, let alone making various guesses and then verifying the guesses.

Now that Song Lin asked, the man thought about it for a while: "It may be that their internal conflicts have reached a fever pitch."

Song Lin swallowed the food in his mouth: "...to kill with a knife?"

"Hey, you still know how to kill people with a knife?" He Lang knocked on the table, "No matter what, you protect yourself and take care of the immediate affairs, and don't worry about the future."

"Protect me well?" Song Lin suddenly smiled, "This manipulator can't do anything to me in the dark, but can he get me in the bright? Besides, he's under attack now."

"Oh?" He Lang raised his eyebrows, "You used to say that this manipulator is the best in heaven and earth, but now you say that he is not worth mentioning."

"A person who can beat a good hand of cards, what are you afraid of?" Song Lin said, "But now I don't know whether the opponent just wants to teach the manipulator a lesson, or think that it doesn't matter if the manipulator is dead or alive. If it's the latter , I’m afraid they still have a bigger reliance.”

"Like?"

"For example, the guy who attacked Yuan Chengbing at that time, is there any news about him?"

"...No." He Lang frowned, "This person is almost ready? Coming?"

"How do I know?" Song Lin said, "I'm just giving an example. But we have indeed gained a better understanding of the manipulator's ability. He is not as super god as we imagined, and we really don't have to treat him like an enemy."

His tone of speech was very calm, but He Lang somehow felt that this brat was really very proud.The man couldn't help jokingly reached out and grabbed Song Lin's cheek, almost squeezing out all the fried rice that the young man was chewing.

Song Lin slapped the man's face and pushed him away: "Are you free today? Then come with me to the Ten Thousand Soul Banner later."

"Oh, are you willing to let me in?" He Lang backed away with the strength of the young man, snorting twice, "Didn't you say you wouldn't take me when you went in for the second time? Why are you taking me again now? Don't be afraid of me Smell it again and eat you?"

Song Lin gave him a meaningful look: "...you can smell it before we talk about it."

He Lang entered the Wanhun Banner again, and was indeed confused by the scene inside.

It's still the black smoke-like undead, it's still the layers of annoying crying, it's still the frightening twisted grimace.However, when He Lang looked up, there was a scene above the sky that he had never seen before.

It seems that there is a huge, invisible semi-circular hood shrouded in mid-air, and the undead, or black smoke, formed lines and spread all over it.Lines may be long or short, curved or straight, and even have different clarity.Most of the edges of these lines are five or six floors above the ground, some are like a drop of ink dripping into clear water, spreading faintly; some are like thin waterfalls of black smoke, slowly falling from the sky and scattered in the air middle.

It seems eccentric and dreamy at the same time.These dome-covered lines seem weird and disorderly, but He Lang knows that it must be meaningful.

Because he felt some kind of faint coercion.

The man kicked away the undead that hit his leg, and looked at the young man walking in front: "What's going on with these things above?"

The young man in front was still surrounded by undead, the black smoke was like a cape floating in the air, and the long banner was the only "landmark" in the entire space.He turned his head, and the black smoke slowly followed, revealing his face.

"This? You can think of it as the seal of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner." Song Lin also looked up at the sky, pointing to the erratic and even fuzzy black smoke lines on the edge, "When these undead are completely constructed into the whole The seal, that is the moment when the seal is released, and it is also the moment when I can completely control the Wanhun Banner."

It sounds simple enough, but the undead are far more difficult to manipulate than truly mindless black smoke.Press them one by one on the sealing formation to stabilize clear and accurate runes, the difficulty of which is even difficult for outsiders to perceive.In particular, cultivators don't need to be so troublesome. This is just Song Lin's idea as a non-cultivator. It is impossible to have a reference or Liu Yunzhen to help.

He Lang asked a few more questions: "How do you know about this sealed rune?"

"Feel."

"How do you feel?"

"I tell you, can you know?"

He Lang choked for a moment, he decided not to trace the source of a power with this academic madman.The man looked around, pointing to a place in the sky with dense lines, where there was black smoke that was gradually disintegrating: "Then what do you do with the one that has formed and dissipated?"

Song Lin looked in the direction he pointed, and said again: "I don't know."

"Hey……!"

The young man suddenly thrust the Ten Thousand Soul Flag into the ground, turned his head, and stretched out his hand towards the man: "Come here."

"I'm not a pet dog..." He Lang was a little confused and muttered, but he still stretched out his palm and held the young man's hand.

"Get some wind under your feet, and I'll show you the direction." As soon as Song Lin's words fell, a gust of wind pushed against the soles of his feet and lifted him up.He Lang felt that the young man was pulling him up, so he quickly attracted the wind to send him up.

Even though He Lang knew that his ability probably wasn't enough to reach the seal, he still felt strenuous prematurely.Song Lin seemed to have expected this moment, he dragged He Lang up, and at the same time brought the magic power in the man's body, and brought He Lang up steadily.

They quickly approached the black smoke line that was collapsing, and stopped within reach.

At such a close place, He Lang finally saw clearly the lines formed by those dead spirits.It turns out that these lines are not just a pure black line several fingers wide as seen from a distance, but are densely pieced together by many smaller and complicated characters, and they are still flowing like running water.

"Fuck..."

He Lang was really a little shocked now, this project is exaggerated enough from below, but it is even more terrifying when viewed up close.If all these characters were nailed to the sky by Song Lin's power, then this job is really meticulous and unbelievably huge.

And the collapsed place that He Lang just pointed out is now floating in place, of course it cannot be formed into characters.

Song Lin put the big palm he was holding onto his shoulder: "Grab me, or I won't be responsible for the fall."

He Lang choked on his tone, and with the sentence below, the man said in his heart that he would definitely go back with nausea.So he pushed forward with both arms, and hugged the young man directly from behind.Not only that, but the man put his chin on the young man's shoulder and smiled meanly: "This way, it will never fall!"

Where he and the young man were close, the black smoke evaded and scattered one after another, so the smoke of the undead became more intense where the young man was not touched.

Song Lin pushed the man's head away: "Don't get in the way."

He Lang smiled lowly and tilted his head, but he didn't let go: "I promise, it won't affect you if you don't move."

After he said that, he really didn't move.Song Lin didn't bother to tangle in this place, as soon as he stretched out his hand towards the black smoke where he was confused, the black smoke wrapped around his fingertips.

He turned into a sword-pointing gesture again, with his index finger and middle finger clamped in the black smoke.It seemed that nothing was caught, but the young man's arms slowly spread out, and the black smoke of the undead on his body continued to flow behind his two fingers——

A black belt formed by characters was pulled out from between his two fingers!

It seems that what flows between the two fingers is ink, and there is an invisible micro-printer between the fingers. "Ink passes through" the printer, and a character tape comes into being!

He Lang watched this scene with burning eyes.

Song Lin moved the position while pulling out the rune again, and the black smoke flowed slowly along the thin characters, like a living thing.Then he reached the other end of the crumble, snapped it, and taped it on.

The black smoke at the break was connected together, and the traces of collapse disappeared, as if it had never been disconnected here.

He Lang thought to himself: It's like mending the sky.

[The author has something to say: The Thousand Souls Banner is still beautiful~]