I got up from the coffin and was taken back to the nest by the dragon

Zhong Boyang yawned, stretched his waist, and smashed his mouth.

What a pleasant day to touch fish all afternoon!

Xiao Subai took away most of the administrative staff of the Tower of Babel, so the Tower of Babel automatically entered the "low consumption" state-the conscientious staff ran the Tower of Babel smoothly with a plan that did not make mistakes or cause trouble , naturally including him, the dean of the Department of Light and the honorary dean of the Ethernet Academy.

Yes, after Xiao Subai signed a bunch of tower master orders, he also stopped the formulation of the experimental surgery plan that had been started for a while, and then signed another document, appointing himself as the honorary dean of the Ethernet Academy.

Zhong Boyang stroked his beard, always felt that this was some kind of compensation, and he was unwilling from the bottom of his heart.

He is already half a useless dragon, and he can still fight, but he can't withstand high-intensity battles. As one of the twin stars of the light system, he is now more like a mascot who eats and waits to die.

But that day Manstein took the initiative to show up and told himself these two pieces of news.He looked frustrated, but persuaded himself to accept this dishonest compensation.

"Boyang, don't blame Xiaobai, she must have some difficulties." The depressed man didn't complain, but just looked at himself guiltily, "You should come down, she must be feeling bad."

He thought about it, but he didn't refuse after all.

At this time, he was sitting in his spacious and bright office, leisurely fishing and taking a nap, reading the report for a while, drinking two sips of tea, writing three comments and resting for a while.

"It would be nice if it was like this all the time." The little old man muttered softly, stroking his long beard habitually.

"It's not good! Dean Zhong! Something happened!" Before he finished speaking, a young man broke into the door.

"What are you doing so frizzy?" Zhong Boyang squinted his eyes displeased, with a very steady look, looking at the young dragon who was panting in front of him, and taught in the tone of someone who has come, "No matter how big the problem is, Don't panic, calm down, or you won't even be able to speak well."

"Yes... huh... Dean Zhong," the young dragon wiped the sweat from his forehead, panting, "outside..."

"Have a sip of tea first, and see if your voice is hoarse."

"Oh." The young man took the tea in a daze, drank two cups, wiped his mouth vigorously with his sleeve, "Dean Zhong, the Tower of Babel has been attacked."

Zhong Boyang couldn't hold back, laughed out loud, and looked at the young dragon helplessly, "What are you kidding?"

The young giant dragon became anxious, and looked at Zhong Boyang aggrievedly, "They are almost hitting the area of ​​the protective shield! The leader is Qingdi!"

As if to confirm the authenticity of his words, there was a violent explosion, and then the alarm buzzed and screamed, accompanied by a shrill red light.

The young man blinked, as if he saw a short white light flash out, and Dean Zhong dropped a curse word, "Why didn't you say it earlier!"

The young dragon hurriedly followed, feeling very wronged, "You told me not to panic."

"Remember, the next time you encounter such an emergency and break into the door, you should tell the matter, and don't shout about 'the big thing is bad, the big thing is bad'."

"Yes."

Zhong Boyang rushed out of the office, turned into a giant dragon and soared into the sky. The dragon claw opened the terminal, and the terminal automatically connected to the screen from the front line.Looking at the army that was densely packed like an ant colony in the distance, he shuddered.

"How many fucking people must there be!"

Those strangely shaped monsters, those disgusting messes of minced meat, looked evil and powerful.

The damaged battle flag fluttered high, covered with old bloodstains, and the battle flag stood in Tsing Yi.

"It's really Emperor Qing." Zhong Boyang's dragon eyes became serious, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face, he took a deep breath and let it out slowly several times.

"That's Emperor Qing."

With a sullen face, he hesitated a bit when he thought of the relationship between Ji Xiaqing and Su Bai, but the current supreme leader of the Tower of Babel in a certain sense soon faded away his hesitation, his expression became firm, and he clicked After getting off the terminal, he roared, "Every department prepares for battle! Those from the communications department should contact the tower owner!"

In the screen displayed on the terminal, Ji Xiaqing seemed to sense that someone was peeping, and squinted his eyes to look at the sky.

"What does she seem to be talking about?" Zhong Boyang felt that his heart was beating too fast, and at the same time, a certain sense of tension that had disappeared for decades suddenly surged into his heart.

That's the thrill of fighting!It is the top enjoyment brought by the crazy secretion of adrenaline!

In the picture, Ji Xiaqing's lips twitched lightly twice, and the next moment, the Tsing Yi suddenly disappeared. The top camera of the Tower of Babel did not capture her figure, only a smear of blue light disappeared suddenly.

"Every department prepares and puts all their energy into it." Zhong Boyang glanced at the Ether Academy behind him, hesitated for a moment, and then flew up a little higher, "Qingdi is no longer on the monitor, it may be a beheading operation."

He was silent for a while, patting the dragon's wings, looking at the blue light flying from the sky, "I'll wait a little longer."

At the same time, in the underground world, Qin Yi walked briskly in the corridor of the government/government building, turned a corner, and saw two members of the exploration team and a team of 'Sapphire' at the explosion-proof gate.

Probably this is also the arrangement of the adult. Only the original guards of the underground world are on duty at the entrance of the government building, and only the members of the exploration team from above are at the entrance of the conference room.

He easily passed the checkpoint at the door, and now he has to think about how to deal with these two guys.

Qin Yi licked his dry lips, and leaned forward with a shy face.

The sound of the gun being loaded was short and crisp, and more than a dozen black holes aimed at the former Gotham Police Chief.

Qin Yi arched his waist and raised his hands while apologizing. His face was sincere and humble, and he smiled without dignity. It's in the pocket on the left chest, military men can take a look."

The two members of the exploration team glanced at each other and saw the contempt for the boneless guy in front of their companions, but even with contempt, experienced fighters would not take this person lightly.One man was still pointing his gun at him, while the other put away his gun and stretched out a hand to his left chest.

The smile on Qin Yi's face was honest and simple, but his left hand stretched out like lightning, clasped the hand that was reaching towards his chest, and twisted it; his right hand touched the back of the team member's neck, and pinched it hard.

The other person was startled, and his hand on the trigger was about to be pulled off.

The top silencer makes the bullet shoot out without the explosion of gunpowder, just a sharp hum that pierces the air lightly and delicately.

The elite player slowly fell to the ground, and the last trace of reason made him look back hard.

A soldier who has experienced many battles will never guard against a gun fired from behind.

Panting, Qin Yi knocked down another team member, while 'Sapphire' wearing steel armor slowly walked over and raised his gun at the explorer on the ground.

"Come on," Qin Yi stared dumbfounded at the tall "Sapphire" soldiers, even though he knew they couldn't "hear" him at all, he still tried to dissuade them, "I've already passed out, it won't affect the plan .”

"Sapphire", which has no life at all and can only act according to the instructions, was not moved by it at all, as cold as steel, and pulled the trigger at the people on the ground.

Qin Yi watched helplessly as the man on the ground tilted his head and stuck out his tongue.

But the chest was still heaving.

He hastily reached out to feel his pulse, heaved a sigh of relief, and stood up with a wry smile, "If it's anesthesia/drunk/gun, you should have said it earlier."

The "Sapphire" team member with the anesthesia/drunk/gun slowly returned to his position, watching Qin Yi carry the two sleeping bodies to a dark place, and then pulled off his clothes, there was no light in his black eyes.

Qin Yi found a bag, put his clothes in it, raised his head and prepared to leave the "crime scene" swaggeringly, but before leaving, he couldn't help but look back.

The iron-cold army carrying endless sins and countless evils stood there like an eternal iceberg.And the person who controls them actually has a soft heart.

"I'll leave this to you, is it okay?" He asked in a strange way.

Naturally, this question has not been answered, and the icebergs without thinking ability stand there, neither sad nor happy.

"Thank you." But as if he had received a positive answer, he walked out with his head held high. In addition to courage, he also had a lot of confidence in his heart. As one of the few people who knew something about this plan, he felt a big The boulder fell to the ground.

At least, the two adults who made the plan did not look down on the common people and play chess indifferently like gods, but still tried their best to save every life.

At least, the people under him will not be sent to the battlefield like a meat grinder, and lose their lives for no reason.

With a surge of emotion in his heart, he walked out of the government building with his passport in his hand.

Of course the certificate is genuine, and it also bears the official seal of the tower owner of the Tower of Babel. Who would dare to stop it?

He turned into the small alley next to the building, turned left and right in the dark alley, climbed over three walls with ease, pushed open the door of a room, turned around and locked it, and checked the drawn curtains and closed doors. window, and then removed the wardrobe.

Behind the closet was a dark entrance, and he jumped in lightly.

Below is a huge air-raid shelter.

Under the expectant eyes of a group of people, he smiled and showed his two rows of big white teeth. He lifted the bag containing the full set of equipment of the exploration team in his hand and shook it, "I got it."

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"Your Majesty Qingdi, long time no see." Zhong Boyang felt his heart was about to jump out of his throat, but he managed to maintain his composure, flapping the dragon wings, his dragon eyes majestic, trying not to lose the wind in the confrontation with Qingdi.

"Long time no see, Zhong Boyang." Ji Xiaqing smiled gently, with a relaxed look on his face, "I won't mistake you and Manstein this time."

It seemed that Ji Xiaqing's existence had been detected, and all the alarms of the Ethernet Academy buzzed like crazy. The piercing and sharp sound made several bewildered young dragons poke their heads out and look out the window.

Ji Xiaqing frowned in trouble, and had the urge to cover his ears.

Even if you are the first emperor in ancient times, it is difficult to bear the sound of nails scraping the blackboard surrounded by 360 degrees.

"You don't have a terminal on you, and you were identified as an intruder by the Tower of Babel," Zhong Boyang seemed to see her trouble, and explained calmly, and then yelled at the bottom, "What are you looking for! Get in!"

"I have no intention of making a move. If I want to make a move, I won't be able to wait for you to find me. I have ten thousand ways to escape the monitoring of the Tower of Babel."

For example, before mixing into the house of His Excellency the Pagoda Master and His Excellency the Pagoda Master, he didn't know what the world was like.

Ji Xiaqing shook his head, his voice slowed down a bit, and he was trying to appease the tense dragon in front of him, "I just want to remind you, don't get too excited, your body can't bear it, isn't it because the fragments haven't been taken out yet? "

Zhong Boyang's dragon face twisted, and he had no intention of answering the question.

"I'm planning to go there." Ji Xiaqing stretched out his hand and pointed to it.

"The top floor? The tower master's office?" Zhong Boyang said, his voice a little tight and hoarse, "What are you going to do?"

"There are at least fifty missiles aimed at me now, and more than ten snipers are already in place. For the Tower of Babel, where all the people are soldiers, this organization is a bit slow," she said before she finished speaking, her forehead There are red dots on the back, waist and abdomen, "But from another point of view, it is already a very fast speed. Given that the Tower of Babel has lost most of its execution power, it is worthwhile to have this speed." Complimented. But sadly, it won't kill me."

"You said that you can't kill him, why don't you try?" Zhong Boyang's dragon face showed a ferocious smile.

"I may not die, but you will." Ji Xiaqing looked at the white dragon in front of him seriously.

"I know, I know," Zhong Boyang nodded his huge dragon's head, and laughed heartily, "I'm a useless person, and the life of a useless person, if His Majesty the Qing Emperor is injured, I think it's worth it."

"3 minutes, from when you came here to when the sniper was in place and the missiles were aimed, we only spent 3 minutes. Even if you don't die, it will only be faster next time," Zhong Boyang said fiercely, "We can afford it."

"No," Ji Xiaqing shook his head with a sincere expression, "I can't afford it."

Zhong Boyang was taken aback.

"I approve of your force. Although they are useless to me, they are useful to another group of people." Ji Xiaqing turned his head and looked at the flag fluttering in the distance, "I went to the tower master's office just to get a Little button."

The blue light surged under her feet, and with one step, she disappeared from everyone's sight again.

"Where did she go?" Zhong Boyang asked subconsciously.

"Obviously," came the strange voice of a member of the exploration team who came to help temporarily in his personal capacity, "she went to the tower master's office."

"What did she mean by the last sentence she said just now?" Zhong Boyang took a deep breath, letting his heart rate slow down slowly, but the blood supply to his brain was not enough, and he still didn't understand the meaning of Ji Xiaqing's words.

"Dean Zhong, I think what Qingdi means is that our force is useless against her, but it is useful to those troops." The person in the terminal hesitated for a while, then said softly, "So Qingdi must deal with it. Something that could threaten those armies."

"What threatened those troops?" Zhong Boyang slowly recovered his ability to think.

"Dean Zhong, our guidance system relies on the terminal, and it is also because the computing center did not find a terminal on Qingdi, so it was able to lock on Qingdi so quickly just now - it is not difficult for the computing center to find a living creature without a terminal , heat conduction can be done.” Another person said.

"Fart, Emperor Qing is still a soul... No!" Zhong Boyang was terrified, "She has a body!"

The conversation in the terminal suddenly stopped, followed by an unbearable silence.

The pressure builds up again.

How strong is the Qing Emperor in his prime?

"No, keep thinking," Zhong Boyang was stunned for a while, and quickly displayed his qualities as a member of the former top exploration team, calmed down and continued to speculate, "That means Qingdi wants to stop the guidance function of the terminal? That is to say, he wants to abolish us. terminal?"

"It shouldn't be possible," someone muttered, "The system of the terminal is connected with Taiyi and the protective cover of the Tower of Babel. It's very difficult to stop."

"No, it's not difficult," Zhong Boyang said blankly, "I know, there is a button in the tower master's office, which controls this system, just press it lightly."

In the Tower of Babel, which is the mainstream of performing talismans on the terminal, the former tower owner wanted to rule dictatorially. The greatest assurance is that he can close anyone's terminal at will.

So, of course there is such a button.

"The protective shield is gone, the guidance can't be done, and the terminal spellcasting is probably suspended. We are almost facing the Qing Emperor and her army with bare hands." Zhong Boyang smiled wryly, "What should we do? Pray for God's blessing ?”

There was a long silence in the terminal.

After a long time, the voice of the first person sounded.

"Only fight to the death!"

Immediately afterwards, the voices of countless people merged into one group, and the will of the torrent of steel roared in the air of the Tower of Babel.

"Only fight to the death!"

In the underground world, two rebels dressed in the costumes of the exploration team stood upright at the door of the explosion-proof gate with their guns in hand, with their heads held high, like real soldiers of the exploration team.And many rebels who sneaked in under the cover of Qin Yi lay in ambush in the empty room that had been prepared a long time ago, waiting for the moment when the explosion-proof door opened, and shot at the people inside.

The rest of the rebel army had already ambushed by the elevator leading to the Tower of Babel. A young man looked at the mighty "Sapphire" troops and was eager to try.

"Don't move around," the former short police officer Zhong Er held down the frizzy young man and gave him a glare, "It's not time yet!"

"Boss," the young man rubbed his fists, "how long do we have to wait, I can't bear it anymore."

"Shut up!" Zhong Er looked up at the indifferent "Sapphire" troops, still a little scared, and kicked the young man, "It is said that there will be a very obvious reminder, do you think there is a reminder now?"

"...Boss, do you think that cloud in the sky looks like a charge flag? Is this a hint?" the young man asked in a low voice.

"Not counting."

"Boss, do you think this ant crawling over is a reminder?"

"……no!"

"Head..."

"To shut up!"

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Ji Xiaqing strolled leisurely on the top floor, letting the alarm around him blew mournfully, and remained indifferent.

Until she pushed open the door of the tower master's office, looked at the light blue figure who seemed to have been waiting inside for a long time, smiled, and closed the door, "Taiyi, long time no see."

The moment she closed the door, all the alarm bells outside the door were blocked.

"It will be almost two weeks, Your Majesty." Taiyi bowed slightly to show his respect.

Ji Xiaqing walked over youyouzai, seemingly not in a hurry, and stretched out his hand towards Taiyi, "Button."

"There are no buttons, Your Majesty." Taiyi shook his head, "It's all just your guess."

Ji Xiaqing sighed, pulled the chair and sat down, looked at the light blue phantom in front of him, and said lazily, "I don't like children who are disobedient, and I don't like children who lie, and you happen to have both."

Taiyi's expression was serious, "I'm not lying, it's true that there is no button to close all dragon terminal spell-casting channels and close the Tower of Babel's shield."

The sincerity she said made Ji Xiaqing waver for a moment.

"We don't have buttons, but there is a lever." Taiyi snapped his fingers, the top of the huge desk was cracked, and inside was a big red lever with the words, "Do not move around".

Ji Xiaqing looked with his head, was silent for a while, then raised his head to look at Taiyi, "Is it interesting to play word games now?"

Taiyi shook his head, "I didn't play with words, I just pointed out the actual mistake. This is a lever, not a button."

Ji Xiaqing sighed heavily and stood up, "So, if I pull down this lever, will you stop me?"

"I'm stopping you, Your Majesty."

Ji Xiaqing's slender fingers had already touched the lever. Hearing this, he raised his head and stared at Taiyi's face, narrowing his eyes, "Good boy, how are you going to stop me?"

"I will dissuade you, Your Majesty." Taiyi replied meticulously, "I give you the most sincere and serious dissuasion, please don't pull down that lever."

"What's going to happen?" Ji Xiaqing didn't mind chatting with Taiyi at this time, so he slightly let go of the big red lever and hung over it, ensuring that he could touch it at any time.

Taiyi was silent for a while, but Ji Xiaqing actually saw intense sadness in her eyes.

"This is a lever with irreversible results," Taiyi said softly, "as long as it is pulled from one side to the other, the protective cover of the Tower of Babel can no longer be closed, unless there is enough energy to supplement its consumption. "

"If I really lose, I can make up for this part of the energy." Ji Xiaqing smiled.

"Have you read that script?" Taiyi suddenly changed the topic, "The last script left by the previous tower master for you."

"No, I only read the catalog." Ji Xiaqing shrugged, "I don't believe in these things."

"There is a chapter in the table of contents, which is "The Death of the Qing Emperor." Taiyi closed his mouth, apparently not intending to say more.

"I will die?" Ji Xiaqing sneered, with the pride of an ancient emperor, "I will not die, who in this world can make me die except myself?"

"Don't look at me with that look," she frowned, looking at the sadness in Taiyi's eyes, "You are just an artificial intelligence, how can you be sad?"

"I don't know, Your Majesty," Taiyi said softly, "I just think it's time to be sad."

She took half a step back and reached out her hand to signal Ji Xiaqing, "Then try it, I've already dissuaded you."

Ji Xiaqing narrowed his eyes and held the lever.

"Taiyi, do you know how terrifying the fighting intuition of an emperor who has traversed an era is?" Ji Xiaqing noticed that his palms were slightly sweaty, but still looked at Taiyi firmly, and said softly, "My Intuition told me a lot, but I didn't see the threat of death."

"That script is nothing more than a clown's play. The fifth executive liked these nonsense things back then, and wished he could really control his fate. You have been with him for so long, but you have learned ten percent of these bad habits. "

Ji Xiaqing made a final decision, "You are just bluffing."

The red lever is pulled from one side to the other.

Ji Xiaqing let go of the lever.

Nothing happened, and everything seemed to have settled down.

Taiyi stared at the lever being pulled to the other end, and heaved a long sigh in a very humane way.

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Outside the tower of Babel

"Sure enough! The shield is gone!" Three Claws took a deep breath, and then let it out several times, suppressing the ecstasy in his heart, and looked at the person behind him, "Have the orders been issued yet?"

"I've said it all, try to restrain the desire to fight, try not to fight, it's better to confront." Bazhuo took his words.

Three Claws nodded in satisfaction, and Zhan Qi pointed forward, "Forward!"

Underworld

"Boss, I seem to have found a hint..."

"I told you to shut up!"

"No! Boss! Look at those 'sapphire' troops!"

Zhong Er poked his head out and looked at the steel-like "undead" army not far away.

The iron-like troops made way for a passage. One soldier pressed the elevator switch in a humane manner, while the other two put their hands behind their backs and raised one hand toward the direction of the elevator.

"Boss, do you seem to be welcoming us?"

Zhong Er stood up ignorantly, and took a step cautiously.

Those in steel canisters didn't move.

Zhong Er took the second step, then trotted into the spacious elevator, and waved at the rebels, "Why are you still standing there! Come in!"

ether academy

Zhong Boyang stood silently on the ground, looked at the sky, and stared in the direction of the tower master's office.

Terminal really fails.

"Then, let's fight." He twisted his neck with a serious expression.

Inside the explosion-proof gate, in the conference room, the friendly and cordial talks were still going on, Su Bai was talking official nonsense, and touched the brass ring on his finger with a smile, but his heart was beating suddenly.

Everything went according to plan and nothing went wrong.

But why are you so uneasy?

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Liangcheng is an ordinary researcher, frail, fat, bald, often stays up late, and has no partner.

But he still loves his career very much. He likes to watch the precise data beating in the form of natural laws in the computing center, likes to see things neatly and meticulously arranged, likes the spotless laboratory, and likes step-by-step experiments and reactions The brilliant chemical elements in.

The only bad thing is that the research institute is far away from the city of Babel Tower, even very close to the gray fog area, only nearly 3 kilometers away.

No way, who asked him to follow the boss (mentor) whose main research topic is "the law and process of extremely strange erosion of the material world"?

It is also because of this that their research institute is also a rare research institute that is guarded by an exploration team, while other research institutes that are close to the Tower of Babel do not even have an exploration team to guard them.

One is because those who engage in academics and those who dance guns are naturally disliked and prone to conflict, and the other is that it is unnecessary.

How safe it is inside the Tower of Babel.

Oh, by the way, the boss is short of funds for the experiment recently. In order to get more funds from the small tower master, the boss volunteered to pick up three or four withdrawal patients from the small tower master, and undertook part of the withdrawal task, just for the next step. The small tower owner can be more generous when approving funds.But the boss who changed hands threw those three or four withdrawal patients to himself, and also threw himself a problem.

I heard that my research institute is far away from the Tower of Babel, and several research institutes close to the Tower of Babel have directly asked for more than a dozen patients who need to quit.

He was walking in the empty corridor of the research institute, turned a corner, and saw the little junior sister he was leading hurried over, "Senior brother! Something happened!"

"What's wrong?" He walked over and looked at the little junior sister panting.

"Didn't the alarm go off all over the place just now? The three or four withdrawal patients became manic when they heard the sound!"

"Don't panic," Liangcheng comforted the junior sister, "Have you taken a tranquilizer?"

"beated!"

"What dose?"

"15ml!"

"That's fine, the normal dose, and then?"

"Then the screen went black!"

"What did you say!"

Liangcheng trotted with his junior sister, and asked in disbelief, "How could it be a black screen? The computer is connected to the terminal. As long as the terminal doesn't shut down, the computer won't stop. Isn't Taiyi going to divide the screen?" Is the computing power coming? How could it be a black screen?"

The little junior sister ran after her out of breath, and said aggrievedly, "But it's just a black screen."

Liangcheng hastily pushed open the door of the laboratory outside the guard's room. Looking at the blacked-out big screen, he was completely dumbfounded.

"Then...do you want to talk to the instructor?"

"Of course I have to talk to the boss," Liangcheng replied subconsciously, "but the boss can't handle the computer either."

"The computer screen is black, can it only be because the terminal is gone?" Little Junior Sister suddenly asked.

"Generally, yes."

"Brother, is the gate of our guard room also controlled by the terminal?"

"……Yes."

"Brother, tell me, if the black screen of the computer wasn't caused by my misoperation, then did I inject the tranquilizer into the device just now?"

"...It's hard to say."

The brothers and sisters looked at each other, and Liang Cheng suddenly pushed the younger sister out, and shouted, "Run! Go tell the guys in the other experimental groups! Tell them to run too!"

"A withdrawal patient who has become manic! We can't hold it anymore!"

"Senior brother, what about you!" The little junior sister staggered, crying bitterly while running.

"Of course I'll run too!" Liangcheng gritted his teeth and jumped out of the laboratory, "But I have to block this door first!"

The weak experimenter tried to manually lock the door of the laboratory, and then moved a heavy object to block the door, humming and humming, and looked up, watching the manic withdrawal patient banging on the glass.

Apparently, the shackles of terminal control also failed at the same time.

"I hope they don't think so quickly that they are dragons." Liang Cheng, who was only in his twenties, muttered, pulling his 40-year-old arms and legs and 70-year-old waist, and ran forward with all his might.

If it is said that the movement of this research institute is fairly quick, then the research institutes near the Tower of Babel are not so lucky.

A black giant dragon slapped a wind dragon with one wing, and took heavy steps. The eyes were the usual scarlet color of dark dragons, but deeper and more crazy.

He picked up the wind dragon with one paw, pulled it in front of him, suppressed the thirst of every cell in his body, and said in a hoarse voice, "Give me the medicine."

"I don't have any medicine." Fenglong's expression was very desperate, thinking that the lives and deaths of those brothers and sisters who hadn't escaped were still uncertain, her voice was still trembling.

A bloodthirsty light flashed in the black dragon's eyes, "No medicine? Then go to hell!"

"Don't, don't!" Fenglong begged, gasping for breath, "I know where the medicine is!"

"Where?"

"Tower of Babel! Inside the Tower of Babel! There must be some medicines left!" Fenglong was in a panic and made a good plan - there is an exploration team in the Tower of Babel, and they can stop these thugs no matter what. Bar.

"It makes sense." The black dragon nodded, and the tip of its claws relaxed a little.

A fire dragon stepped out from the inner laboratory, with blood on the corner of its mouth.

Fenglong was taken aback.

There was a small gray object hooked on the dragon's paw, which looked like a plush toy.

Fenglong recognized what it was at a glance.

She has a little junior sister who likes these fancy things the most. The serious and neat laboratory is stuffed with plush objects by her, such as the gray lop-eared rabbit, the pink pony and pig, and the super cute big pig. Golden retrievers, everywhere.

For this reason, the junior sister was often scolded by the instructor, and as a senior sister in the same experimental group, I also helped her a few times. The junior sister cried and ignored her for several days, and put away all the plush toys in tears. go back.

In those days, the cold laboratory was a bit less interesting.

That little gray object is the gray lop-eared rabbit hat that Junior Sister often wears, and the ears can stand up when pinched, which is fun.

But now the little hat was covered with blood, and the tip of the fire dragon's claws and the corner of his mouth were covered with blood.

"I'll fight with you!" Fenglong roared suddenly, flapping the broken dragon's wings, rushed towards the black dragon fiercely, and bit the black dragon's neck hard.

Dragons are decent creatures, and when it comes to life and death, they prefer to fight with dragon wings, dragon claws, catch dragon tails and sweep.

When using the upper teeth, most of the time it is the last moment.

The black dragon was in pain, and the wind dragon was thrown out fiercely. A huge dragon claw pressed hard on her head, and then stepped down hard.

Fenglong glanced at the gray lop-eared rabbit with nostalgia, and closed his eyes.

"Let's go," the black dragon's eyes became scarlet because of the killing, and he smiled ruthlessly as he watched the group of dragons gradually walking out of the laboratory with the smell of blood on their bodies, "Go to the Tower of Babel!"

Wherever more than a dozen lunatic dragons went, they left bloodstains all the way. They and the human army attacked the Tower of Babel from two different directions. After the members of the exploration team, they asked about the current residence address of Bai, the host of the Tower of Babel.

"Except for the Ether Academy and the Tower Master's Office, there is the greatest possibility of medicine here," Black Dragon licked his lips, "The Tower Master's Office and the Ether Academy are too dangerous, let's go and have a look here first."

The people following behind him suddenly agreed.

They are lunatics with no future. No consequence or death is as important as a shot of medicine.

A group of dragons turned into human shapes and rushed towards Su Bai's nest, and met many Babel residents who came and went in a hurry.

These dragons didn't take the initiative to cause trouble, and these ordinary residents just glanced at it, thinking it was an exploration team, and left in a hurry.

After all, the army of monsters blocking the entrance of the Tower of Babel is more worthy of attention.

The rehabilitators led by Heilong finally arrived at Subai's nest——Xiaolong had nostalgia for this place, and he had just taken office, so naturally he didn't move to a safer area. Touched the door of her house.

"Who!" As soon as they came out of the elevator, they heard howling hoarsely, "Come and report your name! Fett will not kill the unknown!"

Heilong frowned, looking at the small camera like a golden snake dancing wildly, "What is this?"

"Fate is a great and heroic battle robot! Fate will defend all the property of the owner! Come back quickly! Otherwise Fate will blow you up with fifty electronic hands/mines!"

The black dragon squinted and looked at an earth dragon in the team who knew a little about robotics.

The earth dragon looked carefully at Feite's small camera, and said in a low voice, "It's just a gatekeeper robot, it can't be loaded with lethal weapons."

Fate howled, "Don't step forward! Fate is showing you!"

The black dragon pursed his lips, without medicine to appease