My vest is full of bosses

Reluctantly, Yan Yao and Zhong Jing stood beside the unconscious Gan Lesheng.

He naturally knew that he was left on purpose.

Bai Xuan didn't trust him at all.

He was indeed sent to monitor Bai Xuan, since they entered here.

The monitor on him is fully open, and the other side of the league will receive all the sounds and scenes they encounter.

Gan Lesheng, who was on the ground with his eyes closed, seemed to be in some terrible nightmare. His hands on his waist kept struggling around, and his sharp nails suddenly stretched out, scratching at the concrete floor.

Zhong Jing stepped forward decisively to hold down his hands that were scrambling on both sides, and his supernatural ability [Strength] came in handy at this time.

He turned his head and shouted at Yan Yao.

"Use your power to see what exactly he dreamed about?"

crunch--

A slight sound suddenly sounded from the dim door, as if someone had come in. At this moment, it was extremely obvious and terrifying.

Yan Yao didn't have time to reply him, a yellow talisman engraved with runes appeared in his hand in an instant.

Although they are not Taoist priests, there are so many Taoist priests in the alliance.As an old member of the alliance, he naturally has a lot of talisman resources issued by the alliance.

His eyes were slightly condensed, and the vast spiritual power spread in this small space.

It sweeps every corner like a wide and dense network.

Zhong Jing, who was pressing Gan Lesheng's hands, was surprised to find that Gan Lesheng didn't know when, suddenly Gan Lesheng didn't move.He is now a little worried that something uncontrollable will happen. Hearing the slight sound in his ear is enough to raise his vigilance. He takes out two talisman papers, one of which is pasted on Gan Lesheng's body, and the other is firmly held in his left hand. In the middle, a silver-white stick trimmed with lace appeared on the right hand.

This stick-shaped weapon is provided by the Alliance to Extraordinary people. It usually matches their abilities. It can be amplified or converted into another kind of energy by using their own power. Most extraordinary and weird creatures can be attacked by them. weapon damage.

Bai Xuan and Wang Chengyang are newcomers. Newcomers do not have the right to hold weapons for the time being. They must successfully complete a mission before they are eligible to apply for weapons.

What's more, the urgent task this time came was to test Bai Xuan. Newcomers generally don't have tasks on the first day, and need a buffer period.

Naturally, Bai Xuan saw the tricks and dismissed them, knowing that they had their thoughts.

Naturally, Yan Yao also has weapons, but his weapons are completely different from Zhong Jing's. The gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his tall nose flashed a cold light.

As the scope of his mental power continued to expand, countless data seemed to be reflected in his glasses, densely packed numbers and symbols jumped on his lenses, and finally turned into a silver line pointing to a place.

He finally couldn't keep calm, and shouted, "Zhongjing, get out of the way!"

Zhong Jing realized something, and subconsciously rushed towards him.

puff-

It was like the sound of a sharp knife piercing into flesh.

Zhong Jing's eyes turned white, he lowered his head in a daze, a snow-white hand with blue blood vessels protruded from his chest, and a severe pain connected to the nerves spread from the wound to the whole body.

"Hmm..." The scarlet blood was spat out by him, Zhong Jing closed his eyes unwillingly, and his vision fell into darkness.

The transparent mirror shone with icy light, Yan Yao's pupils were full of sternness, he pursed his lips, watching the long-haired figure stand up stiffly.

Zhong Jing's tall body fell to the ground like a hill, splashing dust all over the place.

Gan Lesheng's complexion has completely changed, from tender white skin to ceramic-like porcelain white, his handsome cheeks are flawless, like a precious work of art, the whites of his eyes have completely disappeared, leaving only two holes, Dark pupils.

Looking at him blankly, his body creaked.

Yan Yao immediately clicked on the communicator on his waist, which was originally used to shoot and monitor Bai Xuan, and gritted his teeth: "This is the C-level task you mentioned? Are you kidding, is this to test Bai Xuan, or do you want us to They all died here?"

The voice in the communicator was also obviously flustered, "We are also specially looking for a suitable task, and the level of this task is also described by the person reporting the general situation..."

Yan Yao's eyes darkened slightly, "The person who reported it? Then... isn't it just... bad!"

——Zhang Zhou.

Before he could think deeply, Gan Lesheng stood up tremblingly, twisting his neck stiffly, like a marionette.

The spell in Yan Yao's hand suddenly fell on Gan Lesheng.

He paused for a moment.

The next moment, it was like being stimulated.

He rushed towards Yan Yao with all his teeth and claws.

Under such a dangerous situation, Yan Yao's mental strength gathered into a thin silk thread, the end of which was so thin that it was almost invisible. The thread stopped in the air for a second, and in an instant it rushed straight at Gan Lesheng like a sharp knife.

Gan Lesheng turned his head stiffly, not knowing how to avoid the attack.

The thread formed by mental power got into his head like a gust of wind.

He froze in place.

Yan Yao's mental power entered his brain, trying to wake him up.

As soon as he entered into his spirit, he saw a thick silver and black line standing in Gan Lesheng's spiritual world.

Eerie, like a huge black pillar standing in this world.

His mental strength has just approached.

It was as if he had touched a black hole, and all his spiritual power was swallowed up in it.

Yan Yao wanted to quit.

That black pillar radiated countless thick and sticky black lines, winding up his body one by one, from legs to waist to head, a strong sense of suffocation came from the depths of his soul.

I feel that the [Time Stop] I set on Gan Lesheng has been destroyed.

Bai Xuan's eyes gradually turned cold.

[Open the sub-vest - white-clothed swordsman]

——Gu Qingchuan.

Yan Yao was on the verge of death.

He has been in the league for many years and has experienced countless missions.

But that sense of powerlessness only existed when he first came into the league.

The communicator at the waist has fallen to the ground.

People in the league are still calling his name.

"Yan Yao, Yan Yao..."

His sight was completely dark, he couldn't see anything clearly, and his chest felt tight and uncomfortable.

Shila-

There was a tearing sound in the air.

A dazzling silvery-white light pierced the darkness in front of him, and turned into several silvery-white beams of light with an indomitable momentum, cutting off those black and sticky thin lines.

He was finally rescued.

Yan Yao looked up.

The swordsman in white stands in the air, holding an ancient sword in his hand, and dressed in white.

Between light and shadow.

He seemed to see a ray of light.

Extraordinary Alliance City B branch.

The staff member who was originally talking to Yan Yao looked at the scene projected by the transparent screen in front of him with disbelief.

He hurriedly picked up the phone on the table and put it next to his face, "Gu Qingchuan appeared..."

The person on the phone seemed to think he was joking.

"Didn't you say that those students lied?"

"No, Gu Qingchuan is really still alive. He appeared in the first mission of that supernatural being with an initial talent of A-level. He saved that guy Yan Yao."

The person on the phone gradually realized the seriousness of the problem, "Yan Yao still needs to be rescued? What level of mission is this!? Make it clear! Gong Yue."

Gong Yue naturally panicked, "It was originally a C-level task randomly assigned, but both Zhongjing and Gan Lesheng suffered."

His throat was a little dry, "This mission may be at A-level, or even S-level. We made a mistake. I informed my superiors as early as when the accident happened, and I hope there is still time."

He submitted all the videos recorded in the communicator to his superiors.

Including that thunderous Gu Qingchuan.

"Bo Xuan, what's the matter with you?" Wang Chengyang noticed that his team leader was suddenly stunned.

Bai Xuan is now controlling four vests at the same time, and his spirit is at the most exhausted time in so many years.

The ghost king's vest is still obediently staying in the palace of the ghost world.

There is also a fox demon vest beside him.

He also sent a swordsman vest to save people.

Say how busy you are.

He twitched the corners of his lips and replied, "I'm very tired and a little tired. I'm the sad rose at midnight."

Wang Chengyang: "..."

You are still in the mood to joke.

The eyes of these monsters around you are really not in your way.

Bai Xuan's mind moved slightly.

Affected by the personality of the vest, his personality will change a little bit.

Naturally, the red fox demon also didn't want to be under the sight of these monsters.

His character was flamboyant and reckless, and being stared at by these puppets made him feel terribly irritable.

Ji Wenxuan frowned slightly, and pursed his thick lips lightly, but still showed a bit of flair.

The red clothes on his body were as rich as blood and as smooth as water.

He raised his hand slightly, revealing his porcelain white wrist.

In an instant, there was a great red light.

Wang Chengyang seemed to see nine huge pure white furry tails suddenly appearing behind him.

He wiped his eyes, but found that he didn't see anything, and muttered a few words in his mouth strangely, "It's so strange, why did I think this man had a tail just now."

Bai Xuan really wanted to tell him that this was really not an illusion.

But in the end, he just dragged Wang Chengyang to stand in the corner and watch.

The man in the middle of the hall was wearing red clothes, as if an invisible wind was blowing violently towards him.

There seemed to be a bit of coldness in Ji Wenxuan's eyes, and a gorgeous and complicated ancient fan appeared in his hand.

Spreading out the ancient fan, it became bigger and bigger, and finally became a size larger than a human being.

He casually made a movement of waving his fan lightly.

Like a thunderbolt, it suddenly pierced the sky.

The surrounding scenery was in a fragmented state, and the puppets seemed to be disappearing one by one.

The hall became blank.

Wang Chengyang covered his mouth, his tone was startled, "What's going on?"

Bai Xuan frowned, "These are just illusions."

Ji Wenxuan looked up at them, "Well, it's an illusion, but we may still be in the illusion and haven't come out yet."

As soon as the voice fell, a gray mist began to fill the surrounding area.

The figures of the three gradually blurred.