73/seven streams

Xiao Luyan grabbed the scalpel with a dazed and terrified expression, not knowing where to go.

Behind him, everything was silent. A cloud of black mist continued to spread and approach.

Lu Yan knew instinctively that he couldn't be swallowed by the black mist.

The desire to survive is an instinct engraved in the genes of every animal, and he does not want to die.

This black mist spread all over the world, and Lu Yan heard the wailing of countless creatures in a trance.

Corpses littered the fields, and the lives of the people were overwhelmed.

After the sun sets, the world seems to lose its light source, and visibility becomes extremely low.

All the \u002661207;\u00268204; heat seems to disappear with the setting of the sun, and the surrounding \u002658607;\u00268204; temperature is getting colder and colder, Lu Yan is running on the road, as if walking on a glacier \u002657957;\u00268204;.

The cold slowed his movements gradually.

In the black mist, the mist "58607;" formed a hand and grabbed Lu Yan's ankle.

Lu Yan waved the scalpel, wanting to cut off the hand.

However, this hand\u002658315;\u00268204; had no\u002661207;\u00268204;\u002660582;\u00268204;body, and Black Mist let out a mocking grin.

More hands stretched out, trying to pull Lu Yan into the abyss\u002657957;\u00268204;.

In the fog, there came a strange chant\u002658468;\u00268204;: "Go home, go home, go home..."

The skin touched by the black mist quickly froze, and the skin became like a fragile ice layer, which would shatter if touched lightly.

Lu Yan kept trembling, his heart was full of despair.

At this time, a group of flames soared into the sky, and light suddenly burst out in the darkness. Burned away the black mist wrapped around Lu Yan's body.

Black mist let out a \u002658468;\u00268204; scream.

The surrounding \u0026 58563; \u0026 8204; black fine debris, like ashes after burning paper.

The flames interweave into a burning man. No\u002661207;\u00268204;features, like a phantom created by fire, warm and dazzling.

On his shoulder stood a red bird.

In this darkness, he is the only light source.

The little bird uttered a \u002658468;\u00268204; melodious song. It took off from his shoulders, with a long trail of flames, \u002661032;\u00268204; flew ahead.

Burning Man said, "Follow it and don't look back."

Lu Yan didn't know him. But this person's language \u0026 58607; \u0026 8204; inexplicable \u0026 61207; \u0026 8204; a force that makes people believe.

He followed the burning bird and ran forward in a daze, his heart began to throb and hurt.

The burning people scattered into a sky full of flames, shining brightly.

The flames formed a \u002657751;\u00268204; wall, blocking the \u002658563;\u00268204; black mist from engulfing it.

The wall of fire stretches for an unknown number of miles, like a beacon-fire Great Wall guarding the homeland.

The flames were burning very\u002657751;\u00268204;, but the black fog was getting thicker and thicker, and the cold\u002658607;\u00268204;was getting more\u002657512;\u00268204;.

The burning fire refused to give in, and was frozen by the fog into a scorching dead fire, like red frozen corals. *

Not even death is extinguished.

Black Mist let out a \u002658468;\u00268204; sneer, and continued to roll \u002661032;\u00268204; forward.

The burning bird led Lu Yan to the edge of the cliff.

It is like a flower in full bloom that begins to wither in mid-air. It turned into sparks, fell to the ground, and disappeared.

A pitch-black dragon was parked on the edge of a cliff. This dragon's pair of bright golden eyes, looks very fierce.

The black dragon let out a \u002658468;\u00268204; low growl, leaned over \u002658563;\u00268204;, lowered its \u002658563;\u00268204; head.

Lu Yan's expression was still full of doubts. He felt that his soul was like a piece of broken glass that was about to crack.

He turned his head, and the black mist "59408;\u00268204;" behind him began to approach, more menacing than before. Lu Yan could smell the strong smell of blood from hundreds of meters away.

Lu Yan had no choice, he climbed onto the black dragon's back, and tightly grasped the dragon scales around its neck.

The black dragon rose into the sky. Straight into the sky.

Black Mist stood on the edge of the cliff, roaring unwillingly. Like the roar of some beast.

Lu Yan looked back with "61207;" feeling, and he saw a person walking out of the fog "58607;\u00268204;".

He had a face exactly like his own, with an expression of indifference.

That person raised his head, although he was far away, Lu Yan felt that he was seen.

It's like the other party's eyes "58315;" are not in the eye sockets, but in the sky.

The man stretched out his hand and tapped his temple lightly with his index finger. A sickly grin appeared on his face.

\u002658563;\u00268204;In a second, the black mist submerged

he.

Lu Yan\u002658315;\u00268204;didn't\u002661207;\u00268204;understand the meaning of the other party's move immediately.

His hands and feet were cold, and his heart was filled with bewilderment and fear. But inexplicably felt that he was "59408;" out of danger.

He sat on the back of the black dragon, facing the bloody wind.

In the \u002657751;\u00268204; sky, Lu Yan saw the world of his feet\u002658563;\u00268204;.

There are large areas of ruins, the land is devastated, like a corpse riddled with suffering and riddled with holes.

In the dark night, occasionally "61207;" lights come on, concentrated in a few small areas.

That's the human survivor base.

Lu Yan's brain began to tingle again.

He held the scalpel, and suddenly "61207;" understood the meaning of that person's last move.

"I'm Lu Yan."

Lu Yan's pupils did not know\u002660381;\u00268204;time\u002659408;\u00268204;had changed color to silver, and the white part of the eyes was full of bloodshot eyes.

He raised the knife and pointed the tip of the knife at the center of his eyebrows.

"Find the right...brain? I always feel that I've failed\u002660085;\u00268204; many times."

"Puff."

Blood splashed out along the blade, Lu Yan twirled the handle of the knife, and heard his brain wailing in pain.

It was his brain, and it wasn't.

Lu Yan couldn't hold back, he laughed \u002658468;\u00268204;: "You are indeed here."

...

...

Kingdom of God.

Many brains fell to the ground, howling in pain.

They are like "60085;" computer hard drives loaded, the surface is hot and red, and soon melted into a pile of white brains.

Sprinkle with chopped scallions and it should taste good.

The souls working in the Kingdom of God felt the ground tremble violently, cracking cracks, and many white souls were swallowed by the cracks, becoming the nutrient cream to supplement the "main energy".

When the deputy brain on the 23rd was dug out, the "60708;\u00268204; master was obviously relieved"58607;\u00268204;.

At first, the \u002660708;\u00268204;master\u002658327;\u00268204; could see some images, but later. The scene sent back by the brain of No. 23 is simply a kind of torture for it. It can only see a twisted mist\u002658607;\u00268204;, accompanied by whispers from the abyss.

The thing is waking up, even, almost waking up.

\u002660708;\u00268204;The Lord has lived for so long, and since he became a pollutant, he no longer understands what fear is, but at that moment, he felt the fear of falling into an ice cellar.

Who can spy on the gods without paying the price?

Foreknowledge cannot, omniscience cannot.

The \u002660708;\u00268204; master with a pollution value of \u002660085;\u00268204; million cannot either.

Fortunately, he has enough brains and enough souls in the Kingdom of God. Even because the Kingdom of God is isolated from the world, there is no need to worry about the news of the "57512;" injury spreading and attracting human beings to strangle them.

\u002660708;\u00268204;The Lord pressed\u002660582;\u00268204; himself\u002660582;\u00268204; into a \u002660582;\u00268204;

Yanjing, the third research institute.

Three days ago, Lu Yan was attacked by the "60708;" Lord at the airport. Fell into a deep sleep and hasn't woken up yet.

In the seventh hour of Lu Yan's coma, the headquarter of the prevention and control center had no choice but to transfer him to the third research institute.

The researchers had a short meeting, because the atmosphere was "60085;" too tense and serious, so they only dared to "58468;" communicate in a small way.

"\u002658327;\u00268204; Didn't wake up?"

"Didn't wake up.\u002659408;\u00268204; We have already invited all the spiritual enlighteners we can invite." Researcher A smoked a cigarette, and sighed at the report\u002658607;\u00268204; .Try to use hypnotic talent to wake up Di Ting, because of the backlash, now \u002658327;\u00268204;living in ICU. Apply for 20,000 contribution points for work injury compensation. "

"A-level apocalyptic magician, because of his friendship with the tyrant"61207;\u00268204;, so reluctantly accepted" this task. The spiritual body of the magician entered the conscious space of listening to the truth, and was forced\u002659408;\u00268204; a few minutes ago Wake up, now \u002658327;\u00268204; in the mental retardation period of talent use \u002660085;\u00268204; degree."

Researcher Yi murmured: "It's been 13 years since\u002659408;\u00268204;\u002660085;\u00268204; the 'Kingdom of God' \u002659408;\u00268204; Has it evolved to this level? Just a sub-brain leaves us helpless."

Researcher C was in a trance: "According to the momentum of this pollution spread, human beings will eat jujube pills. It's so desperate, I don't want to do it."

Researched. While "58327;" is alive, go home and spend more time with your parents..."

A shook his shoulders, and shouted: "Be sober, Xiao B! Our research is to enable ordinary people without "61207;" abilities to survive"58563;\u00268204; go! Don't give up your ideals and pursuits!"

\u002657512;\u00268204; Syndrome monitoring outside.

Holding the record sheet in his hand, Ji Wen looked at the person in front of him: "Lu Yan's condition is already very dangerous. The disease continues to increase, and the vital signs are weakening. We have tried many methods, but it seems that the results are slow. "

Tang Xun'an didn't say a word, even "61207;" a little distracted, his mind was empty.

Ji Wen continued: "The \u002660708;\u00268204; master's secondary brain lurks in the body of a normal person, and it hasn't been \u002661207;\u00268204; detected in ten years. I admit that this is our negligence."

As early as more than 20 years ago, places requiring security checks, such as the customs gates of subway stations across the country, were replaced with security check doors that can detect pollution levels. Even every street in the city is equipped with pollution value \u0026 60582; \u0026 8204; time detectors.

But I didn't expect this sub-brain to control the parasite to live broadcast as a virtual anchor at home to earn money, and he hasn't left the house once in 10 years.

After the sub-brain forcibly entered Lu Yan's consciousness space, this A Zhai was brain-dead.

"Because of the Lord's special pollution method, except for those who are inspired by the spiritual system, others do not have the ability to enter the consciousness space."

Tang Xun'an\u002660355;\u00268204;: "You mean, I can only wait to collect his body, right?"

Ji Wen's back tensed in an instant: "Lu Yan has a strong sense of self-help, I believe he can get out of the predicament."

Tang Xun'an held the knife in his hand: "I'm going to the Kingdom of God."

He was \u002658315;\u00268204; not discussing, but informing.

"We all know that the Kingdom of God is on the sea, but the entrance to the Kingdom of God has been closed." Ji Wenxin calmly analyzed with him, "The Kingdom of God is a"57751;"dangerous pollution area. Although It's also S-level, but I don't think you can solve the \u002660708;\u00268204; Lord. Besides\u002660381;\u00268204; your mental state is more unstable than most people... The most important thing is that even if you solve \u002660708;\u00268204;Lord, I don't necessarily guarantee that Lu Yan can wake up."

"Even if you want to go, the headquarters will not agree."

Tang Xun'an was silent for a long time.

"For so many years, people have been asking me to stay rational and learn to judge the situation correctly. I can't have too much emotion, because I am the hope of fighting pollution."

"I am a machine to be used. And a machine should not"61207;\u00268204; redundant feelings, should choose the plan that maximizes the benefits."

"People I know keep leaving this world. And I can't be so '60085;' sad because it's going to let the disease level rise uncontrollably."

Ji Wen felt that it was "very wrong" not to "60085;" come with a psychiatrist.

"No\u002661207;\u00268204; anyone thinks you are a machine..."

Tang Xun'an looked at him with golden eyes, and said calmly: "I don't care what will happen to me, now I want to save him. If I don't do anything, just wait here, I will go crazy of."

Ji Wen's heart trembled, and just as he was about to say something, an alarm suddenly sounded in the monitoring room"58468;"8204;.

In the monitoring room, Lu Yan, who was plugged with countless pipes, slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the ceiling like an iron coffin, and his expression "61207;" was at a loss for a moment.

In the ear, the system whistled like a hooligan:

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