MTL - I Can Rewind-Chapter 469 Alienation of Death God (1)

  Chapter 469 Alienation of God of Death (1)

  The lights in the meeting room were turned off and the chill hit, Zhang Chengjing held his hand to remind himself and Xiaomo, and then the captain Wang Shu sounded a warning to everyone attending the meeting.

  This series of sudden changes caused Yan Junze to feel fear involuntarily.

  He hasn't felt this level of fear for a long time.

   Something weird? And the strange direction came from the other side of the conference table in front of me.

   You know, who are the people sitting here?

There are the most powerful spirit removers in Huaying Dadu here. These people gather here, not to mention that weirdness will appear, even if there are really high-level weirdnesses here, I am afraid they will just run away, absolutely dare not choose this time Show up in the conference room.

  But the current situation has really happened. Not only has this weirdness appeared, but it also seems extremely terrifying, because even Zhang Chengjing and Wang Shu have issued warnings one after another.

  The meeting room was instantly silent, so quiet that even the sound of breathing could not be heard.

   From the moment the lights went out, there was darkness in front of his eyes, and after a few seconds, his eyes began to adapt to the darkness. Yan Junze vaguely saw that Wuma Yun who was sitting opposite him seemed to have disappeared.

   Sure enough, she is weird!

  Yan Junze was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, he found that Zhang Chengjing was shaking slightly while holding his hand.

   "I rub it, is it so powerful?"

  After discovering Zhang Chengjing's reaction, Yan Junze had to pay attention to it. He knew that under normal circumstances, a five-star spirit remover like Zhang Chengjing would never have such a fearful reaction after meeting a monster.

  Being able to make his hands tremble shows that the Wuma Yun poses a threat to everyone here, and this threat is still very big, and perhaps no one present can resist it.

   It’s just, isn’t this Wuma Yun a human being? How could it become weird in an instant?

   Is this woman a half-spirit? Half human, half weird? She couldn't control herself, that's why she became a powerful half-spirit at this moment?

  Think about it carefully, no, if you are still conscious after semi-spiritualization, you can take the initiative. Yan Junze is a half-spirit himself, so he is very aware of this.

  And if this woman can't even control her own body, the spirit eliminators of the corps will not let her come to participate in the meeting discussion, which will increase the safety hazard for no reason.

  Thinking about it this way, maybe some kind of accident happened to this powerful woman, and only Wang Shu and Zhang Chengjing knew about this accident, so they would remind everyone.

   But because the time was too sudden, I could only remind them aloud. Everyone in the venue sat upright, and no one dared to move.

  Yan Junze lightly squeezed Zhang Chengjing's hand that was holding him in a hurry, signaling him to calm down first.

  Zhang Chengjing also pinched him lightly to show his response, but Yan Junze felt that the temperature in his hand was still losing rapidly, perhaps because the temperature in the conference room dropped suddenly.

  At this moment, I wanted to go back to check on Zhang Xiaomo, but I didn't dare to move at all.

  Zhang Xiaomo was sitting in a row of chairs by the wall not far behind Yan Junze. After hearing what her father said, she didn't make a sound at the moment.

   No sound can be heard, and the entire meeting room is extremely quiet.

  Because of the rapid drop in temperature, Yan Junze's body began to gradually become cold, and he suspected that his eyebrows might be frosted at this moment.

  The fear in my heart is getting bigger and bigger. The dark environment, oppressive atmosphere, and cold air, every element is invisible to magnify the fear in my heart.

  He never expected to encounter this darkest moment in the presence of many top spirit removers.

   "Now it seems that maybe we have to go back to the file first. Pull Zhang Chengjing out of the conference room to ask for clarification." The thought arose, and Yan Junze started to go back to the file.

  But in the next second, he was taken aback for a moment, his eyes widened, looking at the familiar darkness in front of him with an expression of disbelief.

   File back!

   It was still dark.

"what happened?"

  Yan Junze was stunned.

  Not only could it not be rolled back this time, but the time-space map did not pop up a reminder like last time, as if it had stopped working.

  Looking inside my mind, the map is still there, quietly staying in my mind, the nodes are also lit up, and there is no malfunction, but there is no response.

  Yan Junze immediately controlled the white worm in his heart, ready to release his control field.

   But after sensing it, I found that the long white worm had curled up into a ball, as if dead, motionless.

   Not only can't revert, but now even the white worm is pretending to be dead!

   At this moment, Zhang Chengjing tightly held his hand, then turned his head slightly, as if he wanted to say something to Yan Junze.

  Yan Junze also imitated his appearance, slowly turned his head, his upper body was slightly tilted, and leaned towards Zhang Chengjing.

  The movements of the two of them did not make any sound, Yan Junze could faintly see Zhang Chengjing's lips squirming,

  At the same moment, he was slightly startled, and heard the direction of the five-star spirit removers sitting under the conference table, a muffled groan came, but he was suppressed immediately.

  Zhang Chengjing quickly approached Yan Junze's ear and made a faint sound of mosquitoes and flies.

   "Absolutely... Domain, take Xiao Mo, leave..."

  The next second, there was a throat rushing sound from the direction where the muffled hum came from, as if the drinker had choked on the water.

  Suddenly, a flashlight lit up and shone in that direction, and everyone's eyes followed immediately.

  Under the light of the flashlight, one of the five-star spirit removers was still sitting in the same place as before, but at this moment Wuma Yun was standing behind him.

At this time, Wuma Yun's body looked even thinner, as if she was about to wither. Her short hair was originally long enough to not even reach her shoulders, but the short hair now covered the front and back of her head. Completely invisible and extremely eerie.

  Wuma Yun put both hands on the shoulders of the five-star spirit remover, and stood behind him, standing straight, motionless.

  The five-star spirit remover in front of her was pale at the moment, his whole body was shaking, and his face was slightly sunken. The sound of his throat was actually bleeding from his mouth.

  A large amount of blood gushed out from the throat, continuously flowing down the corner of the mouth.

  The five-star spirit remover closed his lips tightly, causing blood to pour out from his nostrils, and soon his eyes also turned red, overflowing with blood.

  The flashlight only lasted for about three or four seconds, and went out without warning.

  Wuma Yun's shrill laughter sounded, it seemed that she had found her next target, she left the five-star spirit remover on the opponent's shoulder, and approached one of the elders of the spirit remover corps.

   It was the portable flashlight that this person turned on just now. This flashlight is small and hangs on the key ring, so it is more convenient to open it at ordinary times.

At the same moment, Zhang Chengjing dragged Yan Junze to stand up abruptly, whispered to him quickly: "Wuma Yun is the **** of death, between human and weird, she can't control the mutation now. Take Xiaomo and hurry up." leave!"

   "Your strength..." Yan Junze couldn't help but whispered.

   "Under the absolute realm, everyone is an ordinary person in front of her!" Zhang Chengjing pushed Yan Junze towards Zhang Xiaomo in the dark, "Wuma Yun can perform the strongest intervention, let's go!"

  Time was too urgent, Yan Junze hadn't fully digested Zhang Chengjing's words, and was pushed to the direction where Zhang Xiaomo was sitting just now.

  At this moment, the veteran of the corps who had turned on the small flashlight just now let out a shrill scream.

   There was a bang, as if the head hit the conference table.

  Yan Junze didn't have time to think about it, he leaned over to the direction where Zhang Xiaomo was sitting, and said in a low voice, "Xiaomo, follow me!"

   There is no answer in the darkness.

  Yan Junze was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand to grab in that direction, and found nothing, the place where Zhang Xiaomo was sitting just now was actually empty.

  He quickly stretched out his hands to feel around, and sure enough there was nothing, not to mention the seat where Zhang Xiaomo was originally sitting, even the row of chairs nearby was empty at all.

  The door of the meeting room is actually not far from Xiaomo's original location. If you take a big step, you can walk to the door in two steps.

  An idea immediately popped into Yan Junze's mind, did Xiao Mo take advantage of the noise just now and leave the meeting room?

  But after thinking about it, it was impossible, because just now Zhang Chengjing told her not to move, and it was impossible for her to leave when she was as unclear as herself.

  If she had been so reckless, Zhang Xiaomo would not have lived to this day.

  The veteran of the corps that turned on the flashlight was not a spirit exorcist, but one of the founders of the spirit exorcist organization that Zhang Chengjing and others founded together. But at this moment, after the person's head hit the conference table, there was no more sound.

  The entire conference room fell into deathly silence again.

  Yan Junze originally planned to call out Zhang Xiaomo's name twice, but now he dare not speak out.

   Try to keep your eyes wide open, but you can only see about a slap away from yourself, and you can't see anything any further.

  Just now Zhang Chengjing said that this Wuma Yun can make the strongest intervention, which means that if she wants to approach and harm herself, she must first intervene. This must be paid attention to.

This Wuma Yun, as a God of Death, has turned into a weird one for unknown reasons, causing her strength to be so powerful that she can actually form an "absolute domain", making all the spirit removers in this domain become ordinary people, and never again. There is no ability to control the magnetic field.

   With such an understanding, Yan Junze knew why he couldn't activate the space-time map and control the field.

  Here, it belongs to the absolute domain of a **** of death, which is a bit similar to the restricted area of ​​the **** of death, but it is obviously many times stronger than the restricted area of ​​the **** of death.

   I don't know if it is possible to leave Wuma Yun's domain after leaving the meeting room? Yan Junze guessed.

  As long as he is out of the absolute field, he can roll back.

   But now Zhang Xiaomo has disappeared, so she must be found first.

  Yan Junze stood silently in the aisle, probably on the right hand side were conference tables and chairs, and on the left hand side was a row of auditorium chairs against the wall.

  Because the surroundings had become quiet, he didn't dare to move for the time being, so he just stood there quietly, turned his head slightly, and tried to open his eyes wide to look around.

Now I guess, even if Zhang Xiaomo is not in this seat, she may not have walked very far. I just need to try to move slowly and not touch anyone, especially Wuma Yun who is hiding in the dark. I should be able to find Xiaomo near here. .

  Originally, if someone stood in front of me, I could more or less feel the heat or breathing from the other person, but now the entire conference room is like an ice cave, and I can't feel anything except the cold.

   After finally moving two steps, Yan Junze tentatively moved forward, and the next second, he touched a cold hand.

   As soon as he touched it, he immediately felt the ice-like skin of the other party, but he couldn't be sure who it was.

   Now that the temperature in the meeting room has dropped sharply, anyone's hands may be so cold.

  So Yan Junze stopped immediately, kept his body in a stiff posture, and dared not move any more.

  The cold hand also did not move, Yan Junze's index finger and **** kept in contact with the skin on the back of the opponent's hand, as if time had frozen.

   "Should... not Zhang Xiaomo." Yan Junze guessed in his heart, but quickly denied, "If this person is Zhang Xiaomo, maybe Xiaomo will try to touch his hand again instead of keeping it rigid."

   It can only be blamed that this is the office of the Huaying Corps. The secrecy of this meeting room is really good. The curtains are all made of special fabrics, which not only prevent light transmission, but also detect radiation.

   It is already thankful to be able to see this faint light.

  Yan Junze's thoughts just came to his mind, the cold skin that had been touching his fingers suddenly started to move, and slowly slid past the almost stiff index and middle fingers.

  Yan Junze immediately felt a mass of cold air approaching him. The person who approached him was shorter, not as tall as Zhang Xiaomo, who was 1.7 meters tall, so it was not Xiaomo.

  The man walked very slowly, and he didn't hear any footsteps.

   Yan Junze already had guesses about the identity of the person who dared to leave like this at this time.

   Not long after, his shoulder felt cold, and a hand rested on his shoulder from the side. At the same time, there was a slight breathing sound from his ear. This breathing sound was so close that it almost touched the root of his ear.

  The cold hand first pressed Yan Junze's shoulder, then slowly slid from the left shoulder to his back, and then slid to the right shoulder to hold it.

  From the beginning to the end, Yan Junze remained motionless, not even trembling.

   But it is undeniable that at this moment, his whole heart is suspended, and a sense of depression and horror has been surrounding him.

  The sound of breathing left his left ear and came to his right ear again, as if he was whispering.

  But Yan Junze listened carefully, but couldn't hear anything.

  Now he knows that his situation is the same as that of the dead five-star spirit remover just now, with both shoulders being held down by the other party.

   "Get involved?! This woman is looking for a chance to get involved!" Yan Junze suddenly came to his senses.

  As long as she doesn't react or respond to her with any action, she won't stare at her for the time being.

  Maintaining an extremely slow breathing rate, Yan Junze froze on the spot like a stone statue, murmurs that seemed to be absent surrounded his ears, but he turned a deaf ear to them.

  The whisper suddenly became far away, the shoulders loosened slightly, the cold palm moved away, and the chill slowly left him.

  But at the same moment, Yan Junze's right hand suddenly touched the cold skin again, and this time, after the touch, the opponent's hand immediately retracted.

  Yan Junze didn't hesitate, and immediately reached out, grabbed the hand, squeezed it twice, but felt that the other's fingers were very slender.

  The owner of this hand no longer avoided, but pinched him twice in response.

   At this moment, the cold breath suddenly returned, approaching the two holding hands.

   Ba Da, put his palm on the back of the hand that the two were holding.

   "Ah—" a voice that seemed to be there came over.

   There was a clatter, and suddenly there was a sound not far from Yan Junze, and someone seemed to have touched the chair in the conference room.

  (end of this chapter)