The official walkers who entered in a line consciously divided into two teams, one team was responsible for treating the wounded, and the other team was responsible for checking the scene, finishing off the enemy, and removing possible hidden dangers.
A female member of the Baihua Club squatted down to check the two poisoned fire masters, and her tone changed slightly:
"Centurion, their vital signs are weak, and they need to take diluted life essence immediately, otherwise their lives will be in danger."
In the lawful camp, musicians and wood demons both have skills in the field of life, but in the extraordinary stage, neither profession has the ability to revive.
This powerful skill can only be mastered by high-level walkers.
Therefore, the "life essence" of the musician profession has always been an important strategic material for the official, and it can have an immediate effect on the dying wounded.
The Five Elements Alliance purchases a large amount of life essence from the "Three Musicians" every year, which is very precious.
Fu Qingyang said in a deep voice: "Treat them immediately."
The female wood demon untied her tactical backpack, took out two injections, and gave intravenous injections to the two poisoned fire masters.
The seriously injured and unconscious Dajiba also enjoyed this treatment, but Li Dongze was not. The wood demon of Baihua Club gave him simple hemostasis, detoxification and bandage.
Qingteng and others were also treated.
Fu Qingyang walked to Guan Ya, took off his coat, put it on her, frowned and said:
"Are you okay?"
Guan Ya gathered the collar of her suit and shook her head.
At this time, the captain-level walker who was cleaning the battlefield returned with his men and reported:
"Centurion, the enemies have been killed and there are no survivors."
The captain sighed:
"The bodies of the four Gu beasts have reached the level of Level 3 Fire Masters. You can actually solve them without any casualties. It's incredible, but there is one thing I don't understand. Two of the Gu beasts have no wounds on their bodies. Their bodies are stiff and cold. They should have been dead for several hours.
"How did you do it? "
Hearing this, Lingjun raised his eyebrows, and immediately moved to the side of the corpse of "Hengxing Wuji", squatting down to observe.
Fu Qingyang's heart moved, looked at Guan Ya, and asked: "What's going on."
"Those two were killed by Yuanshi." Guan Ya replied concisely.
"No, not two." Bailong, who was treated, leaned on the knife and added: "There are three."
"Yuanshi Tianzun? The newcomer who cleared the S-level Jinshui Amusement Park? Where is he? I haven't seen what he looks like yet. "The young girl who was bandaging the big muscle man raised her head and asked excitedly.
Her direct captain glared back the young girl's excitement with a stern look.
Three... Fu Qingyang looked at Qingteng Tang Guoqiang and saw that they did not refute, and the injured level 2 walkers seemed to recall something, with both admiration and fear on their faces.
"It is indeed the method of the Night Wandering God..." Lingjun clicked his tongue twice: "Just a level 2 Night Wandering God, how powerful is it? How long has this kid become a spiritual realm walker."
After saying that, he added regretfully: "It was a wrong decision to give him to the Five Elements Alliance."
Fu Qingyang glanced at him, then looked at Guan Ya: "Where is Yuanshi Tianzun?"
"Upstairs," Guan Ya looked up: "Dealing with some things. "
....
Compared to the mess in the hall, the rooms on the second floor were well preserved. Zhang Yuanqing found the prop in the third room facing the outside.
It was an incense burner with a bronze tripod base. The body of the burner was a toad carved out of ebony, sitting in a squatting position with its mouth wide open.
The toad incense burner was quietly placed on the table.
Zhang Yuanqing endured the itchy throat, staggered to the bed, opened the curtains, pushed open the window, and took a few deep breaths of fresh air.
The feeling of slight dizziness faded a lot, and he returned to the table and picked up the toad incense burner. A message appeared in his vision:
[Name: Tianchan Incense Burner]
[Type: Instrument]
[Function: Toxin]
[Introduction: In ancient times, a genius from a certain witch tribe in Nanling decided to make a colorless, odorless, and invisible toxin that kills people. After years of unremitting research, he successfully made this incense burner, but he found that the toxin in the incense burner was colorless and odorless, but the toxicity was not strong, and the effect was slow, so he threw it away. Half a month later, the entire tribe was dead. ]
[Note: Have you stacked up poison resistance for yourself? ]
Zhang Yuanqing immediately put the prop into the inventory, thinking it was a good trick.
Through the introduction and notes, he understood the characteristics of this prop. First, the toxin does not distinguish between enemies and friends. Even the owner of the prop will be poisoned. Hengxing Wuji can resist it because the witch master has high poison resistance.
Secondly, the Tianchan incense burner is the kind of prop that becomes more toxic the longer it is placed. Its toxicity will continue to evaporate. If it is not properly stored, it will harm an area and even the people of the witch tribe can be poisoned.
"Hmm? "
Zhang Yuanqing reopened the inventory and checked the information about the Tianchan Incense Burner.
"Ancient times… Nanling… Wu Gu tribe?"
He digested some different things from the information. According to the "introduction", it should be a high-level spiritual realm practitioner from a long time ago who made this item.
Then it drifted into the spiritual realm and was obtained by "Heng Xing Wu Ji", or it has been passed down in reality. Of course, these are not important. What is important is the "ancient times".
What era does ancient times refer to? How many years ago?
Were there spiritual realm practitioners in that era? But the attribute panel is obviously a modern concept.
Well, it is impossible to determine whether it is a modern concept, but if the ancients also had the concept of the panel, it would be too inconsistent... Zhang Yuanqing whispered to himself: "Take some time to check the origin time of the spiritual realm, if I have the authority to do so. "
If there was no panel concept in ancient times, then the panel information they are familiar with now has a very strange source.
Even the concept of spiritual realm walkers in ancient times is questionable.
"The spiritual realm itself has many secrets. I have always felt that the existence of moral values is unreasonable, and there are heavy traces of human beings, unlike natural generation..."
At this time, Zhang Yuanqing noticed that his colleagues downstairs were evacuating on a large scale.
He immediately stopped hesitating, left the room, and went down the stairs.
The official walkers in the living room on the first floor have been dismissed. In the center of the living room, a young man in a white suit sat on a high-backed chair, with broken furniture, bright red bloodstains, overturned sofas, and cracked walls in the background.
His suit was as white as snow, his facial features were handsome, and he was cold and serious, which was in sharp contrast with the surrounding environment.
Zhang Yuanqing examined the white suit, and the white suit was also examining Zhang Yuanqing.
After Zhang Yuanqing walked down the last step, the young man in the white suit nodded slightly: "Fu Qingyang. "
There are actually men in the world who are more handsome than me... Zhang Yuanqing bowed and saluted: "Hello, Centurion."
He had heard of this centurion for a long time. He had heard of him many times from Li Dongze. He was born into a wealthy family, was gifted by nature, calm and wise, courageous and upright, stupid and rich... Well, the last one was said by Guan Ya.
Now he finally met this "legendary" figure. His first impression was that he was proud, noble, and sharp. He was the type that you would think twice before joking with him.
Strangely, Zhang Yuanqing did not feel disgusted, because Fu Qingyang's nobility and pride were very pure, and his temperament matched his appearance.
Fu Qingyang sat upright in a high-backed chair and said calmly:
"Don't be polite to me. I have been paying attention to you for a long time and wanted to meet you a long time ago. But Guan Ya said that you are a pervert with a thief's heart but no courage, so I plan to observe you for a while. "
Do you discriminate against perverts? No, I am not a pervert... Zhang Yuanqing explained: "This is her misunderstanding of me. I think Captain Fu should have his own judgment."
Fu Qingyang said lightly: "She strongly recommended me to promote you to the position of chief, and thought you were one of the best talents in the new generation of the Five Elements Alliance."
Zhang Yuanqing changed the subject: "She is really good at judging people."
Fu Qingyang looked at him deeply.
For some reason, Zhang Yuanqing's eyes subconsciously dodged. He didn't like this kind of sharp gaze that seemed to see through everything.
I hate the scout's eyes... Zhang Yuanqing muttered in dissatisfaction in his heart. Just as he was about to look at him, Fu Qingyang moved his eyes away, looked at the corpse that was rampant, and asked:
"What do you think of this battle? "
His tone was calm, and it was more like testing a subordinate than asking.
Thinking that the centurion valued him, Zhang Yuanqing was cautious in his words and replied:
"The enemy knew our deployment and number in advance, and knew us very well. There is a lot of water behind us."
Fu Qingyang said bluntly: "Someone in the officialdom colluded and betrayed you."
It can also be said that there was a traitor among us! Zhang Yuanqing nodded.
"So I sent everyone away, and only you and I know what happened next. "Fu Qingyang glanced at the rampant corpse.
Zhang Yuanqing understood what he meant, and walked to the ugly and hideous corpse, with dark and sticky substances surging in his eyes.
The spirit remaining in the body revived, floating out in wisps, condensing into a translucent shadow above the corpse, grinning at Zhang Yuanqing, extremely ferocious.
"After I devour the spirit of the evil profession, I may be a little crazy..." He took out the demon-suppressing pestle and handed it to Fu Qingyang: "This prop can purify spiritual pollution. "
The demon-suppressing pestle was given to Li Dongze out of trust in his character, and to Fu Qingyang because he was a fool with a lot of money, no, he was rich and powerful, and would not covet his props.
Fu Qingyang
Zhang Yuanqing stopped talking, took a deep breath, and took the spirit into his mouth.
.....
His eyebrows suddenly swelled, and something that did not belong to him was forcefully poured into his sea of consciousness.
Countless broken pictures surged in, passing by like a revolving lantern, all of which were the most impressive memories in Hengxing Wuji's life.
Hengxing Wuji was born in a poor family. In order to change his fate, he worked hard to study. After entering society, he found that his academic qualifications, which he was proud of, did not play a big role. After working for a few years, he found that his leaders gave him more work despite his hard work, and he became a social animal.
He couldn't compete with people with connections, people who flatter but have no ability, and he couldn't afford to buy a house after working for ten years. The starting point of marriage is to own a house of his own. Unfortunately, his father is an honest farmer with no savings.
He saw no hope in being honest, but he made a lot of money by doing something unconventional.
He didn't know where his future was and became very confused. Until one day, he made a huge fortune by taking advantage of his position, and he became rampant and fell into depravity, and liked this kind of risky behavior.
Finally, the scenery changed, and Zhang Yuanqing saw the dark bedroom and the ghost floating beside the bed.
"Where is Hei Wuchang? Trust is the basis of cooperation. It seems that we don't trust each other enough."
"You have two options. One is to wait for the fallen people on the list to lose control one after another..."
"To show my sincerity, I will reveal to you the deployment and actions of the official walkers. "
.....
In the same dark bedroom, Heng Xing Wu Ji cut his wrist and let the blood flow into a black wooden bowl engraved with a spell. The blood in the bowl twisted into a human face.
"Boss, the people from Dark Night Rose came to meet you."
"It's too early to meet now. You need to be cautious... Has their leader come?"
"I don't know. Boss, the key is to control the Fallen Holy Grail as soon as possible."
"Are you teaching me how to do things?"
"I dare not..."
"What else did he say?"
"He said he would provide me with the action plan of the official team, let me set up an ambush, and share the pressure for you. "
"You can try..."
Dark Night Rose? Hei Wuchang is lurking in Songhai, waiting for the leader of Dark Night Rose? What kind of organization is this? They seem to be planning some big conspiracy. Tsk, the information we got this time is big enough...
A golden light lit up, the picture faded, consciousness returned, Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes and found himself handcuffed to a high-back chair.
Eh, it doesn't hurt, there is no sign of being beaten... Zhang Yuanqing was delighted, but then he thought again, this means that Captain Fu completely crushed him, so he didn't feel happy anymore.
Seeing him wake up, Fu Qingyang immediately asked:
"What did you gain?"