Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 619 Calling (Part )

The edge of Xin'an Jichang.

A loud roar of a high-rise building collapsing came from the center of the city, but Shen Li didn't have the energy to watch what was happening in the distance.

All his attention was focused on the burly farm beast in front of him that was nearly seven feet tall.

The whole body of this farm beast was a strange dark red, with dark blue veins entwined around its exposed muscles. Pieces of exploded mechanical body fragments were inserted into its arms, and a twisted and broken mechanical heart was embedded in its heart, which had apparently stopped beating.

It can be seen that before being polluted by this millet field, this farm beast should not be an ordinary person, but a soldier with a mechanical heart implanted in it.

The man and the beast who met on a narrow road looked at each other, and their cold and crazy eyes collided.

Roar!
The soldier-like farm beast let out an excited roar, swung its arms, and ran towards Shen Li.

Shen Li stepped forward and picked up a piece of street lamp wreckage that was half-inserted into the field of flesh and blood. He raised his foot and brought out a sticky streak of blood. He rushed forward without fear.

boom!
The lamppost, which was as thick as a wrist, hit the beast's fist with a sharp sound, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

The soldiers and farm animals screamed and retreated repeatedly. The huge recoil force also tore open the knuckles of Shen Li's hands, pushing him to slide backwards.

A warm and wet feeling flowed into his palm. Shen Li bent his body, and when the inertia weakened slightly, he rushed up again.

The lamppost smashed into the already unbalanced body of the Bingxu farm beast, knocking it to the ground.

Shen Li stood like a tiger, holding the lamppost tightly with both hands, and smashed it down again and again until the corpse under his feet turned into a pool of blurry mud and the lamppost covered in blood on his hand was twisted and bent beyond recognition. Only then did he stop.

Guru
The sound of swallowing was heard under Shen Li. This piece of flesh and blood seemed to be a living thing, swallowing up all the corpses of the soldiers and beasts, leaving only some body fragments soaked in blood.

Shen Li had anticipated this scene. He withdrew the moment the flesh and blood began to wriggle, threw away the wreckage of the lamppost, and looked at the desolate street in front of him.

The once bustling streets were now covered with spider-web-like blood-red veins. The extinguished and broken neon tubes were growing granulations, and the buildings that were not flooded were covered with splattered blood. It was a shocking and horrific scene.

At the end of the long street, another large group of farm animals appeared. They were all attracted by the screams of the farm animal soldiers before their death. They pushed and shoved each other and rushed towards Shen Li.

The bursting gown hung in front of the old man's crotch, and his half-naked upper body was covered with growths of fat.

The boy's crooked head fell on his shoulders, and he grabbed his severed arm in his hand and waved it like a weapon.

The man was on all fours like a wild beast, with a twisted head hanging from his stretched neck and his wide-open mouth filled with densely packed sharp teeth.

The horrifying scenes were not all the same, but the only common feature was that their skin was crushed by the swollen flesh and blood, and everyone looked like they had been skinned.

"Brother Shen, can you hold on?"

Ao Hu's worried voice rang in Shen Li's heart.

"It should be fine, come on."

Shen Li grinned, and with a series of clanging sounds, a pitch-black armor extended and covered his body.

Shen Li reached behind him, pulled out a straight-blade sword, and leaped forward!
The sword light rose and fell. The long sword that used to be as easy to use as an arm was no longer as smooth as before in Shen Li's hand. It was difficult to perform sword moves.

But Shen Li knew very well that this was the only way he could take if he wanted to return to the martial arts world.

Pfft!

The blade chopped into the mouth of the sharp-toothed beast, like a hot knife cutting cold oil, and directly blew off the upper half of the opponent's head.

Shen Li twisted his waist with the help of the momentum, and smelly blood spurted out from the swinging blade. The cold light swept across in front of him in a fan shape, cutting off large pieces of limbs, and finally with the remaining force, he half-embedded himself in the neck of a farm animal from the side.

Bones bit into steel with a blood-curdling sound.

Shen Li grabbed the handle of the knife, his arm muscles exploded, and the blade slashed upward at an angle, passing through the beast's brow.

The blood spurted out with a sizzling sound, but the body fell to the ground without a sound.

Farm animals are the hunting dogs that drive away threats from the millet field, and they are also the nutrients that fertilize the millet field.

Shen Li was covered in blood. He stared coldly at the beast herd that showed no sign of decreasing in number, and uttered a low growl.

"Ao Hu!"

The scales on his abdomen rose and fell with the sound, and streams of cold liquid were injected into Shen Li's hot blood.

In an instant, a fierce smell coming from genes spread from his body, and the hostility in his bloodshot eyes seemed to be real.

Bang.

The shaky copper lock finally fell off, and the door that was closed in the witch temple in an extremely humiliating manner was finally pushed open again by Shen Li!

He stepped forward and charged into the enemy group, waving the long sword in his hand wildly, showing his ferocity as a thug.

Blood fell like rain, and liver and intestines fell out.

By the time the evil energy in his chest had completely disappeared, there were no more farm animals able to stand around Shen Li.

He turned around with the knife in his hand, and not far behind him, Wang Qi was half-kneeling on the ground, with broken limbs and corpses all around him.

"Isn't the difficulty of this dream a little too much? Which protagonist would be trampled into such a state by monsters?"

Wang Qi muttered to himself. He saw a claw mark running from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth. The rolled flesh and blood looked particularly horrifying. The twitching corner of his mouth pulled the wound, causing him to tremble with pain.

"Hey, Brother Shen."

Wang Qi looked at Shen Li, who was wearing a helmet and armor, with eyes full of envy.

"Talk to Ao Hu. After this fight, can you find me a set of armor?"

He raised his hand and pointed at the scar on his face, complaining, "Look at the beating I received from those beasts. How am I going to survive in the future?"

"Okay, no problem."

Shen Li responded with a loud laugh, then turned to look at the end of the long street where another roar was coming from.

"As long as we're all still alive by then."

Roar!
The boundless beast tide swarmed in again, and the fields of flesh and blood they trampled on squirmed and undulated, making a series of smacking sounds.

To Shen Li's ears, it sounded like a mocking sneer, mocking his arrogance.

The straight blade vibrated and made a clanging and humming sound in response. Shen Li bent his knees and raised his arm to hold the knife, like an arrow on a string, ready to be shot.

boom!
The sudden explosion interrupted Shen Li's actions. A ball of violent fire exploded among the herd of farm animals, and large pieces of charred bodies were thrown into the air.

Deep pits several feet in radius were blown out of the fields of flesh and blood covering the ground, even exposing the soil underneath. The blood that seeped out accumulated at the bottom of the pits and was soon evaporated by the scorching heat.

boom! boom! boom!
The violent explosion was still continuing. The previously ferocious beasts had no ability to resist at all. Those at the center of the explosion were directly torn into pieces, leaving no trace of their bodies.

Even if there were some who managed to survive, they would have lost arms and legs, and would drag their broken bodies wailing in despair in the raging fire.

The violent shaking of the field of flesh and blood made Shen Li unable to stand. He had to insert his long sword into the ground to steady his body, and looked up at the sky in horror.

There was no starlight in the dark sky, only two scarlet blood moons hanging above. The unclear and blurred outline outlined a huge shadow, emitting a suffocating and strong oppression.

Just as Shen Li was in doubt, an extremely sharp scream pierced through his mind.

The flesh and blood fields occupying the entire Xin'an suddenly began to squirm wildly, causing huge waves. Flesh and blood tentacles like snakes and pythons shot up into the sky from all over the millet field and stabbed at the giant beast hovering in the air.

Suddenly, a brilliant blue light spread across the sky.

Wherever the light went, all the flesh and blood tentacles were cut off and fell heavily to the ground twisting.

On the ground, Shen Li suddenly laughed out loud because he saw a familiar face.

Chen Qisheng, wearing silver armor, stood in mid-air with a stern expression. The surging true energy and divine consciousness behind him condensed into a huge azure shadow that blocked Mo Qijing in front of him, protecting him as he unleashed his firepower and bombarded the entire Jichang.

The sea of ​​fire was surging, and the hot air and billowing smoke rushed into the sky. But on the contrary, the lingering chill in Chen Qisheng's heart was becoming heavier and heavier.

Standing on a high place, he could see clearly that the holes blown up in the fields of flesh and blood were being filled up quickly and were shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not only that, the strength of the field of flesh and blood seems to be increasing rapidly. The scope of the newly exploded holes is getting smaller and the damage caused is getting lower and lower.

Moreover, the firepower of Moqijing is not infinite. It is obviously impossible for him to destroy the flesh and blood field that occupies the entire city by himself.

Chen Qisheng could only hope that the shock caused by the bombing would wake up Li Jun who was trapped in it.

"Brother Jun, time is running out."

In the deep sea of ​​Huangliang, the raging waves gradually subsided.

Four bodies in bright clothes were bobbing up and down in the sea, and were washed into the seabed by a wave and disappeared without a trace.

"Boy, don't bother me with trivial matters like this in the future. It's really meaningless that someone was beaten to death before I could even start to move."

Su Ce, who was constructed by Zou Sijiu according to the dream master's rules, had the same temperament as a real person. At this moment, he twisted his shoulders and neck, and his wrinkled face was full of unsatisfied expression.

"Don't worry, old man. Next time I will definitely find a few more tough guys to come in and let you have a good time."

Zou Sijiu smiled and bowed to Su Ce.

"That's more like it. The Yellow Beam Dream allows you to set such rules. You have a bright future."

Su Ce nodded with satisfaction, but before he disappeared, he suddenly turned to look at Li Jun beside him with a frown.

"You, what a disgrace."

Li Jun couldn't help but smile helplessly when he heard that. His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something but stopped.

"Now that it's done, I'm leaving too."

Facing Chen Qisheng, Zou Sijiu immediately put away the flattering smile on his face, straightened his chest, put his hands behind his back, and hummed softly with a nasal tone.

"Xiao Chen, I'm now one step ahead of you in the promotion to the third rank. From now on, when we meet, who is the elder brother and who is the younger brother? I think you should be able to tell the difference clearly, right?"

"Of course I understand."

Chen Qisheng smiled coldly: "But next time you get beaten and need help, do you think I will come?"

Zou Sijiu's proud expression froze for a moment, and he quickly said with a smile, "We are all brothers, it's just a joke, there's no need to take it so seriously, right?"

"In this world, it's easier to invite gods than to send them away. But here, it's easier to send them away than to invite them. If you don't know the rules, it will be very difficult for me to handle it."

"Look at what you said"

Zou Sijiu stood up straight, clasped his hands together, and said respectfully: "Brother Chen, take care. I'm sorry to bother you this time. See you next time."

"Xiao Zou, remember this from now on. Attitude is very important. Only when you are sincere will God respond."

After some laughter and jokes, Chen Qisheng, whose figure was gradually fading, also looked at Li Jun and said softly: "Brother Jun, it's time to get down to business."

Li Jun nodded silently, and his eyes finally fell on Zou Sijiu.

"These two gentlemen are really something. They keep on talking and making it seem like we are unwilling to wake up."

Zou Sijiu laughed, walked to Li Jun, stood on tiptoe and put his arms around his shoulders.

In fact, Su Ce, Chen Qisheng, and Li Jun were all "gods" that he constructed in Huangliang using the dream master's rules.

Their personalities are the embodiment of Zou Sijiu's own memories, and their words are a reflection of Zou Sijiu's own heart.

"It's really tiring to come this far. It's understandable that you want to take a break, brother. I understand. But we've just been badly cheated. If we don't return the favor first, how can we sleep peacefully?"

Zou Sijiu patted the silent Li Jun's shoulder, and a crack was quickly spreading in his vision.

Click!

Outside Xin'an City, in a residential house that had not yet been covered by fields of flesh and blood, Zou Sijiu, who had just woken up from his dream, sat up, pushed the door open and walked out.

He looked up at the flesh and blood city illuminated by fire in the distance and chuckled softly.

"Brother Jun, there are still so many people who deserve to die, what are you waiting for?"

"Master Li Xin, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

A call suddenly came from his ear, and Li Jun suddenly opened his closed eyes.

But he was shocked to find that what caught his eyes was not Xin'an painted scarlet with blood and flesh, but an extremely luxurious and magnificent palace.

The person standing in front of him was not Tian Chou who had condensed into a giant figure or the unidentified Sheji Nongxu who had attacked him, but an old man with an unfamiliar face.

"But if you hadn't used this method and slept for a while longer, I'm afraid we wouldn't have been able to meet today."

The old man smiled and said, "Let me introduce myself first. I am Zhang Fengyue. My son Siyuan has been well taken care of by you in the aboriginal land. I will take his place first."

Before he finished his words, a fist suddenly pierced through the old man's face and hit the wall of the palace.

boom!
The wall collapsed, and outside the gap that was created was the flying snow and flowing clouds that were just around the corner.

This palace is like a palace in the sky, and I don’t know how high it is.

Li Jun couldn't help but look down. Where this terrifying tall building was located was a dead city covered by heavy snow.

The sky and the earth were pale and silent.

"Climbing high and looking far, you can see the magnificent mountains and rivers. In my opinion, this is one of the few meanings of this palace."

Upon hearing this, Li Jun turned around and stared coldly at the old man in Confucian robes who appeared behind him, unharmed.

The Prime Minister of the Empire, the leader of the New Donglin Party, and the only second-in-command in the Ming Empire, Zhang Fengyue.

Li Jun loosened his clenched fists. This was obviously just a pure illusion. There was no point in taking action here.

"It seems that all this was set up by you from the beginning to the end?" Li Jun stared at the other party and asked in a deep voice.

Zhang Fengyue shook his head, not caring about Li Jun's questioning tone, and said frankly: "Not entirely. It would be too laborious to do so. I just did some small things to facilitate the process."

"A small matter? You are worthy of being the Prime Minister of the Empire."

Li Jun said sarcastically, "Are the people of this city so worthless in your eyes?"

"It is worthwhile to exchange a Xin'an City for a group of Sheji Nongxu who have become a cancer of the empire."

Zhang Fengyue's tone remained calm, without any trace of emotion.

"You threw out more than just one Xin'an?"

"When the empire collapsed, how many more than a hundred thousand people died?"

“Can you save a country without saving a place?”

"If one country is gone, how can all the land survive?"

Li Jun took a deep breath and gave up the idea of ​​arguing. He asked, "Why did you come to see me in this way?"

"I am meeting you today through the hand of Sheji Nongxu, just to ask you a question, Master Li Xin."

Zhang Fengyue said softly: "What do you think of the current Ming Empire? In other words, what do you think of the current twelve sequences?"

(End of this chapter)