Monster: My clone evolved into a starry sky behemoth

In the end, only old and weak words echoed in Chen Lizhong's ears: "Little Zhong!"

"Ahem, cough, don't tell anyone that I came to see you today!"

"Take care... Take care of Su Bai!"

"He... will be our hope!"

"It will also be... the hope of the Dragon Kingdom!"

The sound became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared without a sound.

Chen Lizhong still stood still like a pine and a cypress, saluting the empty space where Lao Yang disappeared.

He promised again: "Yes, instructor!!"

His voice was not loud, but his words were extremely firm.

Thinking of the old man's skinny and hunchbacked figure under the wide black cloak, Chen Lizhong's heart immediately twitched.

He can't do anything.

Chen Lizhong is very clear,

With the instructor's attainments, even if there is only the top-level Yuanli of the eighth level, Chen Lizhong of the ninth level can still find no trace of leaving.

Not to mention trying to catch up and keep him.

Chen Lizhong knows,

All he could do was follow the instructions left by the instructor and carry them out.

Just like decades ago.

Chen Lizhong's eyes were slightly dazed.

He murmured softly: "Will Su Bai be the hope of Dragon Kingdom?!"

Chen Lizhong asked himself.

He doesn't know the answer.

But when Lao Yang said it, he would definitely carry it out.

"I will take good care of Su Bai, instructor! Don't worry!"

Chen Lizhong clenched his fist slightly, and said firmly again.

woohoo-

The night wind blows gently.

Moonlight falls.

Among the thick clouds and high in the sky, only Chen Lizhong stood alone.

After Lao Yang left, the barrier of keeping secrets was also removed.

Jingle Bell--

Chen Lizhong's Longwei cell phone rang suddenly.

He switched on.

His expression returned to a calm and composed look again.

After listening to the call,

Chen Lizhong's gaze became slightly serious.

He put away his mobile phone and looked down towards the direction of Su Bai's home in the city of Modu.

After thinking for a moment, he murmured, "No way!"

"It's too early to take him there!"

said,

Chen Lizhong withdrew his gaze, controlled the stellar energy, and flew straight to the direction of the space crack.

The situation in that alien world is unstable again!

That night, the team that had just returned to Shanghai to rest, drove into the world of another plane again.

Chapter 499 An Uneasy Premonition

The night is getting darker.

When Chen Lizhong led the team and drove into the world of another plane again, it was high in the sky.

Ripples in space oscillated again.

Lao Yang stepped out of the ripples by stepping on the top-notch movement technique—the phantom body of keeping secrets.

Lao Yang lifted his hood.

With vicissitudes and wise eyes, he stared deeply at the direction where Chen Lizhong left.

After a while, he looked away.

At this time,

Lao Yang's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and sank suddenly.

A feeling of uneasiness for no reason suddenly came to my heart.

Lao Yang did not ignore this subconscious hunch.

For a powerhouse of his level, there is no such thing as an illusion.

As long as you feel uneasy, there must be a reason, and you need to be vigilant.

Lao Yang frowned and looked around.

That feeling of heart palpitations has been lingering in my heart.

But I just can't catch it, which direction it came from, or where it came from, and which thing it was more prepared to come from.

This kind of feeling that can be felt but not grasped is very uncomfortable.

It was as if a sharp sword was pressed against his throat at any time.

Take a deep breath.

Lao Yang calmed down his uneasy mood.

Once again overlooking every corner of the magic city, as well as the surrounding areas.

Extraordinary and excellent vision, let the eyes scan the buildings in the city, as well as the hills and mountains outside the city.

Gradually,

Lao Yang's eyes fell on the southeast side of the magic city.

There is a Cangyun Mountain over there.

At the foot of the mountain is the largest space crack outside the city of Magic - Dinosaur Island.

Lao Yang looked at the scattered gray mist of space overflowing from the foot of the mountain.

His brows gradually wrinkled.

Obviously everything was normal, but he subconsciously felt something was wrong.

After looking at it for a while, Lao Yang still couldn't sense the specific source of his uneasiness.

He thought for a while, stepped on his foot, and stepped into the space ripples.

After three or four seconds,

Above the administrative office building of Bureau 749 in Shanghai, Lao Yang in a black cloak appeared.

With a sweep of his mental power, he found out where Cai Zhenguo was.

Lock it up!

A spiritual sound transmission was transmitted immediately.

After everything is done,

Lao Yang was submerged in the ripples of space again and returned to his residence.

In the conference room on the top floor of Bureau 749 of Shanghai Metropolis.

Cai Zhenguo was listening to the routine reports of various departments.

suddenly!

He paused slightly.

After listening to Lao Yang's spiritual sound transmission warning, Cai Zhenguo's face immediately became serious.

He attached great importance to Lao Yang's sudden premonition of uneasiness.

The head of the logistics department, who was reporting this month's expenditure, immediately stopped talking.

Everyone in the conference room looked at Cai Zhenguo who was sitting in the main seat.

Everyone sensed that Cai Zhenguo, who lowered his eyes and looked dignified, was exuding a heavy and oppressive aura.

Everyone sat upright, silent like cicadas.

A needle could be heard in the entire conference room.

Cai Zhenguo came back to his senses, glanced around the crowd, and asked in a deep voice to the head of the executive department and the head of the search department.

"Currently, how many extraordinary people and armament fighters are there in the magic capital?!"

The two ministers immediately stood up and reported two sets of data concisely and neatly.

After Cai Zhenguo listened, there was another three points of seriousness between his brows.

Too little!

The combat forces left behind and patrolling in the city are less than half of what they usually are.

but,