MTL - Monument of Life and Death-Chapter 985 concentrated

   Chapter 985 concentrated

   How could this **** say these words so calmly?

   Oh no, she is not calm.

  Xiao Lan stared straight at Wen Ling's smiling face.

   She even looked a little smug!

   "Run...run?" The fool put down the snail powder in his hand, "Why did you run?"

   "It's like this," Wu Ren said, clearing his throat, sitting upright, "I was beating up that person, and suddenly, our takeaway arrived..."

   "Didn't the baby pick up the takeaway?" Xiaolan said helplessly.

"It's true that the baby went to pick it up," Wu Ren's eyes were full of incomprehension, "but as soon as I saw the delivery boy, I lost my mind. As soon as I lost my mind... that person suddenly disappeared, you said. Is it strange?"

   God, who are you asking?

   "Why did it suddenly disappear?" Qin Yin frowned, "Did you teleport away using the same space ability as me?"

   "I know your ability," Wu Ren said, "it doesn't look like the same thing."

   "Even you don't know what's going on..." Baomu shrank his shoulders.

   "But aren't you omniscient and omnipotent?" asked the fool.

"who said it?"

   "That's what she said," the fool pointed to the baby, "isn't it?"

   "Of course, I am omnipotent."

   "...then your question just now..."

   "I just asked," Wu Ren gave Xiaolan a wink, "I thought it was my other fangirls who said it."

   Fan girl? referring to me?

  Xiaolan glanced at Wu Ren with disgust, thinking that you are still a fan of sisters, your character is about to collapse.

   "Since you are omnipotent and omnipotent, why don't you know how that person ran?" Baomu asked.

"Be considerate and give God some time," Wu Ren opened the lid of the snail powder, "In this world, new things appear every day, I am omniscient and omnipotent, but I have no clairvoyance and ears to face such strange new things. , I have to do some research..."

   "You mean, this thing is new?" The fool grasped the point of Wu Ren's words.

   "Of course," Wu Ren nodded, "and it's very new, no more than this year."

Although this explanation did not restore Wu Ren's image, it made things understandable.

   After all, takeout has been around for so many years, and Bao Bao and Wu Ren have just learned.

   "Then have you found any clues?" Xiaolan asked, "About that person."

   "For example, is he male or female, what does he look like, what weapon does he use, the way he uses psionic energy, etc." Baomu added.

"Oh yes, I forgot if you didn't tell me," Wu Ren put down his chopsticks, stood up, picked up something from the bar next to him, and handed it over, "This is that person's weapon, the moment he disappeared, I Got it from him."

  Since you can grab weapons, why not grab people directly?

  Everyone looked at it and were shocked.

"this is not……"

   "Yes," Wu Ren said, "This is the weapon of Laogou and Jiutian's faction, it seems to be called... Eating Dragon Plate?"

   is Panlongchi, you want to eat anything.

  What Wu Ren is holding in his hand is the Panlong Pond, the special psychic tool of the Ba Liangshui Luo family.

The compass lost its owner, and all the pointers on the pool were swaying aimlessly, as if they were disturbed by some kind of magnetic field. If you use an anthropomorphic way to describe it, this Panlong Pond is a deranged pan. Dragon Pool.

  Xiaolan twisted her hand and called out her Panlong Pond. She checked the two compasses.

   "Sure enough."

   It's just that compared to the deranged compass, he was particularly stunned. Maybe it was because of the presence of his peers, Xiaolan felt that the compass in his hand was even a little arrogant.

   "The shape is similar..." The fool said, "The color is a little different, this one is darker than Xiaolan's."

   "Maybe Xiaolan only missed two coats of paint?" Qin Yin said.

   "My one is the same as Brother Jiutian's." Xiaolan became unbalanced for no reason. "Then he's less painted."

   "It's not lacquer," Wu Ren said lightly after hesitating a few times, "There's poison on it."

  The people who wanted to stretch out their hands to take over the Panlong Pond all retracted their hands, not only that, but also wisely took a few steps back.

   "It's actually poisonous?!" Baomu's voice almost broke, "You...Aren't you afraid?"

   "Why am I afraid of this?" Wu Ren took a mouthful of snail powder and said with a smile, "You don't think this thing can poison me, do you?"

  This thing can't poison you, but it can poison us!

  Wu Ren held this plate of poison in one hand and snail powder in the other hand, and said without changing his face, "You should also know the poison above, Xiaolan has also been hit."

   "I've been hit?" Xiaolan reacted, "Yes... is it the red tip poison?"

   "It seems to be called this name." Wu Ren crunched the duck feet.

   "Baliangshui's weapon was coated with Qiqiao's poison," the fool had lost his appetite, "what the **** is going on?"

   "Ah? You haven't figured it out yet, have you?" Wu Ren said, "Isn't it obvious? It's not the first time you've seen this kind of situation."

   "It's really not the first time..."

   "But we still don't understand," Baomu asked humbly, "Can you tell us?"

   "Oh... what a bunch of idiots." Wu Ren drew a circle in mid-air with his chopsticks and said, "Someone is concentrating the power of their nine factions."

   "Concentrate the power of the nine factions?"

   "It's to let one person have a way to use all the psychic powers of the nine sects," Wu Ren said, "The purpose...you understand."

  Xiaolan felt that the confusion that had been haunting her heart for a long time seemed to be solved suddenly.

   Yes, why didn't they think of it?

   Actually...it's such a simple thing.

   Among all the attempts of living people to become gods, this time is undoubtedly the most risky and effective one...

   Seeing Wu Ren's indifference, Xiaolan suddenly felt a little sad.

   No matter who the initiator was, he tried his best and tried his best, but in the eyes of True God, it seems to be just a joke.

   "But is this feasible?" Baomu asked dumbly, "Old Luo also said that a person can only have one type of psionic energy."

   Of course, now it seems that this is no longer a golden rule.

   "Don't you have the answer in your own mind," Wu Ren said, "Believe in your own thoughts."

   "Since you know everything..." Xiaolan hesitated for a long time and asked, "Then can you tell us directly who the person behind it is?"

   In the eyes of everyone's expectations, Wu Ren finally put down the chopsticks, she turned her head, and the smile on her face disappeared.

   "Do you know why little sister asked Ling can only say two words?"

   "Because... the secret cannot be leaked."

   "If you understand this, don't ask again," Wu Ren put his finger in front of his lips, "It would be impolite to ask again."

   (end of this chapter)