After the old ancestor woke up, he became a knife

Chapter 118 Crazy, let me out!
"……There should be no problem?"

Sheng Qing also said something uncertain.

Recently, the matter related to Nanyang Academy is still fermenting, and there are constant disputes in various theories, but the Bureau of Border Management is still acting like nothing has happened.

Since the Boundary Management Bureau took the person away, something must have happened. Of course, the whole Nanyang Academy only knows that their ancestors have not returned until now, so naturally they have to seek justice from the Boundary Management Bureau.

But the inexplicable Nanyang Academy suddenly settled down today. According to the news from the avenue, the ancestor of Nanyang Academy has gone back.

"The recent commotion at Nanyang Academy is not small. What happened, so serious that the Boundary Management Bureau wants to bring all the senior officials of the academy to review?"

"There must be a reason for the agency to do this."

"I think it's probably related to the affairs of the two races. As long as it's related to this matter, the Border Management Bureau is absolutely unambiguous."

……

They have been waiting for researcher Xie to give them a result for the past two days, and finally got the news, so they went to the research institute in twos and threes.

Jie Fang took a look, pushed the glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose, and brought over the consciousness that was closed with transparent glass.

That mass of consciousness was sober that it had been destroyed, and it was still angrily cursing father and mother, wishing to greet your ancestors, but when Xie Fang approached him, his mass of consciousness still trembled uncontrollably.

"This mass of consciousness should have been stripped from the half-demon's body, and then transformed into this. I found something interesting in his consciousness."

He patted the machine next to him, "I put his memory here, this guy's memory...how should I put it?"

Xie Fang suddenly thought of a good word, "The stitch monster, his memory is filled with the memories of more than a dozen people at the same time, accumulating hatred for the two races,

He hates himself for not being able to have the power of blood like the Yaozu. Generally speaking, he is jealous and wants to transform creatures with the talents of the Yaozu and Human Race. "

Not even demons and people.

He can only be described as a creature.

Ao Xiangwan listened to his words in a certain corner of the place where everyone gathered. It is true that a child born between a human and a monster race cannot inherit all the blood power of the monster race.

And in that era, when humans and the monster race could not reach peace, they did have such an idea, but it could not be realized at that time.

However, in today's era when the two races are at peace, there are still some people who want to possess the blood power of the monster race, and Ao Xiangwan's eyes are cold.

They understood what Researcher Xie said, and their faces became a little more solemn. Someone said: "Although the matter of Nanyang Academy is related to this guy, he doesn't seem to be the real culprit."

But the culprit was someone else.

That is, the guy who transformed the consciousness of this counterfeit.

A strange expression appeared on someone's face: "Instill this idea in his mind... So, this guy is still a victim?"

However, although!

Someone in the crowd gritted their teeth and said, "Those killed by him are not victims? He is still innocent, innocent fucking fart!"

After reading the memories of that mass of consciousness, Sheng Qing walked over and asked after deliberation: "Boss, how do we explain to those...they?"

Bei Xiu quickly made a decision, and said in a deep voice: "This matter cannot be announced to the outside world for now, let's collect clues from his memories first,
Focus on checking those people who stayed in the research institute back then, and carefully check what research they were doing before, as for those lists..."

Bei Xiu paused, "If they have relatives who are still alive, send someone to tell them the news here, there must be an explanation."

It is a matter of peace between the two races. Once the news leaks out, it will definitely cause a bloodbath and endanger the stable relationship between the two races.

They just didn't expect that not only Nanyang Academy was involved behind this, but also more serious things had not been found out.

"Northern Realm Master, do you still want this group of consciousness?"

Jie Fang pushed down his glasses, looked at the consciousness locked in the glass jar, "If you don't want it, just let me study it and be a guinea pig, maybe I can pry something out of his mouth."

"No! I've already told you what I should tell you, let me out!"

Bei Xiu was silent for a moment: "Take it easy."

Seeing how readily he agreed, Xie Fang took back the ball of consciousness, and said with a smile: "No problem, I promise to hang your life."

If that mass of consciousness still had the contours of the five sense organs, his eyes might be full of fear at this moment. He slammed into the surface of the tank crazily, screaming and roaring: "Crazy! You crazy! Let me out! I don't want to stay here!"

No one will pity him, because an unknown number of people from the monster race died in his hands, and those humans who were used as experimental subjects by him since childhood, what did they do wrong?

I just feel cheap for him.

After those people left, Xie Fang's research room was much quieter. He put the ball of consciousness aside and studied other scientific research projects.

Ao Xiangwan walked in front of the group of consciousness.

The group of consciousness that seemed to have sensed that terrible breath shrank in a corner, trembling in fear.

For an instant.

He felt that he was enveloped by that breath, and wanted him to scream out of fear, but he couldn't utter a word, as if he had returned to the helpless fear of being held down by someone at the beginning.

This feeling is very familiar.

Who is he!
Who is the person who protects the Lord of the North? !

Jie Fang, who couldn't stop when he was busy, suddenly glanced at the consciousness placed on the research table from the corner of his eye. Seeing his condition, he felt strange.
I walked over to pick it up, shook it a few times, and said to myself: "I still howled in spirit before...how can I look sick now and have no vitality at all."

As soon as the voice fell, the group of consciousness shouted like crazy: "Someone, someone just wanted to kill me! Save me! You have to save me!"

Jie Fang's eyes darkened a little, he became worried, and murmured: "It's not good if it's really crazy."

"There is someone! Someone really wants to kill me! Just now he came over to kill me, kill him, kill him for me!"

The group of consciousness slapped the can of noodles frantically.

Ao Xiangwan, who came out of the research institute, looked around blankly. After staying in this place for so long, she suddenly wanted to know what was going on with the Dragon Clan.

1 years ago, the Dragon Clan closed the valley.

Then why did Long Xinglan's daughter stay outside? She didn't seem to have asked how Long Xinglan's daughter died back then.

If she was a child born to a human race, theoretically speaking, it would take a year or a half at the shortest time to stimulate the blood in her body.

Ji Zimo's younger sister...

Ao Xiangwan frowned thoughtfully, counting the time, Ji Zimo's body...should also be metamorphosed.

　I have a little cold

　　
　
(End of this chapter)