Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 849
So hiding and not daring to see people, as if they were going to cause havoc, why did they suddenly leave the base?

Yin Mang had a bad premonition in his heart.

She stood up suddenly, her slender and white fingers were like sharp claws, she stretched out to grab the collar of the shaking old man on the left, and lifted him in front of her.

A pair of coquettish and beautiful eyes were shining brightly, and the eyes were radiant with coldness.

The turbulent and treacherous clouds are like unpredictable wind and clouds, which makes people feel chills.

When the four eyes met, the person in charge of the research room felt as if he was being stared at by an ancient giant beast, and he was stuck under the fangs of that giant beast. As long as the other party moved his lips lightly, he would be killed rip off.

Torn into pieces and mixed into the soil, I can no longer wait for the continuation of life.

It was clear that the girl's face was so outstanding and gorgeous.

Like a peony flower, it blooms between the heaven and the earth.

With a smile on his lips, there is endless peerless elegance, endless enchanting bewitchment.

"I asked you to talk, didn't you hear?"

The person in charge of the research was brought back to his senses by the cold voice, his legs were shaking like chaff, and he was constantly shivering.

There was a faint cold light in the pupils of the girl's eyes, permeating like a cold pool.

"Little Miss, I, I really don't know where they went."

"I'm just an ordinary researcher. Although I'm in charge of the research lab here, I really don't know where those adults are going."

"Where do I have the guts to ask about their movements?"

"How many people were there originally in this base?"

Just left three days ago.

It happened to be about the same time as she left the imperial capital and arrived at the alien beast battlefield, that is, the front and rear feet.

Is there really such a coincidence?

"Say, how many people were there in this base?"

"At least there must be thousands of people."

The person in charge of the research room trembled even more with his legs, recalling tremblingly.

"We are responsible for many research projects. Although we can enter and exit many places that others cannot enter, the most central meeting is that we cannot enter."

"On weekdays, I can often see some adults who practice."

"It's just that those adults are usually in a hurry, and I can't answer."

"I saw about a hundred people in this base, but I have heard people say that there are thousands of practitioners in this base."

"Thousands of people."

Yin Mang half-closed his eyes.

In the pitch-black eyes, the cold light flashed away.

In this dharma-ending era where spiritual energy is dissipating, it is extremely difficult to gather thousands of practitioners.

After all, without spiritual energy, it is difficult to build a foundation, let alone continue to practice step by step.

These thousands of cultivators should be the background accumulated by the Fallen Immortals in these hundreds of thousands of years.

"There are thousands of people."

The team members showed a look of shock, and then frowned again.

When they broke in with the captain just now, twenty or thirty of the so-called practitioners they saw were kicked away by the captain.

"It turns out that they are waiting for me here."

"Human race, it really is the easiest to play tricks and tricks."

Yin Mang laughed, his voice was low and hoarse, with a touch of mockery and sarcasm.

These words were inexplicable, and the players around were a little dazed and confused when they heard them.

What do you mean... the human race loves to play tricks?

Yin Mang had already let go, and casually threw the man to the ground.

(End of this chapter)