Chapter 83 Her Dream
It is quite similar to what Wang Jixuan thought.
The gloomy energy in Lingtong's brain was detonated.
The target of that young king insect has always been Lingtong. Previously, small groups of bladed beasts had made sporadic attacks on the mine in order to continuously strengthen this gloomy atmosphere.
As long as this gloomy energy increases to a certain amount and is remotely detonated by the young king insect, it can achieve the effect of shattering Lingtong's soul.
But there is a variable here.
Lingtong met a masseur, and this masseur helped Lingtong continuously weaken the gloomy energy, so that today, the young king insect's long-range mental attack detonated the gloomy energy, but failed to shatter Lingtong's soul.
This allowed Lingtong to survive.
Even so, Lingtong's current state is still very dangerous.
The soul is sluggish and the five internal organs are weak. If the soul is damaged again, the body will die.
Wang Jixuan laid her flat on the bed, took off his law enforcement uniform that was in the way, took off the spear from behind, twisted off the tip of the spear, carefully approached Lingtong, tapped her temples a few times, and pricked her
bloodletting.
Lingtong's robotic arm reacted on its own, and Wang Jixuan immediately shouted: "Sister Wan! Stop the robotic arm!"
Before he finished speaking, the robotic arm slowly dropped and entered the standby mode for treatment.
Wang Jixuan turned to the head of the bed, steadied his horse, raised his sword fingers with both hands, quickly drew two complicated talismans, and touched Lingtong's temples.
Her body tensed up and she arched upwards, humming continuously from her mouth, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead and face.
The bright red spot between Wang Daochang's eyebrows flashed continuously.
After a while, Wang Jixuan's whole body was wet with sweat, and the spiritual energy in the air surged in one after another and was continuously consumed.
Lingtong is not a monk, her soul is just a mortal soul. At this moment, Wang Jixuan must be extremely careful to open her semi-closed Niwan Palace, find her soul, and give her the power of the soul.
It's like carving a famous painting on thin ice.
But as long as this is done, it will not only heal her injuries, but also give her soul power that surpasses ordinary mortals.
Lingtong gradually relaxed and lay flat on his back. Light green light flashed through the tiny gaps in the mechanical arm.
This shows that her physical data is starting to improve.
What comes next is the most critical.
Find her soul!
"Huang Ting hides the great road, Niwan governs the gods, Heavenly souls gather here, I will return to my own path."
Wang Jixuan took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.
The next moment, he seemed to be in a mirror-like lake.
Half of the edge of the lake is a beach and half is a hill. It is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the blue sky. In the middle of the lake, a candlelight is beating constantly.
Wang Jixuan's shadow slowly 'approached', and he kept whispering the name 'Lingtong', and the candle seemed to be responding.
Suddenly, Wang Jixuan felt weightless. The surface of the mirror lake beneath his feet shattered. He and the candle fell together and stopped at the same time. There were pieces of glass screen-like fragments around him, and a picture appeared on it.
These are Lingtong's memories.
Wang Jixuan didn't intend to look into Lingtong's privacy, but he had to keep searching to find the location of the candle.
Fight, fight, train, fight, accept mechanical transformation, fight...
Most of the fragmented memories contain these contents.
She is equipped with various accessories and is active on the front line of the battle against blade beasts. She performs tasks one after another and kills a blade beast. Her constantly beating ponytail seems to be her entire emotional expression.
There will also be some resting scenes on the screen.
She will lie on the sofa or bed and fall asleep quietly. Such scenes are usually very short-lived, which also shows that she does not suffer from insomnia on weekdays.
Where is the candlelight?
Wang Jixuan looked around, and several fragments wrapped in black energy attracted his attention.
He originally thought it was the residual depression, but as he got closer, he realized that it was the darker part of Lingtong's memory.
At the age of eight, after participating in the battle girl selection, she sat on the plane returning and saw with her own eyes the fall of the fortress where she originally lived.
Boundless blade beasts poured into the fortress from the surface. Human figures kept running out of the fortress, and most of these figures would be killed and eaten by the blade beasts.
This is her nightmare.
When she was twelve years old, she was in a group with more than a dozen girls at the Battle Ji training camp and was bullied by a group of girls.
She broke the glass in the dormitory bathroom and fought with them with a long piece of glass. Her hand was cut and she didn't say a word.
I almost got kicked out of the training camp.
At the age of sixteen, she officially joined the battle as an alternate fighting girl.
She needed to pass various assessments before she could undergo preliminary transformation, but she, who ranked first in all scores, had her applications rejected twelve times in a row, all on the grounds that "the desire to fight is too strong and may lead to self-destruction."
My mentality almost collapsed.
Seventeen years old, the first year after undergoing initial reconstructive surgery.
In the process of controlling an ordinary mecha to fight a bladed beast, her own mecha was seriously damaged due to her overly aggressive combat strategy.
I was scolded by the instructor and was depressed for a long time.
At the age of eighteen, he committed murder for the first time.
The goal of that mission was to execute several low-level psykers who had defected from the Psychic City, and she carried out the mission perfectly.
After the mission was completed, the dying eyes of a female psyker always flashed before her eyes.
That look in his eyes was very complicated, with pleading, despair, helplessness, and relief.
Her mood is also very complicated.
Wang Jixuan looked all the way over. At first he just glanced a few times, but gradually he looked more and more carefully.
'This is helpful for the poor people to refine their hearts.'
At this moment, Wang Jixuan discovered the candle, which stopped in a fragment of intertwined light and dark.
For Lingtong at this moment, it was actually equivalent to a light sleep, a light sleep that was a little weak and could pass out at any time.
She was immersed in this dream constructed from fragments.
The content of the fragment is divided into two halves, with Wang Zheng on the left and Mu Liang on the right. These are two different dreams.
Wang Jixuan, who had eaten melon on his own body, was full of questions.
…
The picture on the left has a bit of a dark quality.
[Wang Zheng], who was blacksmithing, heard the footsteps behind him, turned around, took two steps back, showed a somewhat panicked expression, and held the hammer in front of his pectoralis major.
'Let it go,' she said a little domineeringly.
[Wang Zheng] put down the hammer, lowered his head and looked to the side, showing a shy expression.
She took two slow steps and arrived in front of [Wang Zheng]. She lifted [Wang Zheng]'s chin with her long fingers.
She said calmly: 'Yes, you work hard and as a reward you will have dinner with me later.'
[Wang Zheng] responded shyly: 'Okay, sir.'
The picture on the left is still progressing, and the dream continues.
…
The picture on the right is quite sunny.
At the reception of the "Third Anniversary of the Victory of Mankind", on the second-floor balcony of a fairy tale castle, Lingtong, who was wearing a wedding-style short skirt, was smiling and looking at the straight-fitting "Mu Liang" in front of him.
‘Are you leaving?’ she asked.
[Mu Liang] nodded with a smile, looked at her tenderly, and said in a powerful voice: 'There are other worlds invaded by blade beasts waiting for me to save! Thank you for accompanying me through these difficult years!
Together we defeated the ultimate emperor-level blade beast!'
She smiled softly, with reluctance in her eyes, and raised the robotic arm equipped with bionic skin in a military salute.
[Mu Liang] returned the military salute with a smile, a beam of light shone down from the sky, and there was a dark cloud in the sky.
[Mu Liang] opened his hands and said warmly: 'Do you want to go to the universe with me? I can take my partner away. This is the convention of interstellar civilization.'
'Uh-huh.'
She shook her head softly:
'The war is over, but the recovery of human civilization is not yet over. Psykers may still become a hidden danger to mankind. I need to stay to check and balance them and rebuild our human home with both hands.'
'Then, goodbye, my love.'
[Mu Liang]'s body was pulled by the beam of light, rising slowly, and disappeared with a whoosh.
She took two steps forward, stretched out her robotic arm, but only grabbed a ball of air. Then she lowered her head in despair, caressed her belly, and said softly:
'Don't be afraid, mom will take care of you, dad just returned to the M8848 galaxy cloud, we have to continue fighting for the future of mankind.'
A loud string music sounded outside the castle, and a sweet smile appeared on Lingtong's lips.
…
Seeing Wang Jixuan here, his forehead is covered with black lines.
Not to mention the parts of this dream that make people complain, most dreams are ridiculous and are a kind of imagination based on memory;
Let’s just talk about Lingtong’s feelings!
She really... in her dreams, she was thinking about defeating the Blade Beast, rebuilding human civilization, giving up love, and staying to contribute to humanity.
How noble!
Love knows no bounds!
But in the picture on the left, everyone is starting to get started... Why is that [Wang Zheng] so cute all the time, hiding backwards and hiding, and even being held down, this!
There must be some limits to your dreams, please!
The infinite deity!
If such a thing really happened, how could Pindao be so passive? Pindao would definitely turn back!
Cough, calm down.
Wang Jixuan collected his mind and concentrated on doing business. The shadow cautiously approached the candle, and then began to transfer the power of the soul.
He extracted these soul powers from the human souls that were corrupted by evil spirits, filtered out the impurities, and returned to their origins. He himself withstood the backlash of those soul thoughts and sent the softest power into this candlelight.
.
The candle flame turned into the size of a fist in an instant.
Lingtong was immersed in two dreams. At this moment, he felt a yearning and hope for the future. The process of absorbing the power of these souls was very smooth.
After a while, the candle flame turned into the size of a basketball.
At this time, it has reached the limit that Lingtong's soul can bear, and external forces can no longer help much.
Wang Jixuan slowly opened his eyes, and the sword finger left her temple, sealing the tiny wound on her temple.
His mind relaxed slightly, and the breath in Wang Jixuan's body suddenly stopped. His whole body was soaked with sweat, and his lips turned a little white.
It's too late to leave this house.
Wang Jixuan found a seat nearby, sat cross-legged and meditated. He raised his sword fingers with both hands and pointed them rapidly all over his body. The red line between his eyebrows began to recede, but pitiful screams appeared next to his ears.
Hundreds of ghosts eating the heart?
Tsk.
The Taoist Taoist heart is as solid as a rock, how dare the little external devil dare to make trouble!
…
Lingtong snorted softly and opened his eyes from his coma.
Her head, which had been aching for the past few months, was now extremely relaxed. Not only was her head clear and her eyesight clear, her hearing and vision had been significantly improved, and her breathing had become more comfortable.
what happened?
Lingtong lowered his head and glanced at the combat uniform on his body. The armor on his legs and waist had not been removed, and his ponytail was still tied as it was originally.
Recalling the two dreams he had just had, a very faint blush flashed across Lingtong's fair and translucent face, and he quickly returned to his usual coldness and calmness.
Just dreaming;
I haven’t had a dream in a long time.
There was a faint sound of breathing from the side.
Lingtong turned around and saw Wang Jixuan meditating with his eyes closed next to him.
Wisps of black energy visible to the naked eye surrounded Wang Jixuan's body. These black energy continued to surge, and then were expelled and evaporated by wisps of blue light.
At this moment, Wang Jixuan exuded a sense of weakness from the inside out.
What happened to him?
Lingtong rolled out of bed as gently as possible, turned on the scanner on the robotic arm, and made sure that Wang Jixuan had no injuries on his body and that his organs were working normally, and then quietly left the room.
The supply depot is very busy now, Zheng Shiduo has already rushed back with Wan Xiaoqi.
A few minutes later, Lingtong, who had changed into a nightgown, returned to the house, leaning against the door, tilting his head and staring at Wang Jixuan's figure.
Her ears were spinning with the people's embellished stories.
Just now...
Zheng Shiduo shouted with excitement: "Oh my god! You really didn't see it, Lingtong! When Wang Zheng heard that you were unconscious, he rushed back without saying a word! He also encountered four roadblocks on the road! You
Guess what? Wang Zheng yelled, "Burn! My little love! It will explode directly! One move, just one move!"
I don't even know how he did it. Three C-level psykers were killed by him... What price did he pay? Ah, I really don't know, but if we psykers want to explode, we basically have to do it.
It's a huge load. Every time I use my ultimate move, it costs a lot, and my whole body hurts for half a month."
Wan Xiaoqi patted the paper ball on his chest with lingering fear: "At that time, I said that the commander had fainted. Wang Zheng, who was still handling the body of the blade beast, had a scary look in his eyes, as if he wanted to eat the blade beast.
There’s bloodshot eyes!”
And Battle Ji Chishe, who was full of amazement: "How did he save you? When you came back, your organ index had begun to decrease rapidly. This is the mental attack that our half-human mecha fears most. I almost have to contact you."
There is a funeral committee, it’s incredible.”
And Zhou Zhengde's emotion: "I think if I was injured, he would try his best to save me...probably."
Lingtong pursed his lips and opened his eyes, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Wang Jixuan was still in a meditative state at this moment, and there was still a lot of black energy around him.
Lingtong's eyes moved from Wang Jixuan's lips to Wang Jixuan's forehead, and then to the side.
She lowered her head and took a deep breath to calm herself down. She carefully moved a chair to sit next to Wang Jixuan, turned on the projection screen on the left robotic arm, and started working.
"I will fight for you once... two or three times... it's okay..."
Lingtong whispered.
Her most important thing now is to fight evil and hostile forces in kind.
Chapter completed!