Chapter 439 After the Overthrow

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The result of the sudden reversal of the battle greatly exceeded Lucy's expectations. When she came to her senses, the monster was already dead.

"Ling..."

Just as she was about to speak out, she saw Ling Mo impatiently walking towards Ye Lian.

"Girl, are you okay?"

Ling Mo grabbed Ye Lian's hand and pulled her into his arms.

Under the light of the tactical flashlight, Ling Mo looked as if he had caught a fragile treasure that was about to fall to the ground at a critical moment...

Ye Lian lay on Ling Mo's shoulder in a daze, slowly stretched out his hand, and stroked Ling Mo's hair: "I'm fine..."

Lucy stared blankly for a while, and suddenly felt the blood flow down from her forehead and covered her eyes.

She closed her eyes and wiped them, but the scene of Ling Mo pressing on her and blocking those fragments involuntarily appeared in her mind...

"What am I thinking!" Lucy shook her head vigorously, shaking her head, "No, no, no, don't think about it, Lulu! You are not the kind of woman who goes crazy everywhere! It is even more impossible to face him Such a person... no no no..."

"Lulu, are you okay?"

Ling Mo walked up to her again at this moment, staring curiously at Lucy who was shaking her head in her arms: "What are you doing?"

Lucy froze, slowly opened her eyes, looked at Ling Mo through her fingers, and after two seconds of silence, she replied, "It's okay... Maybe it's a slight concussion, it's a mess I can't hold back my thoughts..."

"Concussion... If it's a mental disorder, I can help you, but if it's a concussion, it should be a problem with the brain itself, and it has nothing to do with the mental light ball? Hey, I don't really understand, let me see ..." Ling Mo leaned forward as he spoke, supported Lucy's head with both hands, and leaned his forehead slowly, "Don't move, let me feel it."

Direct contact with the spiritual light group is more sensitive than using tentacles.

Since it is to help Lucy check the injury, it is natural to use this method.

Staring blankly at Ling Mo getting closer to her, Lucy suddenly felt numb all over, as if she had lost all her strength and could not move...

Her breathing suddenly became rapid, and the heat seemed to be concentrated on her cheeks suddenly.

Seeing that Ling Mo's forehead was about to touch her, Lucy's heart beat instantly reached her limit.

The moment she felt her cheeks were about to burn, Lucy pushed Ling Mo away suddenly: "You... what are you doing!"

Ling Mo took two steps back and bumped into the wreckage of a chair.

Then his eyes, which were still bright and abnormal, suddenly became lifeless, and his body wobbled: "It was... broken..."

The induction was interrupted, and Ling Mo withdrew from that berserk state at the same time.

The dizziness after a large amount of mental energy consumption is doubled,

Ling Mo felt that Lucy in front of him suddenly turned into many double images, and everything around him started to spin...

Two seconds later, Ling Mo suddenly rolled his eyes, and then fell limp.

Li Yalin's figure flickered, and she appeared behind Ling Mo, and caught him: "It's nothing, I just passed out."

"I... this..." Lucy opened her mouth wide, trying to explain in a panic...

"Brother Ling's condition was not right just now." Supporting Ye Lian, Shana also came over to check Ling Mo, and said, "It's like... all the energy was concentrated and exploded in an instant. I Just now I was wondering when he would suddenly faint, but I didn't expect it to be in such a situation..."

"Then...then when will he..." Ye Lian asked.

Xia Na stared at Ling Mo for a while, then suddenly bent down, her cold lips touched Ling Mo's slightly open mouth.

Tens of seconds later, Shana raised her head, licked the corners of her mouth, and said, "Like this...and just sleep."

"...that's okay too?"

Lucy looked anxious, but looked at Ye Lian and the others and nodded to herself at the same time...

"I have no position to say anything..." Lucy said with a sigh.

But no one noticed that Ling Mo, who was in a coma, frowned slightly when he received the sweet liquid...

"This... what's going on..."

It was like suddenly seeing a soft red light in a completely dark environment. Stimulated by this sweet liquid, Ling Mo felt himself "awake".

Different from being sober in the usual sense, Ling Mo was a little surprised to find that he didn't seem to feel his body, nor the outside world... He was like a pure consciousness...

"The legendary soul out of the body? The red light in front can't be Wangchuanhe... Hahaha, it's impossible, am I the kind of weak scum who is pushed and die? At most, I just fainted ..."

Ling Mo thought to himself, and slowly walked towards the red light.

After "walking" a few steps, he suddenly realized that the place he was in was inside a black round sphere.

And under his feet, there was a faint red light fluctuating.

After jumping twice, he found that in his current state, the possibility of breaking the "floor" was not very high.

So he decisively gave up this plan and turned his attention to other directions.

Around the sphere, there are red lights extending outward, but the colors are different in shades, the brightest one is the one he saw at first sight.

"It's impossible for the Wangchuan River to have a tributary..."

Although the situation was very weird, Ling Mo was actually quite calm.

Even he didn't know why, probably because in this state, he didn't feel afraid, and he didn't feel that he had accepted such a bizarre phenomenon too quickly...

It's like when a person dreams, he can accept many strange and terrifying things, but when he wakes up and thinks about it, he feels terrified and hard to accept.

He first walked towards one of the dim red lights, but just when he was about to touch the red light, he felt a resistance.

"Is this road blocked..."

After trying one by one, Ling Mo sighed and walked to the brightest red light:

"It seems that this is the only way prepared for me. Whether it is the gate of life or the gate of death, I seem to have to go in, otherwise I will be trapped here."

The moment he stepped into the red light, a strange feeling emerged in Ling Mo's heart: "It seems... as if it pierced through some kind of membrane..."

This red light is like a passage, laid out in the boundless darkness, and it does not know where it leads.

Ling Mo moved forward along the red light, and finally stopped at the end.

"Hmm... Could it be that you want me to jump into this kind of place... This light really led me to an incredible place..."

Ling Mo looked at the scene in front of him and said to himself.

At the end of the red light channel, a huge light group appeared impressively at the foot.

The light cluster was red as a whole, and it was slowly stirring inside like a washing machine at work.

Inside the light cluster, there are countless black light spots rolling up and down, big and small, which looks very abrupt.

"Jump? Or not?"

Ling Mo stood where he was for a couple of seconds, then looked back.

"what?"

It was this turning around that made him suddenly realize a very important question.

"I see...I know where I am..." Ling Mo smiled suddenly, and then turned his gaze to the huge ball of light, "Then it must be here...I never thought that it could have such a specific form However... it is more likely to be the result of my subconscious imagination, who knows..."

He took a step forward and jumped into the light ball.

The moment he came into contact with the light group, Ling Mo felt as if he had jumped into a movie projector at work. Countless pictures flashed before his eyes, and every scene was as if he was actually there.

The rapid light and shadow changes made him too late to look at it, and he didn't have time to think about it...

Those tumbling black light spots are like scratches on the disc, the original picture is hidden, once they hit it, you can only see a piece of chaos and darkness.

The feeling of being thrown into the drum washing machine is not very good, and it will be stretched very long in a short moment.

When Ling Mo finally crashed into a group of relatively chaotic light spots, he felt that he was almost overwhelmed by countless fragments... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (m) to vote for recommendation , monthly pass, your support is the author's greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m to read.)