Chapter 233 233 Erji

Chapter 233 233. Erji

According to military regulations, those infected by the weapon disaster need to enter the [Spiritualization Pool] for purification.

Because the ‘weapon disaster’ is a spiritual virus, any spiritual master infected with the ‘weapon disaster’ will be more or less affected in their rationality and gradually become tyrannical and bloodthirsty.

At the same time, the spiritual weapon will also have independent consciousness and may not be controlled by the weapon owner.

If someone deliberately knows about it but does not report it and does not choose to purify it, although he will not be sentenced to death, he will still be stripped of his military rank and spend a few years in prison.

After all, history has proven that most people infected with the weapon disaster cannot control their inner tyranny and murderous intent, and eventually become a killing machine, and may even be turned into a guest by the mutated spiritual weapon.

Of course, the reason why it is the majority is that there are a small number of people with truly firm wills, or people with special spiritual weapon abilities. They can suppress the weapon disaster and even use the weapon disaster to improve their combat power.

That is why some people who are infected with the weapon disaster, under the temptation of huge benefits, feel that they are firm in will and can become one of the few people who can suppress the weapon disaster.

"Rumble--"

The magma is boiling, and the golden-haired centaur in the center of the volcano stands quietly.

The raging flames under the horse's hooves continue to spread and form circles of flames. The temperature of the air rises little by little, and a large amount of gray mist evaporates.

The mist is a high concentration of evil power, which surrounds the centaur's red long waist and bumpy upper body, flows through the perfect mountains covered by the golden holy armor, flows along the white collarbone, and condenses into a black rune of Daoyuan in the center of the eyebrows of the beautiful little face.

[Erji Pegasus]

This is the spiritual weapon of the Xize walker. After being infected by the weapon disaster, it has evolved into a very powerful ability, but this is exactly what Pang Xize is annoyed about.

This ability causes the concentration of evil power around Erji's body to be so high that he, as the master, cannot get close, let alone use it.

"Berna, how long will it take to successfully manufacture the advanced evil spirit bead?" Pang Xize wore small glasses on his thick nose, and his black right hand with a mechanical prosthesis pinched a cigar and flicked the ash lightly.

"Sir, please give me another week."

The tall and thin bamboo man stood behind him with his hands behind his back, and said respectfully, "Now that the A-level spirit paper has been caught, the laboratory is a little short of manpower."

The high-level evil spirit bead can effectively solve the evil force problem around the Erji Pegasus, but it is not so easy to form a high-level evil spirit bead.

"Five days, you have at most five days." Pang Xize said coldly.

"Yes." The bamboo man did not dare to refute.

Pang Xize tilted his head to look at the shadow of Han Ying who was always standing respectfully in the distance: "What's the matter?"

"Report to Master Xingzhe." Han Ying swallowed his saliva, and he told the story of the Burning Heaven Temple entering the Star Wheel and the fire being stolen by two mysterious men and women.

"Waste!"

"!" Han Ying's breathing stagnated, and he lowered his head, terrified and dared not speak.

Suppressing his anger, Pang Xize's face darkened. Things have been going too badly recently.

The mess in the garden has not been settled yet. The two people who framed Wei Shutong and his son escaped. The fire that opened the fourth divine treasure was intercepted by a mysterious person.

But fortunately, the high-level evil spirit bead is about to be completed. As long as he can control the Erji Pegasus, his combat power will be greatly improved, ready for the fight for the fourth divine treasure.

"Han Ying, you continue to track down Xia Feng."

Pang Xize waved his hand, "Berna, you absorb the knowledge of that [A-level spirit paper] as soon as possible. Make a high-level evil spirit bead."

"Okay, everyone retreat."

"Yes!"

The two men clasped their fists, and the illusory figures flashed and disappeared.

*

The capsule ship sailed quietly in the Yongliu Sea.

Xia Feng lay in the cabin, bearing the weight on her breasts, feeling more and more suffocated.

He twisted his neck and said in a muffled voice: "Miss Mu, I will be suffocated to death sooner or later. Can't you move down a little?"

Mu Qingtong lowered her beautiful eyes and glanced at the man in her arms, expressionless: "Mr. Xia, I am doing this to better control the direction of the capsule ship and prevent it from tilting."

Then Mu Qingtong explained to Xia Feng the operating principle of the capsule ship.

Originally, the capsule ship was for one driver and was very easy to operate. The various sensing elements on the bulkhead were completely covered on the driver's body surface, which could sensitively sense the driver's movements, so that the capsule ship could turn, accelerate, and even drift synchronously.

But now there are two drivers, and the sensing elements on the bulkhead cannot completely cover the bodies of the two people, which requires Mu Qingtong and Xia Feng's bodies to cooperate and fit.

Just like a bicycle, Xia Feng's neck and head are equivalent to the center column on the front wheel, and the handlebars on both sides are needed for direction control.

The purpose of Mu Qingtong clamping his head is to control the direction.

After listening to Mu Qingtong's explanation, Xia Feng felt a little exploded, "Well, so that's the case, Miss Mu, I originally thought you were deliberately taking advantage of me~"

".Oh? So, you really hate me pressing you like this?" Mu Qingtong lowered her beautiful eyes and stared at him quietly.

"Of course!" Xia Feng said one thing and meant another, speaking righteously.

Mu Qingtong has become accustomed to Xia Feng's shamelessness. After thinking for a moment, she pursed her lips and smiled: "Mr. Xia, but I saw that when you molested Yue Hongli just now, didn't you like it?"

"You-you don't talk nonsense! Be careful or I will sue you for defamation!"

"Also, I said, this is not molestation! This is strategic deterrence!"

"Mr. Xia, actually you don't have to lie. After all, this is a natural maternal attachment behavior in the genes of mammals. I won't despise you."

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After listening to Mu Qingtong's explanation, Xia Feng nodded thoughtfully, "I have to say, Miss Mu, what you said makes sense. I am not astringent, but the result of being controlled by genes!"

Xia Feng felt a sudden realization. He felt a little embarrassed at first, but now that he thought about it, what was wrong with being attached to motherhood?

That’s right!

"Okay, just understand." Mu Qingtong patted his head and said softly, "Don't rub it randomly, it will be very itchy and it will easily affect my condition."

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"I know, I know, can you please stop patting me on the head?"

Mu Qingtong's eyes were calm and she ignored him. She looked at the screen in front of her and concentrated on driving.

Xia Feng raised his eyes and glanced at the delicate collarbone and white chin of the woman in black skirt. There was no sign of blushing or shyness.

After observing this for several days, this woman didn't seem to feel any shame at all.

This made Xia Feng feel a strange sense of frustration. He was made blushing, but on the other hand, the witch looked like a normal person.

"Mr. Xia, I have to speed up."

But at this moment, a soft voice came from his head. Before Xia Feng could react, the woman in black skirt had already grabbed his hands and wrists, and a strong pushing feeling hit his back.

"Enter full speed mode——" as the mechanical female voice,

Xia Feng felt that the bulkheads around him suddenly shrank and tightened, completely leaving no space in the cabin, making it difficult to breathe and causing sluggishness in the operation of spiritual pressure.

"W-Wait a minute! Not so fast!"

Hearing Xia Feng's slightly panicked tone, Mu Qingtong pursed her lips and glanced down. Instead of slowing down, she raised the corners of her lips and directly pressed the red button representing the highest speed.

Whoosh——

In the blue ocean current, a fire-colored streamer ignited around the capsule ship. Countless afterimages appeared at a rapid speed, and disappeared into the end of the dark ocean current in the blink of an eye.