Chen Zhengnan sat in the Law Enforcement Bureau. Although he was very optimistic about Jianglu, in this society, no one could use their personal strength to compete with the state-level machine. Everything was like a mantis trying to stop a car. He had seen too much in these years.
His fingers tapped rhythmically on the table. If someone familiar with him saw it, they would know that Chen Zhengnan was actually confident of victory. The rhythm of his fingers was not some pretentious Morse code, but Chen Zhengnan's personal habit.
The number of people watching Jianglu's live broadcast room was rapidly decreasing, which was also within his expectations.
If there were no accidents, the number of people in Jianglu's live broadcast room would decrease and Jianglu would be arrested by Lin Feng. This was all a rehearsal for Chen Zhengnan. However, no matter how smart he was, no matter how many cases he had experienced, he would not be able to escape.
It was also impossible for him to think that there was a grave robbing system behind Jianglu.
All of Chen Zhengnan's calculations were not noticed by Jianglu, because he knew where his advantage was. He did not even ask what happened in the live broadcast room. He knew that as long as he was still walking forward in the tomb, his popularity would not be taken away.
Moreover, the current situation did not allow him to think too much.
The friends who were still in the live broadcast room looked at Jianglu, slightly hunching his body, as if he was waiting for the battle. They also noticed that something was wrong.
"What's wrong, host? Did you discover something?”
"That's right. The streamer was in this state when he encountered the Gold Devouring Beetle King. No, he wasn't this nervous.”
"Look, look at Xiao Jin.”
"What's that sound?"
"Where's the sound? Why didn't I hear it?”
"Stop typing. Turn the volume of the live broadcast to the maximum and listen to it.”
"F * ck, I think I've heard this voice before. It's obviously very familiar, but why can't I remember it?”
"Yes, I've heard it before, but it seems to be coming from a very far place.”
"What do I know? Stop guessing. Look at what's in front of the video.”
"Yeah, why do I feel like the ground is shaking? The live broadcast room has been shaking.”
Jianglu no longer had the energy to care about the bullet screen.
Jianglu didn't notice that a crack had appeared on the stone tablet beside him. It was very thin, but it ran through his whole body. A weak light was emitted from it, which directly entered his mind and cut off his connection with the system.
His eyes were focused on the army in the distance. At first, there were only sounds of the skeleton army, but slowly, it moved like a wave. There was no sound of armor colliding.
There was only the friction and trampling between the skeletons.
Jianglu swallowed his saliva and looked behind him. Unexpectedly, there was still the same skeleton army coming from afar. At this moment, there was really no way up to heaven and no way down to earth.
Jianglu stood at the highest place, stopping his spine and inserting the Soul-Devouring Scythe beside him. Behind him was the stone tablet. Looking at the mighty army of white bones, it was as if they were clearing all the stumbling blocks on the road for the emperor. White bones were clearly down-to-earth.
However, like a ghost, the marching speed was almost visible to the naked eye.
Two hundred meters.
Jianglu could already see the general riding on the white bone warhorse in front of him. The flagpole held by the flag-bearer beside him was actually left with half of it. Behind it, a black gas condensed, which was the general flag of the general.
However, Jianglu didn't know if it was a spiritual illusion or something else. He saw a big word in the black gas-Dragon!
A hundred meters!
Bang!
The sound of people stopping in unison also sounded behind Jianglu. Jianglu looked at the blood qi behind him. It was the same light flagpole, and the blood qi on it was not inferior to the black qi in front of him.
And among them, Jianglu also felt a big word that seemed to be soaked in blood-Han, directly rushing into his mind, vast and mighty, like a great bell!
Jianglu was standing in the middle at the moment and wanted to turn his head, but halfway through, his whole body seemed to have been immobilized and could no longer move.
At this moment.
The bone armies on both sides waved their commander flags almost at the same time.
As they charged forward, White Bones did not make a sound, but its soul was filled with blood!
Jianglu watched as the two armies passed by him, but he was not hurt at all. Every person who passed by him, that was, this ridge, and every white bone seemed to become flesh and blood.
They would even smile at him, but most of them were blood splattering everywhere and broken limbs.
At this moment, it felt as if he had traveled through a thousand years and returned to the ancient battlefield. He watched the two armies fight and it was vivid in his mind.
The knife cut into the flesh and blood stained the ground, but no one retreated.
Jianglu saw it and felt his blood burning. The Soul-Devouring Scythe in his hand was also buzzing non-stop, but he couldn't move. He couldn't even contact the system, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of uneasiness.
There was only a feeling of witnessing the vicissitudes of history.
In the end, the generals of both sides returned to their positions and kowtowed in the direction of the stone tablet. Jianglu, who was standing beside the stone tablet, also recovered his ability to move. Then, he directly threw the Soul Devouring Scythe out of his hand and fell directly on the stone tablet.
Jianglu secretly cried out, but the Soul-Devouring Scythe had already fallen on the stone tablet.
Jianglu's vision suddenly turned black, and his soul seemed to have been pulled out. However, he didn't faint, and his body didn't seem to belong to him.
The stone tablet was smashed into pieces, which actually contained a token and flew straight into Jianglu's hand.
At the same time, Grand Prize, who was kneeling on both sides, turned into two streams of light and entered the Soul Devouring Scythe.
The Soul Devourer Scythe returned to his hand as if it had never been used. Jianglu's eyebrows trembled as if he had fallen from the river of time. Looking at the collapsed area in front of him, he felt like he had just had a dream, but the reality in front of him shocked him even more.
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