Chapter 2330

The data body infiltrates its "tentacles" into a thing, and the process of dismantling, interpreting, and transforming every tiny part that composes it is like a process that not many people in the world can understand—let alone a person who has just What about the personality born in this world just after being split by Occidentals?

In the eyes of outsiders, Ji Shanqing just put his hands on the wall and closed his eyes at this moment.

Even if the master of the ability wants to stop him out of intuition, it's too late now, he can't remove the wall, can he?

That being said, Qing Jiuliu still raised his vigilance and protected the gift bag with his body, guarding him against objects or attacks that might be thrown between the stone walls at any time—when he did not know how many times he glanced back, Qing Jiuliu suddenly realized that the thin and long gap on the stone wall was rapidly shortening and disappearing like a rope that was gradually being swallowed.

Did the master of the ability change his sense of time back when he saw something wrong?

If his sense of time slows down again at this juncture, it may mean that the master of the ability is going to—

He didn't even have time to finish this thought, a black shadow suddenly broke through the night sky in front of him, threw an arc behind him, and rushed towards the two of them quickly; Qing Jiuliu clearly saw it coming, but when he waited When he hurriedly raised the parasol, he realized that the thing had already passed him and went straight to the back of Ji Shanqing's head.

Even the shattered, broken air shrieked with laughter, as if knowing they were too late.

Accompanied by a flesh-piercing "thump" sound, the black shadow plunged into the back of Ji Shanqing's head almost effortlessly, and stopped. It was a straight metal arrowhead, and the other part protruded from between his brows, giving off a wet, almost black reflection in the night.

"Gift bag!"

Qing Jiuliu yelled involuntarily, a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out all over his body, and he didn't know how many thoughts rushed through his mind for a while-the body of Libao actually died; his sense of time really slowed down That's why he couldn't stop the attack; the owner of that ability had never brought out such a deadly weapon before, but now he has it, which means that he may have joined hands with Occidentus' men; wait, he remembers Ji Shanqing This body programmed is just a shell...

"Ah," Ji Shanqing opened his eyes, turned his head towards Qing Jiuliu, and the wet metal arrow between his eyebrows also turned around and aimed at him. "What's going on, there seems to be something on my face?"

Qing Jiuliu was still holding the parasol tightly with one hand, and stared at him for a few seconds under the umbrella.

Ji Shanqing raised his hand cautiously, groped twice on his head, and the tip of his finger landed on the tip of the arrow. He stared at his blood-stained fingertips, and then slowly extended them to the back of his head—as if he was finally 100% sure, he finally cried out belatedly: "Ah! Ahhh!"

"What are you afraid of? It's okay if you can do it." Qing Jiuliu reminded, "So you won't die if your head is pierced?"

It’s not too much to say that Kuaji Shanqing is as timid as a mouse; he dutifully murmured for a few more seconds before he finally regained his composure and said, “No, no… this is just a shell I put on, It can't hurt the data I use to manipulate my body..."

"Don't remind the master of the ability," Qing Jiuliu interrupted him, raised his chin towards the stone wall, and asked, "How is it?"

"Your method is good," Ji Shanqing nodded, and the metal arrow swayed, "In comparison, the energy I need to consume has been greatly reduced—ah!"

Before he could react, Qing Jiuliu quickly withdrew his hand, glanced at the blood-stained metal arrow, and felt a little creepy, so he quickly raised his hand and threw it out. After being pulled out of the arrow, Ji Shanqing looked even worse at the moment, there was a blood hole bubbling on his forehead, and he still didn't forget to smile complacently and said, "I caught his horse's feet."

"What?"

Even if the master of the ability is listening to their conversation attentively at this moment, he probably has no means to deal with the data body - it is not unreasonable for Xiaoxius to want Ji Shanqing's body so much.

"Every adjustment to change the sense of time is a new instruction. The way to implement this instruction and make it effective is precisely these stone walls. When one part of the stone wall is controlled by instruction A, the other part is controlled by instruction B When manipulating, there must be a break between the two to distinguish..." Ji Shanqing took out a pack of tissues from nowhere, wiped the blood on his face, and said, "Do you know the nature of this distinction? ?”

"You are teaching me here," Qing Jiuliu urged, "Hurry up and get to the point."

Ji Shanqing wiped off the blood without haste, and wiped his hands again, before placing one hand on the stone wall again. "It's not enough to say it, let me demonstrate it to you."

Qing Jiuliu's gaze, along with his five white fingertips, landed on large areas of stone paintings.

In the next second, like a plant growth shot played at double speed, a narrow blank space emerged from under Ji Shanqing's fingertips, quickly piercing through the densely packed stone paintings, and forcibly tore a hole on the wall. A ditch with no patterns.

"After interpreting that gap, I realized...that 'distinction' is nothing but the initial and essential state of Stone Wall's ability." Ji Shanqing looked at the blank crack that had grown under his hands, and said: "Whether you want to make vases or sculptures, you need a lump of clay at first... What I interpret is the original 'clay'."

"So to say……"

Qing Jiuliu took a few steps back, and the handle of the parasol fell on his shoulder; he raised his head and looked at the blank spaces one after another, climbing up the wall like vines, splitting the stone painting into pieces in an instant. Little bits and pieces.

The more blanks emerge, the faster the sense of time of the two recovers; the faster Ji Shanqing moves, the more blanks emerge from his hands—soon it can no longer be said that blanks cut stone paintings , because the stone wall is already full of large blank spaces, and there are hardly many lines of the picture.

"With the ability data in the original state as the standard, it will be easy to handle." Ji Shanqing nodded and said, "I will delete everything other than this group of data."

After a pause, he turned his head, facing the stone wall and said: "If that ability user gives me a little more time to continue, I can even delete this ability from him in disguise—"

In this sentence, the ability master seems to have finally accepted failure.

As suddenly and without warning as when entering a trap, Qing Jiuliu felt as if he just blinked his eyes, and when he looked around again, the stone wall surrounding them disappeared.

The night fell low, and the alley came to an end, unfolding into a spacious stone road. There are short stone buildings on both sides of the road; at this moment, on the roof of the nearest building, there is a figure standing on the edge of the stone with both hands, as if someone just hit him in the stomach. Like a fist.

"How could you..." The man gritted his teeth, his low voice was blown away by the night wind.

"You were the one hiding your head and showing your tail just now?" Qing Jiuliu raised his voice and shouted, "To be honest, you don't have the artistic talent to hold a solo exhibition, you still—"

Only halfway through the words, the figure had already raised his arms high, and Qing Jiuliu immediately regretted it - mid-range and long-distance combat can be said to be his weakness, and Ji Shanqing is only worse than him.

However, just when he hastily raised his parasol and was about to bite the bullet and face it, a crescent-shaped arc suddenly cut through the night, spinning rapidly and reverberating into a thin and flat full moon; The thin galaxy-like light seemed to have just illuminated Qing Jiuliu's field of vision, but in the next moment, it had already cut into the neck of that figure, and a blood mist was raised on the rooftop in the dark night.

"...Huh?" Ji Shanqing said blankly.

Qing Jiuliu turned his head quickly, looked at the direction where the arc of the crescent moon came, and immediately slapped Ji Shanqing on the shoulder, and called out, "Yu Yuan? It's Yu Yuan, it's him!"

At this moment, the person who jumped off a stone wall in the distance, under the arc of the returning crescent moon, with black tattoos looming all over his body, was indeed Yu Yuan—he seemed to have injuries on his body, and he staggered and gasped when he jumped to the ground. Take a breath.

"When did you come back?" Even Ji Shanqing seemed to have a bit of unexpected joy, and asked repeatedly: "Does sister know? How did you come back? Did my method work?"

Before he had time to answer his series of questions, he saw another head sticking out from behind the stone wall; that head first looked at Yu Yuan, and seeing that he was fine, it waved vigorously at Qing Jiuliu and the others: " Hey! I'm back too! Are you all doing well?"

"Yuan Xiangxi?" Qing Jiuliu was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously looked behind him, looking for the third person - after all, Yuan Xiangxi came back, which meant that another person also came back. "Great, in our current situation, there is only a shortage of puppet masters..."

Before he finished speaking, his voice froze.

After Yuan Xiangxi also jumped off the stone wall, a third figure did appear on the wall—but how could the puppeteer climb out of a wall by himself?

Qing Jiuliu stared at that person for a while, and when they approached, he couldn't help asking: "Who is this?"

Yu Yuan was indeed injured, and his complexion could be seen through the ink-colored tattoos; Yuan Xiangxi held his elbows with both hands, not so much for any practical purpose, but rather as a show. .

The stranger kept a distance of one or two steps from them all the time, he didn't know whether he was on guard or he still had doubts, so he stopped a few steps away from Qing Jiuliu and the two of them.

"Oh, you don't know,"

Yu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, then straightened his waist, and said in a low voice: "Let me introduce to you, this man is named Wu Yiliu, and he is a member of the organization under Oxius."