Outside Of Time

The Vajra Sect Patriarch was taken aback for a moment, and countless eyes appeared in his shadow.

"Is it possible that this sentence is explaining an existence that I didn't notice..." Xu Qing said calmly.

"Besides, the old ancestor Danqing has always called me the four-syllable Lord Guardian, but this explanation is two-syllable, my lord."

"It's such an obvious place, but I ignored it strangely before." Xu Qing's eyes were cold.

"So, how many prisoners are there in the Ding132 District I guard?"

Xu Qing narrowed his eyes, remembering in his mind.

"The first one is the cloud beast."

"The second one is the daughter of the human race."

"Thirteenth..." Xu Qing's voice paused, and a cold breath rose from his whole body at this moment.

"The fourth one, who is it?" Xu Qing murmured, his pupils began to shrink.

The Vajra Sect patriarch on the side was about to speak, but he was also stunned, and he couldn't remember, then his whole body trembled, and his eyes showed horror.

The shadow is also at a loss.

"Who is the fifth? Or, from the fourth to the twelfth, who are they? Why can't I remember." Xu Qing said softly, took out the prisoner's information slip from his body, and examined him No matter how you count, there are fourteen.

But unfortunately, I just can't remember the nine in the middle.

Very weird.

It was in the jade slips, Xu Qing thought he had seen it, but he couldn't remember it after thinking about it carefully.

"The previous guard also introduced the prisoners. He seemed...he didn't mention the nine in the middle, but I thought it was normal at the time."

"Interesting." A cold light flashed in Xu Qing's eyes, and he opened the storage bag, intending to record everything he had realized, but after thinking about it, instead of using the jade slip, he took out a blank bamboo slip .

There are many bamboo slips in his storage bag.

On this bamboo slip, he engraved everything he thought of now, word by word.

In the last line, Xu Qing wrote five words and a question mark.

The power of the gods?

After doing this, Xu Qing stood up and walked out of the Jiange in the dark night.

The rain outside was still falling on the ground, and there were puddles on the ground. Xu Qing walked on it, and walked all the way to the prison secretary in the dark of night.

Walking on the steps of the prison chief, the sound of footsteps could be heard far away, echoing in circles.

This was the first time Xu Qing came to the Prison Division at night, and the surroundings were even darker, only the lights lit on the wall some distance away, emitting a dim gleam.

In the darkness all around, the flames were insignificant.

Xu Qing looked calm and walked down the steps step by step. He didn't want to wait until dawn, because there was no difference between day and night to him.

But once time passed, he was worried that his memory would become blurred again, so he planned to deal with it immediately while he realized it now.

He was going to see the fourth to twelfth prisoners.

In this way, in the silence and darkness, Xu Qing came to the fifty-seventh floor of the Prison Department, came to the door of Ding Yisaner's Qinghei prison, raised his hand and pushed it away.

"The fourth to twelfth prisoners, are there or not!"

While the creaking sound echoed in the silence, Xu Qing walked in expressionlessly, and the door closed with a bang.

Ding one three two, as dark as ever.

The moment he walked in, Xu Qing faintly felt that someone in the cage was looking at him, and at the same time, the figure of the little boy appeared beside him, with helplessness and concern in his eyes.

Xu Qing noticed and frowned.

He came this time because of this gaze!

When he checked the jade slips before, he found that there was no little boy in the picture, but he remembered the helpless look in his eyes.

The figure came here late at night, and the purpose was to find out why the little boy's gaze was like this.

This is his only purpose.

"Here, what's there?" Xu Qing raised his right wrist and looked at the little boy.

The little boy opened his mouth to say something, but no matter what he said, Xu Qing couldn't hear him, as if the two sides were separated by a time and space.

Even though Xu Qing tried many methods, such as writing, he still couldn't communicate with the little boy, until finally he felt that the sky outside seemed to be bright, Xu Qing sighed softly, and had no choice but to give up.

He raised his head and glanced at Ding Yi San Er, his eyes swept over the fourteen prisoners, everything was as usual.

So he turned around and prepared to leave, but the moment his hand touched the door of the cell, Xu Qing suddenly showed a hint of confusion.

"I came here late at night just to communicate with luck? This is not in line with my character!"

"Then I can do this when I am on duty during the day, why come at night."

"I... seem to have forgotten something."

Xu Qing murmured, then turned to look at Ding Yisaner, it was the same as in memory, unchanged.

"No!" Xu Qing's eyes showed a bright light.

"My memory isn't that bad, but I just can't remember..."

"Could it be that some kind of power has affected me?"

"When I came, maybe I wasn't affected, so I came, but I forgot the purpose of entering here... Then, I should have found some clues."

He looked at it, and suddenly raised his right hand to open the storage bag, rummaged inside, and after carefully checking every item, he took out a bamboo slip.

This bamboo slip is densely engraved with a large number of handwriting.

Xu Qing frowned. He was familiar with the bamboo slips, but he didn't remember the handwriting on them, so he examined them carefully, and his expression changed as he watched them.

"The fourth to twelfth cages, what are they locked in?"

"The power of the gods?"

Xu Qing's mind set off violent waves, he was familiar with the handwriting, it was his handwriting, but the content was extremely unfamiliar to him, and finally he suddenly raised his head and looked around.

"Affected my memory?!" Xu Qing's eyes sparkled with murderous intent, the third heavenly palace in his body suddenly shook, and the aura of drug prohibition in it spread and enveloped his whole body. Then he took a deep breath and used it for the first time Gained the power of the fourth heavenly palace.

That is Ziyue Tiangong.

Following Xu Qing's thoughts, the Fourth Heavenly Palace trembled, and a ray of purple moonlight bloomed in Xu Qing's sea of ​​consciousness, covering his whole body, while the invisible personality on his body suddenly increased at this moment.

His expression became indifferent, and his eyes were ethereal. Although his appearance remained unchanged, it gave the impression that he was no longer a human race with emotions, but a **** looking down on all living beings.

With this posture, Xu Qing went to see Ding Yisaner again.

At this glance, Ding Yisaner's appearance changed drastically in his eyes.

This place is not black at all, but red, bright red, blood all over the ground, whether it is the walls or the cage, they are all blood-colored.

There is only one area that emits light, and that is beside him, where the little boy is.

Because they were very close, the light emanating from the boy's body also enveloped Xu Qing.

He was in the light, and besides the blood, there was also a thick blood mist, as if he was about to attack, but he was blocked.

Xu Qing's heart was shaken, and he suddenly looked at the cage where the cloud beast was. Inside... it was not a cloud beast, but a headless stone lion!

The whole body is black and blue, exuding a strong ominous smell.

Then he looked at the cage where the human woman was, and there was a change, as if the veil had been lifted, revealing the real scene, the woman inside was no longer delicate and charming, but a skeleton.

There was a huge scarecrow in the cage, **** all over, shaking and falling countless weeds, turning into a small scarecrow, constantly devouring the woman's bones, spitting them out after eating, and putting them together again.

[To be continued - refresh later! 】