I Just Memorized The Plot. Did You Tell Me To Change The Script?

Chapter 119 Demon Seed

Tianyuan Secret Realm.

Ning Yingluo was squatting in front of the lake, staring at her reflection in a daze.

There is no electricity in this place, and the mobile phone she brought in has been drained by her staying up late playing mobile games. Now there is really no entertainment at all.

Xie Chun and the two were teleported away for more than a day and still there was no response. She had nothing to do in this secret realm.

The first task Huang An assigned him was to deal with the unstable factors in the secret realm.

For example, the mastermind behind the spread of the ghoul virus, or the casual cultivators who are causing trouble inside.

Now that they are almost completed, the only problem before her is how to vacation in a secret place without using electronic products.

If I had known that Xie Chun's storage space was so versatile, I should have let him bring in more generators.

"Plop!"

A thin stone flew from a short distance, rolling several water floats in succession and scattering Ning Yingluo's reflection in the lake.

When Ning Yingluo turned around and looked around, she saw Song Ci slowly walking over with the spirit sword in his arms, squatting next to her and saying, "Director Ning, are you still wondering when senior brothers and the others will come out?"

"No, I'm just taking a breather and resting here."

She was remembering the games that had been discontinued these days.

The lost resources will have to be made up with subsequent krypton gold. I don’t know if this consumption can be reported to Li Hua for work-related injury reimbursement.

"Don't worry, Director Ning. Senior brother Ji Ren Tianxiang can be transported to anywhere."

Ning Yingluo scratched her head in embarrassment: "Actually, I didn't either..."

Halfway through her words, she heard a faint scream from behind her.

The two stood up immediately, turned around and looked into the distance.

"I'll stop him! You run away!!"

"Brother Xun!!!"

Amidst a heart-rending scream, a burly man whose clothes were stained with blood ran towards them with a little girl in his arms.

Ning Yingluo thought she had encountered an ordinary scene of killing and stealing goods. Maybe these people had taken some treasure.

Just as I was thinking about whether to step aside and see the situation first, I saw the two of them lying on the ground without any warning, as if they had been hit by some invisible attack.

"Save...save us..." The man on the ground struggled and stretched out his hand in the direction of Ning Yingluo.

"What happened?" Song Ci asked confused.

"have no idea."

Ning Yingluo shrugged her shoulders, and was about to step forward to ask what was going on when she heard a snap, and the internal organs of the two people on the ground in the distance were crushed out, and they died in a miserable state.

"Mom?"

Ning Yingluo jumped back to avoid the splash of blood: "What's going on?"

She obviously didn't feel any fluctuations from the attack. How did these two people die?

"Let's go back and see Miss An first. She may be in danger." Song Ci said quickly.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a tall figure appearing silently in front of the two of them.

It was a male figure with blond hair and a strong build. Just by looking at his appearance, you could tell that he was from a certain country in Europe and the United States.

Ning Yingluo's brows were almost squeezed together. Looking at the scarlet eyes of the man in front of her, she exclaimed: "Are there any remaining demons?"

Song Ci didn't know what the devil's remnant looked like, but he felt the terrible oppression on the man in front of him.

"How can it be so strong?"

In this secret realm, Song Ci has fought against many monsters or people. Except for the previous demon agent, there is no one he can't defeat.

But the person in front of him, both in terms of pressure and aura, far surpassed those second-level monsters. It could be said that he was not on the same level at all.

"Director Ning, let's first..."

Halfway through Song Ci's words, he felt a pressure that was too strong to resist, and he immediately half-knelt on the ground.

"Third level...how could this be so..."

He now knew how the two people lying on the ground died.

This kind of pressure made him completely unable to resist. Song Ci could confirm that the opponent's strength must have reached the third level.

But isn’t this secret realm not allowing third-level creatures to enter?

In confusion, Song Ci spit out a mouthful of blood.

Ning Yingluo was not affected, she just waved her hand to dispel the spiritual pressure around Song Ci.

The golden-haired man in front of her obviously didn't expect that someone could resist her pressure, and looked at Ning Yingluo with some surprise.

Of course, she had no intention of arguing with the other party. She transformed into a spear condensed with cherry-pink spiritual energy in her hand, and used the spiritual energy to stab the blond man's chest with all her strength.

There was just a bang, and the moment the tip of the gun touched the blond man's chest, there was a violent explosion, stirring up a large cloud of smoke and dust.

The spiritual energy vibration caused was so strong that even Song Ci, who was sitting beside him while adjusting his breath, felt palpitations.

The third level strong man is so terrifying.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, there was a blood hole the size of a fist on the blond man's chest. Ning Yingluo could clearly see the scene behind it along the blood hole.

But the blond man acted as if nothing was wrong, and raised his fist in the direction of Ning Yingluo with an expressionless expression.

Song Ci only saw one hand firmly grasping the arm that hit her face. Ning Yingluo was smiling and using aura to control the situation inside the blond man's body.

The blond man was really confused now. How could anyone catch his full blow with one hand? !

Ning Yingluo turned her left hand into a sword and cut it along the blond man's chest.

After fighting with Xie Chun for so long, she had learned more or less sword moves.

"Done."

She looked at the blond man lying on the ground and stared at him, taking out a tissue and wiping the blood on his hands.

"Now we have good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

"Good news." Song Ci's internal injuries haven't healed yet, and he doesn't want to suffer bad news.

Ning Yingluo nodded: "The good news is that this man is completely dead, and I also understand the source of his power."

"What source?"

"Devil's seed."

Ning Yingluo explained bit by bit: "On the premise of voluntariness, the devil can plant devil seeds in some people with suitable physiques. As the seeds explode, their cultivation level can be improved a lot in a short period of time."

Song Ci raised his eyebrows: "Then what's the price?"

"First, the cultivation level will be relatively superficial. As you just saw, he and I are obviously at the same level and have almost no power to fight back one on one."

"The second is that you will lose your emotions as a human being and become the slave of the devil. The third point is also the most costly..."

Ning Yingluo recalled Huang An's previous explanation to her in class and said seriously:

"The devil's seed consumes lifespan. Someone like him who is forced to reach the third level may only live for a few months."

Song Ci breathed a sigh of relief: "That's not a big problem, he'll kill me all."

"There's also bad news."

"I suspect that there is more than one person who planted the devil's seed, and the number will not be small. With the death of the previous devil's agent..." Ning Yingluo's mouth twitched slightly:

"Those demon seeds should have exploded now."

"Director Ning, how did you know?"

Ning Yingluo laughed twice: "Have you seen those black spots in the sky far to the north?"

Song Ci squinted his eyes, observed carefully, and saw clearly that there were ten or twenty black spots over there: "I saw it."

"It's good to see it. Those black spots should all be dependents raised to the third level by the devil's seed."

"..."

Song Ci looked down at the spirit sword in his hand, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

"I'd better pray that I can survive so many third-level sieges."