Chapter 83 Her Dream

Chapter 83 Her Dream

Chapter 83 Her Dream

It was almost the same as what Wang Jixuan thought.

The depression in Lingtong's brain exploded.

The target of that young kingworm has always been Lingtong. Previously, small groups of blade beasts had sporadically attacked the mine in order to continuously strengthen this group of depressed energy.

As long as this ball of depressed energy increases to a certain amount and is detonated remotely by the young kingworm, it will have the effect of shattering Ling Tong's soul.

But there was a twist.

Ling Tong met a masseur, who helped Ling Tong to weaken the ball of negative energy, so that today, the young kingworm's long-range mental attack that detonated the ball of negative energy failed to shatter Ling Tong's soul.

This allowed Lingtong to survive.

Even so, Lingtong's condition is still very dangerous.

The Yuan Soul is weak and the five internal organs are in poor health. If the Yuan Soul is further damaged, the body will die.

Wang Jixuan laid her flat on the bed, quickly took off his law enforcement uniform that was in the way, took out the spear from his back, twisted off the tip of the spear, carefully approached Ling Tong, and tapped lightly on both sides of her temples to pierce the blood.

Lingtong's robotic arm started to react on its own, and Wang Jixuan immediately shouted, "Sister Wan! Stop the robotic arm!"

Before he finished speaking, the robotic arm slowly dropped down and entered standby mode for treatment.

Wang Jixuan turned to the head of the bed, stood firmly in a horse stance, put his hands together and pointed his swords, and quickly drew two complicated talismans, which he tapped on Lingtong's temples.

Her body was tense and arched upwards, she kept humming softly, and drops of cold sweat appeared on her forehead and face.

The bright red spot between Taoist Wang's eyebrows continued to flash.

Soon, Wang Jixuan's whole body was soaked with sweat, and the spiritual energy in the air continued to surge in and be consumed.

Lingtong is not a cultivator, her soul is just a mortal soul. At this moment, Wang Jixuan has to open her half-closed Niwan Palace with extreme caution, find her soul, and give her the power of her soul.

It's like carving a famous painting on thin ice.

But if this is accomplished, it will not only heal her wounds, but also allow her to possess soul power that surpasses that of ordinary mortals.

Lingtong gradually relaxed and lay flat, with a light green light flashing in the tiny gaps of the robotic arm.

This shows that her physical data is starting to improve.

What comes next is the most critical.

Find her soul!

"The Yellow Court contains the Great Dao, the Niwan governs the gods, and where the heavenly souls gather, I will return to my journey."

Wang Jixuan took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

The next moment, he seemed to be in a mirror-like lake.

The edge of the lake is half beach and half hills. It is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the blue sky. In the middle of the lake, there is a candle flame constantly flickering.

Wang Jixuan's shadow slowly approached, and he kept calling out Lingtong's name, and the candle flame seemed to be responding.

Suddenly, Wang Jixuan felt a sense of weightlessness. The mirror-like surface of the lake beneath his feet shattered. He and the candlelight fell together and stopped at the same time. Pieces of debris like glass screens appeared around him, and pictures appeared on them.

These are Lingtong’s memories.

Wang Jixuan had no intention of looking into Lingtong's privacy, but he had to find the location of the candlelight, so he had to keep searching.

Fight, fight, train, fight, undergo mechanical transformation, fight...

Most of the fragmented memories are of this content.

She is equipped with all kinds of equipment and is active at the forefront of the battle against blade beasts, carrying out tasks one by one and beheading blade beasts one by one. Her constantly jumping ponytail seems to be her entire emotional expression.

There are also some rest time scenes in the picture.

She would lie on the sofa or bed and fall asleep quietly. Such scenes were usually very short, which also showed that she did not suffer from insomnia on weekdays.

Where is the candlelight?
Wang Jixuan looked around and several pieces of debris wrapped in black air attracted his attention.

He originally thought it was the remaining depression, but when he got closer he realized that it was the darker part of Lingtong's memory.

At the age of eight, after participating in the battle girl selection, she was sitting on the return plane and witnessed with her own eyes the fall of the fortress where she used to live.

Endless blade beasts poured into the fortress from the surface. Human figures kept running out of the fortress, and most of these figures were killed and eaten by the blade beasts.

This is her nightmare.

At the age of twelve, she was in a combat girl training camp. She was assigned to a group with a dozen other girls and was bullied by a group of other girls.

She broke the glass in the dormitory bathroom and fought with them with a long piece of glass. She didn't say a word even when her hands were cut.

Almost got kicked out of the training camp.

At the age of sixteen, she officially joined the battle as a substitute combat girl.

She needed to pass various tests before she could undergo the initial transformation. However, although she ranked first in all the scores, her twelve consecutive applications were rejected, all with the reason being "her desire to fight is too strong and she may have a tendency to self-destruct."

My mentality almost collapsed.

Seventeen years old, the first year after the initial reconstruction surgery.

While controlling an ordinary mecha to fight against the blade beast, her overly aggressive combat strategy caused serious damage to her own mecha.

I was scolded by the instructor and was depressed for a long time.

At the age of eighteen, I killed someone for the first time.

The goal of that mission was to execute several low-level psychics who had defected from the Psionic City, and she carried out the mission perfectly.

After completing the mission, the look of a female psychic on her deathbed always flashed before her eyes.

That look was very complicated, with pleading, despair, helplessness and relief.

Her mood is also very complicated.

Wang Jixuan looked all the way over. At first he just glanced at it, but gradually he looked more and more carefully.

'This is helpful for me to cultivate my mind in this world.'

It was at this moment that Wang Jixuan discovered the candlelight, which stopped in a fragment of light and darkness.

For Lingtong, this moment is actually equivalent to a shallow sleep, a shallow sleep that is a little weak and may faint at any time.

She was immersed in a dream constructed from these fragments.

The content of the fragment is divided into two halves, the left side is Wang Zheng and the right side is Mu Liang. These are two different dreams.

Wang Jixuan, who ate the melon but ended up eating it himself, was full of questions.

...

The picture on the left has a dark attribute.

Wang Zheng, who was forging iron, heard footsteps behind him. He turned around, took two steps back, showed a panicked expression, and held the hammer across his pectoralis major.

'Put it down,' she said a little bossily.

[Wang Zheng] put down the hammer, lowered his head and looked to the side with a shy expression.

She took two slow steps and came in front of Wang Zheng, and lifted Wang Zheng's chin with her slender fingers.

She said calmly: "Good job, you have worked hard. As a reward, you can have dinner with me later." [Wang Zheng] replied shyly: "Okay, sir."

The picture on the left is still advancing and the dream is still going on.

...

The picture on the right is very sunny.

At the cocktail party for the [Third Anniversary Celebration of Human Victory], on the second-floor balcony of a fairy-tale castle, Ling Tong, wearing a wedding-style short skirt, was smiling as she gazed at [Mu Liang] in a well-dressed suit.

'Are you leaving? ' she asked.

[Mu Liang] smiled and nodded, looking at her gently, and said in a powerful voice: "There are other worlds invaded by blade beasts waiting for me to save! Thank you for accompanying me through these difficult years! Together with me, we defeated the ultimate emperor-level blade beast!"

She smiled gently, her eyes full of reluctance, and raised her robotic arm equipped with bionic skin and saluted.

[Mu Liang] returned the salute with a smile, and a beam of light shone down from the sky, and a dark cloud appeared in the sky.

[Mu Liang] opened his arms and said softly: "Would you like to go to the universe with me? I can take my partner with me. This is the convention of interstellar civilization."

'Uh-huh. ’

She shook her head softly:

"The war is over, but the recovery of human civilization is not over yet. Psychics may still become a hidden danger to humanity. I need to stay here to check and balance them and rebuild our human home with my own hands."

'Well, goodbye, my love.'

[Mu Liang]'s body was pulled by the beam of light, rising slowly, and then disappeared in a flash.

She rushed forward two steps, stretched out her mechanical arm, but only grabbed a ball of air. Then she lowered her head in disappointment, stroked her belly, and said softly:

"Don't be afraid, Mom will take care of you. Dad has just returned to the M8848 galaxy cloud. We must continue to fight for the future of mankind."

A loud string music sounded outside the castle, and Lingtong showed a sweet smile.

...

When Wang Jixuan saw this, his forehead was filled with black lines.

Not to mention the part of this dream that makes people complain, most dreams are absurd and are a kind of imagination based on memory;

Just talk about Lingtong’s feelings!

She really... In her dreams, she thought about defeating the blade beasts, rebuilding human civilization, and giving up love to stay and contribute to humanity.

How noble!

love without border!

But how come things are starting to get started in the left side of the picture... Why is that [Wang Zheng] acting so delicate all the time, dodging backwards and getting held down? What!
There should be some limits to dreaming, please!
The infinite Heavenly Lord!

If this were to happen, how could I be so passive? I would definitely fight back!
Well, calm down.

Wang Jixuan focused his mind and concentrated on his work. The shadow approached the candlelight cautiously and then began to transfer the power of the soul.

He extracted these soul powers from the human souls that were corrupted by evil spirits, filtered out the impurities, and returned them to their origins. He himself bore the backlash of those souls' distracting thoughts and sent the softest power into the candlelight.

The candle flame instantly turned into the size of a fist.

Lingtong was immersed in two dreams. At this moment, he had a yearning and hope for the future. The process of absorbing the power of these souls was very smooth.

After a while, the candle flame turned into the size of a basketball.

At this point, Lingtong's soul has reached the limit of what it can endure, and external forces can no longer help much.

Wang Jixuan slowly opened his eyes, and the sword finger left her temple, sealing the tiny wound on her temple.

Wang Jixuan's mind relaxed slightly, and his breath was suddenly cut off. His whole body was soaked with sweat, and his lips turned a little pale.

It was too late to leave the house.

Wang Jixuan found a chair nearby, sat cross-legged and meditated. He put his hands together and pointed his sword fingers rapidly at various parts of his body. The red line between his eyebrows began to retreat, but miserable cries appeared in his ears.

Hundreds of ghosts devouring your heart?

Tsk.

My Taoist heart is as solid as a rock, how dare a little foreign demon do anything rash!

……

Lingtong snorted softly and opened his eyes from his coma.

Her head, which had been aching for the past few months, now felt extremely relieved. Not only did her head feel clear and her eyesight improved, her hearing and vision also improved significantly, and her breathing became easier.

what happened?
Lingtong looked down at her combat uniform. The armor on her legs and waist had not been removed yet, and her ponytail was still tied as before.

Recalling the two dreams she had just had, a very faint blush passed across Lingtong's fair and translucent face, and then she quickly returned to her usual coolness and calmness.

I was just dreaming;
I haven't had a dream in a long time.

There was a faint sound of breathing from the side.

Lingtong turned her head and saw Wang Jixuan sitting in meditation with his eyes closed beside her.

Wisps of black air visible to the naked eye surrounded Wang Jixuan. These black air continued to surge, and then were expelled and evaporated by wisps of green light.

At this moment, Wang Jixuan exuded a feeling of weakness from the inside out.

What's up with him?
Lingtong got out of bed as gently as possible, turned on the scanner on the robotic arm, and made sure that Wang Jixuan had no injuries and his organs were functioning normally, then he tiptoed out of the room.

The supply station is very busy now, Zheng Shiduo has already brought Wan Xiaoqi back.

A few minutes later, Lingtong, who had changed into a nightgown, returned to the house, leaned against the door, and tilted her head to look at Wang Jixuan's figure.

The exaggerated stories of the crowd echoed in her ears.

just now……

Zheng Shiduo shouted excitedly, "Oh my god! You really didn't see it, Lingtong! When Wang Zheng heard that you were unconscious, he rushed back without saying a word! He encountered four obstacles on the way! Guess what? Wang Zheng roared, Burn! My little love! Directly explode! One move, just one move! I don't know how he did it, three C-level psychics were killed by him in seconds... What was the price he paid? Ah, this, this I really don't know, but for us psychics to explode, it is basically a huge burden. Every time I use my ultimate move, the price is huge. I will be in pain all over for half a month."

Wan Xiaoqi patted the paper ball on his chest with lingering fear: "At that time, I said that the commander had fainted. Wang Zheng, who was still dealing with the blade beast's corpse, had a scary look in his eyes, as if he wanted to eat the blade beast. There were bloodshot in his eyes!"

There was also the amazed battle girl Chishe: "How did he save you? When you came back, your organ index had already started to drop rapidly. This is the mental attack that we half-human mechas fear the most. I almost wanted to contact the funeral committee for you. It's incredible."

And Zhou Zhengde sighed: "I think if I was injured, he would also try his best to save me... probably."

Lingtong pursed her lips and opened her eyes, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Wang Jixuan was still in a state of meditation at this moment, and there was still a lot of black energy around him.

Lingtong's gaze moved from Wang Jixuan's lips to Wang Jixuan's forehead, and then to the side.

She lowered her head and took a deep breath to calm herself down. She carefully moved a chair to sit next to Wang Jixuan, turned on the projection screen on the left robotic arm, and started working.

"I will fight for you once... twice or three times... it's all fine..."

Lingtong said in a low voice.

Her most important task now is to fight back against evil and hostile forces.

(End of this chapter)