Chapter 146 The Chi Xiaoxiao who traveled through?
Li Guanqi shook his head gently to disperse the messy thoughts in his mind.
Let’s put aside the Daluo Dynasty’s discrimination against the disabled and its rejection of magicians for the time being.
These are not things that should be considered now.
"Senior Chi?"
Li Guanqi glanced at Chi Gongming beside him and saw the sad expression on the old man's face. He immediately knew that mentioning the Daluo Dynasty reminded him of some unpleasant memories.
In addition, Chi Xiaoxiao had just died, and as her uncle, Chi Gongming was already emotionally depressed.
I need to change the topic quickly.
"Senior Chi."
Li Guanqi thought of it quickly and asked: "Speaking of which, aren't all the Red Blood Army composed of children of the Chi family? You just asked me to go to the Red Blood Army on the battlefield in southern Xinjiang to find Commander Wang Yanqing. I wonder who this Commander Wang Yanqing is?
Who is it?"
"She..."
When Chi Gongming heard this, the expression on his face became even more sad, as if he had aged more than ten years all of a sudden. He whispered: "Wang Yanqing, she is my grandson's daughter-in-law.
last year.
My youngest grandson died in the battlefield in Southern Xinjiang, and that silly girl followed the example of Xiao Xiao’s mother, inherited her husband’s ambition, and went to join the army in the battlefield in Southern Xinjiang..."
Li Guanqi was stunned.
This, this...
Why did you poke the opponent's sore spot again?
With the talent of "Talk All Night", he seems to be very good at chatting with the opposite sex, but when chatting with the same sex, he seems to turn into a venomous person.
"Stop talking about this."
Chi Gongming waved his hand, turned around and walked towards the door, "The Red Blood Order has been given to you. If you want, go back to Daluo and find a future in the Red Blood Army. I'm going out first to make arrangements."
Regarding the subsequent funeral, if you still want to say something to Xiao Xiao, just take advantage of it..."
The voice stopped suddenly.
Because of sudden changes!
Chi Gongming suddenly turned his head and looked at Chi Xiaoxiao on the bed, his expression was the same as that of Li Guanqi, both were shocked and inexplicable!
I saw Chi Xiaoxiao's entire body suddenly twisting... No, it wasn't her body that was twisting, but the space where she was.
Space distortion?!
"boom!"
Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside the villa, a majestic pressure erupted, and the old voice of the principal of Nanjiang spread throughout the Motosar Snow Mountain:
"I wonder which friend is here? Why not show up and meet him!"
friend.
Those who can be called friends by seven-star magicians can only be seven-star magicians.
"It's space teleportation!"
Chi Gongming's face changed drastically, "If it is not a natural spell, then only a seven-star spell master can master such mysterious spells...Who is it? Why did he want to teleport Xiao Xiao's body?"
"Tear-"
Just as he was speaking, the space where Chi Xiaoxiao was was distorted to the extreme, and then the space seemed to be forcibly torn open, and a crack appeared on the bed.
The interior of the crack is filled with twisted, colorful brilliance that is constantly changing.
Li Guanqi just glanced at the crack and felt dizzy, chest tight and nauseous.
"Xiao Xiao?!"
Chi Gongming suddenly exclaimed and stretched out his right hand to grab the bed.
But before he could catch Chi Xiaoxiao's body, the red-haired girl was sucked into the space crack, and in less than a blink of an eye, the body disappeared from the place together with the crack.
The bed was empty.
Chi Xiaoxiao's body...was teleported away?
"Bang!"
The door to the room was suddenly pushed open.
The serious-looking principal of Nanjiang walked in with the four deans.
The most powerful person in Southern Xinjiang looked at the empty bed with an ugly face, and at the same time there was a trace of deep confusion in his eyes.
"I have lived for more than five hundred years, and I have seen even the most magical space spells. However, the space crack just now gave off a completely unfamiliar aura.
If I have to say it... that space crack is like leading to another world, completely different from the space coordinates of our world.
This coordinate is too weird and cannot be locked at all."
Grain fever
"Huh? Principal..."
Ma Yuan, the dean of the Institute, looked at him doubtfully, "Are you saying that the corpse just now was transported to another world?"
"It's just a metaphor."
Principal Nanjiang shook his head, "Where in the world can this other world come from?"
He had a serious look on his face, "Maybe the place where the space crack leads is too far away from our planet, so the space coordinates are completely different. I think it's because I am short-sighted."
"But why? Principal?!"
Chi Gongming looked at him anxiously, "My grand-niece is just an ordinary girl, and she just died. Why did that mysterious strong man teleport her away?!"
"I don't know."
Principal Nanjiang still shook his head, his face also full of deep confusion, "That person is definitely not a seven-star spellcaster. I can't feel his existence at all. At least... he is also at Bagua level!"
An astonishing statement!
The four deans all looked horrified.
Seven-star existences are already the leaders of the major forces on the surface, while Bagua-level existences have basically moved behind the scenes and no longer appear in public.
But……
Why would a little girl who had just died trigger a Bagua-level magician to move the body?
No one knows.
Principal Nanjiang and others also couldn't figure it out.
"She is dead anyway, so you don't need to worry about her."
After saying that, the principal and the four deans turned around and left. They were all whispering and discussing on the way.
It's not that they are indifferent.
It is the cultural differences caused by different regions.
People in southern Xinjiang believe that after death, the light goes out, and there is nothing to worry about or care about anymore. Therefore, the funeral industry in southern Xinjiang is equivalent to nothing. When a family member dies, they can just find a place to bury them.
People in southern Xinjiang don’t care about what happens after death.
But Daluo people are different!
Fallen leaves return to their roots!
When you die, you have to return to your hometown and be buried in your hometown!
But now Chi Xiaoxiao's body suddenly disappeared.
place?
I don't know.
reason?
I don't know.
"asshole!"
Chi Gongming was so angry that he turned around and punched the wall hard, and strands of blood oozed from the fist and flowed down the wall.
The weak physical bodies of spellcasters do not allow them to use their fists to vent their anger against the wall when they are angry.
"..."
Chi Gongming was angry, while Li Guanqi stood beside him, his expression a little unnatural.
Because he suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility.
What Principal Nanjiang said just now.
Space coordinates that are completely different from this world?
So...reality?
Could the place where Chi Xiaoxiao's body was teleported be reality?!
If this is the case, can a Bagua-level conjurer be able to lock the spatial coordinates that the seven-star Nanjiang principal cannot lock?
If Bagua level is not good, then Jiugong level conjurer can be?
Li Guanqi didn't know why Chi Xiaoxiao was still transported to reality when everyone was dead.
But he knew that if the real space coordinates were really locked by the powerful in the strange world, and a world passage was opened with this, then...