Yan Qi threw the glass beads in his hand and kept making smacking sounds.
"And this crappy thing...tsk...huh?"
Qin Qianbai hugged the gray-haired young man and landed next to him.
Gongsun Ce had already fallen into a deep sleep, and the black sword in his hand was trembling more and more violently, which seemed to be an extremely bad omen.
Yan Qi looked at the black sword, then at the glass beads, and raised the corners of his mouth in a bad way.
"Hey, that's it anyway... put him down."
Miss Qin took two steps back without saying a word, like a hen guarding her young.
"what are you up to."
The tall man sneered and said: "I want to save your lives! Use your brain, little girl. Do you think that is a good thing?"
He was undoubtedly referring to the sword in Gongsun Ce's hand.
The black sword that slays the dragon.
I can smell the ominous smell of blood coming from the sword, and my eyes feel stinging just by looking at it.
Will this be the weapon to protect mankind? It is absolutely impossible for a warrior's intuition to refute.
The scene seen before was not that humans killed the dragon disaster, but that the natural disaster was swallowed up by another disaster. It was a disaster on the same level as the Liuli Disaster, even...
"It's a terrible thing."
"Nonsense. Listen carefully and don't move if you see anything for a while."
Qin Qianbai carefully placed the gray-haired young man on the roof of the building. Yan Qi stepped forward and poked the young man's arm with his toes.
Gongsun Ce remained motionless.
The tall man said in his unique strange voice: "The Knight of Dawn is coming!"
Gongsun Ce sat up, like a child awakened by a nightmare: "Who?! Where?!"
Yan Qi scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about? I will remove the temporary heart and replace it with a new one for you."
A man in black official uniform walked up behind Yan Qi and silently saluted him. He handed out a transparent jar and left silently after Master Yan took it.
The contents can be seen through the outer wall. Lying in the green culture fluid is a slightly beating heart.
The superpower shuddered: "What the hell?! Whose heart?!"
"Stop talking nonsense and get to work!"
The gray-haired young man cursed loudly and struck his chest with his right hand. The white matter filling the wound dispersed, revealing the horrific scar.
Without saying a word, Yan Qi took out the heart from the jar and stuffed it into the young man's chest. His movements were as rough as a monk hitting a wooden stake.
"...!"
Gongsun Ce let out an indescribable scream, and the new heart and blood vessels were once again connected with white matter, beating in the young man's chest.
"Okay, Gongsun boy..."
Yan Qi chuckled and raised the eyes of the Nether Dragon.
"middle!"
He flicked his finger, and the glass beads flew forward, hitting the heart of the superpower!
"you?!"
Neither of the two superpowers expected such a development. Gongsun Ce felt that all the blood in his body was about to flow backwards. Before he could make a move, he heard the man yell: "Move quickly!"
The gray-haired young man rarely cursed: "Are you crazy?"
He grabbed the black sword and pierced the tip of the sword into his heart with such force. The blood flowed out from the wound and did not fall to the ground. Instead, it followed the sword upward and submerged into the bloody cloth on the hilt.
Yan Qi took out the brush from his pocket and drew on the hilt of the sword at an extremely fast speed. He drew a neat five-pointed star and clapped his hand forward: "Seal!"
The ink pentagram pushed the black sword forward, but the sharp weapon that was supposed to pierce the young man's chest disappeared little by little at this moment, as if hiding in his heart. Until the end, even the spike at the end of the sword hilt was no longer visible. The ink star was printed on the wound in the heart, causing it to heal as before, then faded away and disappeared.
"Bastard thing..."
Gongsun Ce reluctantly filled the hole in his chest with white matter, cursed with his last strength, closed his eyes and passed out.
The World Creation Envoy took back his brush: "One more is not too much! It's done, let's have a celebration banquet!"
Miss Qin stood motionless: "Look, I'm ready to beat you up. What did you do just now?"
The tall man rubbed his chin and replied: "You have two bombs on hand. Once detonated, it will destroy the city at least, and affect the world at worst. And there is only one safe that can be used on site... What should you do?"
Qin Qianbai stared at him expressionlessly: "Find two more suitable safes that are not human."
Yan Qi laughed.
"Three years ago, there were many people who could hold swords, but now he is the only one left! Separating them is a bad idea, and the risk of accidents will double. Anyway, if something goes wrong, it will be over, so it is convenient and safe to simply seal them together."
"I don't believe it's just because of this."
"I still have my own considerations, but..." the tall man shrugged his shoulders, "This is none of your business!"
Before Yan Qi could finish his words, the martial arts girl couldn't bear it anymore. She stepped forward and punched the man's abdomen with her right fist, causing the bastard to roll on the ground holding his stomach.
"Little girl, just wait! I will definitely file a complaint with the old man. You won't get a penny in reward this time!!"
"Grandpa will join me in beating you when he sees this scene."
Qin Qianbai carried his unconscious friend on his back and walked to the man lying on the ground: "Where is Shigure-kun?"
The middle-aged man, who did not look like an adult, replied lazily: "The silly boy went to fight with the madman."
Miss Qin shook her head silently.
Everything she saw this afternoon was something she couldn't quite understand.
According to ordinary people's thinking, he should go to the hospital now, but Yan Qi just said that he would have a celebration party.
Anyway, it’s not life-threatening, so let’s go. She made a decision, followed the cursing man, and left the roof.
·
February 13th at 11pm sharp.
"Bastard thing!!"
The next second after recovering from coma, Gongsun Ce sat up angrily and roared.
"Wow, so scary. When did I offend you?"
The first person he saw was not the arrogant middle-aged man or the expressionless girl, but the obese young man he had just met in the afternoon.
Mo Yuankai was sitting at the reception table, peeling an orange with his hands.
The gray-haired young man looked around. He saw a TV occupying most of the wall and many familiar furnishings. Only then did he realize that he was lying on the intelligence dealer's sofa.
This is Mo Yuankai's home.
Gongsun Ce took off his glasses and covered his forehead: "I'm sorry, brother, I didn't mean it."
"Now I know how to call you big brother."
The gray-haired young man clasped his hands together.
"I wanted to remind you that something was wrong..."
"That's right. I've been calling you brother for 6 years, but the first thing I said when you came to the door today was Akai. I can tell there's something wrong with my knees." The obese young man threw the orange peel into the trash can, "I'm not as good at talking as you are. , I was sweating behind my back when I was chatting with her, for fear of revealing my secret. When I sent the message at the beginning, I didn’t just say that I wanted to ask for information and stop by to pick up something. I also said it before acting. "
Gongsun Ce shook his head: "Forget it, I didn't really confirm that she was not a hunter until after dinner."
"When did you understand hunters again?"
Even if you don't know anything about the hunter profession, you can still notice something fishy about Alice's expression.
Putting aside her ability to detect lies, how did Alice single-handedly chase down two vicious mages and escape before encountering herself? Even if Tyros and Capulo were busy looking for the entrance to the underground, they should not be beaten like that by hunters who only had Shadow Blue Orchid and Demon-Breaking Arrows...
The most reasonable explanation he could think of was that Alice's true strength far exceeded her own performance. After you have this level of vigilance and think about her remarks, you will naturally notice more unnatural things.
Gongsun Ce shrugged his shoulders: "She said that Tianji is a disaster among free people, a madman who only wants to fight. Let's not mention that Yan Qi is not warlike to that extent. Do you think the kingdom can give such information to its subordinates? Where can I change it? A subordinate of a knight cannot describe the man who took advantage of Superbia three years ago in this way."
Mo Yuankai thought for a while and said: "Fighting maniac, free man, disaster...not Tianji, but there is such a number one figure in the empire."
"Really?"
"My guess is that she deliberately mixed up the information for you and wanted you to be hostile to Mr. Yan. You think, since she got the kingdom's information, she must know that Tianji has a good relationship with the government. If she is really unlucky enough to meet him , isn’t it very reasonable to use your hostility to disrupt the situation and take the opportunity to escape?”
The agents of the United States were plotted before the official entry. If the kingdom was short of manpower as she said, then there would be a high probability that the people she would encounter in the future would be people from the empire. To be cautious, it is a reasonable choice to first use the name of popular science to confuse the information as a back-up plan.
As for the chance encounter of a person with super powers who would know the Creator himself, that was definitely not a development that Rei Shigure could have expected.
"Cleverness leads to cleverness..."
As soon as he said it, he felt that he was making fun of himself and quickly changed the topic: "Where is that bastard Yan Qi? He just stuffed the dragon's eyeball into my heart!"
"Don't blame Mr. Yan, he must have considered it." The obese young man handed over the orange, "Eat an orange to calm down."
"The orange is getting angry."
"Ice oranges will reduce the fire."
He took the orange and stuffed it into his mouth. The teeth bite through the cold pulp, letting the sweet and sour juice explode in the mouth, bringing an unspeakable sourness and a different kind of refreshment. The orange meat fell into the stomach, triggering a long-hidden hunger. Only then did he remember that the last time he had a serious meal was at a ramen shop, which was nearly five hours ago.
Along with hunger comes weakness and exhaustion. He covered his stomach with his left hand. Just when he was about to say that he was hungry, he found that his wrist was flexible, as if it had never been cut off.
The superpower lifted up his clothes and found that all the wounds previously filled with white matter had healed as before.
"Did you get a 'doctor' to come to your door?"
"You still want to be hospitalized with such a severe injury? You must use super powers to treat it." The intelligence dealer took out a can of Coke from the refrigerator, "Don't worry about money, Mr. Yan will reimburse you this time."
"There are no discounts for so many old customers."
"The 'doctor' walked away and said that he didn't learn his lesson after so many years, and he deserved to spend a lot of money on treatment after fighting like this."
"Don't blame me, you taught me by words and deeds. Do you have any late night snacks? I'm starving to death."
The obese young man shouted exaggeratedly: "Wow! Is this all my fault? Mr. Yan and the girl went to buy food and should be back soon. She has never been here before. Is she your girlfriend?"
"I've been single since I can remember, and I'm different from you." The superpower waved his hand, "I'll wash my face if I don't have anything to eat... Ouch, I'm really exhausted today... I'm sleepy and hungry."
The superpower walked to the bathroom on the first floor. The information dealer waited for a few seconds until he entered the door and then said: "I forgot to tell you, there is someone in the bathroom on the first floor."
