On the night of October 16, 2032, it started to rain lightly in Fengcheng.
On the tenth anniversary of dendrosis, survivors of the disaster laid flowers in the city center square. Sky lanterns symbolizing blessings were suspended on the sea. There were huge billboards on the streets to commemorate those who died due to the resistance. Heroes who died from the virus.
The traffic lights on the street changed alternately. Lu Zicheng scanned the QR code in the supermarket and bought a lollipop. He looked at the bustling night and said softly: "Before you know it, it's been ten years."
Ten years have passed, his appearance has changed a lot, his temperament has become much more stable, he has completely given up smoking, and he even has a calmer temperament.
A bit like his commander dad.
Black Mercedes-Benzes were parked on the side of the road, and thugs in suits and ties were patrolling around.
There were red dots looming on the tall buildings everywhere, forming a tight protection for him.
The cold and charming woman got down from the driver's seat and handed him a mobile phone.
Lu Zicheng frowned and took the call: "Did the dimension invasion of Fuso Shrine appear again?"
On the phone, Liuli's voice was still cold: "Don't worry, when Vice President Ying arrived, the blood of the ancestor had already dyed the earth red. I just want to inform you that Fengdu needs someone to deal with the aftermath. With your sister's character, no I’m so suitable for handling these things, and I have to rely on you.”
Lu Zicheng was stunned: "Who killed him?"
Not many people can achieve such a strong record.
The most likely one is currently unlikely to appear in Fengdu.
"Of course it's the new king of the dark world."
Liuli said indifferently: "See you later."
The phone hangs up.
Lu Zicheng muttered: "So it's her."
Chen Qing put away the phone, glanced at him, and said in a cold voice: "What's so strange? She can travel to any place in the world at will, and she just takes him to relax."
"Speaking of which, I haven't visited them in a long time."
Lu Zicheng put his arm around her shoulders and said with a smile, "Honey, do you want to meet me?"
Chen Qing rolled her eyes at him: "Don't call me that outside, Deputy Commander."
"Isn't it because my sister is not here?"
Lu Zicheng shrugged: "This woman is really too young to get married. The last time I introduced her to a blind date, she was so frightened that she said she didn't dare to practice... But now she brings her sea and land The Air Force and the Air Force are all over the world to put down primitive disasters, so they don’t have time to deal with personal matters, right?”
Chen Qing snorted: "Commander Lu is a ninth-level Taixuan God. Marriage is not very important to her. And as far as I know, Professor Cheng helped her adapt to the third method last month. Her strength has once again improved to a new level, and it is more than enough to defeat ten."
"What's the use of being strong? The sacrifice is IQ."
Lu Zi presented the car and yawned: "Fortunately, Uncle Mu is keeping an eye on her, so I'm not worried about her continuing to act recklessly."
Chen Qing sat in the driver's seat, started the engine with his retina, and then switched to the automatic driving mode of the Deep Space Network. He said angrily: "Speaking of which, Uncle Mu's daughter Wanwan has been promoted to the seventh level of Sanctuary level Zen. Oh, I’m only one level behind you.”
"Fu Chaoyang is about to pass the seventh-level trial and be promoted to the Yajushi Master."
A smile appeared on her lips: "Young people are amazing."
Lu Zicheng sighed with emotion in his eyes: "Yes, it's not as good as before."
Ten years have passed since the battle of Kailash.
It has been ten years since the world of order was reorganized.
In the past ten years, the inheritance path has been cut off. Human beings can no longer inherit extraordinary power in the same way as before. They can only rely on more difficult life and death trials and pray to the sun.
Pray for original responses.
If the young god is awake, he may be able to try to repair the inheritance path.
But now he has been sleeping for a full ten years and there is still no sign of waking up.
Human beings can only rely on thoughts beyond their limits to try to awaken a trace of their subconscious.
This leads to spiritual sublimation.
This process is very difficult, but humans must evolve.
Ten years ago during the Battle of Gangrenboqi, the Zhulong completely disappeared from the universe, the Kirin surpassed its limit and swallowed the original and fell into a deep sleep. Suzaku tried to burn down the entire planet in extreme anger, but was eventually defeated by Xi He with the supreme power. Without any force to stop it, the supreme masters of the Zhuzhao series almost died together.
The final result was that Venerable Xihe returned to his world and fell asleep.
Lord Suzaku still remains in the real world.
Now the enemy has not given up his determination to destroy this planet. The terrifying god did not fall after the decisive battle on Mount Kailash, but returned to his Fuso Shrine.
The epic primitive disaster also lasted for a full ten years.
"As long as these young people are here, we will have a future."
Lu Zicheng smiled silently: "How are Lai Yin and Lin Dong doing?"
Chen Qing shook his head and reported: "They also atone for their sins at Zhanshan Temple near Luodong Community."
"Well, the two vice-presidents are in charge of Fengcheng. Even if she has to go out sometimes, there is no need to worry about Xiao Gu's safety. It's strange to say that Xiao Gu has a fighting spirit even in a sleeping state. In this world Who can touch him?"
Lu Zicheng complained with a lollipop in his mouth: "Eight years ago he advanced in his sleep. I just walked in with two pounds of eggs and almost gave me a heart attack."
Let alone him, the entire Fengcheng was almost annihilated at that time.
Strong dimensional disorder occurred on half of the planet, and traffic in more than a hundred countries was suspended.
"Rhine and Lindong are not here to protect Xiao Gu, but to protect the victims and innocent people. Otherwise... if they are stimulated, it will be a supreme-level primitive disaster."
Chen Qing said quietly: "It's terrible."
Lu Zicheng also shuddered and said angrily: "Okay, let's go back to the headquarters."
"Our vacation isn't over yet."
Chen Qing was surprised and suddenly became serious: "What's the matter?"
"Our president wants to move the deep space headquarters to Fengcheng."
Lu Zicheng spread his hands: "It's not a big deal."
Chen Qing was surprised: "Can Vice President Jiang agree?"
"Can't."
Lu Zicheng looked helpless: "But when did his opinion matter?"
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In Yunmengze, the lake filled with white mist is as calm as a mirror, with a lone boat making waves in the water.
"I'm telling you, don't even think about it. How can the laws of our ancestors be changed at a moment's notice? All past presidents have never thought of this. Why are you so special?"
Jiang Ziye's smiling fox face was full of helplessness, and he said with righteous indignation: "It's impossible for those aristocratic families in the Magic City to move with you. Who can look after them after you leave? You don't care about such an important institution as the Central Spiritual Shu Academy. ?Even if Chen Bojun becomes the dean, he still can’t control it!"
Someone responded indifferently: "Shut up."
Jiang Ziye wiped his face hard: "I am the vice president. In theory, I am not as senior as your official, but my purpose is to supervise you! This is the last order of the previous president!"
The president was sitting on the bow of the ship, his long crimson hair swaying in the mist, and his voice was as clear as the collision of swords: "Let me ask you, is she or I the president now?"
Jiang Ziye was stunned: "You."
The President nodded slightly: "Then what's the use of her death? If she has the ability, she will come back and sit back in this position."
Jiang Ziye was dumbfounded: "How come the president has raised such traitors as you?"
"It's a traditional art of order, just get used to it."
"Row your boat," commanded the president.
"Don't talk to me in that tone, I'm not your servant!"
Jiang Ziye expressed dissatisfaction: "Don't think that because your husband is so powerful, I'm afraid of you! I won't agree to this. We are all people who want to leave a name in history. You did such a rebellious thing, but I couldn't If I stop you, what will future generations say about me? Ying Changsheng will not agree!"
The president responded calmly: "I don't care."
Jiang Ziye said earnestly: "Auntie, you must not be unreasonable."
The president glanced back at him, the deep red in his eyes like bloody lightning.
"I am a barbarian."
Jiang Ziye almost spat out blood.
The white mist boils, and the lake surface is uneasy and turbulent, causing dense ripples.
The president raised his head and looked into the depths of the mist. His voice was arrogant and cold: "I thought you died in sleep. Since you knew I was coming, why didn't you come out to greet me?"
A pair of terrifying eyes lit up in the deepest part of the mist.
Someone said with a half-smile but not a smile: "I originally thought that among the guardians of order in the past, Taihua was the most arrogant and rude. It wasn't until I met you that I understood the meaning of being better than someone who is inferior to others."
Jiang Ziye listened to the thunderous roar, vaguely mixed with human language.
He wiped his sweat without leaving a trace.
The president disagreed, and his voice was as indifferent as before: "If you knew what I said to that old bastard in Guixu, you would know that I am already very polite to you. In my opinion, you are just ahead of me It’s just been born for hundreds of millions of years, it’s nothing special.”
"If we were born in the same era, you may not be the one who achieves supreme status."
She raised her stern beautiful eyes: "Do you believe it?"
The god in the mist was silent for a long time, and a huge sigh echoed in the lake: "First of all, my brother is not a turtle. His life forms are diversified. You can't just bully him because he is too lazy to get angry. This is not right. Okay. Secondly, you have ruined my Tianyan Pavilion, what else can you ask me to say? Finally, your husband is great, so whatever you say is what you want."
The President stared into his eyes without saying a word.
"I know what you want to do when you come to me."
The god in the mist responded: "Even I don't have any way to wake him up. The new rules have begun. Or you can try to wait for me for a thousand years. After my trinity returns to its peak state, I can probably help you. Think of a way."
The president shook his red hair and responded coldly: "A thousand years is too long."
The lake rippled, and the sound of sharp swords echoed faintly, like thunder.
There are hidden turbulences and whirlpools at the bottom of the lake.
"Then I'll find you another sword."
The pair of terrifying eyes in the white mist looked down at her, and his voice echoed like a great bell: "Don't ask me where the bones of King Qing have gone. I can't find them. But I can tell you that Jing Ci has already He is about to break free of the seal, and Lu Shu is no longer his opponent after ten years."
The president was slightly startled: "Mr. Jing?"
The god said this: "Jing Ci plundered the third method of Lu Shu."
This would have been impossible ten years ago.
Now the world of order has also mastered the method of mass production of the third method. In addition to the adaptors having strong enough talent, the changes in the Colorless Throne and the genetic structure diagram are also crucial. They also need to be assisted by the secret technique of spiritual blending, and The source of the third law and so on.
This technology is now being carried forward in the hands of Cheng Yuyu, and the little fat man himself has made a name for himself with it, and was named the youngest professor in the history of the Central Spiritual Shu Academy.
It is hard to imagine that Mr. Jing could master the third method on his own after being sealed for ten years.
"I understand, I will send someone to meet him."
The president hummed: "Before the decisive battle, won't you and your brother come to help?"
Hoarse laughter echoed in the mist.
"You know, my brother attracted something."
The god sighed: "It is not appropriate for us to come forward, otherwise we will only cause more trouble."
The president thought for a while and waved his hand: "Then I'll go home."
Jiang Ziye bowed slightly and saluted, turned around and rowed away.
The white mist dispersed in the wind, and the gentle and jade-like man lay on the vast lake, murmuring softly: "Tang Ling, you are so amazing, far stronger than the original Taihua... Let me see, you How did he become so strong? Well, he absorbed the original power through dual cultivation."
He paused: "I admire you."
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The night is dark, the moon climbs on the branches, and the room echoes with beautiful singing.
"もうあなたからあいされることも, ひつようとされることもない..." Su Youzhu, with her platinum short hair loose, gently wiped the blood on the Tiancongyun sword repeatedly with a wet towel, and sat on the bedside and hummed softly. , the song is melodious and melodious.
Ten years have passed, and she has hardly changed at all. Her ice-like face is still young and delicate. Under the loose pink nightgown is a slim and slender body, with porcelain white and delicate skin.
The boy sleeping peacefully on the pink princess bed looks like a thousand-year-old mural.
"There is always something busy in the dark world recently. More and more people want to defect to the Suzaku clan and seek opportunities to evolve. I have no choice but to kill them all."
Su Youzhu rested her chin on her hands, stared at the man's sleeping face, lowered her head and kissed him gently on the lips: "President Taihua's original vision has come true. The dark world has become the so-called Anbu, responsible for doing things on the bright side. It's dirty work that can't be done in public. Otherwise, Tang Ling would be under too much pressure."
She smiled silently: "She hasn't come home to see you in half a month."
The man never responded.
"I went out tonight because a new ancestor appeared in the Suzaku clan. If you are still awake, you should feel familiar. Well, the ancestor of the ghost car. Unfortunately, it is not the previous one. Otherwise, I can also experience killing His pleasure.”
Su Youzhu helped him take care of his forehead hair and said softly: "On this trip, I got news that your teammates in the Omega Sequence have also been successfully promoted to ministerial level. Meng Gong and Meng Ye are still doing archaeology in the jurisdiction, trying to find The way to wake you up, Shu Guang and Poison Master are also very accomplished in medicine... Oh, do you know who the new chief instructor of the Omega Sequence is?"
She has a cold nature, is taciturn, and cherishes words like gold.
Only in front of him would I say so many words at once.
"Ji Xiaoyu."
Su Youzhu hesitated to speak: "This generation of Omega sequence may be finished."
"It's over, it's completely over!"
The Parrot King screamed from the bedside table: "The future of mankind is completely ruined!"
Before he could finish his words, he was struck off by a chubby paw.
The orange cat looked down at the stupid bird with disdain in his eyes.
Su Youzhu touched the cat's head and muttered: "Sure enough, every big orange can't escape the fate of getting fat. Obviously I have tried my best to control your diet, but you can still go to your parents' place to eat. Drink. Is the cat raised by the Supreme Lord so willful?"
Meow.
The orange cat rubbed her palm affectionately.
Ten years have passed and the cat has become as fat as a tiger.
Even if Skylark comes back from the dead, he probably won't dare to recognize this big fat cat when he sees it.
"Dad has not been in good health recently. He has been depressed since mom left. If it hadn't been for a priest to renew his life, he might have been gone long ago."
Su Youzhu said quietly: "That woman is back to take care of him now. When we meet again after being separated for so many years, the atmosphere between the two is very awkward. I don't know what to do."
Her beautiful eyes were deep and her eyelashes trembled slightly: "If you can wake up, you will definitely be able to handle it. At least you won't let me be caught in the middle."
There was a sound of the door lock turning outside the living room.
Tang Ling is back.
(End of chapter)
