"Ahem..."

The woman's weak cough was full of torture, and the pain might spread little by little with her broken body.

Qin Yue got some information about her identity during the communication with her, and learned about the object and location of this "equivalent exchange" task.

"You don't have to know the name of a dead person... If you really want a code name, I'm a warlock, so call me a warlock, even though my knowledge is worthless to your region.

During the exchange with the warlock, Qin Yue learned about the birth of another tragedy.

Warlocks also live on a planet dominated by civilization, and their civilization has a long history of mysterious power like Leiden, and the birth and development of early native gods is also very developed.

This is how they think about the "gods".

Beings blessed by the outside world will gradually master the corresponding rules, starting from the native planet to open the path of no return for transcendent sainthood.

But the excessive birth of gods often indicates that the invisible "barrier" to protect the territory will gradually disappear.

She is a warlock, and the god she believes in is the "Warlock God", a powerful and reliable native deity, and the warlock does not explain much, but it is very likely that something bad has happened to him.

And Qin Yue's "extra" task was to kill this god.

The description of the deal was that if the warlock died prematurely, then her share of ethereal power would be returned to Qin Yue. If she can successfully kill that god, she may still have a glimmer of life?

She was so tired that she would faint after a few words, and the long-term illness and the torment of "sound power" seemed to be a great burden for her.

She needs to recuperate for a while, and then she will lead Qin Yue to a new expansion area.

Qin Yue's desire to find out clearly trumped the blockade, and according to the warlock, the territory where she was banished was a fallen place full of "chaos" and "madness" gods.

Countless monsters lurking in the shadows cannibalize and multiply, countless dangerous and deadly rare products grow from the corpses of gods, inherit power, precipitate power, exiles, and maniacs who pursue power. Travelers from all over the world.

Is this a neutral zone mixed with opportunity and power, a broken homeland?

Some mysterious incarnations of the "Death Thug", "Blood-Eating Descendants", "Four-Hand Jackal Legion" and "Mechanical Brotherhood"

are dormant here, quietly waiting for the growth of waves of leeks.

An old acquaintance?

Qin Yue heard a name from it.

The "blood-eating descendants" of the "Lord of the Night".

Now I had to go to muddy waters, and the whip from the soul made Qin Yue feel worried. It's time for the intruders to pay a price.

Qin Yue didn't like to talk, and her way of thinking was different from ordinary people.

She sensed a hint of concealment in the dark blond-haired woman's words, which had already given a lot of vague information.

She has her own plans... But it didn't seem to be harmful to Qin Yue.

From the time the "contract" was signed, this unequal treaty was already bound.

According to common sense, only dependents can ask for the favor of the gods, and if they bravely crave the help of a god, they will definitely be infected with the breath of the other party.

So...... Why did a young woman who looked like she was struggling to survive not be infected with Qin Yue's breath at all, even the slightest.

Is it the power that comes from the "voice"?

A person who faces the indescribable tree of flesh and blood and still does not change his face.

What Qin Yue is best at is piecing together some broken stories, and the fetish of collecting often allows her to understand the truth.

She began to look forward to the day when she invaded.

A chaotic place where there is no civilization exists, it is the best place to raise dependents and train warriors.

......

The proliferation of the mother tree is also going very well.

Qin Yue hung on the huge branch, looking at the nest eggs that were proliferating with a smile.

Different from the moment she was born, today's family is very happy.

Whether it is an infant or a newborn nutrition, it can be guaranteed to the maximum.

And Qin Yue was a young son struggling in a thunderstorm, if he hadn't had enough wisdom, with his weak appearance and strength, he would have been buried in the mouth of the most ordinary evil.

Perhaps because the place of birth was too bad, Qin Yue made these nest eggs look less distorted and terrifying, and from a distance, they looked like fruits hanging from trees.

The skin that revealed a dark luster was also more worthy of being the first meal of the dependents than the frustrating frustrated flesh and blood.

She is tending to a sense of swarming....

The entire ethnic group can actually be understood as her, every heir and every piece of flesh and blood comes from the original "little black group".

If Qin Yue wanted to, she could "take" the body of any dependent, and then resurrect it with her own flesh and blood.

Every little guy here is his own flip, but his intelligence and ability are too weak, and the gradually maturing network of dependents seems to represent a new state of life belonging to Qin Yue.

The part of the "mother" has obviously become a "mythical life" that is beyond common sense, and the part of the "voice" finally gains precious sensibility after receiving the grace of the "mother".

That was Qin Yue's part of the human race, and it was also the last bottom line for Qin Yue to have a self-concept.

When the shell of the homeland disintegrates, the true gods will be born through the false and useless shell.

Your existence is skillfully maintained by an equilibrium that is constantly facing collapse, will the swaying human nature be sublimated and grown, or will it be completely shattered to create a real "abnormal life"?

There is no way back anymore.

Qin Yue didn't want to disintegrate... She doesn't want to die yet.

She was only three months old, because she had only lived for three months. Whoever wants to deprive her of her right to exist, then she will destroy all opponents who stand in her way. With this torturous power.

......

"I don't remember what my parents looked like for a long time, leaving me alone in this broken place for many years."

"At the beginning of the catastrophe, they left me who was still in cram school to go on a New Year's Eve trip."

"Then there was no news, and I forgot where they went."

Yan Chongyang said something without saying a word, obviously he was in a good mood, and he also looked away from these things.

"Actually, I'm even more sad that they didn't take me with them, because I got so bad on the exam that year."

A beautiful woman with black hair sits in the driver's seat, holding the steering wheel with one hand and fiddling with various strange god and Buddha pendants on the car with the other. Presumably, the owner has a good relationship with her.

"Take the liberty of asking, Brother Gu's boss..."

Yan Chongyang asked with some curiosity.

In his eyes, he can cultivate a studious and "self-reliant" strong woman (thug) like Miss Qin, and her family is definitely an old-timer in the exploration world.

Young people like to imagine.

Five big and three thick body shapes, firm faces, black vests, knife edge licking blood, age around fifty, the iron-blooded strong men in the movie are like this. Such a hero is estimated to be able to cultivate a daughter who does not change color and twists the neck of the alien.

"Xiao Gu is my mother's handyman. But I have to say that he is quite reliable. "

It's not completely without merit." (very whispered Divenka)"

said Ōsato with a grin, his beautiful face showing a sly smile, two dark eyes narrowed slightly, and a familiar smile appeared symbolically.

"Long live Mom!"

Yan Chongyang turned his head stiffly.

The image in my mind has changed.

Shoulder-length hair, a blend of gray and black, an elderly middle-aged woman, a slab face, an old-school and majestic teacher look.

For a struggling young man who is busy begging for a living, this may be the most demanding appearance in the imagination. The image of this person has a source, from the most rigorous teacher in memory, the culprit who caused him to not be able to travel because he failed the nervous exam.

However, it seems that Miss Qin, who is a little "rebellious", has a good relationship with her mother.

Presumably her mother was as tall as she was.

It is a pity that the two "people" have completely different concepts of motherhood....

The descendants of human beings are the continuation of the bloodline, and Qin Yue's heirs are the mysterious products of countless self-consciousness.

In the end, Da Lizeng is also Qin Yue, just a split individual, just like the source generated in the data flow.

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