Crocodile's Ark of Tomorrow

The eyelids of the other two dog heads were also trembling, as if they might wake up at any moment, and attack Gard together with the awakened head.

However, a funny opera sound suddenly sounded in the wilderness, and a beautiful tent appeared in its sight, and the three-headed dog suddenly lost its sound.

It bowed its head in silence and closed its eyes.

It was a theater troupe, and some figures could be seen flashing past in the tent from a distance. The people inside seemed to be rehearsing for the next play.

"Would you like to come in and see our new member's upcoming drama?"

An expectant voice rang in Gard's ear, like a big hand suddenly grabbing his heart, causing Gard's ascension power to spread out unconsciously.

At this moment, Gard felt threatened.

"No, I have my own things to do."

Gard's tone became tough unconsciously, his fingers trembled slightly, as if he wanted to hold something, hold his weapon!

"Really, that's a pity."

The voice that reached his head seemed to be really regretting that he had lost a good audience, and he tried his best to keep it.

"If you are free next time, our troupe sincerely looks forward to your next visit."

Gard ignored the voice and continued to move forward.

He was a little scared, afraid that if he stayed here, he couldn't help but fight with the other party!

God?Behemoth?

Gard wasn't sure, but the last time he felt the threat of death was when he first entered the hot land and faced the black dragon.

This made him... couldn't help but get excited.

Gard wondered if he could beat the owner of that voice.

For the master of the voice, He is whole.

A complete behemoth! ?

But he didn't intend to do anything, if he took the initiative to attack, it would be too impolite.

Restraining his desire, Gard continued to move forward.

He was actually a little disappointed. When fighting the warships before, the Colombian warships were weaker than he imagined, and the warship's shells couldn't even break through his defense.

He prefers a fiercer fight, a fight that puts his life on the line.

After Gard left, the troupe in the wilderness returned to silence.

The three-headed dog quietly opened its eyes, only to find that no one noticed it, and then heaved a sigh of relief, and licked the cheek of the little girl from the Pelo tribe who was leaning on it.

The little girl seemed to feel something.

She rubbed her eyes with her hands, as if trying to open them.

But the three-headed dog's soft body was like a big bed, which made her small body sink deeply, and she didn't want to get up at all.

Galder felt that he was approaching the end of his empire of consciousness.

During the process, he saw a lot of weird dream worlds, some ignored him, some avoided him when they saw it, and some wanted to absorb him.

Finally, Galder came to a long stretch of mountains.

Lianfeng went to the sky without a foot, and withered pine hung upside down against the cliff.

The turbulent waterfalls and streams are scrambling, and the cliffs turn rocks and thunder.

These few poems popped up in Galder's mind inexplicably. The scene in front of him was not sketched in his mind, but the dream of a giant beast.

Fluttering like a legacy of independence, emergence and immortality.

Climbing up the steps, three mountains and eighteen bees, Gard walked step by step to the gazebo of the highest mountain. He saw a woman in white silk and white clothes leaning against the pillar of the mountain gazebo, with her eyes closed and a hand in her hand. Holding a wine gourd, shaking it.

This mountain, this scene, this person!

Gard knew who the person in front of him was.

"make!"

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Volume 71 Day in Columbia: Chapter [-] Why We Should Meet by Destiny

"make!"

One syllable, one character.

From Minos to Yan Kingdom, it passed through several countries, countless city-states, tens of thousands of miles away.

Gard knew it when he saw the woman in front of him.

My thoughts are correct.

The territory of the Empire of Consciousness is connected to the entire continent of Terra. Terra has very advanced communication technology, but due to various environments, there is no way for various city-states to communicate through the construction of base stations.

But what if the communication depends on the origin stone?

No matter in any corner of Terra, traces of Origin Stone can be found. Gard does not know whether the Empire of Consciousness is artificially created, but using Origin Stone as a communication base station, even if they are far apart, they can communicate in time.

The Originium skills of the Nightmare Knights inspired Gard, and the unique network of the sea descendants, which is different from the Empire of Consciousness, gave Gard the idea of ​​establishing his own communication channel in the Empire of Consciousness.

In the final analysis, it was because of Gard's desire to possess and protect.

He wants to protect the people he loves from harm, but it is difficult for him to be with Sereya, Gavial and others all the time.

Each of them has their own pursuit, their own dreams.

What Garde can do is to set up as many insurances as possible, so that when they need help, they can lend a helping hand in time.

Most importantly, it's really convenient!

Anyway, it doesn't take much effort, he just needs to lay the foundation well, and Origin Stone will build him a house by itself, and then bring the people he likes into the empire of consciousness.

Among the majestic mountain peaks and gazebos, the tall crocodile man hugged his chest, fell into his own fantasy, and nodded from time to time.

He was happy, but the person he had been staring at misunderstood his reaction.

"I'm just so good-looking, it's worth your attention? You call me by my name as soon as you come here, but you don't say a word. What do you want me to do?"

Three thousand blue silk like a waterfall, a woman with a pair of dragon horns on her head propped her cheeks, and flicked her long and slender tail like celadon lightly, just in front of a pair of long snow-white legs.

She looked up at Gard, anyway, she had to look up when she was standing, and she had to look up when she was sitting, so it was better to lie down.

Unrestrained and unrestrained, do whatever you want.

That's her nature.

Gard came back to his senses and knew that he had been a little rude just now, but he acted and sat upright, so there was nothing embarrassing about it.

"Miss Ling is naturally pretty."

Gard's eyes were frank and frank, and his words were not compliments. Whether it was the aesthetics of his previous life or the local aesthetics of Terra, Ling's figure and appearance were worthy of the words.

"It seems as if the moon is covered by light clouds, and the snow flutters like the flowing wind."

"Elegant and refined, free and easy and charming."

"If I hadn't already had a wife, I would definitely have fallen in love with Miss Ling."

What I said earlier was very good, especially those two poems that I had never heard before, which made my eyes shine even more, and I even wondered if the man in front of me really had something wrong with me.

But after hearing Gard's words, Ling immediately knew that he had misunderstood.

How could there be someone who would bluntly say that he had a wife when he was courting a woman?

However, this dispelled Ling's initial bad feelings.

Because the two poems Gard chanted at the beginning were really good.

"Those two poems, were you writing them yourself?"

"It's nothing more than picking up the wisdom of the predecessors."

Gard said honestly, he can compose poems like shit, soy sauce poems are almost the same.

"You're being honest."

Ling didn't think too much about it, after all, those two lines of poems were not up to par, and he might not be able to compose them at all.

"Your last name is Zuo?"

Looking at Gard, Ling asked.

"How did you find out here?"

This is her conscious world, and logically speaking, no one can enter without her consent.

Left name?

Gard shook his head.

"Miss Ling, I'm not from Yan Country, it's just an accident that I entered this place."

"Aren't you from Yan Kingdom?"

"Although there are some origins, to be frank, I'm just an Adacles from a remote area, and I have nothing to do with the Yan Kingdom."

The country of Yan is the country of Yan, and the previous life is the previous life.

Gard still doesn't think of a feudal dynasty in another world as his former motherland.

Does it match?

Gard shook his head.

"That's interesting."

Noticing the disdain in Gard's eyes, Ling couldn't help being a little interested. She once traveled around the countries of Terra in her dreams, but in comparison, Yan Country has done well.

Is it because of ignorance, or because of other reasons.

This man in front of him actually looks down on Yan Guo?

Even though he was in Yan Country, he used to put on armor for Yan Country, and dreamed of going back to the Blowing Horn Company, but it is impossible to say that he is loyal and involves some stories.

Therefore, Ling didn't mind Gard's attitude towards Yan Kingdom.