Tomorrow's Ark, raised by children

Zuo Xuanliao had nothing to say to the two people beside him who didn't seem to be in a hurry at all...

He just looked in the dark direction worriedly and kept telling himself.

—Senior is invincible.

The last few chapters will show the current combat effectiveness of the protagonist.

Then there are three or four chapters of the two-line narrative... and Kelsey's motives, which will be explained slowly.

"Kyosuke Kosaka's youth is really no problem"

Amateur, the word in Japanese refers to the kind of layman, layman, inexperienced, amateur and the like.

ps: The characters that appear in this work are all full (fake) QQ Group Yi⑥⑧②17⑦1

Volume Two: Different Routes to the Same Goal: Chapter 68 Chapter 65: Great Luck

wind and rain.

The manic night wind blows the slanting rain, evoking the biting chill in the dusk. The streets are empty, without lights, so there is no light... The black light absorbs everything, in the oppressive space transpiration.

And with the coming of a person, there is finally a little light in this darkest place.

It was a sword-shaped light... In the darkness, the light danced from time to time, like a burning flame.

The light source is held in the hand of a man.

The man strode forward in the stormy and dark night, without purpose, without reason...

But he just acted aimlessly.

If you can see the resolute look in the man's pupils, you can be sure how sober he is.

"Brother, how can an existence that has barely touched the edge of the rising giant beast be able to compete with this magical realm?"

Zhang Yubai spoke, as if talking to himself.

"A lot of times, these things don't need an exact reason."

A smiling man in a white costume appeared behind Zhang Yubai with squinted eyes. He looked like a strange ghost depicted in a horror folk tale, floating in mid-air.

Then he disappeared again... as if he had entered Zhang Yubai's body.

"Since things have appeared in front of us in a state of 'happening', there is no need for us to pursue the reasons... What should be done is to focus most of our attention on how to solve the problem. "

"Having said that...but I'm still curious. It's hard for me not to feel that the hidden enemy I'm facing on this trip...has unique skills, or in other words, has the power to fight the fragments of giant beasts. Power." Zhang Yubai clenched the light, or the sword, in his hand.

A sword hilt appeared in his hand, which was more real than the light.

"Relax," the existence known as the elder brother yawned, "More than ten years ago, we used our weak bodies to challenge Nian, Ling, and the age formed by your power. And broke it up? Such an existence is much stronger than ordinary giant beast fragments."

"I told you, this time, the existence that Si Suitai let you contact with is only the eleventh among the 12 of them, and it is more narrow-minded than the ninth year... It was impossible to deal with back then. You kill, now, a guy who needs to fight with an existence that is even worse than the previous year, why are you so afraid?"

Zhang Yubai frowned.

He scanned the surrounding environment with the light in his hand.

It's completely different from Bashan Town...

"The night here...is the night in Hejia Village." He came to such a conclusion, "It really is."

"To be honest, when he mentioned Phaedia's beast relative, I was thinking, it is impossible for him to be a willow fairy cultivated by a being who has the bloodline of the rising thing after being exposed to the gift of the beast owner... It's just a willow The relationship between immortals and the beliefs of Hejia Village, the God of the River really doesn't matter..."

The voice of "brother" sounded in my mind again.

Zhang Yubai frowned even deeper.

"If there is still such an existence under the control of Dayan... it can only show the seriousness of the matter-wait a minute, beast owner?"

"...Ah, you can understand it as...Forget it, I made a slip of the tongue."

The elder brother did not respond to Zhang Yubai's doubts.

"Brother, you are becoming more and more strange, especially after entering this world... What are you expecting?" Zhang Yubai asked abruptly.

"Expectation? No, no, no..."

"Brother, do you know? Sometimes... I even have an illusion... I once thought that you are not my brother."

The brother didn't reply again.

Zhang Yubai took a deep breath.

Suddenly, a piercing voice came from his ear, coming straight towards Zhang Yubai with hostility.

Zhang Yubai didn't look back, the hand that was stuck in his pocket because he didn't need to hold a sword before suddenly flashed out, under a burst of sharp sharp edges, a dry and hoarse scream squeezed out from the pierced throat... .

Zhang Yubai turned around calmly.

He raised the sword-shaped ball of light and illuminated it.

—the body of a humanoid.

The humanoid creature was holding a yellow sail, its eyes were bulging and bloodshot.His figure was swollen, but not ordinary edema. This was the swollen figure that people who suffered from famine would have.

He is no ordinary human being.

From the pierced throat, a little vibration can still be observed, followed by a low and vague sound.

"River...he...shen...."

River God?

Zhang Yubai's brows never relaxed.

"Drive the sky to protect, send the earth to protect, bless my people, happiness and well-being... Lord River God! Lord River God! Take me, take me! Let me be part of you—"

Strange, even contrary to the normality of the human body, this person who is about to lose his vocal function seems to have returned to the light, and suddenly speaks loudly with vitality, and the coherence and loudness of the voice even exceed what ordinary people can produce.

It is a voice that only certain people in the palace can make.

Zhang Yubai's eyes were quick, and he grasped it with his free hand. Immediately, the humanoid creature was pierced through the heart by a steel awl.

His pupils gradually became blank, and his eyeballs sank little by little... Accompanied by this, his swollen body began to shrink rapidly, like a deflated ball, and even sprayed continuously from the gaps in his body. With dark red blood.

Until... the original swollen body turned into a shriveled, paper-like shell.

Zhang Yubai's pupils contracted little by little, and he sensed another dangerous aura.

"Drive the sky to protect, send the earth to protect, bless my people, happiness and well-being... Drive the sky to protect, send the earth to protect..."

"......"

Suddenly there was a burst of singing from far to near behind him, as if it was a sacrifice at a ceremony.

Then came the sound of drums and heavy footsteps.

Such momentum...

Large number of people.

Zhang Yubai narrowed his eyes, and then flew the sword-shaped ball of light towards the sky.

"Xiao Lian! Get up!"

The shape of the sword has become much more realistic, and correspondingly, the light has weakened a bit... The current light is closer to the light reflected by metal.

Although I don't know... where does it reflect the light from.

But only a parade team appeared in front of Zhang Yubai.

Among them, some were beating their waist drums, some were holding yellow sails, and some... were holding red flags.

His steps were stiff, exuding a damp breath like a river ditch, like a dead salted fish.

It looks like... Zhang Yubai has had a lot of luck.

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There may be further adjustments for future updates... This manual review is one reason, and there are other personal reasons.

Keep it updated as much as possible.

Volume 69: Same goal by different routes: Chapter 66 Chapter 3: Mon[-]tr, tear them apart

The kerosene wick was still burning, and the warm light still filled the room.

Qin Siyi put on her clothes again, staring at the wooden board that sealed the window, thinking about something.

She looked as if she was in a daze, and there was no light in her pupils.

As for Dr. Feilin... She took out a notebook full of handwritten words from nowhere, flipped through it, and wrote something on the paper with the pen from a country other than Yan Country from time to time.

Only Zuo Xuanliao is still in a half-blank state.

He doesn't know what's wrong with him... He is obviously full of worries about his senior in his heart, but he doesn't have any thoughts of taking action...

It was as if my whole body was covered by viscous water. Although I don't know why, I always felt like a diaphragm... It was very uncomfortable, as if my nose was stuffed, I couldn't breathe, and my head was dizzy.

And on top of those feelings, there's a sense of being watched...a chill down the spine.

It's like a snake wrapped around itself.

"This...candle holder, are you from the Zuo family?"

Kelsey asked while flipping through the notebook.

"Ah, I am." Zuo Xuanliao was stunned for a moment, then replied. "I don't know doctor, how did you know?"

"Inference." Kelsey replied simply, without elaborating too much.

"Then you... mention this, what questions do you have?"

"No."

"......"

What a difficult doctor.

Zuo Xuanliao scratched the roots of his hair in distress.

The Zuo family is a prominent family in the Yan Kingdom. As a direct descendant, Zuo Xuanliao had to learn various etiquettes since he was a child.

You can't talk while eating, but whoever dares to violate...you will be hungry all day, and you have to face the wall and think for three hours.

You can't play with the children of ordinary people. If you are caught, you will be whipped thirty times with willow sticks.

Also can't have bad mantras, or other habits...such as Erlang legs, flicking tongue, smacking lips...

While cultivating these basic accomplishments, Zuo Xuanliao's elders also paid great attention to flexibility.

And the so-called flexibility... is to let Zuo Xuanliao have "emotional intelligence", and it is a very high emotional intelligence, which is enough to be used in various fields.

He learned the art of speaking, he knew how to read the face and look, and he also knew how to identify the nature of people... He knew what kind of people to talk to, what to say to what kind of occasions, and even He has learned to manage even the smallest movements.

But when facing Kelsey, he suddenly felt that all the etiquette and speaking skills he had learned since he was a child... were no longer useful.

The ridiculously cultivated emotional intelligence, in front of the stone wall that does not reveal any gaps, is ridiculously like a mass of air.

"Hmm..." He bit his lip.

"Brother Xuan Liao, what troubles do you have?"

At this time, Qin Siyi stretched her body as if waking up from a big dream, then turned to look at Zuo Xuanliao beside her, and asked.

"Ah, no no."

"If you are worried about Mr. Zhang... maybe we can go out together." Qin Siyi continued, "Anyway, so far, we have almost done the things that the storyteller clearly described as not to be done."

"No." Kelsey closed the notebook and turned her gaze away.

Zuo Xuanliao felt that those eyes... were as cold as ice in northern Xinjiang.

"Miss Qin, in my opinion... Your condition has deteriorated again?"

"Doctor, what you said...ha, I... I'm not that unbearable, I'm just tired."

Qin Siyi's expression was ugly.

Obviously after the acupuncture just now, her complexion is much ruddy...

However, after recovering from the daze-like silence just now, her face was as white as paper and frightening.