Tomorrow's Ark, raised by children

......*Yan Guo foul language*

Even if he, Zhang Yubai, has great abilities, it is still difficult to face the behavior that is close to cheating.

What's more, the river god's methods are more than that.

While causing the walking corpses on the ground to display their ability to seduce souls, the river god waved his hands.

Suddenly, those originally upright buildings distorted, as if they had become virtual images in a distorting mirror, stretched and thinned one by one, and then merged together, pushing towards Zhang Yubai like an overwhelming mountain.

At the same time, those white snakes spewing letters also slanted towards Zhang Yubai with a torrent of viscous liquid.

In the blink of an eye, countless sword-shaped shadows flashed, and the distorted building was instantly cut into countless pieces...

This was caused by the phantom of Xiao Lian.

At the same time, Zhang Yubai's whole body burst out with fierce thunder, and bursts of explosions caused layers of sonic booms, blasting away all obstacles blocking the way, and Zhang Yubai rushed straight ahead.

If the attacks that sweep towards him are mountains and seas, then he is... the creator of the world!

Just when the cascading barriers were broken and the light reappeared, Zhang Yubai discovered that the white snake in front of him, which had not been wiped out, suddenly turned into a...

The appearance of the river god...

Volume Two: Different Routes to the Same Goal: Chapter 88 Chapter 84: The Painter in the Picture, My Sister

Seeing the river god getting closer and closer in front of him, Zhang Yubai cried out inwardly that something was wrong.

The river god opened his arms, and his pupils that flashed like fire released a chilling light that captured people's hearts and souls.

Dangerous, extremely dangerous!

He seemed to want to hug himself, just like a mother who hugs a child returning home, but... that kind of embrace is completely different from the warm embrace of a mother!Being hugged by this monster will only end in death!

The sound of the wind rang in his ears, and at Zhang Yubai's speed, it was almost impossible to change the fact that he had crashed into the River God.

As long as there is no existence called God, as long as its essence is not a deception, then... must have the authority to crush mortals.

What Zhang Yubai has seen is already tricky enough.

That's all for the walking corpses on the ground.

Those walking corpses showed the vigorous momentum of black clouds pressing down on the city, making people feel that even if there is really a heavily guarded city in front of them, they can destroy the city and crush the enemy.

Looking down from the sky, they look like a line of ants that can't be seen at a glance——Zhang Yubai really hopes that they are really ants!But they are not, they are walking corpses that can seduce people's souls alone.

The storyteller, that is, Mr. Cooking Umbrella, said that when you meet someone holding a red flag, you can only run, but now?The fucking black is full of people holding red flags!

The black-and-white impermanence bull-headed horse-face who is professionally ecstasy had to stop seeing this battle, and bowed to the leader of the gang of walking corpses, the River God, and flatteringly said, "Brother, please go slowly, let alone Zhang Yubai's footsteps!" What about weak humans?

Zhang Yubai closed his eyes and held his breath...

"boom!"

There was no expected bloody scene of a mother embracing her son. There was only a loud sound, as if the sound of mountains colliding with mountains, and a sharp wave of air that distorted the nearby air.

Suddenly there was a floating material platform under Zhang Yubai's feet, with his elbows facing outwards, he used his authority to create a point of force just a moment ago, and then borrowed the axial force from the soles of his feet to his waist and hips, and used a domineering elbow strike!

Even a god would have to die in the face of such an impact, right?

After all, gods are also living things, and as long as they are living things, they can be killed.

But contrary to common sense, the river god who was hit head-on by such a powerful and brutal attack was like a normal person, calmly waiting for Zhang Yubai to hit him again in the position after being knocked back.

The corners of Zhang Yubai's mouth twitched.

Could it be that physical attacks are useless to this product?

He borrowed the momentum brought by the thunder method to fly upwards, distanced himself from the river god at his feet, and then used the thunder in his palm to launch a series of bombardments at the opponent.

At the same time, the Xiao Lian also flew over, and it turned into countless black lines that appeared as shadows under the daytime, like flying shackles, wrapping around the river god bombarded by Leifa in circles, showing A black, meteor-like gesture.

But even with such a violent attack, after the smoke cleared, the River God remained unscathed.

It's just that the viscous liquid that originally wrapped him has faded a lot, almost completely disappearing.

Zhang Yubai took the time to look at the shadow of the crystalline life form in the distance, estimated the distance, and let out a sigh of relief.

Enough is enough.. Enough is enough.

"Brother, can you control him with the authority of the year? I mean...the restriction brought by the authority itself."

"Yes, but it consumes a lot of energy. I suggest you use the parting dagger."

Zhang Yubai, who had briefly communicated with the waiting brother in his heart, strengthened his inner thoughts, and stretched his hand to the inside of the clothes.

He touched the folding fan first, so he couldn't help but become more calm.Then, he touched the dagger.

He remembered the words of the man who gave him the weapon.

——This dagger can cut anything!

When he was in Poshan Town, Zhang Yubai relied on it to cut off the spreading black night - now that he thought about it, it was probably the river god who expanded and wanted to occupy the territory of Poshan Town.

Looking at it this way, the River God's involuntary killing intent towards Zhang Yubai is also understandable.

After all, Zhang Yubai has sabotaged His plan...

He took a deep breath.

The part of the river god that looked like hair turned into lumps and floated behind his head, and his fiery white eyes flickered several times, as if a huge attack was brewing.

Zhang Yubai closed his eyes, sinking into his dantian.

Every time he used the parting dagger, he would do this.

While remembering the power of the parting dagger, he also remembered other words.

This weapon is used to come together rather than part.

Therefore, before using it every time, he must ensure that his heart is pure enough to remind him of the true purpose of this dagger.

For that promise to meet again.

The wind died down, as if waiting for the shocking knife.

After Zhang Yubai took several breaths, he met the eyes of the River God.

coming!

Zhang Yubai didn't see clearly what kind of spell the other party was using—he didn't need to.

Just like the gunmen of Lateran confronting each other, and in an instant

As if drawing a blunderbuss in between breaths, he pulled out the parting dagger from his clothes, waved it, and waved it lightly...it didn't even take much effort.

There is no sound, and there is no earth-shattering reaction... It's like a white line appears in the middle of a painting filled with black paint, peaceful, but sharp as if you can rely on a feeling The head of the viewer can be cut from the eyes.

Xiao Lian, who was originally flying around, showed a mixed form of shadow and light—because the laws of Hejia Village in the entire River God's domain have become chaotic, and day and night have become less important.

Everything as small as the dust in the air, as large as the rules of the entire field, was cut by this knife.

The world fell into a long silence, people couldn't see the things in front of them clearly, they could only perceive the sound of blood flowing in their own bodies... It was so quiet that it was terrifying.

It was as if... everything had disappeared, and I was the only one left in the whole world.

And these were all caused by Zhang Yubai's one-time swiping of the knife in an understatement.

After a few seconds, Zhang Yubai's thoughts recovered from the dead silence deep in his heart, and he briefly thought about a question—was the River God cut open by this knife?

......Maybe?

But when he wanted to see it, he found that...the scene in front of him was not the scene of Hejia Village at all.

Was the whole Hejia Village cut open?Not really, because Zhang Yubai's attack target at that time was not the world of Hejia Village, but the enemy in front of him. It could also be the river god himself, but it was definitely not the whole world.

If Zhang Yubai swung his knife "at Hejia Village", then Hejia Village was cut open.

But...he really didn't.

So, has he returned to Poshan Town?

Looking around, Zhang Yubai found that this was not the case either.

All he could see were rows of bookshelves with scrolls jumbled across the polished floor.

And... a woman sitting by the desk with her back to him.

Thousands of black hairs on her head are either entangled or scattered, and the end shows a beautiful misty green like the mist and rain of an ancient town. The fragrance of the hair is strong, lingering in the whole space, and mixed with thick ink.Above its head, a pair of emerald dragon horns stand on top, like two towering ancient trees growing on the black vegetation.

Under the body is a black coat that is propped on the ground, and inside is a vegan cheongsam.

Fairy-like, extraordinary and refined, there seemed to be invisible clouds and mist around her, like a miracle.

She was holding a pen and waving it on the desk...

Drawing, yes, she is drawing.

She should be a painter.

Now, the artist obviously lost interest in painting, she quietly turned half of her face, revealing her blood-colored eyes.

"Zhang Yubai, Candle Bearer of Si Sui Tai, are you looking for me?"

In such a dignified atmosphere, Zhang Yubai should have done some polite actions in line with his status.

but--

"It's me, it's me, I'm your sister's friend, a good friend! You're like a brother and sister! So you are my sister, sister, this kind of sister, I—"

Looking at Zhang Yubai's mouth that suddenly turned up and down, the painter blinked, and the air froze instantly.

Volume 89: The same goal by different routes: Chapter 85 Chapter [-]: Xi, relatives, old friends

"Stop making noise! ​​If you keep shouting like this, I will throw you into the painting for 1 years."

The blue veins on the painter's forehead bulged, and the facial muscles twitched invisibly.She gritted her teeth, and several irritated lights flashed in her red eyes.

The chest also rose and fell many times, the red scarf was propped up, and then fell down again.

"Uh, okay... Isn't this seeing relatives, um..."

The man in front of him was not restrained at all. The moment he saw him, he seemed to be his friend... The way of getting close can be described as perfect, and he actually pulled him up on his own. The relationship between relatives is simply like a green lotus in the turbulent torrent that does not shake, emerges from the mud but is not stained, washes clean ripples but is not demon, simply dies and does not change its shameless nature.

He just said, his sister...how did he know...that guy is his sister?Did she mention it?Hard to say.....

However, this is actually one of the reasons why the painter sought him out.

He also has too many marks of that guy on his body.

"Let's gossip," the painter said coldly, "You're here to find me and that troublemaker, aren't you?"

"That's right."

Zhang Yubai rubbed his hands together, finally showing a little reserved look, not so frivolous.

But this kind of restraint is a bit like... the gesture of a son-in-law meeting his natal family.

The corners of the painter's mouth curled up and down again, she felt that she could no longer control her expression.

There are many wonders in the world, and the painter has witnessed many things in her dreamlike life so far. People like Zhang Yubai also have a lot to offer, but... the person in front of me seems to be more It's special to have seen it before.

"Then let's talk about the business. After talking, you should go."

The painter blinked and said.

"Let's go? Ha, sister, I have to help you get rid of that troublesome river god, right? He wants to ruin your situation, sister? How can I do that! As the candle bearer of Si Sui Tai, I must help you calm down the storm Yes." Zhang Yubai said seriously.

Already called my sister?so familiar...

The painter inevitably became more irritable, but he hasn't had an attack yet.She suppressed her dissatisfaction.

"Before you, one Qin Tianjian and three Si Suitai were killed."

The painter looked into Zhang Yubai's eyes, and slowly uttered words that were enough to startle Zhang Yubai's heart.

As expected by the artist, Zhang Yubai's expression froze.

"Is this true?"

He licked his lips, unavoidably serious.

"It's true."

The painter nodded coldly.