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Chapter 184: Facing Heaven Again(1/2)

What does bliss mean?

Does this disaster need to be so abstract? Laojun, can you please give me some keywords that we can understand? For example, Hehuan, Yin and Yang, Shuangxiu, something like this.

Zhou Zheng enjoys his misery and always thinks like this.

Two months after that heavy rain, the vast sea was covered with thousands of miles of mist.

Zhou Zheng stood on a raft, wearing a somewhat tattered shorts and trousers, pulling on the ropes that bound the sail, and looked at the black line between the water and the sky in front of him.

'We finally found land.'

He looked at Ao Ying, who was huddled next to the mast and was taking a nap, and couldn't help but take a few more glances to confirm her condition.

Zhou Zheng felt that if he could find some blood food and have a barbecue now, it would be of great help to Ao Ying's recovery.

Unfortunately, there are no fish in the nearby sea. It is like a sea of ​​glass, empty and transparent.

So he eagerly left the island, which was almost completely depleted of green vegetation, and set sail to follow a few passing seabirds.

Ao Ying's condition is still not good and she has been very weak.

Half a month had passed since Zhou Zheng was able to move, and she finally managed to open her eyes. When she saw Zhou Zheng, she shed two tears. Without saying a few words, she passed out in Zhou Zheng's arms.

Zhou Zheng could only hold her carefully, trying to ease the pain she was suffering.

The rules of this different world are too harsh!

The previous two disasters were actually considered near misses. Zhou Zheng could understand Lao Jun's deep meaning and also felt Lao Jun's urgency to grow up quickly.

Zhou Zheng thought a lot when he had nothing to do.

What Lao Jun said, "When the way of heaven changes, everything will move forward" is actually more like a reminder to remind myself that the way of heaven will not sit still and wait for death.

As the saying goes, plans cannot keep up with changes.

Laojun has his own plan, and Tiandao also has his own plan. The ideal situation is that these two plans will not interfere with each other until they finally collide.

But in fact, according to normal logic, the real villain will not sit still and wait to be killed.

Especially for Tiandao, the target that needs to be erased is now clear, which is the reincarnation of the Qinghua Emperor.

That's why there were two recent assassinations.

Because of this, Laojun changed the originally planned seventh catastrophe to the third one?

Is it too late? Or is it that Yang Jian has completely been unable to suppress the way of heaven and everything must be advanced?

Zhou Zheng kept thinking about it, feeling an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart.

The sea breeze blew the sails, and the land ahead gradually expanded.

Zhou Zheng looked down at Ao Ying and couldn't bear to tell her to wake up.

This period of time really tortured her, and her little face became much haggard. The sun often rose and the moon set several times, and her pretty face could sometimes glow red, and she was always pale.

At this moment, she was wearing a somewhat wrinkled dress, her legs were crossed and swayed to one side, the tip of her small nose trembled from time to time, and the wings of her nose were gently blowing.

"Wake up Yingying."

Zhou Zheng called softly: "We are going to the shore."

I shouted three times in a row, but there was no movement from Ao Ying.

Zhou Zheng waited quietly. When the raft was about to hit the beach, he squatted down next to Ao Ying, covered her forehead with his palm, channeled a little of the original power, and called out a few words in a warm voice.

"Um?"

Ao Ying opened her eyes, her jewel-like eyes shining with faint light, staring at Zhou Zheng quietly.

Zhou Zheng smiled and said: "Look, we are on land."

"Why do I feel more tired?"

Ao Ying pursed her lips and frowned, Guazi's face glowed a little red again, and her long silky hair fluttered in the wind, adding to her sense of weakness.

Zhou Zheng said seriously: "How about we go back to the island. Whether we complete the task or not is not important."

Ao Ying shook her head gently, held Zhou Zheng's palm with a catkin, and whispered:

"The trials given by Laojun are all for you to accumulate insights and become stronger quickly. There is no reason to give up casually. I'm actually fine. I should be able to hold on."

As she spoke, she slowly sat up, holding on to the mast and struggling to stand up, but Zhou Zheng raised her hand to hold her up.

"I'll carry you on my back," Zhou Zheng said with a smile, "I'm stronger now, so it's easier to carry you on my back."

There was a bit of remorse and apology in Ao Ying's eyes.

Zhou Zheng raised his hand and pinched her cheek. It still had the texture of lychee pulp, as if he could squeeze water out of it with just one pinch.

"Well," Ao Ying whispered, "I am dragging you down."

Zhou Zheng smiled and said: "We need to support each other, we don't need to talk about this."

After a while.

The raft was slowly carried back to the sea by the waves.

At the edge of the beach, the man walked slowly forward with the slender woman on his back, got into the trees on the beach, and began to carefully explore whether there were any living things nearby.

The two of them soon encountered a difficult battle.

The opponent was a half-meter-tall brown rabbit, but as soon as the rabbit's eyes turned red, it beat Zhou Zheng to the point where he almost vomited blood.

The dignified Emperor Zhou was almost helpless against a stronger hare.

But fortunately, Zhou Zheng's brain was better than this rabbit. After a series of operations such as 'The King of Qin circled the pillar', 'Waiting for the rabbit', and 'The hungry tiger pounced on the prey', the rabbit was successfully brought down by Zhou Zheng.

The two stainless steel daggers in their backpacks became 'life-saving' treasures; the flint that Li Zhiyong insisted on everyone bringing with them came into play again.

Ao Ying leaned against the trunk of a big tree and watched Zhou Zheng walking around, finding hay and firewood, tying up the wooden frame, and then lighting a fire to barbecue...

Zhou Zheng's energy when fanning the flames made Ao Ying laugh inexplicably.

Suddenly, he no longer had the power to control the wind and rain, and he was as weak as a mortal, which was a different feeling.

"Say," Ao Ying sighed, "it would be nice if there was no such disaster."

Zhou Zheng smiled and said: "If it hadn't been for this disaster, we might not have known each other. I should have been reincarnated honestly, born, old, sick and died, born old, sick and died, born, old, sick and died. I wouldn't have had these worries."

"Do you think these are worries now?" Ao Ying asked curiously.

In her impression, Zhou Zheng had always been quite motivated.

Seeing that the fire was almost done, Zhou Zheng put down the banana leaf in his hand, returned to Ao Ying, and rested against her side.

Ao Ying raised her head and stared at him. She could see Zhou Zheng's originally delicate face, but now it was somewhat rough due to dust, and she could also see the stubble growing wildly under his jawline.

"Actually, I have always been a little confused. I always accepted it passively and never took the initiative to do anything."

Zhou Zheng's eyes flashed with light as he explained slowly.

"Among the things I have taken the initiative to do in my life, I think the most meaningful thing is when I had the first phone call with instructor Xiaoyue, I took the initiative to join them.

"Maybe it's because I am content with being ordinary on the surface, but I always have a restless heart.

"However, I was quite confused before I was involved in this catastrophe... In other words, what young man in his twenties is not confused?

"As a mortal, I follow what people think is the right path. I study hard and then get a pretty good job. I try hard to integrate into the living environment, be kind to others, and don't compete for places or honors. From the bottom of my heart,

With the dream of being a hero, I always dreamed of standing up and shouting when encountering injustice on the street. In fact, I habitually lowered my head when walking on the street.

"I am actually an ordinary person. What is extraordinary is my previous life."

Ao Ying opened and closed her lips slightly and whispered: "Then what if we find a place to hide and ignore these things?"

"This is also my own choice."

Zhou Zheng sighed softly, his eyes clear and distant.

"If it hadn't been for that night when I took the initiative to tell instructor Xiaoyue that I wanted to join them, I could actually leave now. I have twenty years left, so I can enjoy twenty years of life.

"People are selfish.

"And I think people feed on a sense of superiority, and most human nature is ugly.

“Having grown up alone, I have actually seen too many things.

"But I took the initiative to join the Futian Alliance at that time, and later enjoyed the benefits provided by the Futian Alliance. I was immersed in the pleasure of becoming stronger and surpassing the ordinary. I can no longer escape this.

“What I’m doing now is actually my obligation.

"It's not that I'm living for other people or anything like that. I just feel that I can't take the benefits given by the Futian Alliance in vain, and I also want to find my own value by responding to the expectations of others."

Ao Ying was thoughtful, her fair and translucent face reflecting the light of the bonfire.

She smiled and said: "Actually, it's pretty good now. I have Laojun to protect me all the way. Let's just move forward."

Zhou Zheng smiled and murmured:

"We cannot ignore the subjective initiative of the villain. The first two assassinations have actually sounded the alarm, but we are too passive now. The enemy is in the dark and we are in the light. We can't find a way to fight back at any time."

"This is indeed..."

Ao Ying stopped talking, but Zhou Zheng suddenly made a silent gesture.
To be continued...
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