"Do you have other structures in your belt?!" Tours almost rushed to hit someone, but Pei Ji held him down.

"Calm down, we'll just cooperate." Pei Ji didn't seem angry, his eyes were deep as if a storm was brewing. Duan Moyan looked over with some worry, and saw the man put his hands on the waist of his trousers and had already begun to untie his belt...

She turned her head back suddenly, her eyes widened.

Luo Meng said thoughtfully from the side: "Miss, I will take you to the room where you will rest tonight."

"Mmm Good."

She followed Luo Meng. The guest house was well-built and tidy. There were soldiers guarding every corner of the corridor. The floor was covered with carpets and the sound of walking was almost inaudible. Luo Meng opened a door for her. The room was very spacious and well-decorated.

It is in European style, with a bright bathroom and even a bouquet of flowers on the table.

The loyal adjutant bent down and saluted: "Please have a good rest, and please ask me if you need anything."

Duan Moyan nodded: "Thank you, sorry for bothering you."

"It's my pleasure." Romon closed the door for her, and deliberately told the soldiers standing guard in the corridor, and then sighed: She is such an approachable purifier, even serving her is an easy task.

What a pleasant thing - how lucky people are to be able to stay by her side.

At night in District 9, the air seems to be filled with the smell of engine oil.

Finally calming down alone, Duan Moyan took a shower and lay down comfortably on the big bed to rest. Her long hair was spread on the bedside, slightly damp and curled. There was no longer Murphy chirping in her ears, and there was no other sound.

She was suddenly not used to the noise of several people.

She took out the earth model she just bought and tapped her finger on it. Those familiar and unfamiliar mountains and plains were reborn with two strange names, as if to tell her that this was a parallel world with another completely different one.

Brilliant civilization.

Pei Ji and others were checked for a long time before they were allowed to enter. The noncommissioned officer in charge of managing the guest house asked Joyce in confusion: "Sir Duncan, these people are not allowed to come in, even if they are following the purifier...

"

Joyce watched the soldiers close the door and lower the electronic lock. He waved his hand and said, "Miss trusts them, and Miss's wishes come first in everything."

"yes."

In a place where Duan Moyan could not see, the soldiers guarded all the doors and windows of the house in an orderly manner. After inspecting, Joyce paused in front of her door for a moment before returning to his own room - right where Duan Moyan was.

Next door to Mo Yan.

He turned on the light in the room, and Joyce lay back on the big bed, reaching out to play with the pearl bracelet she just bought from the roadside. Now look at it, it is really cheap... How can you give away such a thing?

Joyce sighed, and the white and round little pearls rolled back and forth between his slender fingers. The owner of the fingers seemed to cherish the dark star stone in the middle, and kept stroking it gently with his fingertips.

Although the Duncan family also belongs to one of the powerful families in the Third District of the Central District, he has not actually interacted with women much since he was a child, and his relationship with his mother is also very weak. It seems that in his memory, that woman with excellent blood purity has always been there.

In addition to tending flowers and plants, I spent time in my own garden doing makeup sketches and drinking tea and chatting with other ladies. The worries and sorrows belonged to my father and other men in the family and had nothing to do with them.

As he grew older, he took the initiative to study at the Federal Military Academy, where there were even fewer women, and he only spent time with weapons and mechas. Over time, he became accustomed to being surrounded by sweaty and smelly men all day long.

, no matter how much the elders of the family asked him to run for the Purifier's fiancée, Joyce still felt conflicted in his heart.

Women in our cognition are all rose-like people. Mother is the most typical representative. She is born with dignity. After adulthood, she marries a selected fiancée whose family, appearance and ability are equivalent, and is transferred from a greenhouse.

In another greenhouse, the only worry seems to be not being able to give birth to a daughter.

The status of purifiers is even more respected. Their food, clothing, housing and transportation are all handled by dedicated personnel. As long as their power is not exhausted, they can gain a steady stream of faith.

But...she is different.

She can even get close to those felons who were born as civilians, have low blood, and have extremely poor talents, and even take the initiative to spend their energy to purify people in A3. This is simply a fantasy now that the power of purification is the source of life.

Even she wouldn't look down on such an ordinary gift...

But what if she likes it?

Joyce put the pearl bracelet on his forehead, closed his eyes, and felt the coolness covering his eyelids.

The night was silent and quiet, people in District 9 fell into deep sleep, and the streets were empty.

In the early morning, a thick fog swept across the entire city. Due to the prosperity of industry, a lot of dust condensed in the fog, which looked gray, like a precursor to the emergence of the devil.

Men in various costumes began to appear on the wet road. They filed out of the houses on both sides, like wandering ghosts, walking without any sound. If Duan Moyan was awake at this moment, he would immediately say in horror: "Zombies are wandering."

OK.

At three or four o'clock in the morning, it is the time when the human body is most asleep. Such a group of people who do not know what they are doing, similar to a cult, gradually formed a team on the road, and then gathered in the largest square. They gathered in just ten minutes.

It became quite a group.

There was a man standing directly in front of the team. He was very tall, wearing ordinary blue work clothes, and a ghost mask on his face. He stood in front of the largest clock in the square, watching the ticking second hand.

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The people behind him remained silent as well, gathering their heads up and waiting for the time.

3:41, 3:42... When the minute hand reached 45, the man in the ghost mask waved his hand, and the people behind him immediately turned around and dispersed like a tide. They had clear goals towards various government organizations, branches of the House of Representatives, or military garrison points.

Rush forward, holding various weapons and fire in your hands.

The man stood silently at the Grand Clock Square in the city center, looking at the time above with a smile on his face.

Duan Moyan was woken up by the increasingly thick smell of smoke in the room. She sat up suddenly and saw a raging fire burning outside the window. She did not close the window tightly before going to sleep.

The smoke went straight into the house along the cracks in the window.

Duan Moyan coughed twice, jumped out of bed as quickly as possible and slammed the window sash. When she looked outside, she was almost frightened to the point of weakness - the entire wall of the guest house was on fire, and she didn't know who was going to ignite it.

Objects were thrown on the outside of the wall, and the air was filled with a pungent smell. Moreover, there were many suspicious people outside the house throwing lighted torches into the fire. This was basically a deliberate arson!

Duan Moyan quickly put on her clothes and pants. When she was soaking the towel and preparing to cover her mouth and nose, the door to the room was knocked violently by someone outside, and the sound was extremely loud.

"Dong-dong-dong! Dang-dong-dong!"

Joyce was so anxious that he slammed the door with his fist. If he hadn't considered that there was a young girl inside, he would have kicked the door open.

Just when he almost lost the patience to break in, the door was opened from the inside. The little girl's hair was still disheveled, and her close-fitting pajamas were exposed under her large coat. Her face was covered with a wet towel, and her eyes were covered.

Constantly nervous.

Seeing that she was safe and sound, Joyce seemed to regain his senses instantly. He grabbed the girl's arm and said, "Let's go!"

The soldiers in the corridor had already rushed to rescue the fire as soon as they discovered it. However, there were insufficient personnel, and the fire spread quickly. The wooden structure house that was originally planned to be in the "retro European" style was like a pyre on fire.

unstoppable.

Duan Moyan and Joyce rushed to the first floor. Their rooms were on the third floor. Luo Meng and other soldiers were on the second floor. Pei Ji and the others lived on the first floor. However, due to the fire, the corridor was filled with thick smoke.

There was smoke, the chandeliers on the ceiling crackled and smashed to the ground, and burnt wood kept falling from the head.

Duan Moyan was worried about her friends and ran down the stairs quickly. When she got to the second floor, she happened to meet Murphy who was also running up. Before she could express the joy on her face, the beam above her head suddenly let out a loud noise.

He screamed under the weight, and then fell rapidly with a bang. Seeing that the rolling burning wood was about to crash down, Joyce quickly reached out and grabbed Duan Moyan and carried it to his arms, his arm narrowly missed the flames.

She saw the scorch on his shoulder and her eyes widened in horror: "How are you?"

"It's okay," Joyce replied.

The stairs that were blocked by huge beams could no longer be walked. Pei Ji stood at the bottom and looked at each other with a tacit understanding.

"Protect her and go first," Pei Ji's voice said.

Duan Moyan didn't have time to see their movements clearly, her body lightened up, and she was held horizontally in Joyce's arms. Huge red wings spread out from his back, and when he flapped, the air flow brought up sparks.

Luo Meng ran over and opened the window in the corridor. The billowing black smoke blocked his sight, and he could only see a small patch of sky that had turned white.

"I said I would take you flying before, but I didn't expect it to happen under such circumstances." Duan Moyan was choked so much that she could hardly open her eyes. She only felt Joyce flap her wings hard, and then the next second,

The whole person turned into a whirlwind and rushed towards the open window.

There was a loud "bang" sound, and the figure carrying a large amount of broken wood crashed through the window and jumped out of the house. Joyce flapped his wings and landed as smoothly as possible. He protected the head, hands and feet of the person in his arms, and helped her

He took most of the damage from the impact, and when he landed on the ground, many feathers stained with sparks fell from his feet.

"Ahem, how are you?" Duan Moyan coughed, his eyes blurred with tears and he could hardly see clearly.

Joyce endured the burns on his body, took a deep breath and looked at the girl sitting in his arms, still giving the same answer, "It's okay."
Chapter completed!