"Caron ruins?" Angelet frowned. He had a bad feeling. "Are these ruins very common? Listen to your tone."
Feizhou was offended by his harsh tone, and immediately pouted and stopped talking.
Ri Huan, who was driving, smiled slightly and took over the topic to explain.
"It's not bad, Karon ruins are everywhere, and ruins like this are everywhere in Mingta Star. Senior brother, you can't possibly not know, right? Xiao Nian has been here before?"
Angele rummaged through Song Xiaoyun's memory and indeed found traces of having been here before.
"It's been a long time, I didn't think about it for a moment." Angelet smiled apologetically and carefully observed the ruins outside the window.
In the red ruins, large areas of abandoned stone pillars and stones are scattered everywhere, making the area desolate and broken.
Angelet carefully scanned the place from a distance, but still found nothing. As the vehicle gradually moved away, he looked away.
"There used to be something weird here..." He vaguely felt that there seemed to be a strange and cold peeping feeling coming from the ruins. "Could he be the guardian of this world?"
There was a hint of vigilance in his heart. At this stage, he didn't want to be suddenly discovered by the guardian. Although he could still escape by then, the price would be too heavy for him to bear.
Feeling that his body was improving crazily every minute, and this improvement seemed to have no limit, Angelet vaguely felt that this time he might be able to break through the highest shackles with this momentum.
This premonition and confidence did not come from anything else, but from the birthmark on his back. The birthmark damage that old guy left on his soul.
Ever since that old monster gave him a hard blow, he felt as if everything was out of control.
Looking back now, how could the old monster be so powerful that it just left him the last chance to survive? When he was severely injured, the old guy's little blood seemed to help him escape from the bowels of the world.
But now, this only little damage to him has become an aid for him to break through the shackles.
"This world... was probably not as simple as imagined... that old guy probably deliberately forced me to enter here." Angelet closed his eyes again, and his skin became increasingly whiter.
It seems to be glowing with light fluorescence.
His somewhat weird face doesn't look so ugly under this fair skin.
Two girls who were driving were sitting in the front row, and occasionally they glanced at Angelet in the back with strange eyes.
From Linhai to Xuyang, they arrived at Yingshi Station in the early morning. The two girls went straight back to catch up on their sleep. They left Angelet at the station and left. They were fed up with Angelet's indifferent attitude along the way.
Even Rihuan, who has a gentle temperament, couldn't bear it and drove all night again. He had to go back to catch up on his sleep.
Angelet walked around the station and asked someone directly for the address of the gymnasium for the exchange meeting. After finding a car, he went directly there.
He didn't waste any time along the way. When he reached the limit that his body could bear, he immediately pulled in a ray of negative emotions to absorb.
The stadium was crowded with people, and the streets outside were crowded with various high-, high-, and low-end vehicles. Some guards in dark blue police uniforms were patrolling.
From time to time, waves of roars came from the sports tube.
Angelet got out of the taxi and walked along the sidewalk to the stadium.
He was still wearing a white, loose-fitting training uniform. Several guards came over to inquire about his identity, called him in, and immediately let him go.
Angelet walked along the door and happened to see a girl in red standing at the door. She had short black hair and was holding a white wooden stick in her hand. She was as tall as a person.
When she saw Angele coming in, her expression suddenly turned serious. "Xiaoyun, why are you here? Didn't the master ask you to sit at the training hall? How can Xiaonian do it alone?"
Angelet frowned. Although he had inherited Song Xiaoyun's memory, he had become slightly more vigilant after passing through the ruins and feeling something was wrong. When he looked at this nominal sister, he felt slightly relieved.
Part of Song Xiaoyun's memories also made him not want his relatives in this world to be harmed.
"How is the situation at the Li family? What decision did the master make?" Angelet asked in a low voice.
Song Jue looked around and saw that in the conference hall and gymnasium behind him, everyone shouted loudly from time to time, paying attention to the inside, but no one looked here.
"Follow me." Song Jue pulled Angele up and walked directly against the wall from the right aisle. In the dark venue, the surroundings were covered by thick curtains, and only the circular venue in the middle had bright lights.
light.
In the mahogany venue, two Ji Dao warriors, one tall and one short, were fighting each other. The sound of muscles and bones hitting each other was loud and could be clearly heard throughout the venue.
Angelet was led forward and looked at the two people fighting on the stage from time to time. His eyes were slightly absent-minded and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"The Ball of the Four Seasons... Every time I say this name silently, the birthmark on my back will hurt. In this world, the Ball of the Four Seasons is just a kind of jewelry crystal, a natural and beautiful decoration. But this and
What's the difference between that old monster?" He was now recalling the memory of the injury. The ferocity and violence that appeared on the head and face of the old guy seemed to hide a trace of pain and expectation.
"The ancestor is an existence that can support the world. How could he stay in the bowels of the maze of time and space as a guardian in such obscurity?" This was something Angelet couldn't figure out.
The two quickly turned into a small private room. In the red-style room, a middle-aged man and senior brother Li Xiulin were sitting on the sofa.
The middle-aged man leaned on the sofa silently, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking. When he saw Angele coming in, he just frowned deeper, but did not speak.
Li Xiulin stood up with a smile. "Xiaoyun, you are here, just in time. Quickly persuade the teacher to go back. What's the use of following me? I am not a big shot like a president or king, so I need personal protection."
"Senior brother...teacher." Angele lowered his head calmly and greeted the two of them. "This time, I am mainly worried about senior brother. How is the situation now?"
He blushed a little when he said this. His main purpose was to find out the relationship between the ball of the seasons and the blood on his back. As for the senior brother? Compared with the memory of just ten or twenty years, the memory of hundreds of years is far from enough.
reach this point.
"If the teacher is injured, he should go back to rest and recuperate. What's the point of working here with me?" Li Xiulin said helplessly, "Now my family is looking for someone to pick me up. Let's go to the City of Four Seasons, one of the private cities of the Li family. Plane.
I have been waiting on the roof for two days. There is no danger when I go back this time. I have people sent by my brother and sister-in-law to protect me. A formation of soldiers is enough to protect my safety. But the teacher..."
"Don't say such unnecessary things, I definitely want to be with you!" Song Jueying, a middle-aged man, said firmly.
"Dad..." Song Jue glanced at Angele helplessly. "It's no longer ancient times!"
She also knew that Li Xiulin's return trip this time was almost a narrow escape. The person who wanted to intercept and kill him would definitely not be a process fighter. A beam gun from an extremely long distance would be enough to finish the job. No matter how powerful the melee combat was, it would be useless.
Angelet stood there, feeling more and more that something was wrong. But he couldn't find the reason for this wrong feeling.
He could only stand there and listen quietly. Regarding Li Xiulin's matter, everyone finally decided to leave together.
Song Jueying didn't leave, and neither did his daughter Song Jue. Angele wanted to know more information about the Ball of Four Seasons, so he decided to stay with Li Xiulin. This guy was pretty good to him, and he was reluctant to return the favor.
When several people finally came down, no one wanted to leave.
The exchange meeting in the gymnasium has ended long ago, and now some scattered fighting masters are facing off against each other.
After the group stayed here for a few days, when they were about to leave, Xiao Nian ran over alone and joined the group. No matter how much they were persuaded or beaten, they would not leave. Life or death.
In the end, Li Xiulin was restrained and knocked unconscious by Song Jueying, and everyone got on the plane and headed to the City of Four Seasons.
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On the plane, Angelet's weird and cold feeling that something was wrong became more and more intense.
He was always vigilant, but could not find the source at all.
Sitting in the cabin, he slowly withdrew from the cold feeling. He raised his head and looked around.
Everyone else was dozing off, and he was the only one who woke up at night.
The white cabin was empty, and all the attendants on duty had gone to rest. Only the faint hum of the plane could be heard.
The fuselage shook a little from time to time. Angelet stood up and slowly inhaled a trace of black air from his mouth and nose. The muscles in his body seemed to be bulging a little more.
Angelet looked down through the plane window. Below was a dark mountain plain, with wisps of white clouds blocking part of the view.
He shook his head, glanced at Li Xiulin and others who were sleeping soundly, quietly walked around a few people's legs, and walked towards the restroom at the rear of the aircraft.
Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, he washed his face, looked at the face in the mirror, and took a deep breath.
Snapped.
Suddenly there was a slight noise in the cabin.
"Um?"
Angelet tilted his head.
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Bang!
The last elite soldier in white combat uniform fell to the ground with a thud, blood slowly gushing out from his chest, and the white cabin floor slowly turned red.
The entire cabin was littered with corpses. Blood was spattered everywhere.
Two figures in black tights, holding silver silent pistols, looked at each other and slowly walked towards the middle door of the aircraft fuselage.
"There is still half an hour until the next wave of responders comes back and opens the hatch." Someone whispered.
"ten minutes."
Another person took out a small white oval instrument from his arms and stuck it on the hatch.
"What are you doing?"
Suddenly a calm man's voice came from behind the two of them.
Angelet stood at the rear hatch and looked at the two people quietly, his hair still dripping with water. Looking at the two people, an inexplicable look suddenly flashed in his eyes. It was indifference, mixed with a strange calmness.