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Chapter 1,168 No Snow in Nancheng

Because he knew very little about it, Jiujiu quickly browsed through the furnace heart knowledge and was unable to find out what this object was.

Jiujiu raised her eyes to look at Liu Shi who was looking at her with concern.

Perhaps the six consciousnesses that have turned on the emotional mode should know what this is.

But Jiujiu didn't ask her for the answer, but subconsciously felt that if the six senses saw the wet temperature of her palm, it would inevitably lead to another strange trouble.

The shallow moisture in the palm of my hand was quickly blown dry by the wind and dissipated without leaving a trace.

Ninety-Nine closed his palms and gave a faint order: "Continue to attack."

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint sound came from the ruins behind him, as if the collapsed loose stone carved buildings were accidentally touched by some kind of living thing.

Ninety-Nine Dark's eyes suddenly became sharp.

The puppets standing on all sides of her also rose up violently, and stabbed at the invisible shadow of the ruins with their weapons.

"Wait a minute." Jiujiu's cold commanding voice made the dozen or so puppets stop instantly.

She did not feel the breath of the witch plague infected body.

Mecha puppets are not considered living creatures, and the living creatures in this city will only be humans.

The purpose of the creation of puppets is to protect Shifang City and the people in the city.

This was the last command that the master injected into their bodies before entering the high cold tower.

Protecting humans is the meaning of their existence.

Although ninety-nine does not have any special emotional significance for the human race.

But as long as it is a task left by her master, she will complete it seriously.

She jumped down from the height of the ruins and came to the source of the sound. She raised her foot with an indifferent look, and her action could be described as a rough and simple kick to open the cover in front of her.

The afterglow of the war shone from her side, and she saw a pair of big, young, dark eyes among the scattered ruins, rocks and trees.

a child?

When Bailian saw this scene and had a panoramic view of the city, he knew clearly who the owner of these eyes was.

It's Fang Geyu.

Fang Geyu as a child.

Jiujiu saw clearly the little thing hidden under the ruins. His face was dirty, like a small stray dog.

Jiujiu frowned incomprehensibly, tilting her head, her eyes as dark as jade sinking into the water, looking at the dirty little thing without emotion.

She seemed unable to understand why there were children here, and slowly opened her lips and said: "Human...cub?"

There was a trace of doubt on her cold face.

In this war, the survival rate was extremely low. As a puppet Yinghuo who had just been born into the world, although his strength was good, it was not to the extent that he could shake a million-strong army.

In a sense, she can be regarded as a 'cub' in the puppet world.

But even though she is a doll cub, she can still use her natural abilities and talents to possess the strength of a leader.

But in her understanding, human beings themselves are fragile and vulnerable creatures, and even more so naive.

In such a war, it is ten times more difficult to save a child than to save a common person who is not good at cultivation.

The survival probability of encountering a human cub on the street is a miracle.

Although this human cub was nestled under the rubble, it did not show the fear and despair that other humans had when she was rescued.

Her big, round eyes are clear in black and white, indescribably clean, and possess a calmness beyond that of children of her age.

Hearing Jiujiu's cold voice, she raised her eyes in surprise.

His eyes fell on Jiujiu's face and immediately stuck to it, as if he couldn't move away.

Jiujiu felt that her eyes were a little strange, as if she was looking at a stranger.

But Bai Lian could understand why Fang Geyu showed such an attitude.

Because Jiujiu has the same appearance and voice as her mother.

Seeing her stunned look, Jiujiu thought she was scared.

She knelt down, stretched out her finger and gently poked Fang Geyu's fat cheek, and said lightly: "You got separated from your family?"

The voice was not gentle, it was a rigid and business-like inquiry.

Regarding the ninety-nine question, Fang Geyu thought for a while and then nodded.

Ninety-nine thought that this was the time to live.

She hummed, called two puppet guards, and said: "Then follow them into the main city. If you are lucky, you should be able to survive."

Fang Geyu looked at her carefully for a long time without saying a word.

He just reached out and pinched her sleeves tightly, refusing to leave, like a frightened child in a war, hesitant.

Ninety-Nine narrowed his eyes.

This is really a strange thing.

Because of her self-isolation from emotions, she is like a cold tool to complete the task. Although she has outstanding appearance, there are basically zero humans who are willing to get close to her.

Let alone a child like this.

She thought for a moment and misunderstood Fang Geyu's behavior, and said in a cold voice:

"If you don't want to go to the city, there's nothing you can do about it. Since you're so small, your home must not be far from here.

But apart from you, there are no other survivors in this street. If you want to stay here and wait for your parents to come find you, I'm afraid it's impossible.

They should not be as lucky as you, they are probably dead long ago.

Your top priority right now should be thinking about how to save your own life."

Is this how you advise your children?

For a moment, the six senses couldn't tell whether Jiujiu was here to save people or to rip out people's hearts and lungs.

Her expression twisted, fearing that the child would burst into tears the next moment, so she hurried over here.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Little sister, don't cry in a hurry, don't listen to her nonsense to scare you.

I'm afraid your father and mother have been waiting for you in the main city for a long time. If you obediently follow these two sisters into the city, you will definitely be able to reunite with your relatives."

Jiujiu glanced back at her coldly: "You saw her crying with that eye."

They didn't even know Fang Geyu.

And this war seems to have happened more than ten years ago. At that time, Jiujiu did not have the power to shake the six realms as powerful as the current world.

Facing the millions of cavalry, she summoned an army of three thousand puppets. Although she cooperated with the few talisman cultivators left in the city, she managed to survive the entire day.

The golden crow is sinking in the west, and the night is getting darker.

The puppet guards around Jiujiu changed from batch to batch, even though her puppet army was extremely rare compared to the million-strong iron army.

But Fang Qing, who was the source of the witch plague, was trapped in the outer city for so long by these three thousand dolls in the form of sacrifices, and he was gradually getting impatient.

The toxin concentration of the witch plague in the city became more and more intense, and one by one the dolls around Jiujiu fell down and were infected.

But despite this, the unparalleled puppet Yinghuo, even though he is still young, is still able to use the infected puppet army around him to dismantle their bodies one by one and turn them into talisman arrays to create traps and hide them throughout the city.

Such a cold and almost ruthless way of making the best use of everything is in line with Ninety-Nine's style.

Although the Six Senses found it very difficult to accept her actions, they had to admit that Jiujiu had indeed bought Shifang City as much time as possible by using the corpse materials of those infected bodies.

Under Bailian's vision, the time of this long war indeed passed extremely quickly.

He did not see with his own eyes how the puppets around Jiujiu were sacrificed and fell one after another.

However, in this night where the wind was as sharp as a knife, only Ninety-nine and Six Senses were left in the huge Shifang Outer City.

The talisman traps purchased in the city were almost destroyed by the enemy.

Jiujiu lowered his eyes and twisted his broken arm back expressionlessly. The puppet was injured, and most of the elixirs used by humans could not be used by them.

She treated her body like a damaged device. After a few knocks to forcefully reset the array circuit, she continued to consume and use the body as a matter of course.

Until this body completely loses its value and becomes useless, her life will end here.

Jiujiu's injured hand clenched her fist to confirm that the soul circuit of the arm had not been completely damaged and could still be used. Then she raised her eyes and took a look at the dark night.

He murmured: "I have been here for more than a month. If you say there is snow in Nancheng, I will believe you."

This kind of human night scene is really not pretty at all.

Six Senses used her backhand to pull out the metal fragment stuck in her back shoulder. After turning off the pain, she didn't feel much strong.

Just as Jiujiu forced his arm back, his expression was so indifferent that it was almost abnormal.

Click...

At this moment, another familiar subtle movement came from somewhere under the ruins.

Ninety-Nine and Six Senses turned their gazes at the same time, as if they had predicted something.

The two of them frowned at the same time, looked at each other, and saw a look of helplessness in each other's eyes.

Still walking quickly, Jiujiu raised one foot with an indifferent expression and kicked open the cover of the ruins.

Sure enough, as expected, he met a pair of big black eyes and a dirty little face.

Too.

Are there any other survivors in this city?

Ninety-nine black eyes glanced at the side of the human cub. Beside her, there were two puppets whose bodies were completely infected and fell to the ground. They had completely lost their vitality and all their circuits were broken.

destroy.

The six senses came up and saw this scene, and felt that their bones were stuck in their throats: "This is..."

Jiujiu said calmly: "The witch plague poison in the city is getting stronger and stronger. If we fail to retreat into the main city in time, it will be a matter of time before we are infected and alienated."

"so……"

Jiujiu retracted his gaze with a calm expression: "Dolls must not harm innocent humans. This is one of the principles for the creation of dolls. When I handed this little guy over to them, I gave an order."

That is to destroy yourself before losing your mind to avoid hurting innocent people.

Liu Sense's expression was complicated: "This is really a cruel order."

It was a cruel order for both the two dolls and the child.

Although Jiujiu does not understand human emotions, she can understand the consciousness of the six senses.

She nodded slightly, looked at the human cub who was always nestling quietly under the ruins, and said softly:

"Do you think I would be so careless in my thinking? Naturally, the suicide order I gave would not be completed in front of a cub. The puppet has no bad taste in frightening human cubs."

Six Senses looked at Fang Geyu in astonishment, seeming to understand something: "So this little guy is..."

She felt it was too outrageous, and the second half of her words gradually disappeared.

Jiujiu stretched out his finger, poked the cub's soft face, calmly accepted her words, and said: "She did the same unnecessary thing as you, hugging the bodies of 2536 and 0517.

Come back and hide it."

Is this actually something a child can do?

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