"Recently, Eagle Country President Su Pu posted on Twitter that China is persecuting Eagle's foreign businessmen by imposing espionage charges. In response to this irresponsible statement, the spokesperson of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of China responded at a press conference
Dao: Our country of China has always paid attention to evidence and reality, unlike some institutions and individuals who talk nonsense for their own interests..."
——The evening news of China Kingdom on June 23, 2020
"It seems that the world is not peaceful again~"
"This bitch Su Pu..."
In the nine alleys of North Street in Tiandu, China, old Zhao Zheng, the shop owner selling candied haws on a stick, and his old friend, the police station director, were watching the evening news.
At this moment, a flash of bright blond hair swept across the counter.
"Hello (Gran)"
"Hello!"
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”
The owner, Lao Zhao, scratched his head and stood up from the bench, searching for a few foreign language words taught by his son.
"Can you give me one of these? (Grand)"
"Ah, you...want...a...this? (stammering in Grammar)"
"Pfft hahahaha..."
"Laocha, aren't you a Gran language? Don't be poor and come help me!"
Lao Zhao, who was ridiculed by his old friends, found an outlet to vent his anger and sprayed loudly directly at Cha Mingying who was watching the fun.
In front of the counter, a blond girl in her twenties was elegantly looking at the candied haws on the counter. She was wearing a black and purple gauze suspender skirt with butterfly patterns, and dark purple leather boots with knee-high white stockings.
It adopts a very girly tie-up bow design, paired with dark purple eye makeup under the long eyelashes, and a charming temperament full of immorality rushes towards her face.
Like a witch.
"Oh, you are not interested in studying, so let me do it! I will show you my ability to be number one in the next grade!"
Cha Mingying put down the thermos cup to soothe her throat, walked past Old Zhao like a teacher from the last century, and was successfully kicked by him.
"Hurry up! Don't keep people waiting!"
"Hey! You... Huh! This lady (Grand)."
Cha Mingying put away her fist that was about to hit Lao Zhao, turned to look at the girl in front of the counter, and said hello in standard Gram language.
However, the girl’s focus was on the news on TV:
"Recently, in response to the strange noises in Xushan raised by some residents, the Chinese Army Command provided an explanation, explaining that Xushan is being used as a training ground for special operations exercises, and the so-called monster noises are just normal sounds made during exercises.
Don't worry too much..."
"Miss? (Glenn)"
"Well, please give me this candied haws with cream (Grand language)."
The girl did not turn her gaze away from the TV screen, her sapphire eyes seemed to be shining with the light of the starry sky.
That is the light that represents destruction and rebirth.
"Okay...Old Zhao! I want a bunch of candied haws with cream!"
"okay!"
After receiving the order, store manager Zhao quickly started making candied haws, while Cha Mingying, who had been a policeman for many years, frowned at the girl.
His experience and instinct made him feel an indescribable sense of crisis from this girl.
"Old Cha! Why are you staring at me? Are you trying to introduce someone to that brat of yours again?"
Old Zhao poked his head out of the store and joked with his old friend in Chinese Mandarin.
"Hurry up and make your candied haws! How can that bastard of mine be worthy of others..."
"Sir (Glenn)"
suddenly girl
He called Cha Mingying back and gave him an angelic smile:
"Do you know how to get to Xushan? (Grand)"
The dark blue butterfly covered the street lamp and watched its companions lay out two human footprints.
Dozens of days ago, a young man in black who "walked on the road" left an identical footprint on this road.
In the Tiandu President's Office, Tong Zehai was organizing documents on the desktop as usual.
Suddenly, a dazzling silver-white light illuminated the entire room!
"who!"
"Gu..."
Tong Zehai, who put on military goggles for the first time, held a gun in one hand and a sword in one hand, and stood guard behind the tabletop that served as a bunker.
At the same time, the guards who noticed something strange rushed into the office immediately and surrounded the glowing area. Tong Zehai's shadow also showed ripples.
As the president of the Kingdom of China, Tong Zehai also has personal bodyguards from the Shadow Clan.
(Xiao Tong, let them go out.)
"! Huh... you go out first, remember, don't tell anyone about tonight."
"yes!"
Similar things had happened before, so after receiving the order to evacuate, the guards left the office very simply and locked the door.
The white light slowly dissipated, and Tong Zehai's expression gradually became shocked.
"Old Long...what's wrong with you?!"
On the floor was "Old Dragon" Ao Xing, who was covered in scars. The bright red dragon's blood seemed to be poisoned, mixed with a black substance like petroleum, and seeped into the office floor like paint.
Beside him, the half body of a silver dragon and phoenix flowing with silver-white blood was lying on the floor dying.
They are Dragon Phoenix, Sanken, and Qishi, the heavenly elements who came to Blue Star for the second time.
"We're fine. Now open the line for Shadow Kill, contact Ye Yuan, and ask him to notify the "Witch". We can't die yet, but..."
Ao Xing's eyes dimmed, and he frowned, trying to recall his face. Beside him, Sanken and Qishi began to sew their bodies together with heavenly elements.
"Yes, yes, they are all in my office now. You can inform the "Witch" directly, eh."
A few seconds later, Tong Zehai, who came back from the communication space, saw a new visitor:
"Witch", Xi Nian.
"Are you the "Witch"?"
"Please wait a moment, Mr. President. I don't have the energy to explain to you now. Please forgive me for being rude."
"Well, it's important to save them first."
After a simple conversation, Xi Nian began to treat Ao Xing, San Ken and Qi Shi with all his strength. After watching for a few minutes, Tong Zehai rubbed his head that was in pain and dizziness, and finally lay down on the folding bed in the office. The first sleep after 72 hours of continuous work.
In the Ninth Alley of North Street, the blond girl eating candied haws suddenly stopped. She took out a silver key-shaped cross from her chest, put it in the palm of her hand, and stared at it carefully.
Like a devout nun listening to the guidance of the gods.
And in the cosmic space hundreds of millions of light years away, seven ferocious dragons and phoenixes were wailing in the wildly dancing tentacles. The sound shook the cosmic space and was actually transmitted to the ears of the creatures on the surrounding planets.
Finally, in the apocalyptic battle, the three dragons and phoenixes of fire, water, wood and Nyarlathotep were driven into the rift of time and space by the furious Nyarlathotep. The remaining four dragons and phoenixes were separated by a white dragon. Under the protection of Phoenix, he fell on the huge planet behind him and disappeared.
"An eyesore!"
The soul-rending voice of the Outer God echoed in the cosmic space within thousands of light-years. However, at the moment when all living beings were ready to face the end, the ferocious and powerful Outer God Naia actually put away the appearance of the "grey giant"
The appearance disappeared into the universe.
In the virtual mountain, "Dagger" sensed something and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood from his mask. As Aike screamed, he fell towards the bonfire in front of him.
All this happened at the moment when Naiya had just defeated all the dragons and phoenixes.
After stepping over the bonfire, Aike knelt down on his knees, scratched the mask of "Dagger" and took it off, held his head in his arms, and used his tongue to lick the blood from his body bit by bit.
In the haze of the bonfire, Aike's figure seemed to have undergone some changes, as if she suddenly turned into a girl in her 20s.
But disturbed by the smoke from the campfire, this might just be an illusion.
In Ye Lanxin's camp, a sudden feeling awakened Ye Lanxin from her sleep. She straightened up and looked out the window of the RV. The starry night was as bright as day.
She got out of bed and walked out of the RV in her pajamas. Suddenly, a voice stopped her:
"Second Miss."
The one who stopped her was Yu Wenmo, "Lianzi", the headhunter of the "Garden" assassination team and the "Champagne Rose" unit.
"It's so late, why don't you sleep with Mo Yin?"
"I can't sleep. Also, that annoying little monkey and I don't have that kind of relationship."
"Yes~yes~"
Ye Lanxin smiled and nodded, looking up at the starry night sky.
(Sister, Wenxin, dad, Shuwen, are you also looking at such a beautiful night sky?)
(Shuwen...Did something unexpected happen to you...Why, I feel a lingering uneasiness...)
A woman's intuition is always very keen. Ye Lanxin looked up at the night sky. The shining stars gradually separated, leaving only the holy and crystal clear moon.
("You are more beautiful than the moon.")
The original heartbeat spanned time and space, and the unforgettable heart palpitations accompanied by longing once again vibrated Ye Lanxin's heart.
She folded her hands and buried them between her chest.
"I wonder what happened to those guys..."
In Damon's camp, Lan Ruxin and Qianhe were sitting on the top of the transport truck, with half-drunk beer boxes next to them and a dozen empty cans scattered around.
Beside them, the "Wutong" members who had been noisy for almost a night finally hugged each other and fell asleep like lying corpses.
"Don't worry, as long as he is here, everything should be fine. It's just a pity that I have mercy..."
"Everyone has his own ambitions. Now that he has chosen betrayal...but, I really don't want to believe it..."
Lan Ruxin took a puff of cigarette and looked far away.
"It can only be said that fate plays tricks on people. Since it has already happened, no matter how hard you understand it, it will not help."
Qianhe took a sip of wine and his body shook a little. Normally, Qianhe would only drink when he was with Lan Ruxin and "Wutong" companions. As for why he didn't drink in front of his adoptive mother and wife Xi Nian...
…
If you get drunk the first time and lose your body, the second time you get drunk and can't get out of bed for two days, and the third time you get drunk and just take glucose, you don't dare to get drunk in front of her again.
"Forget it, let's not talk about those things. Come on, respect..."
Lan Ruxin patted her thigh and touched the beer can with Qianhe. After a moment of silence, she smiled bitterly: