Chapter 25 Out of the Well(1/2)
"I have no regrets if I die... If you understand this way... I can't do anything about it."
Jing Jiu's speech speed was very slow, and he paused twice in the middle of such a short sentence, which seemed very powerless.
"In addition, of course you don't have to regret it when you die, because you don't know how to regret it. Is it still called death?"
Then he coughed twice, but the cough was not very loud, and he even felt a little angry.
With a pale face and unable to move, she looks like a weak patient no matter how she looks.
If God laughs when humans think, now he becomes weak when he thinks.
This is not a problem that Jian Xin Gui Ning can solve, otherwise why would he need Xue Ji to help him treat his illness?
Zhao Layue said: "Just kill the ancestor."
"What if I can't kill him?"
Jing Jiu said softly: "Do I want to develop a second personality, or more personality?"
Zhao Layue's eyes lit up slightly and she said, "It's not a way."
Jing Jiu said: "Now you have turned me into a useless person, what's the point?"
Zhao Layue raised her eyebrows and said, "At least you are awake, that's what it means."
After not seeing each other for five hundred years, Jing Jiu didn't want to argue with her and whispered: "What's the situation now?"
"The central computer was controlled by Qing'er, and I took over the Galaxy Alliance. Liu Shishui and Zeng Ju took the Lieyang to Zuxing, and 32,000 warships were also on the way."
Zhao Layue said: "The Zuxing can be destroyed by us at any time, so you don't have to worry."
Jing Jiu looked at her quietly and said, "What's the matter?"
Zhao Layue is indeed not good at lying, and he has not practiced many times like he lied to Xue Ji, so he had to remain silent.
"With your temperament, if the situation is under control and I don't need to worry, then you won't come to me and Xue Ji, and you will do this by yourself."
Jing Jiu said: "I refused to wake up in this dream. I thought I could feel the danger ahead. So what is the danger?"
Zhao Layue was silent for a while and said, "The Lieyang battleship captured some particles in the deep space outside the Zuxing."
Some very ordinary composite materials in those particles are more common in the Galaxy Alliance.
The problem is that it is difficult to encounter such things in the vast space, especially in the space outside the Ancestral Star.
There are also some particles that are very rare high-strength alloys, and even the new warships of the Galaxy Alliance have not yet started using this material.
After analyzing these particulate components, the people on the Lieyang battleship came up with an incredible inference.
"It should be the disappeared Shen family warship, and the composite particles are wrapped in some kind of molecules of expired culture medium." Zhao Layue said.
Jing Jiu didn't think much and said, "Put the bucket that Shen Yun buried his head?"
The officers and soldiers on the Lieyang warship had seen him carrying the bucket.
"Yes, and I suspect that Tong Yan is also on that ship." Zhao Layue said.
Jing Jiu asked, "What weapon?"
What kind of weapons does the Galaxy Alliance have that can turn the Shen family's warship into particles? Even people like Shen Yunmeng and Tongyan cannot avoid it?
Zhao Layue said: "That galaxy... may have been turned into a sword formation by the ancestor."
This shocking inference failed to change Jing Jiu's expression because he was too weak at this time and had no energy to react, and he felt it was unnecessary.
"I once warned that the Lieyang warship stopped early, and then conducted several experiments to roughly determine the scope of the sword formation." Zhao Layue paused for a moment and continued: "But they could not observe the situation in the sword formation, nor did they know if Chen Yunmian and Tongyan were still alive, so I asked Liu Shisui to go in and take a look."
After hearing this, Jing Jiu reacted and looked at her without saying a word.
Ada wanted to let out a mocking sneer. Thinking that Zhao Layue was so rude to Jing Jiu, he quickly yawned and covered it up.
——That was Liu Shisui. You actually used him as a stick for a blind man? It was so cruel and ruthless.
Zhao Layue knew what Jing Jiu and Ada were thinking, and said calmly: "He has already cultivated the Zen golden body, and I have plundered all the powerful magic weapons in Chaotian Continent to him, just to ask him to be the God of Killing. Since he is the God of Killing, he should be killed in the front."
Jing Jiu glanced at her again, thinking that this was not your temperament.
Zhao Layue was somewhat emotionally complicated and said, "...Of course I can do something, but I couldn't argue with him when I was discussing the matter in Chaotian Continent."
Jing Jiu still looked at her quietly, thinking that this still doesn't fit your temperament.
Whether you are fighting for a sword or competing for excellence, you may lose, but you will never admit defeat. How could you not be fighting for such a thing?
The most important question is, who dares to compete with you in the Qingshan Sect and even the entire Chaotian Continent’s cultivation world?
Zhao Layue did not answer the question in his eyes.
Ada meowed softly.
Only then did Jing Jiu realize that it was because he lost mahjong.
He did not recall the mash and mahjong at the top of Shenmo Peak and Shangde Peak, and he just felt it was troublesome.
A galaxy turned into a sword formation.
It's really troublesome.
He said with a blank expression: "It's so annoying."
This is Jingyang’s catchphrase.
After many years, he finally told me again.
It means he has really encountered big troubles that he hasn't seen in years.
"These troubles arise because of you, of course you should solve them yourself. Children all understand this."
Zhao Layue said: "Don't always think about using sleep to escape."
Looking back on his long years of practicing Taoism, Ada thought that this is indeed the truth, and it is shameful to escape, and it is useless.
Jing Jiu didn't like the feeling of the sword rope tied to his neck very much, but he couldn't even lift a finger, so there was no way.
He doesn't like being taught a lesson in the twelfth lunar month like teaching a child, but he has no choice.
So he closed his eyes and said, "I want to take a break."
This is not a silent protest, but he is really weak, uncomfortable and needs rest.
The light of the street lamp passed through the glass and shone on his beautiful and pale face, but it did not become warmer.
His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and soon he became absolutely calm. He was really asleep.
Zhao Layue stood in front of him, but she didn't feel condescending because her eyes were full of worries.
Repeat again.
After not seeing each other for five hundred years, meeting each other was like this. She didn't have time to sigh at anything, so she had to pay attention to his life and death. This was really annoying.
A Da cum expressed his comfort - when I was in Guocheng Temple, I slept every day, and you thought I was old and sick, but you think I was not energetic now?
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The TV is off.
Zhao royue stared at Jing Jiu in a daze.
Xue Ji was wrapped in a quilt and staring blankly.
Huaxi was dazed in the ice.
Ada hugged the Hanchan and lay on the windowsill in a daze.
The lights on the street are slightly darker, which means that the sun has risen again in Shuerer City.
Before morning light came, Jing Jiu opened his eyes and woke up and began to cough.
The cough became louder and more painful, which woke up the dazed Xue Ji, the human, the cat and the cicada.
Zhao Layue was sure that he was really awake, so she felt relieved. He listened to the cough and looked at his weak appearance, but was still very worried.
Xue Ji turned around and looked at Jing Jiu with interest, thinking that this method was useful. It was really interesting, but it was a bit too domineering.
Zhao Layue reached out to stroke Fu Jingjiu's chest because she had never done such a thing before, and her movements were a little clumsy.
Jing Jiu calmed down a little, looked at her and asked seriously, "Do you think I can feel it?"
The Fox sword was tied between his neck, blocking the connection between his consciousness and his body. In a sense, he is now a high-level paraplegic patient.
Even when he coughed the most, his body didn't tremble at all.
In such a situation, what is the point of rubbing Zhao for him?
"Can't I be better off myself?" She showed her daughter's expression with a rare look.
Jing Jiu was silent for a while and asked, "How is Nan Wang?"
Zhao Layue said: "It's still early, it's okay."
Jing Jiu said: "I almost forgot that she has a southern incense offering."
Zhao Layue said: "She often thinks the incense is too strong and it is a bit hot."
To be continued...