The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 890

Two nights came together, one riding the other

A paralytic in the heavy snow tore the stomach of the sky in the air

There was a stomach, chestnuts and fire, under the armor

The largest head, it has reached the peak of madness

——Excerpt from gale by Gome

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When the rain falls from the dark sky, it will be beautiful to wet the leaves and grass, and it will be ugly to wet the stray dogs and garbage everywhere.

Whether literature and art is good or not often lies not in the viewer's mood at that time, but in the environment.

The planet is very remote and heavily polluted. The protective cover can only provide basic living conditions, but the circulatory system is very poor, and the environment is very miserable.

It is difficult for people living here to be poets, but it must be an excellent one once in a while, and so do artists.

The acidity of rain is very strong, constantly eroding those metal sheds. No wonder the red pictures on the wall fade so much in less than a year, blurred like a stick.

The cold cicada flew out and fell into the rain. She was stunned for a while before she understood what was going on.

He looked at his own works and Jing Jiu, who fell into the rain. Countless pupils were filled with the same confused emotion - he had been in this world for some days. He didn't understand why the hostess became like this. Now that the male master came, he was ready to leave without hesitation. Why is the male master like this again?

"Whining."

Xueji's weak and frightened voice rang in the rain.

She was covered with an oilcloth that she didn't know where to pick up, and let the rain hit her, making a popping sound. If she leaned on a stick at this time, she really felt like a lonely shadow of the cold river.

Those invisible mosquitoes fly around as fast as they can to monitor whether there are any enemies approaching.

Hundreds of raindrops split and fell to the ground like petals.

The cicada jumped on the military travel bag, bit the zipper head and opened it slowly, revealing the girl inside.

Huaxi closed her eyes and looked pale. She didn't know whether she was dead or sleeping.

Xueji looked at the little face and somehow had a strong vigilance.

Huaxi opened his eyes, slowly sat up from his travel bag, looked at Jing Jiu falling in the rain, looked at Xueji with her eyes covered with tarpaulin, and then looked at the cold cicada.

From beginning to end, she didn't scream, and her eyes were a little stunned.

The slightest friction sounded in the rain.

The cicada quickly rubbed the nail limbs, not because of excitement, but because of great pressure. These people are either stupid or crazy. Do they want to be in charge of their own house in the future?

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It's raining everywhere on the planet, day or night.

It was also raining in those slum sheds with serious water leakage. On the contrary, there was no rain in the underground waterway, only a river with an unpleasant smell was getting bigger and bigger.

Jing Jiu opened his eyes and looked at the top of the dark underground waterway. He felt the huge pain in his head and his face was pale.

His body has no big problem, but his consciousness is really uncomfortable under the constant attack of chengtianjian.

A little cold but soft hand stretched out, fell on his head and began to massage him.

Huaxi knelt down beside him. There was sewage under his knees, but he turned a blind eye. He was really stunned.

The cold cicada lay on the edge of the waterway not far away and looked around vigilantly.

On the other side of the waterway, Xueji squatted in the shadow in an oilcloth. She was really like an old man squatting at the entrance of the village smoking a dry cigarette bag.

She was already very short, and she looked even smaller at this time. No matter how dirty the tarpaulin was, no matter how much dirt there was on her snow-white face, her eyes were still so bright, so she was still cute.

Xueji looked at Jing Jiu warily, as if he was something like dark energy, which could easily infect her.

Well nine raised his right hand to her and stretched out his middle finger.

This is a hand gesture common to both civilizations, full of insulting meaning, but Xueji was not angry because she knew he didn't mean it. She had noticed the ring for a long time. With her insight, she admired the design, workmanship, rarity and strength of the ring, so she became more vigilant.

Well nine wants her to help her solve the ring.

He now uses Shen yunbu's medicine to control brain discharge, that is, to reduce the activity of consciousness, and at the same time, he uses his powerful divine consciousness to control himself, so that he can not let the girl priest of the main star find himself, and then attack himself again with the information of the whole human civilization. But that medicine will run out, and he can't always maintain such strong divine control, so someone needs to help get rid of this ring. The problem is that the surface of the ring is covered with 12 micro arrays, similar to the gravitational field, which can shield all forces. What's more, the ring is still a high-level magic weapon, which makes his fingers unable to separate freely.

Xueji looked at him and cried twice. Her voice was still so weak that she even looked pathetic.