I'm Really A Newcomer

"What is the Moon Clan?" Chu Huai asked doubtfully.

Jiang Mian paused when he heard this.

(The following content will repeat the contents of the five chapters: Ignorance and Gods, Declaration of War on Gods, Twilight of the Gods, Realm and Earth, Destruction and Reconstruction)

of course not.

I saw Ye Taoli throwing something from the storage crystal to Chu Huai.

That's a book...

Bound edition history textbook.

"How could I not be fully prepared this time..." Ye Taoli Youyou said.

"All your doubts should be answered in this book, but be careful not to be discovered by others while reading. If you are discovered, just say that this is a newly published fantasy novel." Ye Taoli said to Chu Huai .

In the next few minutes, Memorial only collected some samples from Chu Huai's body that were needed for examination, because Jiang Mian's body was still filled with all kinds of powerful medicinal properties, including ninth-level life.

"Remember to come to the institute after your vacation." Xiu Jing took back the instruments and samples and told Jiang Mian.

"Then let's leave first." Ye Taoli said softly, "You can handle the rest."

"Leaving so soon?"

"Because the person you want to see has already been met." Ye Taoli lowered his eyes.

The dark matter inside the Chaos Gate gradually submerged Ye Taoli's body.

Feeling the depressed emotions in Jiang Mian's heart, Ye Taoli said at the last moment: "Jiang Mian! Stop worrying about whether you are an awakened person or not! You will always be a gift from God..."

Together with her last fragmented words, Ye Taoli disappeared completely in this yard where a miracle suddenly appeared.

"..."

"I didn't expect this courtyard to be so big." Jiang Mian said softly.

The sun is gradually getting ready to set, and a few clusters of the setting sun's afterglow leak out from the clouds, quietly collecting the sudden dim desolation of the fallen leaves on the ground.

Princess.

What I care about has never been about "whether I am an awakened person."

It doesn't matter if it is or not, Jiang Mian's first life has already died under the bronze sky of Qunshan City.

He patted Chu Huai's shoulder gently.

"Just say goodbye to this world during these days. I will come here to find you in about twenty days."

“The days ahead may be tough and you have to be prepared.”

The thin young man turned around and left after saying a few words. Chu Huai silently felt the power of the master flowing in his body and still felt that everything was incredible.

Chu Huai picked up the white iron sword that was submerged in the mud and looked at Jiang Mian's delicate back that was gradually blurring.

"Obviously it is considered a first-class holy sword here, but in his heart it is no different from these withered leaves." Chu Huai shook his head helplessly.

Jiang Mian ran into the sleepy Jiang Yaoguang in the corridor.

"Yaoguang, did you just wake up?" Jiang Mian asked in surprise.

"Because I didn't sleep all night last night..." Jiang Yaoguang said, rubbing his apricot eyes.

…

Ye Taoli finally arrived at Yunlan before the sun set.

There is a soft snow falling in Yunlan today.

"In the Five Army Competition, there are Shen Fan and Chu Huai, so it shouldn't be too ugly to be at the bottom."

Ye Taoli stretched out her right hand, and orange light and snow fell on her porcelain-white arm.

After confirming that no one was around, the peerless princess excitedly stomped on the soft white snow.

Like a happy little girl.

…

Within two days after the episode, Jiang Mian and Jiang Yaoguang really started their pleasant journey in the capital.

There are more than a dozen Polaroids in Jiang Yaoguang's collection of photo albums.

Although the earthly natural scenery is slightly inferior to the bizarre Jiuchuan, its cultural heritage accumulated for thousands of years is much richer than Jiuchuan, which has a history of only more than 900 years after the apocalypse.

Today's Yue Clan is to a large extent just an imitation of the mechanical age, so even though Jiuchuan's technology far exceeds that of the world, it lacks some of the empathy that comes from passing down the fire from generation to generation.

"Always maintain awe of history." Jiang Mian said softly while looking at this magnificent palace.

The evening plane gradually rose from the airport, and the lights of thousands of houses in the capital gradually dimmed under the tail of the Boeing 747.

…

Sakurajima.

Evergreen Castle.

Genryu Hotaru stood on the top of the splendid Tenshu Palace and stroked the huge golden owl kiss.

There were once five people with the same name below the ninth level.

Ye Zi, the leader of the Jiyue Army of the Yue Clan.

Samuel, the five-star general of Yu State.

The first apostle of the Western Kingdom.

Sakurajima's Shogun Minamoto Hotaru.

Yu Yuan, Secretary General of the Hunter Alliance.

There is Ye Jingzhe above the leaves, Alex and Alan Kerr above Samuel, zero above Apostle One, and Akalina above Yu Yuan.

And what about Sakurajima?

Tianwulong?

That stubborn old man did not belong to the Nagasaki Shogunate at all.

Nowadays, Jiuchuan has reshuffled the cards. Ye Zi was promoted to the ninth level after comprehending the "other shore". Even the Moon Clan still has at least five eighth level members.

But as the leader of the Nagasaki Shogunate, he has never been able to truly cross that chasm.

Reluctance and anger filled Yuanliu Ying's gloomy eyes.

On top of the tallest building in Nagasaki, Genryu Hotaru stared at the oppressive and orderly city at the foot of the mountain.

Suddenly there was a terrifying and sharp fluctuation in the sky.

Genryu Hotaru tightly grasped the handle of the black katana at her waist and raised her head alertly like a falcon.

It was a tiny black mass that fell from the sky and looked like a seed.

The black mass fell quickly with a strange halo, and its falling tail line had faint ripples.

Without thinking.

[Stop] Unsheath.

Once the dull katana is unsheathed, it will never move forward.

The night is dark and windy.

Hotaru Minamoto's kimono made a rustling sound.

The black sword light that suddenly swallowed up everything collided with the equally pitch-black black mass.

…

The cold warrior fell from the top of the palace and fell into a pool of scarlet and dazzling blood.

While the attendant was panicking, a strange and strange black formation gradually appeared on Yuan Liuying's forehead.