Magic Punk

The night is dark and the lanterns are on.

Xuan Yi knew nothing about what happened after he left, and even if he knew, he would forget it as soon as possible.

Because he stayed away from anything that might cause him to die.

I sent a letter to my sister, sent Lan Liuyan home, and finally completed Jiu San's commission. The little tails left over from this trial were properly put away, which meant that Xuan Yi was fine at this time. Can be done.

There is still some surplus left in ten hours, but Xuan Yi is not in a hurry to go back at all, because going back means being interrogated. In this case, it is good to stay outside for one more minute.

He has never thought about escaping, and Xing Lihua is naturally the most important reason. Secondly, from the moment he left the ANBU gate, his every move has been under the surveillance of others, and it would be too much to think about escaping. a little.

So after Xuan Yi left the Dou Li Alley, he walked in the light of the setting sun and arrived at the foot of the Sky Tower with ease. He did not try to enter the spiral staircase inside and was pulled up, but just continued to climb up the outer layer like an ape.

The Sky Tower is the tallest man-made building in the world. Almost everyone who comes to Star City will come here to visit this tower built entirely of steel.

The tower is one thousand and one meters high, just two meters higher than the Ye Ye Academy's Ye Tower, which was once the tallest building in the world.

Regarding the origin of the Sky Tower, there is a familiar story. When Yong Yao Supreme ascended the throne for a hundred years, three giant steel mills were put into operation one after another. The annual steel output of this magical steel plant using the latest technology It can be equivalent to the steel production of the entire world in one year before the Magical Industrial Revolution. Before that, even the most imaginative people could not imagine such a crazy scene.

Because of this, Yongyao Supreme just ordered to build a high tower of steel in the center of Star City to celebrate and commemorate.

Not too high – a thousand and one meters will do.

This is not the first time that Xuan Yi has climbed this tower. He climbed to the top of the peak once and it took him a full three hours.

After completing the investigation, he climbed a second time, which took him two hours and ten minutes.

Now this time is the fastest one. After Zhizhi, although he did not obtain the extraordinary ability in the true sense, the physical strengthening has made great progress, which makes people a little bit dumbfounded.

The one thousand and one meter tall tower took only one hour and twenty minutes this time.

When the boy finally sat on the iron platform a thousand meters above the ground, the giant beast of Star City had just opened its millions of twinkling eyes.

The boy's feet were suspended in the air a thousand meters above. Countless eyes opened and closed at Xuan Yi's feet. Colorful lights gathered together, just like the Milky Way hanging upside down on the earth, or millions of fireflies waking up in the forest.

A forest of steel and concrete.

Xuan Yi untied the wine bottle from his waist and took a sip quietly.

He didn't bring any wine when giving gifts to Xing Huainan, just because Jiu San didn't say anything, so he didn't do anything extra.

But climbing high is boring without wine.

The 30,000 star yuan I took from Jiu San, plus the bottle of wine in my hand that wasn't actually that good, left me with just over a thousand stars left.

Xuan Yi took out the blue banknotes worth more than a thousand dollars one by one, counted them and piled them into a pile, holding them down with wine bottles to prevent them from being blown away by the wind here.

Then he took out one piece and carefully folded it into a blue paper airplane. Using his hands hard, the paper airplane burst out of the air, with a sharp wind sound, and disappeared into the endless night.

It feels so good, and it’s the best way to kill time.

Xuan Yi pressed the banknote with his hand, picked up the wine bottle and took another swig, then put it down and folded another airplane.

A plane took a sip of wine. When the last banknote turned into a bird and disappeared from sight, the wine in Xuan Yi's bottle was gone. The boy shook the bottle to confirm that there was no sound of water inside, but the boy's His reserve still allowed him to suppress the desire to throw it from a thousand meters away.

Even though he was slightly drunk, Xuan Yi still remembered that he had to be a good person under the premise that the situation allowed.

So he held the wine bottle and looked lightly but deeply at the ground beneath his feet.

This luxurious and decadent city lies beneath your feet.

He has lived in this city for fifteen years, but he has never thought for a second that he belongs to this city.

That thing called loneliness has always been with this boy. Only by Xing Lihua's side did he feel a little comfortable and safe.

Thinking like this, Xuan Yi said lightly: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, I'm just very free." A voice came quietly from behind him.

"If you have free time, why don't you drink with me?" Xuan Yi said, "There was some left just now, but now it's gone."

"Don't drink on the job." The man replied, "It's common sense."

Xuan nodded and threw the bottle back, but there was no sound of landing.

Then Xuan Yi stood up from the sky tower, turned around and looked at the boy wearing black tights opposite him. He stood there like a black bat, but he had pure silver hair and eyes.

"There's still time left."

The boy opposite nodded: "Yes, there is still some left."

"But your time is running out."

"Xing Hedu is dead, why didn't you report it?"

Xuan Yi smiled: "Because there is no difference in the result whether you report it or not."

"But at least - not reporting gives me ten more hours to do what I want to do."

Saying this, the young man stretched out his hands and put them together, indicating that the other party could handcuff him and take him away.

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Xuan Yi's successful arrest did not make this slightly balding man feel even a little bit relaxed.

He stood in front of the desk and looked at the messenger in front of him: "I have enough things to do. Can you, the Lanye Empire, also get involved?"

The messenger on the other side smiled, but there was no smile in his tone: "If I could help it, I wouldn't want to come to you Dark Star."

"But Uncle Lan Zhusheng spoke up, so I could only reluctantly come over and join in the fun."

"Xinghedu is dead, I have heard."

"But our Lan Liuyan also died there, and we also want to know what happened."

"As for your seventy-fourth standard test, we will also send people to investigate together."

"Of course, Governor, you can refuse, but after Her Royal Highness the Ninth Princess arrives, I'm afraid we will have to settle this account slowly."

Xing Huai Yao closed his eyes, adjusted his emotions, and then slowly spoke: "Do you think my Dark Star is a soft persimmon?"

The messenger did not care about the mood of this big man at all, and said with a faint smile: "Dark Star is certainly not a soft persimmon. Anyone who dares to think so is dead."

"However, please remember, adults, we are not soft persimmons. No existence in this world dares to knead us at will."

"I'm just conveying the will of the Lanye Empire."

"Not an order."

"But it's definitely not a request."