The Goddess of Sword’s Journey Across the Stars

  Chapter 873 Return

  The battleship has left the unmanned star, and it has a tail behind it.

  The group of people who had attacked the army before did not leave, they have been wandering around the planet.

  Probably I still want to do it.

  It’s just that they didn’t wait for them to act again, and the transformed people first took action, and finally evolved into this way.

  They didn't get news of the eyeliner, and when they saw the battleship that appeared suddenly, they followed up.

   may be suspected of leaving General Lu and some reformers above.

  The youth did not take the opponent seriously, even if the opponent was driving a Tier 8 battleship.

   Seeing that they did not move, the other party finally couldn't wait, quickly approached and launched an attack!

  Boom!

  The gunfire exploded silently.

  The other party made no mercy, and did not intend to let them leave alive.

  The young man seemed to be in a good mood, he just picked the corner of his eyes when he saw this, and easily avoided all attacks.

  But the opponent is persevering and always puts on the back.

   "A bit annoying."

  Youth is authentic.

   Then he raised his hand, his eyes flashing like a whirlpool.

  At the moment of his action, the battleship behind him stopped abruptly, and even the attack stopped.

When they were away for some distance, they saw a Tier 8 battleship suddenly exploded in the air silently, like a gorgeous firework, fleeting, leaving only the broken battleship wreckage floating in the interstellar space, I don’t know it will fall in the future. Where to go.

   "Kid Fengjiu," the youth called.

  Feng Jiu looked at the direction over there, as if thinking about something, but did not respond.

  The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw the wind ignored for a long time, he simply walked over.

  After being taller, he in turn raised his head higher than Fengjiu, and with his arms, he could hold people firmly in front of him.

  But before he moved, the worry-free sword that had not moved suddenly buzzed, and the sudden burst of sword energy broke away from the young man's hand and flew back in front of Fengjiu again.

  The accident happened too quickly. Even though the youth had responded in time, they were still scratched through their palms. The bright-red blood-droplets fell little by little, and soon a small patch of dark color gathered on the ground.

  The youth did not show any anger, but looked at the worry-free sword floating out of thin air, with light in his eyes.

   "Do you want to save those two people that much?" The young man said: "I am willing to do it when there is no one."

  At this time, the battleship has swayed away from the unmanned star's boundary, and its location is empty, not close to any planet.

   And there is no army stationed around, even if they dismantle the battleship, they will not attract the attention of others.

  Fengjiu really thinks so, but there are other reasons for not doing it with Unmanned Star.

  The movement caused by the battle is too great, and the traces cannot be concealed, which will attract the attention of the army. She does not want to cause trouble to Feng Daddy and Mrs. Tong.

  It’s good here, no matter what happens, it will be obscured and swallowed by the vast starry sky.

The   Worry-Free Sword exuded a radiant light, and then the body of the sword changed, and it rose to a three-foot long sword and fell into Fengjiu's hands.

  The young man's pupils shrank, and the look in Feng Jiu's eyes was not all playful, and he also had a good hidden exploration and fear.

  But Feng Jiu didn't give him more time to think about it, the spirit sword shot, and the man had already arrived in front of the youth.

   "Boom!"

  The sword aura that turned into substance was extremely sharp, and the young man turned over to escape, but was still left with a fine wound on his face by the tyrannical force.

  And where he was just now, a big hole has been broken in the hull!

  The pressure in the battleship changes smoothly, and the air is quickly lost.

  There is no protective clothing in the battleship, and ordinary people cannot survive if they fall directly into space.

  The young man saw Feng Jiu’s intentions, and his eyes were dangerous: "So you want to die with me?"

   "Only you." Fengjiu said.

  No matter how powerful a young man may be, what distinguishes him from ordinary people is only his mental strength and physical quality.

  The young man stared at Fengjiu for a moment, and then suddenly rushed over!

   "Boom!"

  The young man wanted to grab the Wuyou Sword with his bare hands, but was forced to retreat by the sword aura emanating from the sword.

  If it weren't for him to flash fast, he would inevitably have a few more big holes in his body.

   But this is the case, and it is much better than others.

  It is necessary to know that the level 8 mecha division has no resistance to Wuyou Sword.

  The battleship is not big, and various instruments have been damaged by the wind for a long time, and the air is quickly lost. The youth feels the tremendous pressure, and even their actions have begun to become slow.

   On the other hand, looking at the wind for a long time, it seemed that he was not affected at all. He still stepped firmly on the floor, looking at him calmly.

   "Who are you?"

  Faced with such a predicament, the youth's tone was still calm, even with a smile on his face, but the smile looked a little weird.

  He licked the corners of his lips, and his deep laughter seemed to be in his throat: "Wangu still hides such a master, in front of a simple military academy, they are really blind."

  The wind glanced at him for a long time, and the worry-free sword turned and directly divided the battleship into two.

  There is no place to hide this time.

  The figure of the young man was suddenly exposed in space, and the voice could no longer be transmitted. He could only look at his opening and closing lips and **** to guess what he was going to say.

  But Fengjiu is not interested in what the young man said, nor does he care about the origin of the other party.

   is like a silent pantomime, and the worry-free sword flashes like a stream of light.

  The young man raised his hand to block, but his powerful body was paper muffled. It was easily penetrated, casting a **** mist in the starry sky.

  The youth's pupils shrank tightly, and the corners of his mouth opened and closed as if to say something, but it only trembled twice, and the brilliance in his eyes gradually dissipated.

  Looking at the figure floating quietly not far away, Feng Jiu recalled Wuyou Sword.

  The white little sword circled around her a few times, and the light flickered.

  The youth has no breath.

  But it is not enough. Even if there are no signs of life, there are still alien races who can rely on their racial talents to create miracles.

  The wind is close to the past for a long time.

  The young man closed his eyes and did not move, but his body changed.

  The original tall figure is gradually shrinking, as if time has been drawn, and he has fallen back to when he was a child.

  In just a few breaths, he passed the juvenile stage and became a small baby with no adult arm length.

   Very strange scene.

  Feng has been familiar with alien races for a long time, but he has not heard of any alien race that has such a phenomenon.

  On the contrary, there are similar exercises in the cultivation world.

  But the appearance of the youth has no understanding of the cultivator at all, and he has never even seen a spirit sword.

  This kind of thing that is beyond the scope of common sense, even if it is studied for eternity, there is no reason to study it.

  Wangu doesn’t even know how to transform people.

   But even if he becomes a baby, there is still no living breath in the opponent.

  No matter how you look at it, this is a remains.

  However, in Fengjiu's eyes, this is more like an illusion.

  Feng Jiu received the baby in the space ring without any hindrance.

  And the space ring can only hold dead objects.

  The wind fell on the wreckage of the floating battleship for a long time, drifting in the darkness.

  She swept her gaze, found the direction where the unmanned star was, tapped her toes, and the whole person flew out quickly!

  ——

On the unmanned star, Mr. Ge waited for General Lu to return. He was already anxiously unable to stand still, but he knew his strength and was afraid that he would cause trouble to the general after he passed. Two singe bubbles appeared.

  But the time is too long, and there has been no movement for so long, and he is afraid that there will be very bad results.

  Mr. Ge gritted his teeth and was thinking about looking at the situation regardless, when he suddenly saw something fast approaching from a distance in the sky.

  The black spot was too small, and the light from the corner of his eye swept away. When he turned his head to look again, there was nothing left.

  He narrowed his eyes in doubt, not sure if it was a falling meteorite.

   But soon he lost his mind to think about it.

  Mr. Ge raised his hand and wiped his sweaty forehead, his throat was already thirsty and almost smoked.

   Even if he doesn’t find it back, he won’t be able to hold on for long, so he laughed bitterly at last and decided to take a look.

  In the place where the underground fortifications were, the wind falling from the air stopped for a long time when it was close to the ground, and then slowed down and landed.

  However, a cyclone still arose, stirring the robe and the surrounding leaves.

  But this is not what she looked like when she left.

General   Lu was still in a coma, but the half-successful people who were stumbling about had become a pool of blood stains, scattered around in horror.

  Presumably when the youth lost their breath, these semi-successful entities died together.

  This kind of mind control is not less terrifying than divine consciousness.

  Wind passed by for a long time to check the situation of General Lu.

  No problem, as long as you recuperate for a few days, you can recover, and there will be no sequelae.

  Feng Jiu has already driven out all the mental fluctuations left by the youth.

  This place is full of **** smell, and it is steamed by the heat, and it is even more muddy in the nose of the population.

  There are no survivors underground, and all the experimental subjects have run away. It is meaningless to stay here.

  Fengjiu simply took General Lu on his back and left.

  When Mr. Ge came over, he saw a young man carrying a figure much taller than him on his back, struggling forward.

  Having waited so long with fear, and suddenly saw someone appear in front of him intact, Mr. Ge couldn't help being a little excited, he staggered over, and said with concern: "How are you?"

  He looked at the wind up and down for a long time, and saw that he was steady and did not look like he was injured. He was relieved and looked at General Lu.

  General Lu looked neat and tidy, and there was no trace of fierce fighting, but his face was pale and he was still unconscious. Mr. Ge raised his heart again, frowning and said: "What's the general situation?"

  He is not a doctor, but he also understands some related theories. After a cursory inspection, he did not see what was wrong with General Lu.

   "Nothing." Fengjiu said.

  She put people down.

  Mr. Ge was relieved when he heard his answer, and then he began to inquire about the previous matter.

  He didn't participate in the whole process, only when he was taken away by General Lu, he saw a little sight.

  But still not sure what happened afterwards.

  Fengjiu briefly explained.

  Hearing what the semi-successful body did, Mr. Ge's face changed, and finally he sighed and said with annoyance: "They are deliberately hiding their strength, our defense is still not enough."

  This is actually not their problem. Wangu’s fortifications are just that, and it is impossible for them to provide a higher level for the purpose of reforming people.

  Because of the delay for several days, even the stationed troops were forcibly transferred away.

  Unmanned star looked dull, but the confrontation with the outside world was fierce, and the truth in this was not clear in a few words.

  Originally, Mr. Ge had to follow the army to leave, he was able to stay with a strong request.

  But after all, there was such a big mess.

  Nothing can be kept.

  He went to take a look at the scene, saw the tragic situation, and returned with an ugly face.

  Because of this chaos, most of the materials remaining underground have been destroyed. The food and nutrients exposed to the outside quickly deteriorate and can no longer be used.

  Only a small part of nutrients and water are left, barely enough for them to survive for a few days.

  If no one comes to meet them during this period, then the next day will be sad.

  What’s more troublesome is that the environment here is really uncomfortable.

  Whether it is day or night, it is hot to make people doubt life.

  Water consumption has increased sharply, and Mr. Ge is very afraid that it won’t last long.

General   Lu hasn't woken up yet and cannot be counted on.

  Mr. Ge is not good at letting Fengjiu a student go around, so he plans to find something edible by himself.

  At such a high temperature, there is no water flow on unmanned stars, and there is even no rain all year round.

  The only bit of water can only be ingested from plants.

  Otherwise, those monsters cannot survive.

  Mr. Ge is also a military academy. Although he is not a student of mecha combat department, he still has the necessary survival skills.

  He quickly found plants that could eat water.

  The three moved over and settled down.

  Here, the underground is not cool, especially the metal building without refrigeration system. You can barbecue directly on it, so you definitely can’t go back.

  Mr. Ge looked around, but did not find a large leaf, so he could only take off his outer shirt and cover it on General Lu’s head, hindering a bit of scorching temperature.

   "Classmate Feng, come here, too." He greeted Feng Jiu.

Feng Jiu shook his head and refused.

  Mr. Ge didn't force it, but the look in Feng Jiu's eyes was very complicated.

  In such a hot temperature, both he and the unconscious General Lu were sweating profusely. Looking back at the wind for a long time, there was only a very fine sweat on his forehead, and he did not see the same embarrassment as them.

  Only one day, Mr. Ge couldn't stand it anymore. If he weren't worried about getting sunburned, he would have to take off all his clothes to be comfortable.

   But in this way, the body is also soaked in water, which is really tormenting.

   "Why did you choose such a place back then." Mr. Ge muttered.

  He can only talk.

  After all, the environment of unmanned satellites is all kinds of bad. It is not a temperature problem or something else, and it can't be too good.

  At least there is no life-threatening here, which is pretty good.

  But their food is declining, and it’s a long time. It’s really hard to say what will happen.

  However, the wind is here for a long time, and he has to participate in the mecha contest.

  Even if others don't care, Gu Yi will definitely find him sooner or later.

  This gives Mr. Ge a little more hope.

  And two days later, General Lu finally woke up.

  (End of this chapter)