The Path Toward Heaven

A boy in a blue sweater was standing by the window on the top floor, and a boy in a white gown was standing by the bar on the next floor.

The sight of the two men separated by hundreds of meters and met in an empty military building.

There is no wind, no sword sound, let alone any sparks, but there are countless contents.

If it is another story, in other similar classic scenes, the next moment they will retract their eyes and turn away. They will meet again after many storms and many years. After many years, they remember the original intersection of the eyes. Then start a thrilling battle, pushing the plot forward.

That was too troublesome and too time consuming, and Jing Jiu didn't accept it.

He disappeared from the window and appeared in front of Shen Yunbu.

There was a breeze this time, and the hat of the blue sweater was lifted behind him, revealing that face.

Shen Yunbu ’s fingers had just left Ran Handong's cheek, and his fingertips were left with residual temperature.

He looked at Jing Jiu's face, slightly distracted, and then smiled with a self-deprecating smile, and said, "Will it be too early to meet?"

Jingjiu ignored the hidden meaning in this sentence and directly asked, "Do you have the right?"

Earlier in General Li's office, he asked the other party to release the soldiers on the battleship. Major Chen said that he did not have permission, so do you have it?

Shen Yun buried and looked at him with a smile and said, "I do."

The most outstanding boy of the Galaxy Alliance is indeed extremely beautiful, and he has the charm of reversing sentient beings with a random smile.

Jing Ji glanced at him and said, "Are you the descendant of the Ascension?"

The exact meaning of this sentence is that this person is the blood of the ascending continent and the humanity of the Galaxy Alliance.

Shen Yunbu said, "This is not the immortal realm, nor is it an upper realm. You have to change your habit. It's called a cocoon-breaker."

Jing Jiu didn't care about this, nor did he recognize the idea of ​​half a fellow fellow with the other party, and continued to ask, "Permission?"

Shen Yunbu confirmed his intention and looked into his eyes and said, "You are really a little different from them."

Ran Handong just woke up at this time, looked at Jing Jiuyi, and retreated silently into the distance.

Shen Yunbui continued: "It is impossible to let people go. Those who know your secrets and those who know our secrets will all die. Those on the battleships are dead."

Jing Jiu said, "No, if they die, you will die."

This is not a threat or intimidation, but an objective statement, calm and powerful.

"Do you know who I am?"

Shen Yunbu's eyebrows were raised beautifully, and his tone suddenly changed: "Isn't it very much like what villains often say? This kind of words really don't have much power, and can only be ridiculed, but ... I am very powerful. "

Jing Jiu said, "I probably know who you are."

Shen Yun buried his hand and stroked his waterfall-like black hair, with a boring meaning, and said, "Since you know who I am, how dare you move me? Even if you are different from those who break the cocoon, it may be somehow inexplicable. Courage, suddenly wanted to move me, how did you move me? "

Waiting for Jing Jiu to speak, he sighed and continued: "Is it boring to say such a life?"

Invincible will be lonely, and loneliness will be like snow.

This sounded a bit pretentious, but if you really stand alone on the peak for many years, it will be a bit boring, or lonely.

Jing Jiu thought about his life in these two lives and said, "It's okay."

He doesn't feel bored or lonely, but sometimes it is annoying and can save trouble, he is very welcome.

Shen Yun expressed an interesting expression, saying, "The cocoon-breakers are very proud. I have also seen them, but they are not as good as you ..."

He thought about how to describe Jing Jiu's temperament, and he was a little uncertain, saying, "It's natural?"

"They lost." Jing Jiu said, "I didn't."

Shen Yunbu said with emotion: "I see, the kind of breath that comes out of you is not a natural pride, but it can naturally make people unpleasant."

Jing Jiu asked, "Did you finish?"

"I hope what you said is true, otherwise it will make me feel empty again, in order to make you more serious, so ..."

Shen Yunbu watched him seriously and said, "If you lose, Zhong Lizi, Jiang and Xia, and that little girl from the flower house will all die."

Just the moment before, he held Ran Handong's face and said that if her father died, he would **** her.

He certainly didn't want to **** her, as much as disdain to kill the successor of the Star Gate Priestess.

These are just the chips he threw at the table.

Life is a boring game for him.

Jing Jiu was not provoked by this sentence.

His expression was still so calm, but he didn't know when his right hand had been raised, and point forward.

This action seems simple and understatement, but it is actually extremely scary because it is too fast.

There are countless people in the military building watching the movement here, and there are countless monitoring equipment aimed at this side, but no one can see his shot clearly, and no monitoring equipment can capture his movements.

That slender finger is like the sharpest sword, breaking through hundreds of thousands of air molecules, rubbing out countless minute turbulence.

Those turbulences had no time to emit light, looking at the lines drawn by the glass melted by the high temperature.

Only Shen Yun had a clear look at Jing Jiu's movements, and when he saw that finger, only he had time to do something.

The sleeves were fluttering, but there was no time to actually float, except that the first wrinkles had just appeared on the edges, and his right hand was raised.

His fingers fell on Jing Jiu's shoulder.

After all, it's slower.

Jing Jiu's fingers fell on his brows.

Time seems to stop at this moment.

But to be precise, time only starts at this moment and proceeds at the normal flow rate.

This scene fell in the eyes of all people, in all monitoring equipment, absolutely stationary.

It's like the gunmen in the retro movies who aimed at each other within a short distance with a fire salamander.

Those **** are like two extremely powerful guns.

The two seemed to pull the trigger at the same time.

A loud noise!

That white coat really floated and rolled like a random flag.

Shen Yun was buried like a stone.

The violent impact sounded continuously, extremely dense, and several solid walls were broken one after another, bringing up a trail of smoke and dust.

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A straight passage appeared in the military building.

The dust gradually converged, revealing a figure.

Shen Yun's white clothes were slightly broken, his eyes were slightly surprised, and he calmed down quickly.

He looked at the blue figure in the distance, tilted his head slightly, and suddenly smiled, and seemed to find it all very interesting.

With this movement, a drop of blood spilled from his brows.

That blood was illuminated by the sky, with a touch of golden light.

Jing Jiu glanced at his left shoulder, and a tiny narrow mouth appeared on the blue shirt.

He looked up into the distance, thinking something interesting.

After thinking this sentence, he came to Shen Yunbu's body, stretched out his fingers again, and pointed at the other person's brows.