Qianling held Qianyu's hand tightly and was protected by him, and saw the old man getting closer and closer under the miserable white moon through the boy's snow-white feathers, his expression was relaxed, and there was even a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was taking a careless walk after dinner.

"Zero ......?" she whispered, "Who is Zero?" this old man...... Who are you talking to?"

Chiba did not respond. His scarlet eyes firmly locked on the old man who was getting closer and closer in front of him, the clover in the center of his eyebrows shone brightly, and his fluffy feathered wings stretched to the extreme, protecting the girl tightly behind him, and his whole body was tense like a defensive posture.

The corners of Xuan Lao's mouth were still smiling, and he looked at the boy and the girl behind him with a very interesting gaze, lingering on the similar hair color and facial features. Sensing something, he slowly shifted his gaze to the boy's face to meet his cold, wary gaze.

"Hmm...... What does that mean?" he quipped, narrowing his eyes slightly, "what are you...... Do you want to do it with me? Huh? Can you do it? You see me now, don't you shiver with urine? Or ...... Okay, the scar forgot the pain?"

Feeling that the other party's words were not good, Qianling was a little uneasy and held Qianyu's hand more tightly, and the four-leaf clover in the center of her eyebrows bloomed silently.

"It's useless, little girl. Xuan Lao looked at her over Qianyu and paced leisurely with his hands in his hands, "Jing is right about one thing. Luck, in the end, is a kind of luck. In the face of unprecedented disparity in power, you are so lucky, I'm afraid you can't even be 'lucky'?"

"Or maybe ......," he smiled slowly, "I'll teach you what is the power of unprecedented disparity?"

Before the words fell, a terrible and piercing scream broke out in an instant, like a mountain torrent bursting and tearing a gap in the silent night sky in an instant!

"Ah...... Ahhhh......h Ahh——!!h

Qian Yu trembled, clasped his head, and suddenly fell to his knees, the heart-rending screams in his throat showed the pain of the outburst, and the clover in the center of his eyebrows was like a candle in the wind being extinguished in a blink of an eye!

"Xiao Yu......?" Qianling was stunned, screaming and jumping up and grabbing his hand desperately covering his head, "Xiao Yu! Xiao Yu! Xiao Yu——! what's wrong with you! Don't scare me-"

Qianyu knelt on the ground, his body convulsed, curled up in a ball and let out a terrible scream, his hands clasped his head, his nails almost grabbed into his scalp, and a pair of wings were spread on the ground in embarrassment, struggling and fanning, twisting and convulsing with his cry!

"Xiao Yu! Xiao Yu!" Qian Ling cried loudly, looking up at the old man in horror with tears streaming down her face, and stumbled up and grabbed him by the placket of his clothes, "What did you do...... What did you do to him!Bastard——! stop, you stop right now!You stop me...... Wow!"

Xuan Lao easily grabbed her wrist and folded it behind her back, lifted the collar and escorted the girl to her front to fix it, forcing her to look directly at the boy who was struggling and screaming on the ground, and said softly:

"This is the power of unprecedented disparity. Or, it would be more appropriate to call it 'absolute obedience.'" ”

Ning Mei stood behind Xuan Lao, slowly turned his face away and closed his eyes, unable to bear to look at the painful struggle and convulsions of the man on the ground.

Qianling's tears rolled down in big drops, and she couldn't stop shaking her head while crying:

"Leave him alone...... Let him go, please, please! I'm wrong, I shouldn't have trespassed into the Star Luo Temple, I shouldn't have run away and resisted, you can punish me however you want, please let him go, let him go-"

Xuan Lao slowly moved his gaze to the boy on the ground who was twitching and trembling, his eyes cold.

"A well-bred hound will one day bite its owner...... What should I do about it......? For the sake of our new little girl, I'll spare you this time. ”

Ling Chi's tearing pain receded like a tide, and Qian Yu curled up in a ball and slowly stopped grabbing and beating like self-harm, and lay on the ground with his dying breath, like a dead corpse, with breath in and out.

"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu!" Qian Ling struggled to pounce and hugged him from the cold ground into her arms, seeing that the boy's face was pale and unconscious, she stroked his chestnut hair that had been wet with sweat for just half a minute, and cried out in pain.

The light of the four-leaf clover lit up in the night, turning into countless fireflies, gently enveloping the boy in the girl's arms. His intermittent breathing slowly calmed down, the cold sweat on his forehead slowly eased, snuggled in the girl's arms trembling eyelashes and opened his eyes, tears slipped down the corners of his eyes, and the hoarse and broken "sister" was so weak that he couldn't hear clearly.

Qianling couldn't stop nodding while crying, and didn't let go of him for a moment.

The snow-colored eyelashes slowly drooped, staring at the pair of sisters and brothers who hugged each other tightly on the ground, still silent.

"Tianshui District is really a place where dragons and crouching tigers are hidden. Xuan Lao condescendingly stared at the sister and brother who hugged each other and cried, and sighed with emotion, "In the lower civilian area, there is a genius like your sister and brother who can use the waste feather ci to the world. ”

He slowly crouched down, reached out and lifted the girl's wet chin, and looked into the amber eyes of fear and pain:

"It's a pity that back then, I only found him, but I missed you. ”

Qianling looked at him blankly, her wet eyelashes trembled, her eyes began to tremble, and she slowly swallowed out the two words of confusion in her hoarse throat for a long time: "When ...... ...... year?"

"Back then," Xuan Lao withdrew his hand and stood up, looking at the night sky with his hands down, "for a major experiment of cross-generational significance, we are looking for a large number of children with unique talents in the whole Ellen Is. It's an honor...... Your brother is one of them. ”

Qianling was stunned, tears were slowly flowing down from the corners of her eyes, her lips trembled, and her pupils suddenly contracted:

"What...... ...... experiment?"

The boy's scarlet eyes flashed in his mind, as well as the treacherous monsters he had seen countless times on the battlefield. She felt something buzzing in her head explode, and everything collapsed with it.

"Half-breed...... Is it an experiment...... is it a mixed-race experiment? Is it a mixed-race experiment?"

She suddenly got up like crazy, pounced on the old man's hand, and bit it hard, crying and biting and screaming:

"How dare you! How dare you——! this is a taboo and a rebellion against the way of heaven! Even demons would not do such a thing! How dare you! You will have retribution...... You will have a ——! of retribution."

The frost condensed, and Ning Mei stepped forward to drag her away, looking at the bloody tooth mark on the back of the old man's hand worriedly, but he only disagreed and pulled his sleeves away, and slowly squatted down in front of the girl who was sitting on the ground in despair, and sighed softly.

"Don't worry, I'm not done yet. ”

"To become an experimental subject, in addition to talent, you also need physical fitness, as well as ...... Luck. We set up various tests to screen the strongest of these children layer by layer. In the end, twelve gifted children survived the trials of life and death, and they were given the qualification to experiment and the glory of the strong, and were given the number of subjects from 1 to 12. Unfortunately, there's no brother of yours in there. ”

Qianling's face lay on the ground like dead ashes, her eyes were wide open, and a steady stream of tears gathered into beads and fell, smashing on the ground and shattering.

"But just as we were about to leave with the twelve children, there was movement in the pile of corpses of the other unfortunate children. Xuan Lao looked at the stars and slowly squinted his eyes, as if recalling the past, and there was starlight flowing under his eyes, "That kid...... Just crawled out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood covered in blood. ”

"So we gave him the thirteenth number—"

"Zero. ”