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The meeting didn't last long, on the one hand, everyone needed some time to think about the current situation, and on the other hand, Minas Tirith still needed to deal with the post-war affairs, and it was impossible for them to continue to discuss them here endlessly.

However, at the end of the meeting, there are some small differences between the plot and characters. Aragorn, Hieudon, and Boromo all believe that the situation is urgent, and now that Sauron has regained the One Ring, it is time to concentrate their forces and attack before he can fully gather his minions and form the dark army of the past. This would have been a very normal suggestion, but it was overruled by Gandalf.

"It's not time yet, we need more strength to fight Sauron. That's what he said.

"More power?" said Aragorn, puzzled, "what other power can help us?" maybe, but while we wait, Sauron is also retrieving his long-lost power, much faster than we are...... What we lack most now is time. ”

"Yes, but we have to wait, there is no alternative. Gandalf said with some pain: "Only the Ring can fight against the Supreme Ring in Sauron's hand, fortunately, the Elven Three Rings are not tainted by Sauron's power, and we still have a chance." ”

“…… Well, Gandalf, I believe you, so how long are we going to wait?"

"Five days. ”

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Five days is a pre-war preparation for the Middle-Continent team, and everyone has their own things to do. Or exercise, or analyze the situation, but there is one person in the team......

Zhao Yingkong felt very strange, yes, quite strange.

At that meeting, she had an inexplicable feeling that something had suddenly appeared in Minas Tyris. This thing has a strong attraction to her, and it is quite close......

So that night, she left her room alone, and searched for it according to the feeling in her heart. And the more Zhao Yingkong walked, the more her heart beat violently, such a feeling was really indescribable, but she had a faint premonition, what was this feeling, because only he would make her heart ripple so much......

The last time I met him, it was his copy of the Demon Team, and this time, I'm afraid it's his own body, right?

Zhao Yingkong followed the streets of Minas Tirith all the way, first walking, then running, and finally running. Bypassing the guards at the city gate lightly, Zhao Yingkong, who was about to gush out of his heart, suddenly stopped after running for a few more minutes.

It was a wilderness, and in the night, a figure that was slightly blurred in the night was standing silently.

"Little cousin, we finally meet again. Of course, maybe for you we are meeting again, hehe, it seems that you have made quite a lot of progress, you can actually follow my breath all the way, do you have anything to say to me?" Just as Zhao Yingkong was staring at that back, the long-haired man turned his head and looked at Zhao Yingkong with a smile on his face. That expression can't help but remind people of the man when he was facing his lover.

With a "boom", Zhao Yingkong's mind exploded.

That hatredful anger almost ignited Zhao Yingkong's body and mind, if it was replaced by Resident Evil II, she was afraid that she would not hesitate to rush up and attack the man. But now, she just bit her lip fiercely and held Biluo and Huangquan, and it seemed that it took a lot of strength to say in a voice that suppressed her anger: "Zhao Fukong ......"

Zhao Weikong looked at Zhao Yingkong in front of him, instead of showing any displeased expression, he smiled even more happily, he clapped his hands and said: "Great, you have improved, I know from the clone that he killed you, because you haven't used the resurrection quota that time." And the way you died, and the beauty of that death, he also told me. You don't know, although I haven't seen the broken beauty with my own eyes, but just thinking about the moment you died, I was so excited that I didn't know what to do, the broken beauty......"

In the face of Zhao Fukong's deliberate provocation, Zhao Yingkong took a deep breath, barely controlled his trembling hands, and said, "Zhao Fukong, you are not a person who can talk so much nonsense, and I didn't come today to fight you." I just want to ask you the truth about the ......."

However, before Zhao Yingkong's words were finished, she felt a breath being blown next to her ear, but Zhao Yukong had disappeared from the spot and stood beside her at some point.

"My cute little apple. ”

Zhao Weikong did not hide the pleasure on his face at all, and he said in an extremely soft voice: "Ask me the truth of the year? Don't you know the truth of the year? I killed all of them, Yukong, Mingkong, and Nikong...... In order to verify their own strength, in order to stand on a higher apex. ”

"You know what? When Okora died, all he had left was his skeleton and pus, and he ......."

"Shut up!"

Zhao Yingkong couldn't bear it anymore, a light flashed, and the yellow spring in his hand slashed straight towards Zhao Yingkong's body.

But...... Void.

As soon as Zhao Yingkong's short sword was swung, he felt a pain in his wrist, but he had already been held by Zhao Yukong's hands, and the attack was naturally unsustainable.

"You're too weak, my little apple. ”

Zhao Weikong put his lips close to Zhao Yingkong's ear, and said softly: "Look, you are still vulnerable in front of me, so you can only be killed by me again......"

Zhao Yingkong gritted her teeth, and blood even flowed out of her mouth. She knew that Zhao Fukong was right, she was still too weak now, and she could only be killed again, and ...... again

However, just as Zhao Yingkong was about to meet his death, Zhao Fukong suddenly pushed Zhao Yingkong and quickly retreated with this reaction force. And in the middle of the two, a deep sword mark suddenly appeared.

"Sakura!"

In the next second, Yang Yun came in an instant, stepped on the ground when he got close, and when he transferred his strength into the ground, he took advantage of the situation and held Zhao Yingkong's hand tightly, pulling her behind him, and at the same time a wave of life energy was lost: "Are you okay? That guy didn't do anything to you, right?"

[Zhao Shukong!Why did this guy appear here?Did he lure Sakura out?Damn, I'm afraid I'm not this guy's opponent now......]

And Zhao Yingkong was slightly stunned at first, and then felt the temperature in his hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but feel a sense of relief in his heart.

"Oh, it looks like your companion is here. ”

Seeing Yang Yun's movements and his undisguised hostility, Zhao Yukong's face changed suddenly, and his tone also faintly revealed a strange feeling: "I was saved, little apple...... I'm really surprised by how you've grown today, but it's not enough. ”

"Anger, hate, live. You're still too weak now, Zhao Yingkong, let's talk about it when you grow up enough to really stand in front of me. The next time we meet, let me see the broken beauty ......"

"My, little cousin......"

When the last five words were spit out, Zhao Yukong's figure flickered, and his figure had completely disappeared from the field of vision of the two......