On the floor leading to the exit of the town, an elderly man with crane hair and silver beard who could not hide his sturdy strength stood there, he looked very old, but his steady body and the temperament exuded by his whole body all showed that he was strong. He held a strangely shaped black box-like object in his hand, and at this moment, a pair of eagle falcon eyes shot straight at Qiu Xuan who was standing on the roof of the opposite building.

Qiu Xuan paused, didn't continue to launch the grappling hook at the opposite building, stood on the rooftop and asked from afar: "Which one?" ”

The man still looked at her with a calm expression, and his mouth was full of neutrality, "Academy of Sciences, Meng Ge." ”

Was it Mencius's grandfather? Qiu Xuan was really a little surprised at this time, if it was really Meng Ge who had nominated Elmetra as the third prophet, wouldn't that mean that the Academy of Sciences had sent twelve elders to find them? Qiu Xuan originally thought that the reason why the Academy of Sciences would come to trouble her was because she was afraid that it would be unfavorable for her to follow Shuying by the side of an unknown person, or that she wanted to join forces with the mercenary group in the plague-ridden apocalypse, but she didn't expect that the seriousness of the situation was far beyond her imagination.

"Oh, you are the grandfather of Mencius? Unfortunately, I got separated from them, and I don't know where he is now. ”

"You know me?" Meng Ge looked a little surprised, then reacted and shook his head, "I'm not here today for the sub-period, but for you." ”

"What can I do?"

Meng Ge finally glanced at the soldiers gathered on the ground, his gaze was a little complicated, and in the next second, he suddenly flicked his wrist and activated the strangely shaped black box in his hand. The boxy box unfolded in a polygonal shape, stretching and elongating into the shape of a small flying machine with the sound of a mechanical start.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to do it to a little girl, but for the sake of the development of science and technology and the continuation of humanity, I have to do it." As he spoke, he quickly prostrated himself and leapt up from the edge of the rooftop on the opposite side and flew towards Qiu Xuan, the condensation steam from the improvised aircraft obscuring most of his figure. In a burst of rumbling sounds, Qiu Xuan sneered and slid the knife in his sleeve.

For the common development of mankind, for the righteousness of community existence, and for the continuation of science and technology...... Qiu Xuan found that she really didn't have any good feelings about the so-called Academy of Sciences now, and the mechanics who were above the top stood on the high ground and said self-interested words condescendingly. She'd heard enough of the noble reasons she'd heard since she arrived in the world, and the so-called noble mechanics wouldn't have understood that some people were doing their best just to live. Or maybe they've always seen the difference, but they're just blindfolded and don't want to see.

The sharp hand slashed across the object held by Meng Singer, and the strange weapon that had changed back into the appearance of a black box suddenly changed again, and the splicing combination became the appearance of an imitation Tang knife.

Meng Ge held the hilt of the knife with both hands and slashed down with Ling Yan's momentum, Qiu Xuan blocked with a short knife, and the knife struck neatly towards his façade. At this moment, the weapon in the man's hand changed again, and the plate was extended and spliced into a shield to firmly block the blow. The movement of the main knife in his right hand suddenly lightened, and Qiu Xuan turned the thorn into a split, and the sharp blade left a long scratch on the shield that could not be seen in the material. She maintained the chopping motion in her hand, and suddenly lowered her body to manipulate the knife to slash at Meng Ge's ankle.

Meng Ge dodged this blow with a few bounces, but her slightly old figure was very agile and powerful, which reminded her of the same sturdy old man. And when she thought of the old man's unreliable-sounding title of "Lieutenant Rodell" that made her almost die in the hands of Master Fu, she was angry, and the offensive movements in her hands became more and more fierce, as if she was venting her resentment on the person in front of her.

As expected, Meng Ge caught her attack with rich and skillful combat experience, and the two of them greeted me a few times, and there was a tacit understanding for a while. However, I always felt that Meng Ge was not serious about fighting. Qiu Xuan frowned, looked at the unpredictable black box in his hand again, and suddenly made a feint with a short knife, and grabbed his wrist with a hand that covered his ears with lightning speed.

The tentacles were cold.

She was momentarily stunned for a moment, and in just a few breaths, the liquid metal had covered and protected his entire arm, forming an absolutely safe piece of armor. And Meng Ge grabbed her wrist with his backhand, and looked at her with a deep face for the first time.

"I heard Fu Ji say that I didn't believe it before, but I didn't expect it to be true. You are not the chosen prophet of this generation at all, why do you have the ability that belongs to the second prophet Fu Zeqi? ”

"I want to wait for you to tell me." Qiu Xuan's knife tip slanted and forced him to let go of the hand that was gripping him, and stepped back a little to keep a distance. "Who is rare to be your 'prophet', I really don't feel worthy for Elmetra."

Meng Ge's face was completely gloomy, from an old man who seemed to be quite upright and easy to talk to the current gloomy appearance. He took a few deep breaths as if to ease his emotions and spoke, "I don't know where you learned about this, but it is an indisputable fact that Elmetra was ungrateful, betrayed the Academy of Sciences, and betrayed those of us who supported and trusted her. ”

Qiu Xuan chuckled, not knowing who she was mocking, and her eyes looked through Meng Ge in front of her and seemed to see the simple and bright girl in the past.

After that time travel that came and went very abruptly, when they returned from Mr. Fu's Dark Descent Industry, Qiu Xuan had quietly asked Qin Jiuyuan if he had known that Elmetra would not die, so he looked calm at that time. At that time, Qin Jiuyuan's answer was: "It doesn't matter." ”

It doesn't matter if Elmetra will die or not, the third prophet will kill the second generation is a predestined ending, and it has nothing to do with the abilities and choices of Fu Zeqi or the Academy of Sciences.

Qin Jiuyuan said that when he first met Elmetra at Nobel, she had already been banished by the Academy of Sciences as a "traitor." It is only known that the explosion of the Darkborn Industries was caused by Elmetra, and that after the catastrophe, almost all of the prototypes and researchers involved in the infection were killed in the fire, so in the thirty years after that, known as the "peace period", no one knew that the infected people had existed since the technological revolution.

Later, Elmetra went to the Academy of Sciences alone, where she confessed her crimes to the Twelve Elders and questioned them about the development of the plague and the deliberate murder of black men. Alone for the first time as a mechanic, she stood on the opposite side of the Academy of Sciences, desperate for an explanation of her loneliness and collapsed faith, only to be stripped of her identity and exiled forever.

Qiu Xuan does not want to judge the truth of the matter based on subjective consciousness alone, but she is still willing to give her the most basic respect to brave people like El Metra who go against the times. In that small, remote and decaying village, the old woman, who was clearly already in some mental trouble, begged them to spare the young man named Ral, saying that he could have had a better life.

But what about herself? The girl named Elmetra has the talent and origin that others can only dream of, she should have grown up smoothly, she should have inherited the position of the next prophet as everyone expected, and she should have had a better life.

Instead of nesting in that small village, casually marrying a terrible man, insensitively paying for her former enemies, and guarding her messy memories that have been tampered with and living a crazy life.

"You're not qualified to say that about her." In the end, Qiu Xuan looked at Meng Ge and said. "You, or you, are not eligible."

Meng Ge stopped talking, the armor on his wrist faded silently, the liquid metal re-transformed into the previous Tang Dao appearance, and a swirling sweeping knife slashed straight towards Qiu Xuan.

When he raised his knife to block again, the power contained in his withered wrist surprised Qiu Xuan. The blades collided and made a crisp sound of "poof", and Meng Ge's body quickly slashed the knife for the second time, and in the mysterious state of not entering the intensification of the dangerous infection bloodline, Qiu Xuan was a little overwhelmed for a while.

He had kept his hand before. Qiu Xuan squinted his eyes and frequently retreated to block, as if he wanted to find a gap to raise his hand to attack.

And in the next second, in the gap between Meng Ge's jumps, the danger sense in her brain suddenly screamed. Ignoring the idea that he thought he would be able to take the blow, he reflexively quickly withdrew his hand and bounced back two steps. In the position where she was standing, several willow leaf-shaped darts were plunged deep into the ground, and the tail of the dart swayed slightly along the inertia.

And one more person.

Qiu Xuan's expression was solemn, and he devoted some of his energy to Meng Ge, while slowly retreating and dissipating his spiritual power.

On the rooftop, where there was no one except for the two of them, a contrived soft laugh suddenly sounded. "The little girl reacted quite quickly, but I don't know if I will have such good luck next time."

Unexpectedly, the first person to frown was Meng Ge.

"Bai Hexi, why are you here too?" He put away the gesture he had just about to start, but there was a faint impatient resistance in his words.

"Fu Ji is afraid that you won't be able to handle it alone, so I specially asked me to pick you up." The very contrived epilogue twisted and turned, and the smoke from the condensation slowly dissipated, and a tall and thin figure appeared on the top floor of the building out of thin air.

The feminine and coquettish voice and the name "Bai Hexi" actually belong to a man. The tall man paced out of the white mist that never dissipated, and he couldn't see that his excessively beautiful face could still show a trace of a man's own.

"Oh, why are they all looking at me like this?" The man raised his hand and almost coquettishly made a gesture to cover his mouth, "Aren't you too happy to see me?" ”

Besides anything else, he is really too delicate and good-looking. Qiu Xuan sighed secretly, but the Zimu knife, which had been clenching her right hand, turned in a direction. But with this kind of character, nine out of ten are cruel and ruthless perverts.

A few flying knives instantly brushed along her side, and the tip of Qiu Xuan's shoe swooped towards Bai Hexi at the fastest speed, and the sharp blade in her hand came out of the sheath, and the volley was a horizontal split. The man raised the corner of his pointed mouth and smiled charmingly, and the figure flickered for a moment, and before he could even see how he made a move, the flying knife inserted in the ground tied with red spikes was suddenly attracted by something, and it turned around and attacked her several vital points mercilessly.

Qiu Xuan's eyes snapped, he closed his eyes and decisively entered a state of intensification of danger induction, and his five senses doubled in an instant. The ghost's figure dodged the darts that went straight to her in a few sliding steps, and the short knife struck quickly, but in this case, the man on the opposite side grabbed the gap and slammed it on her shoulder, which showed a small flaw.

She covered the wound of the flesh and turned out and fell to the open space to gasp, and continued to think to herself, this kind of persona, the remaining one is particularly perverted.

"Oh, the little beauty is hurt, I'm really sorry." Bai Hexi seemed to be surprised to widen his eyes, and said with a little apology, "One excitement is heavy, but you will forgive me, right?" ”

Ahh

Qiu Xuan covered the violently painful wound with one hand and was a little angry by this attitude, and she didn't know what was quenched on his knife, the moment she straightened up, her mind was blank for a few breaths, and she was a little dazed.

He shook his head and tried to keep himself conscious, but was staggered by the layers of hallucinatory light and shadow that gradually flooded his mind.

Can't fall here. She was ruthless, touched the wound on her shoulder with her right hand, and tore it wider, and finally calmed down a little under the sudden pain.

"Oh my God, this is too ruthless, it's really distressing to watch."

"Baihe Creek." After watching from the side for a long time, Meng Ge finally couldn't help but interrupt. "After the technological revolution, the use of visual illusions has been expressly banned, and you are now considered a violator."

"Isn't it! Old-fashioned? Bai Hexi sighed exaggeratedly, and nodded at Meng Ge with his fingertips. What age are you living fossils, and it's the end of the steam age! Will there still be people who are full and have nothing to do to care if you are 'violating'? It's ridiculous too...... Finish. ”

The man stopped talking abruptly and incredulously, his slender fingertips pausing as they touched the long blood streak that had just been scratched on his face.

Qiu Xuan knelt on one knee and stood diagonally behind Bai Hexi, his chest rising and falling and panting, and a series of blood slid down from the smooth handle of the blade of the child's mother. She smiled hard, even though her eyes were beginning to blur. "Your hand slipped, but you'll forgive me, won't you?"

With that, Qiu Xuan took his last breath and rushed to the edge of the rooftop, jumped from the height of the 18th floor, and fired a metal grappling hook at the last tall building with his right hand trembling. She looked down at the soldiers rushing towards her, her wrists spasmed and she could no longer hold on to the rope in her hand, and she almost completely fell to the ground not far from the exit of the town.

The first team of soldiers who rushed was about to get close to their target, but they couldn't help but stop after seeing the scene in front of them.

After that, the soldiers who poured out braked and crashed, but they didn't have time to complain.

The atmosphere is frozen here.

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