Shen Hongtu lightning rushed to the edge of the crater, and the scorching waves of air spread over her face, instantly turning her face red. She still wanted to save people, but what she saw in the end was the "magma flower" splashed by Xi Xue falling into the magma lake, and her heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

Finished! The temperature of the magma is so high that even alloy steel will melt in an instant, not to mention a living person made of flesh and blood, it is simply certain to die.

Shen Hongtu's face was sluggish: What the hell is going on, why is he looking for death!?

But in an instant, she reacted, the little junior brother would never seek death, this is murder! She instantly thought of what had happened in the wine inn before, and she couldn't help but feel a deep sense of guilt in her heart. If I had been more cautious just now, maybe my junior brother would not have suffered this catastrophe.

However, at this time, a person appeared next to Shen Hongtu, wearing a white suit, standing on the edge of the sinkhole, and the red heat wave hit him, making him seem to be shining all over.

Shen Hong Tu turned around violently, and at the same time, a fist had already blasted over, although it was a hasty shot, but this punch was still vigorous, with a sonic boom, and the punch speed was as fast as lightning. It can be said that as soon as this fist was punched, it had already "hit" the target - but something strange happened, Shen Hongtu's fierce punch seemed to hit the air, completely penetrating the body of the man in the white suit.

On the contrary, the aftermath of this punch affected a passerby, and the guy immediately scolded angrily: "What are you doing? Look for death! However, he seemed to be very powerful, and after scolding, he quickly ran into the crowd.

Shen Hongtu withdrew his fist in a daze, looked at his fist, and then looked at the man in the white suit who was almost close at hand, and a thought that only made her spine chill popped up in her heart: "Is it really hell?" ”

The man in the white suit suddenly turned his head to look at Shen Hongtu, and said lightly: "Don't worry, he can't die." That kid's life is much harder than you think. Hehe, speaking of which, that kid has gone all the way, how many people want his life, but he is alive and well, and he has done many things that others can't think of. I appreciate his resilience. Come to think of it, your master also took a fancy to this quality of his, so he made an exception to accept him as a disciple of his own lineage. ”

Shen Hongtu was shocked in his heart, but on the surface, he had a gloomy face, "Who are you?" Why? ”

The man in the white suit said: "I'm Song Weiming." The tone was still light and light, without pretending to be profound, and he said his name straightforwardly.

Shen Hongtu's heart suddenly set off a monstrous wave.

How could she not know what the three words "Song Weiming" represented? She just never dreamed that the "living myth" would stand in front of her like this - as for the truth or falsehood of doubt, at this moment she has no doubt in her heart, this is a very strange sense of trust, she feels that the words that come out of the other party's mouth are the absolute truth, the truth, so that she unconsciously believes 100%.

For a while, Shen Hongtu didn't know what to say.

Song Weiming's eyes looked down at the bottom of the magma, "As for why I did this...... Hehe, it can be said that it is a return gift for him to invite me to drink just now. Erguotou, it's been a long time since I've drunk such pure liquor. I remember the last time I drank it was on Earth, more than 100 years ago. ”

More than 100 years?

How many years exactly? How many days?

Song Weiming can even clearly calculate the number of human deaths when fighting against the Gaike ape clan, starting from 100 million, accurate to single digits, but he can't remember how many years ago he last drank Erguotou, which is obviously not that he has a bad memory, but that he doesn't calculate, or he doesn't want to calculate.

The clearer the plan, the farther away from home become.

The second pot head that Xi Xue and Shen Hongtu drank was just wine, but Song Weiming drank his hometown that he had never wanted to think about, and recalled the embarrassed appearance when he drank the first second pot head in his life.

The farther away from home, the more I miss it, and the closer I get to death, the more I miss it.

Shen Hongtu's mind calmed down, and she suddenly realized that in front of Song Weiming, what she said and did was in vain, "You...... Missing Earth? "Perhaps, the only thing you can do is talk to him? As for Xi Xue, Song Weiming actually said that he would not die, so he didn't need to worry about his life and death.

Song Weiming said: "Can you not want to?" That's where I was born and raised. Sometimes I really want to go back and see, to see that mountain, that sky. But to be honest, if you destroy your hometown, abandon it, find another place to live, and continue to do what you did before, where will you have the face to go back? ”

Shen Hongtu couldn't help but think of Yangzhou City.

Isn't that your hometown? But what he did in the past and now, is it also as Song Weimin said, "destroy his hometown, abandon it, find another place to live, and then continue to do what he did before"?

Song Weiming suddenly asked, "Do you know the moon?" ”

Shen Hongtu said: "You know, the satellite of the earth, when the sun sets, the moon will rise. ”

Song Weiming shook his head slightly.

"I said something wrong?"

"Hehe, while I have time now, I'll tell you about the moon......"

Therefore, Song Weiming began to talk about the moon, from the myths and stories of various countries and civilizations, to the beautiful images written by various literati, and the philosophies they were given.

Shen Hongtu listened quietly.

On the earth, everyone probably knows more or less about the moon, but in this "Pangu Star Field", the moon is just a word in the textbook, in a word, and there is not even a word left in the Han Empire - in this "Pangu Star Field" that is always daytime, there is no moon in the sky, and what is the point of talking about the moon? Therefore, it is a person who does not know much about the moon.

At this time, Shen Hongtu listened to Song Weiming's narration, and he really thought it was quite interesting.

“…… Speaking of our ancient Chinese poems about the moon, we have to mention a "Water Tune Song Head" written by Su Shi......"

Speaking of this, Song Weiming suddenly paused, and then said, "Hehe, it seems to be over." ”

Shen Hongtu looked at the crater and saw a black body flying up from the magma lake, and flew straight towards this side.

Song Weiming said: "Hundred refining into steel, that's it." He'll leave it to you for the time being. Regarding "Water Tune Song Head", you only need to remember one sentence: people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. As the word "Juan" fell, Song Weiming's figure disappeared completely.

Shen Hongtu looked at the person on the ground who was wrapped in a layer of pitch-black metal substance, she knew that it was Xi Xue inside, and muttered "I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles", so she was not afraid to pick up the hard Xi Xue and turned to leave.

One thing is certain at the moment, that is, Xi Xue is indeed not dead, and she can clearly hear the powerful heartbeat.

……

"You shouldn't have come."

Looking at the person opposite, Song Weiming sighed.

There are not many people who can sit face to face with him, and Chairman Zhou is one of them.

Chairman Zhou poured Song Weiming a cup of tea, "Are you going to drink again?" ”

"Hehe, rubbing a bottle of Erguotou, whether it is more than a hundred years ago or more than a hundred years later, it still tastes like this."

As he spoke, Song Weiming took the tea and drank it down, and then said, "I am not resistant to communicating with other civilized species. The 'Pangu Star Domain' is vast and poor, and I don't know how many civilized species have been reproduced. On the contrary, we are still outsiders. It took us a hundred years to barely gain a foothold here, and it is not easy to have today's situation. Since we humans want to thrive here, we can't isolate ourselves from the civilized species in this star field. This is true both in the Confederacy and in the Han Empire. ”

Zhou Ya said: "Alas, this is the truth. But if the world is reasonable, then there will be no such thing as reason. Our human race is first splitting into two polities, and everything is scheming and fearful, even if it is a good thing, it is not easy to do. Just like this time, the Han Empire also made contact with the Mesomians, and even intended to establish a strategic alliance, which is no longer as simple as a simple exchange. Before coming, the Confederate Congress convened an emergency session, and the voices for war became louder and louder. The bottom line of their tolerance has been touched by Liu Jingye. ”

Song Weiming was also a little speechless, "Young man." ”

Liu Jingye's behavior is not like a head of state at all, but more like a gambler, or a naughty bear child who has been given a sword, grabbing the sword and slashing everywhere, hurting others and himself.

"In addition, according to the latest intelligence, the Mesomians who came into contact with Liu Jingye are from the Salomon family. And this family happens to be hostile to the Adfu family. If Liu Jingye really formed a strategic alliance with them, it would be tantamount to declaring war with the Adfu family. This will have a direct impact on our relationship with the Adf family. When the time comes, let the alien race intervene in the conflict between our human race, and the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

Song Weiming smiled heartily, "Haha, this is really a headache." ”

Zhou Ya laughed silently, then looked at Song Weiming, and said after a while: "Do you have to fight tomorrow's battle?" ”

Song Weiming put down the teacup and let out a faint "um".

"Why?"

Song Weiming said: "Give a curtain call for your life." ”

Zhou Ya's eyes widened, and she was about to say something when she opened her mouth, but she felt that a hand was stuck in her neck, and she couldn't say half a word.

Song Weiming smiled and said: "I have done everything I should do, and I have done everything I can do, and the last thing I can do, what I should do, but what I didn't do, is to die." The future belongs to the young, and I belong to the past. When I'm dead, a lot of people can breathe a sigh of relief. If I die, all the systems I lead will continue and produce more heroes for humanity. At the same time, my death will also be able to balance the balance of national power between the two countries. Haha, it's not me bragging, the other seven generalissimos of the Confederacy are not my opponents combined, and they are barely evenly matched with Huo Yuhu and Wise. ”

Zhou Ya poured Song Weiming a cup of tea again, "Is it because of Liu Chongwu's death?" She couldn't refute Song Weiming's words, she knew very well that there were really many people in the Confederacy who wanted Song Weiming to die. Among them, the Chinese area is the most! Why? Song Weiming is obviously the strongest person in mankind, a hero of the world, and a living myth, why do so many people want him to die? Zhou Ya felt that she understood the reason, but she felt that she didn't understand.

The human heart and humanity cannot be seen through!

Song Weiming drank tea and didn't answer, from Xi Xue's memory, he had already judged that Liu Chongwu was not dead, but he wouldn't say it, he didn't know where Liu Chongwu went, but Liu Chongwu finally gave himself a curtain call, everything in this world seemed to have nothing to do with him, and now it was his turn.

"My turn is over. The bones of those who came before pave the way for those who came after. Now it's up to you. We have lost a home, like a lost dog. Hold on to your new home now, and don't let future generations be the rootless drifter. I hope that our human race can last a long time. ”

After saying this, Song Weiming had completely disappeared, leaving only a teacup that had been drunk, indicating that there was a person here just now.

Zhou Ya only felt a bitterness welling up her nose.