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The science maniacs in the Far North are still worrying about their lunch.

In the sixth district, some people are looking at their corpses and worrying.

However, for Luo Yang, it is much easier to accept looking at a skeleton from a distance than looking at his pale head up close.

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The first battle destroyed the entire city of Sydney.

None of the buildings have survived.

The transdimensional distortion of space created by the immortal birds leveled everything here, and the ensuing Great War extended this destruction to a wider scale.

After the war, there is no trace of the past.

What now stands on the southeast coastline is the military base of the Welsh.

You can see that there are a lot of copper walls and iron wall devices combing, and the inside is a hemispherical building with a special material shell buckled to the ground.

This is not the first time Luo Yang has seen such a building.

He traveled six years later...... Oh, it should be four years from now, and four years from now on the battlefield, he saw such a building in the Sixth District.

The outer shell of the building is a substance similar to the armor of the Welts, except that it is not as pure.

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From a distance, these combined bases look like islands standing on the desert, surrounded by a barren land with no other buildings.

And at the top of the head building, there is a cross.

Yang's bones were nailed there.

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"I heard that they didn't find their heads, so they probably lost them on the battlefield."

The motorcycle stopped on a high ground, Zuo Ling leaned his back on the trunk of the motorcycle very leisurely, and said to Luo Yang.

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"Head, I know where it is, I happened to meet it before." Luo Yang stood on the edge of the high ground, looking at the skeleton on the Welt building from afar.

"Ran into it?" Zuo Ling narrowed his eyes.

"yes." Luo Yang shrugged.

"So, how do you feel when you see your own corpse?" Zuo Ling stretched and looked at Luo Yang's back.

"It's still interesting, but I've seen my head before, so I don't feel it any obvious now." Luo Yang shrugged.

Zuo Ling smiled disappreciatively.

"Do you remember anything?" She asked Luo Yang.

In fact, Zuo Ling didn't understand why there was a person who was exactly like Yang, and the body of the main owner was hanging on the roof of the building over there. But whether the other party is really yang or not, it doesn't matter to Zuo Ling, she only knows that in the current situation, this man can guarantee that he is alive in the sixth district, and this is enough.

"Remember? Not really. Luo Yang shook his head and said, "It's a pity, the things I remember are still those things, and the things I can't remember are not remembered at all." ”

For the first battle, he certainly remembered a lot.

Including the feeling when my head was cut off, it is still very familiar.

But if you want to talk about the woman behind him, he has no impression at all......

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"As far as I know, you don't seem to be involved in that battle, do you?" Luo Yang glanced back at Zuo Ling.

And Zuo Ling smiled.

"What are you kidding, am I like the kind of woman who can go to war?"

"That's right." Luo Yang nodded.

"You're trying to ask me why I'm running alone to a place like District 6?" Zuo Ling stretched and asked.

"Yes." Luo Yang nodded.

"I'm here for my father." A hint of loneliness flashed in Zuo Ling's eyes.

"Your father? ......" Luo Yang muttered, he tried to recall whether there was any memory of this person, and after searching the memories in his mind, he found that there was indeed a person surnamed Zuo on the battlefield of the first battle.

"Zuo Feng?"

Luo Yang asked.

"Huh?" Zuo Ling looked at Luo Yang with a strange expression.

"What's wrong with you, remember my dad's bad old man but forget me." She gave Luo Yang a blank look.

Luo Yang shook his head and said: "I remember most of the things that happened in the first battle more clearly, your father and I have met on the battlefield, so I have a good impression, but I really don't remember that you are his daughter." ”

"It looks like I've had some past with your father and daughter, but it may not be very pleasant." Luo Yang grinned.

If he doesn't smile, he looks normal, but as soon as he picks up the corners of his mouth, the whole person looks exactly like Yang. Although Yang has been dead for two years, Zuo Ling can still remember the way that guy laughed while killing people on the battlefield, it was a strange oppression that penetrated people's hearts.

Zuo Ling didn't think that the person in front of him was really Yang's resurrected body, but in some moments, he really looked exactly like Yang, without any difference.

"It's not very pleasant, no, quite unpleasant." Zuo Ling narrowed his eyes.

She will not forget the incident when Chu Yang kidnapped her and threatened Zuo Feng, and the trajectory of her life began to change drastically from that time, and Zuo Feng was completely involved in these battles of the immortal bird and the military.

Until now.

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"And you're still clinging to me?" Luo Yang smiled.

Maybe it wasn't that he wanted to make such an expression on his own, but his smile always gave people a chilling illusion, obviously it should be a young man's bright smile, but if you stare at that smile carefully, you can see the brutal killing intent between the other party's eyes and eyebrows.

As a woman, Zuo Ling was more keenly aware of this.

But she didn't show any fear or jealousy, but pretended not to find it, and smiled seductively: "You are now the master of the family~ I don't stick to you~~"

This tone can directly make the bones of those who are not very strong-willed to be crispy, and the pitiful look in them is very pitiful, especially when you know that the other person is wearing this cloak......

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"Next time you talk to me in that tone, I can return you to the shopkeeper." Luo Yang looked at Zuo Ling.

And Zuo Ling was also taken aback by his words, although Luo Yang's tone was very flat, he could hear that he was not joking.

I don't know why, Luo Yang gave Zuo Ling a feeling of fluctuation.

Sometimes he behaves like this, Zuo Ling pretends to be coquettish, and he will joke along with it, but in some moments, he is like a person who is indifferent to the extreme, and there is no human touch at all.

As a psychologist, Zuo Ling had some speculations in his mind.

But she couldn't confirm that speculation......

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"I see."

Zuo Ling nodded obediently.

"Don't dare in the future, don't be angry."

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