Chapter 91: Explanation (I'm Sorry Yesterday)
In this chapter, let's talk about the corrective power first, and then talk about anything else. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Corrective power is actually a kind of protection measure for the world against outsiders without decisive power.
You see, if the night rain has not been sealed in the past 500 years (you should think of it as 500 years, don't worry too much), with the character of the night rain, it is not going to cause trouble everywhere, which will make it indirect. leads to plot changes.
Here's the plot. Refers to the plot of the Bloodthirsty Attack.
So, why should the world protect the plot.
From Joan of Arc, it is not difficult to see that every era has its own protagonist, and Joan of Arc is one of them, you see, maybe Joan of Arc became the true ancestor because of the protagonist.
But ah. If Joan of Arc had not met the protagonist, then the name left in later generations, Joan of Arc, if you look at it this way, the protagonist is actually a great man in the world.
For a world, a great man actually represents the progress of the world, so that he can indirectly increase the origin of the world, but in fact, Joan of Arc actually became a great man only because of the origin of the world and the luck of the table.
And it's not like there is no mystery in the world, for example, in our everyday world, where our great men all rely on their own efforts. But Joan of Arc is different.
Luck, talent, and the interference of the times and the protagonist, as a result, he became the only 5 true ancestors in the world, in other words.
One of the 5 most prominent people in the world. (In the Bloodthirsty Attack, the Vampire True Ancestor is a cheat)
This is actually the role of the origin, just like the brave, and the world makes him lucky, otherwise playing with wool, do you say that the brave is special? People like him are everywhere.
(You see, most brave men just need courage, strength, andโluck..... ๏ผ
So most people lack only luck. And the origin can make people's luck rise unconditionally.
However, the arrival of the night rain ruined the plot.
This makes the world very unhappy, Lao Tzu wants to increase the source, you robbed me of one-third. What else do you want to do, so in a fit of anger, I adjusted some of the things that also rained in the night. But helplessly, Night Rain has the title of Night Travel, and the world is a little embarrassing now. (By the way, why is the night rain a little different in that month, this is also a problem with the night journey, you see, aren't the protagonists all like this, relying on luck)
In the end, the world still found a way, yes, Yeyu is lucky, then, as long as he is given a good deed, this good deed is a seal.
Isn't night rain a poor foundation? So wouldn't it be okay to let you meditate for 500 years? That's right, so that the night rain is sealed, โฎ(โฏโฝโฐ)โญ, so that the plot of the future generations will not be interfered with in any way, and for the world, it is really gratifying.
(So, the title of Night Journey is really cheating, you may not have thought that this Night Brigade even exceeds almost 99% of the titles, and only a few top titles are stronger than this, because this is to let Night Rain go to any world, you can get the blessing of about 30% of the origin of the world!) ๏ผ
So Night Rain was pitted like this, and by the way, the world that Night Rain is in now is exactly the time before Xiao Gucheng was going to meet Agulola.
Let's get back to the storyโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
"That, Natsuki-chan, can you tell me what you're doing." Yeyu looked at Nayue with a sneer, and what was Nayue doing, holding a mobile phone in his hand.
And at the moment of that month's mobile phone, the premonition on Ye Yu's body began to alarm, you know, these Chinese New Year's Eve Yu looked at Aya's log, Ye Yu suddenly guessed.
Although the island of the string god is a special area for the demons, this is in the Asian range, that is to say, this is theoretically his territory, in fact, the person in charge, yes, it is Aya.
And you think about it, if a woman is loved by a man (that's right. Ignore it for 500 years (I don't know if I can live that long.) ๏ผใ What do you think?
Actually, Night Rain can talk to Aya, but because the training is all left behind, as a result, Night Rain discovers from the logbook one day that Aya is going to use the means to deal with himใใใใใใ The cold sweat of the night rain came down, I was wrong, I was guilty, the night rain thought so in her heart, but ah.
Yeyu didn't dare to talk to Aya at all, for fear that she would evaporate from the world after she finished speaking, and as a result, Aya's resentment became deeper and deeper.
............ Well, this is the escapism of a scumbag, who deserves to be single for 1 million years before.
And yet there are still people who like him, and I'm desperate for this novel, meow, where to find tat for this kind of woman.
And when he saw that Yue picked up his mobile phone, Yeyu instantly knew what Nayue was going to do, so he didn't say a word, opened time and space, and was ready to snatch it.
That moon has already noticed that as a genius who has been in contact with space for so long, and it doesn't look like a theoretical idiot like Night Rain, that Moon keenly senses the fluctuations of space, and looks at Night Rain with a nervous face, and Nayue reacts instantly.
What is he afraid of? Cell phone? Other words... That moon laughed, and it was easy to say if she had a handle.
"Now." That moon cried out for night rain.
"Yes." Although all kinds of bad feelings emerge in Ye Yu's heart, Ye Yu can only respond hard, after all, in his current thoughts, there is nothing more ใใใใใ than seeing Aya now I suddenly don't want to write about this scumbag, what's the matter?
"I can help you stay in this city and not be discovered by the Holy Maiden (The Holy Maiden doesn't know why she became the title of Aya, anyway, Yeyu and I are at a loss.) ๏ผใ As a price. "That's only halfway through the month.
"I agree." Yeyu agreed without even thinking about it.
"Oh roar." Nayue chuckled, obviously in a happier mood, but still helped Yeyu to make an identity.
"Okay, you're now a citizen of a demon zone. Report tomorrow in Caihai Academy.ใ "That month directly set the identity of the night rain, and did not give the night rain time at all.
"Uh...... Wait, wait, don't tell me I'm going to be a student? "Said that in the end, Yeyu's whole face was blue, and what he said was that you took a 1 million year class for yourself, and it was good to be blue.
"yes. And it's my class, so don't think about being lazy, come over to me tomorrow. "It seems that the majesty of the night rain rose all of a sudden, and the night rain had to be invited at this time.
"I still can't escape the curse of school hell!" Nightrain struck an orz pose, and Nayue didn't watch him play treasure.
"Okay, you go and do your own thing, and I'll report tomorrow." That month finished talking and began to deal with some of her things. How could the job of a demon attacker be so easy.
"Wait, where do you want me to go?" Yeyu looked at Nayue a little strangely, he doesn't have a penny in his hand now, his storage space was handed over to Aya before it was sealed, he doesn't have any money in his hand, it's sad to say. How can I be so happy?
"Uh" that month was stunned. Only then did I realize what mistake I had made. This true ancestor has no money, and he had a little headache that month, so he picked up a cup of black tea on the table and thought about what to do.
Arrange a room for him? Are you kidding. The house in this demon special zone is not cheap at all, after all, it is a special zone of the demon race, and it is naturally impossible for humans to be so kind, this is a little difficult to do, and it is not possible for Aya to know the whereabouts of this true ancestor in front of him.
In the end, there was nothing to do but let Yeyu live in her house. Thinking of this, the moon glanced at the night rain speechlessly.
"Come and stay at my house." That month was reluctantly entrusted.
(Sorry, I forgot yesterday, rub.) I really don't have any self-control. ๏ผ