Only one of the coins handed by Gong Yaming was drawn, and the old man said frankly: "Young man, you are very generous, but one is enough.

To be honest, if it weren't for the ancient inscription tattooed on your back that inspired me to win, I am afraid that I would never have been able to tattoo such a work when my physical strength was exhausted, and this satisfaction would have been the best reward for me. ”

"Old gentleman, you don't want it, but I can't help it," Gong Yaming smiled, put the money on the bed, and insisted: "It is one of my habits to give equal rewards to others for their services." ”

"Young people, maybe your habits, are one of the reasons why you are suitable for koi tattoos." The old man was stunned for a moment and said with a smile.

Coming out of the Haitao tattoo parlor, Gong Yaming easily summoned a hovering car from the street market of Tuohai City, which never sleeps, and drove to Tuohai City-State Airport.

Booking a C-class ticket to Haijing City at 6:30 a.m. the next morning, he used the remaining dozens of yuan to buy some convenience food in the waiting room store, and then sat on the waiting room seat and waited until dawn, and the next morning, he took the city-state spaceship from Tuohai back to Haijing City.

After withdrawing some cash from an ATM near Haijing Jingbang Airport and having a hearty late breakfast, Gong Yaming took a hovering taxi and returned to Sidley University after a nearly two-month absence...

Although there are still 4 days to start school, Gong Yaming is still the first student to return to school in the dormitory, he took a hot shower in the bedroom, took a nap until more than 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and after waking up, dialed Ni Jinhong's telecommunication number.

After the telegram was connected, Gong Yaming said apologetically in the first sentence: "Senior sister, how are you doing in Shengde during the holidays?"

Originally, I planned to go back to Sidley early to accompany you, but there were so many unexpected things happening this summer vacation, and I didn't have time until two days ago, but before I knew it, school was about to start. ”

"Junior, I'm not one of those delicate girls who need to be cared for," Ni Jinhong said with a smile: "I have had a very fulfilling time in Shengde this summer vacation, and I have made full preparations for the student council election after the start of school."

It's you, I heard your voice seem weak, is it that you encountered something bad during the summer vacation, so you are not in good spirits. ”

Of course, it was impossible for Gong Yaming to confide in Ni Jinhong that the reason why his voice seemed weak was because of a large amount of lack of blood in his body during the tattoo process yesterday.

And his current mental state, because of the unintentional words of the tattooed old man yesterday, has become much easier, at least some troubles hidden in the depths of his heart that cannot be known to others will no longer come to mind from time to time.

He thought for a moment and whispered: "This summer vacation, my sister Gong Yami was arrested by the police for attending an ultra-liberal rally in Shanteng.

After I asked a lawyer to find a way to acquit her, she still stubbornly believed that the organization she belonged to called Freedom Wings was not an ultra-liberal organization, and that she and her companions had been arrested and wronged. I've been worried these days that she continues to think like this, and she never realizes her mistakes, and maybe one day in the future, she will do something wrong that can't be remedied. ”

Ni Jinhong was silent for a while, and then said: "Senior brother, when something like this happens, you have to slowly guide your sister's thinking to change in the right direction, instead of forcefully making her realize where she is wrong." ”

"I've tried to do this too," Gong Yaming sighed and said, "But it's not much to gain."

It is really difficult to change people's thoughts, especially those young people who are enthusiastic and do not go through many ups and downs and tribulations, and they will never realize their mistakes. ”

"Junior brother, why haven't you seen each other for more than a month, and your speech has become so old-fashioned," Ni Jinhong said with a smile in the telegram: "When calling someone a young man with boiling blood, you have to think about your age first." ”

Hearing Ni Jinhong's ridicule, Gong Yaming also laughed easily, and he said: "Senior sister, I think I can now be regarded as a model of disproportionate mental age and physical age.

Do you have time now, to comfort me, a disguised old man who is more than 100 years old. ”

"I'm afraid I can't do it now," Ni Jinhong replied, "I just have some things to deal with at hand, otherwise we'll see you at the Shengde Stone Monument in two hours." ”

"Okay senior sister, I'll see you later." Gong Yaming said with a smile...... straight light brown pencil pants, white tight shirt, simple, neat medium-length black hair, snow-white, delicate face, and concave and convex curves, I saw Ni Jinhong again after nearly two months, and waited for Gong Yaming to get Gong Yaming in front of the stone tablet at the exit of Shengde University, and I had a very amazing feeling.

Although with the improvement of his status, Gong Yaming, who gradually has a tough temperament and matures, will not be stunned like the Shengde boys around him, but when Ni Jinhong walked to his side, he still said politely and sincerely: "Senior sister, you are really beautiful today." "It's really beautiful to dress up," Ni Jinhong said with a smile: "Senior brother, then you mean that I am not beautiful myself." ”

"Senior sister, you obviously know that I don't mean that," Gong Yaming was stunned and smiled bitterly and said, "Don't embarrass me, okay?" ”

"Then you can also talk to me, and don't look so oily and smooth." Ni Jinhong nodded and said.

"But my etiquette teacher said that this tone is a sign of praise and respect for women." Gong Yaming replied with a smile.

Ni Jinhong was stunned for a moment and said, "Etiquette teacher, junior brother, why are you going to find the etiquette teacher in a good manner?" ”

"Because of some cooperation matters, I had to meet with important guests from a high-level literary and obviously famous family a few days ago," Gong Yaming said with a smile: "For the sake of not being too inconspicuous, I made up for my knowledge of etiquette." ”

Ni Jinhong was stunned and asked suspiciously, "Junior brother, are you joking?" ”

"Of course it's true, Senpai." Gong Yaming replied.

Ni Jinhong was silent for a while, and said in a somewhat strange tone: "During this time, I once heard rumors that you and the active military of the Federation hunted the Turin people on the primordial planet, and I originally chose not to believe it..."

"The rumors are true, Senior Sister," Gong Yaming said softly, "I have the experience of fighting the Turineites with active military personnel because I assisted the Federal Military in completing reconnaissance missions on the primordial planet.

In fact, the last time we met, I wanted to tell you that I was a D-class explorer of the Federation, but you staggered the topic. ”

Ni Jinhong didn't ask why Gong Yaming was able to become an explorer, but looked at his serious expression for a long time and said, "Senior brother, I suddenly want to stay alone and quietly for a while, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't go out to dinner with you today." ”

"Senior sister, I know it's wrong for me to hide this matter from you for so long," Gong Yaming obviously didn't expect that after he confessed his identity as an explorer to Ni Jinhong, not only did he not get exclamations and praises, but Ni Jinhong acted as if he had been hurt a lot, and he hurriedly explained: "But I really don't have any malicious intent, I just don't know how to speak."

You know, senior, our relationship is very special, so at the beginning..."

"It's not your reason, junior brother, it's not your reason, it's my own problem," Ni Jinhong interrupted Gong Yaming's explanation, and said softly with a somewhat numb expression: "Anyway, I need to calm down now, I'm sorry junior brother, I'm going back to the dormitory first." ”

Gong Yaming hurriedly stopped in front of Ni Jinhong, who wanted to leave quickly, and said with a sincere expression: "Senior sister, no matter what reason you are, you are so sad now, the reason is because of my concealment.

I'm sorry, really, Senpai, I feel very, very sorry for the repeated hurt I have done to you, but I think we should have a good talk..."

"I just want to go back to my dorm and be alone for a while." Ni Jinhong shook his head and interjected: "Senior brother, I really need to think about it seriously, you stop me like this, it will only make things worse." ”

Seeing Ni Jinhong insisting like this, Gong Yaming was silent for a while, didn't say anything, and silently got out of the way.

Ni Jinhong stopped for a while, suddenly hugged Gong Yaming in front of him and kissed him deeply, leaving bitter tears in his mouth at the same time, and whispered: "I'm sorry..."

Although he couldn't imagine what the reason was, Gong Yaming had a clear premonition at this time that the relationship between him and Ni Jinhong, which had an abnormal origin, seemed to be about to come to an end. Gong Yaming opened his mouth dryly, but found that he had nothing to say, and could only watch Ni Jinhong's back disappear in front of him.

Since then, Ni Jinhong has never connected to Gong Yaming's telecommunication communication, and he will no longer reply to the message, in this case, Gong Yaming, who is familiar with Ni Jinhong's character, did not make any more unnecessary redemptions in the end, but chose to let go, and buried this faint but profound emotion in his heart...

After the start of the new semester, Gong Yaming finally got rid of the status of the lowest grade student of Sidley University, although he is still a preparatory student, but with the new first-year students and younger students, a second-year student like him seems to have some qualifications, whether it is in the classroom, club, or library, from time to time there are Shengde freshmen who greet him very politely. Of course, Gong Yaming himself doesn't care about his change from a first-year student to a second-year student, compared with the previous academic year, the only difference he feels is that because the coursework in the first grade is quite hard, as long as he takes 5 courses in the new academic year, he can successfully get all the credits of Sidley Preparatory Department.

Electing 5 courses in an academic year, that is, on average less than 3 courses per semester, such a relaxed coursework situation gave the lovelorn Gong Yaming enough time to go to the primordial planet to verify the ideas that had long appeared in his heart, but he had never had the opportunity to verify them...

A tattered Turin eagle cart, the size of an adult's thumb, streaks white clouds across the sky and drives through the majestic Pandra Mountains of Sant'Angeli.

The upper abdomen and chest cavity of the eagle chariot were torn open by the sharp teeth of the dinosaur, and if it were not for the timely arrival of the priest's healing technique, I am afraid that Nedro, who had been dead for a long time, supported his body with a giant sword, and roared: "Cheer up, shield warriors, the more difficult times like this, the more the eyes of the gods are fixed on you."

Withdraw to the fortress and reward each of them with 100 Turan coins, when the time comes, everyone can go to the land of fragrant powder to drink wine and have a good time, of course, if you want to enjoy it to the fullest, you must ensure that we all go back alive, cheer up, pay attention to vigilance!"

The captain's promise made the rude warriors on the eagle chariot snort..."The howl lifted his spirits, but it also aroused the displeasure of the fanatical Sanas, who covered his bare head with a pure black cloak, and said to the priest beside him in a gloomy voice: "Listen, Godet, how far the Turin warriors of St. Angi have fallen.

It is simply a blasphemy that the officers are nakedly using coins and women to boost morale, and the gods are on top! ”

"Dear Sanas, for a believer like you who is not adulterated in the slightest impurity, the teachings of the gods can produce infinite courage," even though he had just lost his right eye, the priest Godett replied with a serene face and a soft voice, "But there are still flaws in most of the faith..."While the sacrifice was communicating with the fanatics, two huge humanoid creatures suddenly flew out of the jungle of the Pandra Mountains, and one struck the iron chisel in his left hand with the mace of his right hand, sending out bright lightning bolts that pierced the sky; An extremely agile pair of hands wielded a giant club and launched an attack on the eagle cart.

The three shield-wielding warriors on the eagle cart chanted the sacred text to make the tower shield in their hands gigantic and block the attack of the humanoid creature wielding the giant stick, but the most seriously injured shield-wielder was also shattered again and was on the verge of death.

The eagle pulling the cart was not so lucky, as it was charred in the lightning emitted by another humanoid creature.

"Vitality is deprived, strength is deprived, and blindness is lost." In order to prepare for the magic of defeating the enemy, he gave up the sacrifice of rescuing the eagle, and when the eagle cart was about to fall, he sent two curses to the humanoid creature that was about to attack again with the wielding iron rod, and the last curse spell, he chose to attack the living creature that kept emitting lightning in the distance.

After the humanoid creature wielding the giant stick was hit by the cursed magic, Nidro, the leader of the Turin warriors on the eagle cart, first raised the giant sword above his head and roared: "The enemy has been hit by the curse spell, everyone charge..."

Unfortunately, the humanoid creature wielding the giant stick, seemingly unaffected by the two curse spells of Vitality Snatch and Strength Snatch, deftly dodged Nedro's brutal attack in the air, and smashed his head to pieces with his backhand with the club.

Seeing Nedro die in battle, the fanatics who supported the eagle cart with levitation to prevent it from falling roared: "The enemy can escape the punishment of the gods, these blasphemers must have just smeared their bodies with the fragments of the gods, for the sake of the sacred faith, they must die!" ”

After saying that, he actually gave up supporting the eagle cart to float, flew to the humanoid creature dancing the stick, and directly launched the faith burn.

"Sanas, enemies are not living creatures!" The priest, who saw the flaw, shouted.

Unfortunately, this reminder came too late, and the fanatic believer had already ignited his faith with his soul as fuel, and the sacred runes surged in his body, turning into giant palms groping the souls of his enemies in the air. Unfortunately, in the end, nothing came of it.

The initial misjudgment of the Turin priesthood and the recklessness of the zealots made the ensuing battle a no-brainer, and after a burst of lightning and the swing of a great stick, all the Turines, except for the Turin priest Godet, died miserably. The captive Godett was snapped off and flew back into the jungle of the Pendra Mountains by the giant humanoid creature that wielded the giant club.

A few seconds later. The two humanoids came to a small square wooden building hidden in the jungle, and they abandoned Goetor on the mud floor, climbed up the wooden building, and turned it into a sculpture.

Immediately afterwards, the image of the wooden building slowly blurred in the jungle, and finally disappeared without a trace, leaving only a young man wearing a dusty human gray one-piece expedition suit, with sharp eyes, standing where the wooden building originally stood.

After the young man appeared, a black phantom immediately appeared on his body, and the phantom was divided into three, two of which circled and flew into the bushes not far away, and then two huge steel combat machines rushed out of the bushes and guarded the young man's side.

Feeling that his safety was fully guaranteed, the young man walked up to Goett quickly, and said in a low voice through the language converter: "Gray robe sacrifice, if you want to live..."

"The return of a young man to the arms of the gods after death is not a disaster for a priest, but a blessing," said Gold, interrupting the young man in a soft and demagogic voice peculiar to the sacrifice of Turin, "of course, a lost lamb like you, who has no faith, cannot comprehend this happiness, the grace of the gods..."

The young man grinned toothily and interjected softly, "Alright, alright, Mr. Priest, since I can't convince you, I don't need to listen to you much, may you really return to the embrace of the gods you believe in, if you wait a while, your soul is not eaten by me." ”

As the young man's last words landed, he slowly closed his eyes, and the last black phantom that had been floating behind him rushed into Godett's body.

The power of divine grace in Godett's body was invaded by the anomalous force, which naturally produced a huge repulsion, and felt as if it was being crushed, which made Goedet, who was firm in his faith and fearless of death, curled up and roared.

Goldett's pain was also reflected in the young man's spirit, but as soon as this pain rose from his heart, the tattooed Dingwen character on the young man's back was still the same, and it radiated a bleak brilliance.

As the word Shang Tong emerged, not only did the young man's mental pain disappear immediately, but Goethe's curled up body slowly stretched, and his originally painful face became quiet and peaceful again.

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