"Still hurt."

She looked at her fingers, and there was a cut the size of a grain of rice on the finger of her right index finger.

She was in front of the remnants of the old gods.

It's like a drowning cat encountering the overlord of the deep sea, and this is just a dead god.

This hurts......

She slowly lowered her hand, not thinking more.

There are also a lot of flowers and plants on the roof of the incense and candle shop, and there are a few flower stands, some of which are placed under the roof shed, and some of which like to be exposed to the sun are placed on the side of the rooftop.

Usually the wind is unreasonable and does not give Yahime to the rooftop, because Yehime will give a few of his begonias and spider plants to disaster, and the plants that cats like to gnaw are basically put on the rooftop.

The city was windy at night, and she stood in the wind, her clothes outlining the woman's slender waist.

Today, she is wearing a crown dress with gold thread on a black background, her face is dotted with delicate red makeup, her lips are like cherry blossoms, her eyebrows are like Yuandai, her eyelashes tremble slightly, and her eyes are not sad or happy.

She looked up at the spotlights in the distance piercing the night, showing a momentary sparkle when sweeping over the tall office buildings, ambulances whizzing through the streets in the distance, whistles sounded through the sky as if chasing the moonlight, the traffic lights jumping on the avenue read the seconds, the old man pushed a cart of balloons and the drunkard staggered on the street, a can thrown in the air on the side of the road clattered into the barrel, the congratulations of the teenagers belonged only to themselves, and did not cause the drunkards and old people on the street to look sideways, Only the shadows of the three clink glasses and leave at the touch of a glass.

Only in the end, everything was drowned out by the increasingly deafening sound of ambulances, and the city seemed to sound the alarm of the century.

Yahime stood for a long time, feeling the noise of this era.

When a hundred years are just a snap of a finger, no matter what changes in this land should no longer interest her.

But she was still moved, and was so excited that these short-lived ghosts could create such a glorious night, and even wanted to reward such stupid monkeys.

She was still looking up at the spotlight on the roof of the tallest building in Junsha.

But she doesn't like to look up at humans.

The woman in the crown dress on the rooftop disappeared in an instant.

Until there is no more building on her.

Until a veil-like cloud of cotton appeared beneath her feet.

Until this continuous series of buildings made of steel and concrete of the giant city of mankind became as small as moss rooted in the surface of stone, and finally it was not even moss, and the traces of humanity were nothing but dust on this blue planet.

She accelerated all the way to produce a thunderous sound that became more and more sharp and rapid, only to be pressed the mute button when she reached a certain height.

In the end, she even seemed to be still in the air, only the fading expanse of the earth proved that the woman in the crown was moving away from the planet at a terrifying speed of Mach 40.

She rose more than seven hundred miles, looking down at the humans below, like a god.

Quiet –

She doesn't like to look up at humans.

In the past, as long as she rose to a height of 100 meters, all the trajectories of human beings were below her, and no one could look down on her.

And now—

She turned to look at the steel cube above her, floating silently in space.

It was a human creation.

Yahime taught humans many things, how to drive away wild beasts, how to build palaces, how to kill their own kind, but she didn't remember teaching them to come to the forbidden area of life, a full 350,000 meters in the air. ….

It's a void that even some immortals can't reach.

There were two more people outside the steel block.

They wore white clothes that allowed him to survive in the void of everything he needed for life.

The two of them were sluggish, apparently noticing Yahime at this time, and remained in the position of one handing tools to the other, looking funny because they remained still.

Beneath the glass of their spacesuits was an indescribable face, and the tools in their hands were floating down without grasping for a moment.

This beautiful woman who suddenly appeared, the other party's expression was indifferent, as if she had been forgotten by the Taoist immortals, and her fair skin was exposed to cosmic rays under the black and gold crown clothes.

A vast, glowing planet's surface lay behind her.

It was quiet enough that there was no sound, but even if they could make a sound, shouting their vocal cords wouldn't show a ten-thousandth of their shock.

How did you get up on horseback?!

At this time, a team of experts located in the interior kept repeating inquiries about the installation process of the robotic arm outside the warehouse.

But there was no response for a long time.

The panel repeated their questioning, and finally an astronaut responded to them.

"Someone, she's standing behind us?"

There was a moment of silence.

When the expert group heard this, they did not immediately become a mess, nor did they say that the astronauts were talking nonsense, because a respected old man stood up before the riot spread, and did not ask nonsense, but directly said, "What is she doing?"

"She...... Help me pick up the backup that just fell in the orbit of the satellite......

The experts looked at each other, and all the personnel felt ridiculous.

Then the astronaut's voice, transmitted back by the communication device, sounded again.

"She left, but she left a message, and we heard her!"

Hell, how can there be a sound in outer space, this is more dead and silent than the deep sea!

Before the old man could speak, an expert asked, "What did she say?" After saying that, the expert felt that his brain was already in a mess.

Everyone was calm, and the pin drop could be heard in the lobby of the expert group.

"She said, she said, human beings—

Meow unspeakable."

「……」

「……」

It should be wonderful......

The old man who had just been the first to speak sat down, and someone stepped forward to ask for instructions, but he just waved his hand and was silent.

Countless people won't be able to sleep tonight.

……

Su Xiaoxin slept in the same room with Wang Xilou, and Feng was driven back to his room unreasonably.

The temperature is very low at night in early spring, and you can feel the cracks blowing air into the room when you close the doors and windows.

He turned off the lights and lay down on the bed.

Suddenly a cat jumped at his feet, stretched out his paws, and shoved his head in, and then exerted his hind legs, kicked twice, and then kicked in the air, and finally the whole cat got under the quilt.

Feng Wuli calmly felt a bag bulge from his quilt, which moved from his legs, and the soft and small cat paws stepped on him, constantly going up, even stepping on places that should not be stepped on.

I also stepped on two feet in a row.

The last bag rested on his chest.

He lifted the quilt: "Yahime-sama......"

Yahime raised her little head to look at him, and her tone was calm, "What's the matter?"

Feng was unreasonable and even had the feeling that he was disturbing her, but he still said, "I'm going to sleep."

"We know it."

「……」

"Yohime-sama, you're a kitten, I'm afraid I'll crush you when I sleep."

"You don't need to use honorifics to us, and you don't need to call us adults, for they have given you."

"Xiao Ye, go back to your nest and sleep."

Yahime: "......"

Unreasonable: "......"

She looked at the man quietly, licked her paws, and then the quilt was completely bulging, one less cat, and one more beautiful black girl with a calm face, and her crown was spread out.

"That way, you don't have to worry about crushing us."

The wind is unreasonable and has a headache.

"Forget it, let's go back, the bed is too small."

Yahime gave him a calm look.

The quilt collapsed again, and a cat under the quilt stepped on his chest, then curled its four paws under its belly and lay down to sleep.

This cat is useless.

The wind was unreasonable and smelled the faint fragrance of begonias.

His flowers should be returned

It is a curse.

The mountains are full of pine nuts