- Narasa and Gongsun Murong take their younger siblings to play on the magic planet.

Kosolic was sent back.

Longduo Hulan continued to work.

Delai Lee has become a selective forgotten being, and he has to continue to investigate the various civilizations and planets, and find a problem every three days.

The team of the temple space is still migrating, their logistics are all borne by the galactic civilization, and at the same time, they need to obey the leadership of Zhang Huo Mian and Bisivanmais, and the power of the deputy alliance leader Xu Guoshan is continuously weakened.

At first, the hall masters of the first-class temples that were close to him wanted to fight, but due to the influence of food, the temples below them surrendered one after another.

Seeing that it was about to be elevated, the hall masters of the first-class temples had to actively cooperate so that they could gain a certain position in the new political power structure.

Xu Guoshan is not a person who likes to fight, he saw that Gongsun Murong and Nalasha handled things in an orderly manner, so he simply took the initiative not to participate in many things, retreated to the second line, and spent time with his family every day, and then took time to practice, and also liked painting, music and literature.

Since almost all the food taken from the Galactic Civilization is fried by machine, the words 'Galactic Civilization Catering' must be written on the lid of the lunch box.

Then there is an introduction to each kind of food, the text is from the Galactic civilization and here, and you will gradually learn the text of the Galactic civilization when you look at the introduction of the meal.

There are also songs of the Galactic Civilization, which are taught to be sung, as well as entertainment programs of the Galactic Civilization. Subtitles are available for viewing.

This is a very ordinary cultural invasion, but the locals can't resist it, especially the Chinese culture of the Galactic Civilization Earth Empire. The text itself has a special charm.

Just like the lake above the large flying beast that Nanthia Khan specially used for tourism, when the leaves are red, a large stone next to it is carved with 'three points of autumn water and seven colors, half lake smoke and rain and half lake sorrow', when you read it and understand it, you can bring people's feelings into it in an instant, which is a special kind of image stretching.

In order to be able to make the locals more able to immediately these words. The Galactic Civilization has set up a translation department to translate the culture of the temple system. At the same time, he translated his own text into the temple system.

I also learned from others when I was infiltrated by culture, and at the same time, after translation, the poems or lyrics on the side of the temple were obviously very ordinary. As a result, it sounds better when translated into Chinese characters.

Like the translation of "Spring in the North" in the ancient Earth Age, my brother resembles an old father, a pair of taciturn people, but they have been idle and sorrowful, and occasionally drink a few glasses of wine.

The simple four short sentences not only have a real sense of picture, but also the portrayal of the characters' personalities, as well as a strong sense of nostalgia and melancholy.

Even if there is no harmony with the music, it is just as beautiful.

People in the temple system have a relatively strong ability to learn. After learning the mainstream script of the galactic civilization, they are more willing to read the translated things, so that the cultural penetration of the galactic civilization is faster.

The people of the galactic civilization are equally happy. They provided a lot of food and clothing, naturally not for charity, not to get enough benefits in another space.

The days passed like this for half a month.

Nalasa finally waited for the time to sleep, and her various bodies lay down in the nutrition cabin, telling her grandson Murong that there were fun things waiting for her. Wait for her to wake up and play together.

If Gongsun Murong wanders somewhere to get the land, don't build it into a manor first. She woke up and the two of them designed together.

Gongsun Murong agreed one by one, and Nalasha closed her eyes.

The baby was sent back to Chen Yanwanxing as the head of the company, and he was in charge of all aspects of affairs.

The happiest person was actually Dralee, who prayed silently when he saw Narasha sleeping, and prayed that Narasha would not wake up again.

In another dark place, Gongsun Murong looked at the sleeping Nalasha and frowned, he couldn't figure it out, since the soul connection could be broken, how could Nalasha still be affected?

Normally, Nalasha's body should be independent of zài, and it has nothing to do with the body.

After pondering for a while, he came up with a rough idea, estimating that Narasha's sleep was periodic, and when the time came, it was guaranteed to sleep, and this rule was already included when the soul was filled.

So now that he was alone, Gongsun Murong's body began to be in a daze, and it seemed that he couldn't think of anything else to do after cultivating.

The rest of the body should be involved in scientific research to accompany others to do practical yàn, and the one who should teach children is still a teacher, and some of the energy is transferred back to the temple.

A large group of people have been running, and most of the people sent by the Temple Alliance behind them can't catch up, and a few have caught up, and if they want the team to go back, no one will pay attention to them at all, and they don't dare to use force.

They can't beat the masters of the entire migration team, and in desperation, they can only take a form, and then retreat, how fast and as fast as they run, in case the other party regrets it and suddenly wants to kill, what should they do?

The leader of the First Class Temple Alliance, Ma Luo Dan, was in a rage after he disappeared, and he wanted to take all the combatants to catch up, even if he couldn't eliminate all the people who left, he would have to make the traitors suffer unimaginable losses.

But he didn't dare either, he was afraid that his subordinates would lose more when others lost, and at the same time, they forgot that there were two very powerful people who had appeared, and Iji Chuanqiong, who used the artifact left by the Divine Son, had recently come to attack three times in a row, and each time it was more powerful than the last.

If it weren't for the large number of people in his hands and the tacit understanding, he would have been killed by Jing Lu Chuanqiong.

In addition, the blasphemer launched a large-scale battle half a month ago, and the combatants of the temple system are already overstretched, can they still fight on three sides, that is a madman.

Ma Luo Mantan didn't care about the people who betrayed the alliance for the time being, and his main focus was on the battle with Iji Chuan Qiong.

He found that Jing Lu Chuan Qiong has been getting more and more crazy recently, and the weapons he wears can always take Jing Lu Chuan Qiong away at a critical moment, and after a while, Jing Lu Chuan Qiong recovers his injuries and will make a comeback.

Keep fighting. It is estimated that one day, Jinglu Chuanqiong's strength will definitely be able to surpass the alliance members led by him.

At that time, Jing Lu Chuan Qiong will kill all his own people, and then unify the temple system.

"Commanded to go down. No one is allowed to be lazy, as long as he finds traces of Jinglu Chuanqiong, report it immediately, his existence is blasphemy against God, and only his death can appease God's wrath. ”

Ma Luo Mantan arranged to keep an eye on Iji Chuan Qiong, and at the same time issued an order for the people of the other temples to have all the warriors they could send. Resist the onslaught of the blasphemers, except for the people of the temple to participate. There are other mercenary groups and adventurer groups that must be equally prepared to sacrifice and rush into battle against evil enemies when the temple lives or dies. to preserve God's dignity.

Now the previous third line of defense has been lost, but fortunately, most of the people have withdrawn and are defending the fourth line of defense.

The successive defeats on the battlefield made the people of the temple worried and hopeful, and they each had careful thoughts, hidden their strength, and even transferred the people on the planet to continue to the future, including various supplies.

The entire temple system is in chaos, and the logistics can't keep up. The fighters have no morale, and ordinary people do not have a good life even if they withdraw to the rear.

The people were treated as outsiders by those behind them, fearing that they would eat their own food. I am afraid that they will take away the opportunity to work, and that there will be many criminals among them.

This reminded the people of the previous Bicapodian Star Temple Alliance, when the Bicapodian Star Temple Alliance united to take in the refugees who fled to the back, not only to provide food, but also to arrange work, and to give enough respect.

Now the Temple of Bicapodis and a whole other group of shrines are gone. After escaping to the back, he no longer has a stable living condition.

As a result, many people who fled discussed with each other and contacted more people. Sell all the precious things you have with you, buy flying beasts and other things, and ride them after those who have left.

The mercenary group and the adventurer forces are also planning, taking advantage of the current chaos, grab some things if they can, and then leave, not to play with the first-class temple alliance.

The practice of the first-class temple alliance is chilling, there are blasphemers attacking in front, and the people of the alliance are actually playing infighting, they hide behind and keep giving orders, letting others rush forward for them, and they themselves are gathering their forces to deal with Jinglu Chuanqiong.

The number of people fleeing from the temple system gradually increased, whether it was those with power in the rear or refugees who pooled their money to buy flying beasts, they fled in batches to the back.

The fleeing team pulls out a scattered escape route, and every once in a while one or several flying beasts set foot on the road, and occasionally a large group of flying beasts or planes appear.

The people of the alliance wanted to stop but there were not enough manpower, and some people saw that there was a block, so they made a big detour.

This is space, all the almighty up and down flying, if you want to block it, you must send out enough manpower, when someone would rather fly to the side for half a month, and then diagonally forward and backward, how can anyone wait in front of such a person?

When he found that there were many people following him, Gongsun Murong came to life, and he continued to take things from the Galactic Civilization, and assigned the people of the Bikapodi Star Temple to run on the way to and fro, and organized the people who fled here.

Chaos, whether it is the battle between the temple and the blasphemer, or the conflict between the first-class temple and Iji Chuanqiong, or the criminal acts of the fleeing people, in addition to chaos, it is still chaos.

In the midst of such turmoil, riots, and panic, there are broken families, illusions that have existed in the past, tears and tears.

There are also a lot of people watching the human race civilization, and some people in the first-level civilization suddenly find themselves very happy after seeing it, and the family is a little poor, but if you want to, you can eat meat every day and buy one or two new clothes every month.

My original dissatisfaction was actually because there were people who lived better, and those people were always showing off, but now compared with the people in the temple space, I feel that my life is okay, at least I don't have to worry about the danger of my life, and it would be better if the welfare was improved.

Gongsun Murong deliberately simulated the images of the diseases of the children in the refugees who lacked nutrition when they did not have enough to eat, and many civilized parents let their children watch the images when they were picky eaters.

When the child saw that there were four children fighting desperately for a steamed bun that was about to grow hair, he looked at the bread with jam and slices of meat in front of him, picked it up and put it under his nose to smell it, it was so fragrant!-

(To be continued)