The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 25: Get out of the well

"Nine deaths without regret...you have to understand this way...I can't help it."

Jing Jiu's speech speed was very slow, and he paused twice in the middle of such a short sentence, which seemed very weak.

"Also, of course you don't have to regret you if you die, because you don't know how to regret it. Can you regret it, can it be called death?"

Then he coughed lightly twice, the coughing was not very loud, even a little bit of breath.

With a pale face and an immobile body, it looks like a weak patient in every way.

If God laughs when humans think, now when he thinks, he becomes weak.

This is not a problem that Jianxin Guining can solve, otherwise, why would he need Xueji to help him treat his illness.

Zhao Layue said: "Just kill the ancestor."

"What if you can't kill him?"

Jing Jiu said softly, "Am I going to develop a second personality, or more personality?"

Zhao Layue's eyes lit up and said, "It's also a means."

Jing Jiu said, "What's the point of making me a waste now?"

Zhao Layue raised her eyebrows and said: "At least you are awake, that's what it means."

Not seen for five hundred years, Jing Jiu didn't want to argue with her, and said softly: "What's the situation now?"

"The central computer is controlled by Qinger. I took over the Galaxy Alliance. Liu Shisui and Zeng Ju went to the ancestor star on the Lieyang, and 32,000 warships were also on the way."

Zhao Layue said: "Ancestral star can be wiped out by us at any time, you don't have to worry."

Jing Jiu looked at her quietly and said, "What is the situation?"

Zhao Layue is really not good at lying, and hasn't practiced as many times as lied to Xueji, so she had to remain silent.

"With your temperament, if the situation is in full control and I don't need to worry about it, then you won't come to me and Xue Ji, just do it yourself."

Jing Jiu said: "I didn't want to wake up in this dream. I thought I felt the danger ahead. So what exactly is the danger?"

Zhao Layue was silent for a while, and said: "The battleship Lieyang caught some particles in the deep outer space of Ancestral Star."

There are some very common composite materials in those particles, which are more common in the Galaxy Alliance.

The problem is that in the boundless space, especially in the outer space of Ancestral Star, it is difficult to encounter this kind of thing.

Some particles are very rare high-strength alloys. Even the new battleships of the Galaxy Alliance have not started to use this material.

After analyzing the composition of these particles, the people on the battleship Lieyang came to an incredible conclusion.

"It should be the Shen family battleship that disappeared, and the other is that the composite particles are wrapped in molecules of some expired culture fluid." Zhao Layue said.

Jing Jiu didn't think much, and said, "The bucket containing Shen Yun's head?"

The officers and soldiers on the battleship Lieyang have seen him carrying the barrel.

"Yes, and I suspect that Tong Yan is also on that ship." Zhao Layue said.

Jing Jiu asked: "What weapon?"

What kind of weapons does the Galaxy Alliance have that can turn the Shen family's warships into particles, so that even people like Shen Yunbu and Tong Yan can't avoid them?

Zhao Layue said: "That galaxy...maybe turned into a sword formation by the Patriarch."

This shocking deduction failed to make any change to Jing Jiu's expression, because he was too weak at this time, and he didn't have the energy to react, and he didn't think it was necessary.

"The warship Lieyang stopped ahead of schedule, and then conducted several experiments to determine the scope of the sword formation." Zhao Layue paused for a moment, then said, "But they couldn't observe the sword formation. I don’t know if Shen Yunmu and Tong Yan are still alive, so I let Liu Shisui come in and have a look."

Jing Jiu reacted upon hearing these words, and glanced at her without speaking.

Ada wanted to make a mocking sneer, thinking that Zhao Layue was so rude to Jing Jiu, so he yawned and concealed the past.

——That’s Liu Shisui, you actually use him as a stick for the blind? It's so cruel and ruthless.

Zhao Layue knew what Jing Jiu and Ah Da were thinking, and said calmly: "He has cultivated a Zen golden body a long time ago, and I have searched all the powerful magic weapons in Chaotian Continent and gave him, just to ask him to kill the gods. , Since it is a killer, it should be killed at the forefront."

Jing Jiu glanced at her again, thinking that this is not your temperament.

Zhao Layue was somewhat emotional and said: "...Of course I can do something, but when discussing matters in Chaotian Continent, I couldn't compete with him."

Jing Jiu still looked at her quietly, thinking that this still doesn't suit your temperament.

Whether you are fighting for sword or fighting, you may lose, but you will never admit defeat. How can there be such a thing as being unable to compete?

The most important question is, who would dare to fight with you?

Zhao Layue did not answer the query in his eyes.

Ada meowed softly.

Jing Jiu realized that it was because of the loss of Mahjong.

He didn't recall the sesame sauce and mahjong on the top of Shenmo Peak and Shangde Peak. He only found it troublesome.

A galaxy has become a sword formation.

It's really troublesome.

He said blankly, "It's really annoying."

This is the mantra of Jingyang Zhenren.

After many years, he finally said it again.

It shows that he is in serious trouble that he hasn't had in many years.

"These troubles are caused by you. Of course, you should solve them by yourself. Children understand this principle."

Zhao Layue said: "Don't always think of using sleep to escape."

Ada looked back at his long years of cultivating, thinking that it was indeed the truth, it was shameful to escape, and it was useless.

Jing Jiu didn't like the feeling of the sword tied around his neck very much, but he couldn't even lift a finger. There was no way.

He also doesn't like being taught a child in the twelfth lunar month, but there is no way.

So he closed his eyes and said, "I want to rest for a while."

This is not a silent protest, but he is really weak, uncomfortable, and needs rest.

The light from the street lamp passed through the glass, shining on his beautiful and pale face, without getting warmer.

The long eyelashes quivered slightly, and soon became absolutely calm. He really fell asleep.

Zhao Layue stood in front of him, but didn't feel condescending, because his eyes were full of worry.

Repeat it again.

I haven't seen him for the first time in five hundred years. The meeting is such a situation. She has no time to sigh, so she has to pay attention to his life and death. This is really annoying.

Ada gave a meow to express comfort-back then, when I was in Guocheng Temple, I slept every day, and you all thought that I was going to die from old and sick. Do you think I am not very energetic now?

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The TV is off.

Zhao Layue stared at Jing Jiu in a daze.

Xue Ji wrapped in a quilt in a daze.

Hua Xi was in a daze in the ice.

Ada lay on the windowsill in a daze holding the chilly cicada.

The lights on the street are slightly darker, which means that the morning sun has once again risen in Shou'er City.

Without the dawn, Jing Jiu opened his eyes and woke up, and started coughing.

The coughing became louder and more painful, awakening Xueji and the person, cat and cicada in a daze.

Zhao Layue was sure that he was really awake, let go, listened to coughing, and looked at his frail appearance, but was still very worried.

Xue Ji turned around and looked at Jing Jiu with interest, thinking that this method was actually useful, it was really interesting, but it was a bit too domineering.

Zhao Layue stretched out her hand and stroked Fu Jing Jiu's chest, because she had never done anything like this before, and she was a little awkward.

Jing Jiu calmed down, looked at her and asked seriously, "Do you think I can feel it?"

The Firth sword is tied to his neck, blocking the connection between his consciousness and body. In a sense, he is now a patient with high paraplegia.

Even when he coughed hardest, his body wouldn't tremble at all.

Under such circumstances, what is the point of Zhao Layue rubbing for him?

"Can I feel better by myself?" She rarely showed the air of her daughter's family.

Jing Jiu was silent for a while, and asked, "How about Nan Wang?"

Zhao Layue said: "It's still early, it's okay."

Jing Jiu said: "I almost forgot that she had the southern incense to worship."

Zhao Layue said: "She often thinks that the incense is too strong, and it is a bit hot."

Jing Jiu suddenly said, "I'm a little cold."

Yesterday Xue Ji pulled the sense of coldness out of his body, but instead he felt colder and colder.

His body can't feel Zhao Layue's hand, and logically he shouldn't be able to feel the cold and heat. What's more, the immortal is inherently cold and hot, and his body is even more unique.

This kind of coldness must not be physical, but a spiritual problem, which may be the result of blocking consciousness.

Zhao Layue didn't know how to solve this problem, turned around and looked at Xue Ji.

Xue Ji wrapped the quilt tightly around her body, saying not to think about it.

Zhao Layue walked into the bedroom and found a blanket in the closet familiarly and covered it on Jing Jiu's body.

This blanket is so big that it can cover Jing Jiu from head to foot.

Zhao Layue tucked the upper edge of the blanket into the sword cord, and nodded in satisfaction—the sword cord was really suitable for this purpose.

Ada sneered next to him, is this a bib for babies who can’t eat?

At this moment, it suddenly sensed a cold line of sight, looked back, and found that Xue Ji was staring at him, and couldn't help being surprised.

Chilling cicada flew away from it without hesitation, and fell back on Xue Ji's head, turning into a bow-knot.

The window suddenly broke, and the glass turned into countless pieces of debris falling to the street, which was beautifully illuminated by the street lights.

Xue Ji came to the sky above the street, her hands behind her back, her eyes indifferent.

The quilt on her body moved slightly with the wind.

The transparent ice cube also followed behind her, Huaxi closed her eyes inside, still refusing to wake up.

The voices of the mosquitoes kept conveying the irritability of Her Majesty the Queen.

"Hurry up!"

"Why are you still daunting?"

"Hurry up and finish the job."

Zhao Layue picked up the soft chair with her hand, floated out of the window, and flew up into the sky with Xue Ji.

The street lights are getting farther away, and the cliffs are getting darker, and soon there is a real light in the sky, like the head of a well.

The people in the underground block, the workers on the cliff, the morning runners in the second city, the priests in the fire tower and the sacrificial hall, all saw the fleeting white smoke.

The temperature in the entire Stargate base has been lower.

Many people salute the white smoke subconsciously.

The white smoke penetrated the atmosphere and entered the universe. After a short while, it flew out of the galaxy and entered a warship waiting there quietly.

In the whole process, Jing Jiu held up his spirits and kept his eyes open.

He has done many things in his life and seen many scenery, but he has never experienced flying in a soft chair.

Thousands of officers and soldiers on the battleship also have a brand new life experience today.

As soon as the sharp sirens sounded, the system was cancelled. The hatch had not been opened, and there was a strange team in the command hall.

A little girl with a quilt, the quilt is not big, just covering her feet, there is a few millimeters between the floor and the floor.

A beautiful man slumped in a chair, under a very ordinary blanket, on which lies an obviously unusual long-haired white cat.

The man was pale, leaning weakly at the corner of the chair, looking weak, is it a legendary patient?

The little girl couldn't see her face clearly, she could only see a few white hairs faintly. Could it be the legendary albino patient?

In the current Galaxy Alliance, the government is responsible for the first genetic optimization. It is rare to see such an existence, let alone two at a time.

And how did they get on the battleship?

The only normal person was the short-haired girl, but when the officers and soldiers saw her face, they were shocked.

The captain drove all the soldiers out of the command hall with a stern look, walked to Zhao Layue, and said humbly: "You are back."

Zhao Layue gave a hum, and walked forward with the soft chair in one hand.

If the officers and soldiers didn't leave, seeing this scene, you would find that she was also an abnormal person.

The captain looked at Jing Jiu on the soft chair, and felt shocked the more he looked, and familiar with him, he tried to ask: "This is Mr. Consultant?"

Zhao Layue said: "I'm paralyzed."

The captain was even more shocked, thinking that Mr. Advisor should be the black hand behind this rebellion. Why was he suddenly paralyzed?

However, even the most troublesome high paraplegia can be easily solved with the current medical level of the Galaxy Alliance.

"The medical district is over there," he said.

Zhao Layue mentioned the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, put down the soft chair, and said blankly, "Go as planned."

Ada raised his head lazily, took a look at the stupid captain, and wondered if you can find a scalpel that can cut through this guy's skin?

Whether it is a high-pressure water jet or a ray knife, I will eat the one that comes... No, grab a self-defense.

The news of the paralysis of the former chief adviser Jing Jiu quickly spread on the battleship, which caused a lot of speculation and shock.

The battleship vibrated slightly, and the crystalline engine shot out a blue flame.

With various self-inspection commands and data verification sounds, the warship embarked on a long voyage to the ancestor star.

For most of the long voyage, Jing Jiu was asleep.

At this moment, he looked asleep, but he was actually awake.

He used to paint, play the piano, and play chess on the moon-watching planet. He looked awake, but he was actually asleep.

He is too weak now. He doesn't even want to waste the strength of opening his eyes. He would rather keep his eyes closed and calm down than talk to Zhao Layue.

It is rare for Zhao Layue to see him lose his temper. Knowing that he is under too much pressure, he doesn't care about it, but laughs more.

The starlight outside the window was bright and dark, shining on his pale face, occasionally he would wake up and cough a few times, looking like a sick beauty.

The classical kind that gets tuberculosis and will die at any time.

One day, when the battleship passed by a huge black hole far away, Jing Jiu opened his eyes and looked at the place that he couldn't see. He didn't move away for a long time.

Snow Ji sat on the transparent ice block and looked towards the black hole. When she found that she couldn't win, she withdrew her gaze.

Zhao Layue squatted down beside him, pulled the blanket over his knees, and asked: "What's the matter?"

Jing Jiu said: "boring."

Zhao Layue waved to the captain to push over a wheelchair that had been prepared a long time ago.

Xue Ji glanced back and ignored her.

Zhao Layue hugged Jing Jiu with the blanket.

The captain looked at the blanket hanging from Jing Jiu, with a smile on his face, and said, "It seems to be a magic trick."

A Da lazily glanced at this person, thinking how to become a captain in such a hurry?

Zhao Layue put Jing Jiu on the wheelchair, tidyed up the blankets, and said to the captain: "Let's just stroll around and don't disturb."

The order was passed on quickly.

Zhao Layue pushed Jing Jiu in a wheelchair and walked freely on the battleship.

Ada is lying on his knee~IndoMTL.com~ turning his head and looking around, subconsciously scratching the blanket from time to time.

No one dared to speak, or even a glance.

The silence in the battleship is heart palpitating, only the sound of a wheelchair crushing the ground can be heard.

The wheelchair stopped by the window behind the battleship.

The sky is still full of stars outside the window.

Zhao Layue let go, walked to him and squatted down, touched Ah Da's back, and asked: "Have you thought of a way to kill Patriarch?"

Jing Jiu was silent for a long time, and said, "I thought of it before I ascended."

Of course, this doesn't mean that he thought about deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors at that time.

Only then he understood how to get rid of all control and gain true freedom.

　　

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