Marvel’s Princess Chapter 236: Yongzhen

As the sun sets, a thin layer of mist rises from the sea. In the distance are reeds. Along the coast, more than two hundred meters to the north, there is a shade of trees.

The plane made a hard landing, making a lot of noise, and then split into two halves from the middle. It was hard to say that it would not alert nearby enemies or wild beasts. Bella was in a bad state and did not dare to stay longer, so she pulled the flight attendant. With her ankles raised, she quickly rushed into the shade of a tree. She felt that this shade was not dangerous.

Finding an area at random, Bella leaned against a tree trunk, closed her eyes and rested, racing against time to regain her strength.

After sitting for five minutes, I suddenly remembered something.

She used her spiritual energy to communicate with the mark she had carved in advance, and then clicked her finger: "Come!"

After waiting for ten minutes, her suitcase flew from the distance to the front.

She came to Tokyo to study, not to cause trouble.

There were no firearms in the suitcase, and Golden Apple did not bring it this time. However, she packed the flying carpet in the suitcase. Seeing that the flying carpet was intact, she finally felt calm. No matter what she said, she could do it. Flying on a flying carpet greatly improves her chances of surviving.

After taking two sips of the purified water she brought with her and eating two pieces of chocolate, she breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the tree trunk and closed her eyes to rest.

"Who is it?" A faint sound of breathing suddenly came from the shade of the trees nearby, and Bella turned around and shouted.

The opponent ran away like a sharp arrow, leaving only a dark figure behind.

Bella stood there, watching coldly as the black shadow ran further and further away without moving even half a step.

There are this kind of plots in countless movies and TV dramas. You rush to chase the shadow, but you are either ambushed or lost. When you come back from a circle, you find that the person you captured alive has been wiped from the neck.

This guy on the ground can get information. Why should she go to all the trouble to chase some shadow person?

After moving my body, I feel that my physical strength has recovered to 30%, and my spiritual energy has recovered by half.

She was not going to waste any time, so she took out a particularly thick Bible from her suitcase, grabbed the collar of the unconscious flight attendant on the ground, and there were three big mouths.

The Bible is a very thick book, and both the material of the pages and the hardness of the cover are very guaranteed. Three consecutive blows made the flight attendant’s pretty cheeks swell.

"Are you awake? Tell me! What conspiracy do you have?"

The female flight attendant reluctantly opened her eyes and looked at Bella with no fear at all, but with enthusiasm: "We will meet again in the spiritual world of the black sky. Stupid woman, embrace the time you have left."

Bella was confused, what is the black sky? What's going on with this guy's face as a fanatical cultist?

She wanted to ask again, but she saw the female flight attendant grit her teeth. In less than three seconds, dark brown blood flowed out of her eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and she died.

Something similar to a soul fragment and a mental fragment separated from the body of the female flight attendant and was absorbed by the whole world in some strange way.

It is this kind of thing that keeps manic and violent impulses in the air, and fills the heart with the seeds of hatred and madness.

"This place is very strange. I won't go to hell, right?" Bella realized that it was better for her to kill less people here. The negative emotions here were giving birth to something through killing.

With her spiritual attainments, she can resist erosion at this level, but it is difficult for ordinary people to say.

Bella remained alert, and then bent down to search the female flight attendant's clothes, trying to find some clues.

A very gentle female voice came from behind, but her English was a bit broken.

"These people are all dead soldiers, you can't find any valuable information."

Before she spoke, Bella noticed the person coming behind her. This was the dark shadow that tried to lure her away before. The other person circled around and came back.

When she looked back, her first impression was of adjectives such as Huizhilanxin, gentle and virtuous.

The woman has her hair **** and a slender neck. She is wearing a plain kimono, white footbags and a pair of faded sandals.

Her hands were naturally placed on her lower abdomen, keeping a distance not too far from Bella, but definitely not too close either.

It is not unusual to see people wearing kimono on the streets of Tokyo, but in this remote place, it is a bit strange to be dressed like this.

The other party spoke sincere English. In order to facilitate communication, Bella asked in Japanese: "Who are you? How much do you know about these guys?"

The gentle woman didn’t expect her Japanese to be so good. There was a hint of joy in her eyes. She bowed slightly and also changed to Japanese: "You speak Japanese so well. When I learn your Nanban dialect, I always feel that it doesn’t taste right. Please take care of me, I am Yongzhen."

Nanman dialect? Yongzhen? A lot of question marks appeared in Bella's mind again.

Is this what the Japanese call Americans now? No, this is what Japan used to call all Westerners before the Meiji Restoration!

The name Yongzhen reminded her of some bad memories.

Bella felt like a fog was tightly surrounding her, and now she almost had an opportunity.

She also bowed slightly: "Well...Bella, just call me Bella. Where is this place?"

Yongzhen seemed to have answered this question many times. She said very skillfully and concisely: "The Ashina Kingdom is a country that you Nanbarians call Japan. Counting you, this is already the third country in the past three years. The first batch of Nanman people came to our country from the sky on that iron bird."

Bella looked calm, but actually her heart was filled with waves of turmoil, and she could not calm down for a long time.

Wei Mingguo? A wolf world?

She has played Sekiro before. It was a brutal game journey. She wanted to smash the controller while playing. It was simply unspeakable. She turned on the modifier and fought hard... .

Miss Yongzhen, the wolf-proof girl, has an impression now, but she just hasn’t connected it with reality.

"Wei Mingguo...Wei Mingguo...three years before and after?" She analyzed the information carefully.

"What year are you currently in?"

Yongzhen is also very familiar with this question, and it is obviously not the first time he answered: "Eight years of Qingchang."

Bella was dumbfounded. She had never studied Japanese era names, but it didn't matter, as long as they were not Meiji, Taisho, Showa, and Heisei.

Through time? Or traveled through space?

There was so little information that even a psychic like her wanted to explode her head, but she couldn't figure it out.

She pointed to the corpse on the ground: "Miss Yongzhen, who are these guys? Are they your enemies?"

Yongzhen shook his head: "No, they are also outsiders. To be precise, they should be your enemies. Some dead soldiers also came with them the previous two times. We have conducted interrogations and we only know that they are from a group called the Hand. Organization."