The Path Toward Heaven

At the uppermost window stood a young boy in a blue sweater, and at the lower floor stood a young man in a white gown.

The eyes of the two people were separated by hundreds of meters and met in the empty military building.

There is no wind, no sword sound, and no sparks, but there are countless contents.

If it is another story, in other similar classic scenes, they will take back their sights at the next moment, and then turn around and leave until they have experienced countless storms and many years before they will meet again. Then start a thrilling battle and push the plot to a climax.

That's too much trouble, too much time, and Jing Jiu doesn't accept it.

He disappeared from the window and appeared in front of Shen Yunbu.

There was a breeze this time, and the hat of the blue sweater was lifted behind him, revealing that face.

Shen Yunbu's fingers had just left Ran Handong's cheeks, and there was residual temperature on his fingertips.

He looked at Jing Jiu's face, slightly lost, and then showed a self-deprecating smile, said: "Is it too early to meet?"

Jing Jiu ignored the hidden meaning in his sentence and asked directly: "Do you have the authority?"

Earlier in General Li's office, he asked the other party to release those soldiers on the battleship. Major Chen said that he had no authority, so do you have it?

Shen Yunbu looked at him and said with a smile: "I have."

The most outstanding son of the Galaxy Alliance is indeed extremely beautiful, and a random smile will have the charm of reversing all beings.

Jing Jiu glanced at him and said, "Are you descendants of Ascension?"

The exact meaning of this sentence is that this person is the bloodline of the ascending ascending continent and the human of the Galaxy Alliance.

Shen Yun buried said: "This is not the fairy world, nor the upper realm, you have to change your habit, that is called the cocoon-breaker."

Jing Jiu didn't care about these, nor did he have the idea of ​​recognizing half a fellow with the other party. He continued to ask: "Permission?"

Shen Yun buried confirmed his intention, looked at his eyes and said: "You are really different from them."

Ran Handong only woke up at this time, looked at Jing Jiuyi, and retreated silently into the distance.

Shen Yunbu continued: "It is impossible to let people go. Those who know your secret and our secret are going to die. Those on the battleship are already dead."

Jing Jiu said: "No, if they die, you will die."

This is not a threat or intimidation, but an objective narrative, calm and powerful.

"Do you know who I am?"

Shen Yun buried raised his eyebrows beautifully, his tone suddenly changed and said: "Is this like what the villains often say? This kind of words really does not have much power, only to ridicule, but ... I am very powerful. "

Jing Jiu said: "I probably know who you are."

Shen Yun buried raised his hands to caress his black hair like a waterfall, with some boring meaning said: "Since you know who I am, how dare you touch me? Even if you are different from those who break the cocoon, it may be a little strange Courage, suddenly wanted to move me, how can you move me? "

Waiting for Jing Jiu to speak, he sighed and continued: "Are you saying that this kind of life is boring?"

Invincible will be lonely, and loneliness will be like snow.

It sounds a bit pretentious, but if you really stand alone on the top of the peak for many years, you will really be bored or lonely.

Jing Jiu thought about his life in these two lives and said, "It's okay."

He does not feel bored or lonely, but he is sometimes annoying and saves trouble, he is very welcome.

Shen Yun buried showed an interesting look, said: "The cocoon-breakers are very proud, and I have seen them, but they are not like you ..."

He thought about how to describe the temperament of Jing Jiu, and he was a little uncertain and said: "Naturally?"

"They lost." Jing Jiu said, "I didn't."

Shen Yun buried said with emotion: "I know, the kind of breath that comes out of you is not a natural pride, but natural can make people unhappy."

Jing Jiu asked, "Is that finished?"

"I hope what you said is true, otherwise it will make me feel nihilistic again, in order to make you more serious, so ..."

Shen Yun buried looked at him seriously and said, "If you lose, Zhong Lizi, Jiang and Xia and the little girl from the flower family will die."

Just a moment ago, he pinched Ran Handong's face and said that if her father died, he would rape her.

Of course he didn't want to rape her, just as he disdain to kill the heir to the Stargate priesthood.

These are just the chips he threw at the table.

Life is a boring game for him.

Jing Jiu was not irritated by this sentence.

His expression was still calm, but he didn't know when his right hand was raised, and he headed forward.

This action seems simple and understatement, but in fact it is extremely terrible, because it is too fast.

There are countless people in the military building paying attention to the movements here and there are countless monitoring devices aimed at this side, but no one can see his shot clearly, and no monitoring device can capture his movements.

That slender finger is like the sharpest sword, breaking hundreds of thousands of air molecules, rubbing out countless extremely minute turbulence.

Those turbulences have light that hasn't had time to shine, and it looks like a line pulled by the glass melted by the high temperature.

Only Shen Yunbu could see Jing Jiu's movements clearly, and seeing that finger, he had no time to do anything.

The sleeves fluttered, but it hadn't been time to really float, but the first wrinkle had just formed on the edge, and his right hand was also raised.

His finger fell on Jing Jiu's shoulder.

After all, it's still slower.

Jing Jiu's finger fell on his eyebrow.

Time seems to stop at this moment.

But to be precise, time starts to move forward at the normal flow rate from this moment.

This scene falls in the eyes of everyone, in all monitoring equipment, absolutely still.

It's like the gunmen who used firebrows to aim at each other in a very short distance.

Those two fingers are like two extremely powerful guns.

The two seemed to pull the trigger at the same time.

A loud noise!

The white dress really floated and rolled like a chaotic flag.

Shen Yunbu is like a stone, roaring through the air, and swept away.

The violent impact sounded continuously, extremely dense, and several solid walls were broken one after another, bringing up a smoke.

The people who saw this scene had forgotten even the exclamation, and their faces were full of incredible expressions.

A straight passage appeared in the military building.

The smoke gradually gathered, showing a figure.

Shen Yunbu's white clothes were slightly broken, his eyes slightly disturbed, and he quickly calmed down.

He looked at the blue figure in the distance, tilted his head slightly, and suddenly smiled, seeming to find it all very interesting.

With this action, a drop of blood beads overflowed from his eyebrows.

The drop of blood was illuminated by the skylight, with a touch of golden light.

Jing Jiu glanced at his left shoulder, and a tiny sip appeared on the blue dress.

He looked up into the distance, thinking something interesting.

After thinking about this sentence, he came to Shen Yun buried in front of him, once again stretched out his fingers, nodded at each other's brows.