Chapter 900: Skateboarding Girl and Boy

This blue bird that dares to fly freely between the castle and the outside world and is faster than the suspension train is Qing'er.

Qingtian Jian left Chaotian Continent, so of course she went with her.

The question is what does Zhao Layue mean by this sentence?

Zhao Layue deduced some possibilities through the scroll given by the priestess of the star gate, and today's conversation with that person made this idea more clear.

It is a well-known lie that everything has a spirit, but Tianbao must have a true spirit, which Chaotian Continent has proved many times.

Qing'er is the weapon spirit of Qingtian Jian, and Ping Yongjia is the weapon spirit of Wanwuyi. If Chaotian Continent is the laboratory of that god, and Xue Ji is the weapon spirit of Chaotian Continent, can it be understood in this way—that girl who calls herself "Fei" is the weapon spirit of this world?

It may sound strange to understand the central computer of human civilization, a great artificial intelligence life, as the tool spirit of the spiritual world, but it is not so difficult to accept.

The so-called seizing the house is to let Qing'er invade and destroy the girl's consciousness, replace her as the central computer of this world, and control the world. If it is really successful, those space elevators like wires, those space stations shining like jewels, those hovering trains, those battleships, and the strange world outside the window will all be under their control.

Yes, Zhao Layue's thoughts were so direct and domineering - after that guy ascended, she practiced in Guocheng Temple for three years and had a little understanding of Buddhism. It's a pity that Qing'er gave a negative answer.

"She... she's too big..."

Qing'er didn't turn into a girl, but still maintained the form of a bird, spread her emerald green wings, and tried to expand the range to increase her persuasiveness, "And it's everywhere."

Zhao Layue understands what she means, to deal with the entire civilization's weapon spirit, unless the other party is willing to converge to a specific range, and then seize it at that moment. It's just that the other party has existed in the universe for at least hundreds of thousands of years, how could it be possible to make such a low-level mistake.

"In addition, I still like the name Qi Ling, which is more spiritual. Don't think I admit that I am an artificial intelligence. It sounds weird." Qing'er folded her wings, walked to the tea table and swallowed a piece of snack, and said somewhat vaguely: "How to solve the problem of the other dead ghost?"

Hearing these words, Zhao Layue's expression changed slightly, even Ah Da's white hair stood on end.

Qing'er knew that she was wrong, don't say this is by the window of the teahouse by the street, even if it is still the most secretive topic like Shenmo Peak, you must know that Yuan Qu didn't know about it until now. She quickly changed the subject and pretended to complain: "This world is really strange and uncomfortable. There are glass curtain walls everywhere. I won't get lost, but I almost ran into it several times."

Ah Da meowed, indicating that you came back directly from thousands of miles away, and whoever is to blame for wanting to fly around.

"It's hard to leave Chaotian Continent, and I have placed so many sky sentries for you underground, why can't I take a good look around here when I come here." Qing'er said angrily.

Ah Da meowed again, saying that it would be nice to bring you out.

A lazy long-haired white cat is talking to a green bird by the window, meowing, chirping, the picture is very moving. What was even more touching was Zhao Layue. She sat quietly on a chair with picturesque eyebrows and eyes. She was extravagant but extremely calm until she said the next sentence: "I hate that dead old woman."

There are many reasons why she doesn't like that girl, such as the floral bathrobe and the hair like a broken curtain. Because of Jing Jiu's relationship, it is easy to understand that she added a dead word in front of the other party's address, but the word "old woman" is naturally because the other party called her a child a few times ago.

Ada and Qing'er were taken aback by her sudden swearing, and then were taken aback by her next actions.

Zhao Layue sat on the chair, hugged her knees, buried her head, and did not speak or move for a long time.

But it could be seen that her body was exerting a little force and she was very nervous.

Yes, she was tense, and only then relaxed a little bit, not because of that conversation, but something else.

She destroyed that battleship, killed so many people, snatched the Thunder God mecha, and came towards the main star under the gaze of countless billions of sightlines. To many people, this is magnificent, but in fact there are other reasons. That girl counted a part, for example, she wanted to see the status of the Qingshan sect in this world, and wanted to intensify the contradiction between the opposite sides, but the more important reason was that she wanted to see the world's attitude towards her. The life and death of that guy will make a significant difference in this attitude.

During the long journey, those ascenders never showed up, which made her have some bad imaginations—is that guy really dead?

Yes, she is very confident, and she has even more confidence in that guy, but you must know that there is a new and strange world outside the window, and she and that guy are both strangers.

In the apartment, Zhong Lizi asked her if she was not worried, and she said no, but how could she really not be worried?

It wasn't until after this conversation that she was finally sure that Jing Jiu was not dead, and the tension and worry hidden in the deepest part of her heart were released, and she became a weak girl sitting with her knees hugged.

Since many years ago, she has never been so weak.

Watching her body gradually relax, Qing'er and Ada looked at each other, a little scared.

Ah Da carefully rubbed her face.

Qing'er hesitated and said, "Would you like some hot tea?"

Zhao Layue took two deep breaths and returned to normal. He raised the cup and drank the cold tea, but found nothing to say but lightness, and said, "The tea is good, better than the sticky stuff that old woman drank."

Qing'er thinks that you have inherited Jing Jiu's style. Over the past few hundred years, you have been extremely picky about drinking tea. Whether it is Gu Qing or Yuan Qu who are far away overseas, they are worried, but they think this tea is good. She can't help but be a little curious. Just when she was about to take a sip, she suddenly found something, and it disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Layue looked out the window and found a hover car parked on the side of the street, and two girls came out.

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Ran Handong tidied up his military uniform, made sure there was nothing wrong with it, took a deep breath, suppressed the tension in his heart, and walked towards the teahouse, but stopped after two steps, looked at Zhong Lizi and asked in a low voice: "Is it all true?"

Zhong Lizi sighed: "How many times have I said it on the road, and it's all true."

Is there really a world of cultivating immortals? Ran Handong still felt that all this was too unbelievable, and wondered if the scenery he saw in the game was real? This kind of doubt was not completely resolved until she came to the teahouse and saw Zhao Layue's face and the iconic messy short hair.

She had seen Zhao Layue in the light curtain, but after all, the real person who actually appeared in front of her had a stronger impact.

This pretty girl with short hair, with childish eyebrows and eyes, who is only fifteen or sixteen years old... is actually hundreds of years old?

Yes, women always pay attention to things from such a strange angle.

Zhao Layue didn't pay attention to her self-introduction, nodded slightly, and looked out the window again.

Ran Handong didn't think it was rude, after all, the other party was hundreds of years old and a god.

Zhong Lizi knew that Zhao Layue had gone to see that person, and was about to ask how the conversation was going, but he heard the other person's question first.

"What's that?" Zhao Layue asked, pointing to something outside the window.

Zhong Lizi and Ran Handong looked along her fingers, saw those teenagers and girls in the square across the street, and heard those cheerful voices.

"Hovering electronic skateboard." Ran Handong said with a smile: "The Capital District has very strict controls on aircraft, but they don't care about this kind of toy. Moreover, the hoverboard has been set up when it leaves the factory, and it cannot exceed five meters. I played it for a few days when I was young, and soon lost interest."

Zhao Layue said, "I'm a little interested."

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This street is the main street of the Capital District, and Jing Jiu once walked here.

The military building is at the end of the long street, moored there like a battleship, shining in the morning light.

The young people in the small square across the street welcomed a new playmate.

That short-haired girl is very good-looking, and she is using the latest, most advanced, and most expensive hoverboard, but she seems to have never played it before, so she must be a novice.

Just when the boys wanted to take her for a ride and teach her, the girl seemed to suddenly understand something.

With a humming sound, accompanied by the morning breeze, she stepped on the hoverboard and flew up.

How could a girl who can fly with a sword not know how to skateboard?

Zhong Lizi and Ran Handong stood on the opposite side of the street, looking at the girl who was riding a skateboard back and forth at high speed amidst the cheers, they didn't come to their senses for a long time.

"She... seems very happy." Zhong Lizi said suddenly.

Ran Handong looked over there and nodded.

The morning light shone on the military building in the distance, and it also shone on Zhao Layue's face.

The sky is not blue, and the battleships in the distance can be vaguely seen, but the clouds are still so white, and her smile is so beautiful.

That guy is still alive.

very nice.

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On the edge of the Scorpion Tail Nebula, there is a very inconspicuous planet.

Because of the heavy pollution, the sky here is rarely blue, and the clouds are often gloomy, like ore.

In the distance, an old dilapidated spaceship is slowly landing, and the queue below to receive food is already very long.

The hardships of life and the depression brought about by the blockade can hardly affect young people. From time to time, there are voices of cheers and curses on the cracked stadium.

There were no cars on the streets of the stadium. An old skateboard was run over by the rain. As soon as it flew into the air, it hit the barbed wire fence due to a steering problem, making a crisp sound.

The skater boy fell to the ground and let out a cry of pain. His companions hurried forward to check the injury, while some companions focused on the worn-out skateboard, shouting loudly that they should be the next one.

On the abandoned half wall on the other side of the field, sat a teenager.

The teenager was wearing a very ordinary blue hoodie, with a blue rope tied around his wrist, which was the only accessory on his body.

Compared with the excitement under the wall, he looked so lonely and desolate, like in another world.

Snowflakes suddenly fell in the sky.

Looking at the snow falling from the sky, the young man read a poem, which was a bit fragmented, and he could faintly hear a few words like needle and sun.

Then he took out a harmonica and started playing.