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It was a golden statue dozens of meters high. It was rumored that when the statue was first built hundreds of years ago, all the skilled craftsmen on the seven fairy boats were gathered together. After 167 years, nearly the entire Luofu's financial and material resources were spent. Place this statue in front of Sichen Palace.

It is said that the six Luofu divisions fought fiercely among themselves in order to compete for the place where the statue would rest. All parties had reasonable explanations. For example, the general once said that these statues should stand in the Xingtian Martial Arts Arena. Inspire the younger generation Yunqi.

But the helmsman of Tianbo Division maintained his objection. If we really get to the bottom of it, this statue should be placed in front of Sichen Palace. After all, it is the record holder of Luofu flying warriors to this day. The true theory inspires the younger generations, so that's it. It should be the pilots who inspire Tianbo Division!

Faced with the arguments from all sides about who is right, the elderly great worker from the Mighty Administering clan was blowing his beard and glaring in anger. He was talking about words such as ancestors and the Mighty Buddhas, which made everyone look down upon him. laugh.

No one knew how this invisible war over statues came to an end, but when the sun rose in Luofu the next day, the lifelike sculpture of the gods and warriors stood in front of Sichen Palace.

As the tallest building complex in Luofu and the office of Tianbo Division, Sichen Palace naturally has the mission of providing coordinates for the pilots who drive Doucha in the night. At the same time, the warm yellow light beam is also a deterrent, which is to warn those who People with ulterior motives, even if Luofu is sleeping at night, there are still goshawks patrolling and hunting in the shadows.

Kyoryu didn't rest in a warm room or take a relaxing hot bath. Instead, he stood on the top attic of Sichen Palace, looking out at the pitch-black night outside the fence, letting the night wind carry the moonlight. Brushing it, the long silver hair was messy.

It had been a long, long time since she had calmed down like this. Her mind was completely empty, and she was just staring at the dark night in a daze or daze, or staring at the statue with only a vague figure visible.

How long has it been since you felt so relaxed? a hundred years? Three hundred years? Or is it seven hundred years? In the past, when she looked at the statue, she would only feel worried and sighing, full of melancholy, but today she felt relaxed and happy.

That stupid dragon is still alive and kicking, isn't that enough?

He already has his own new life. The principles of reincarnation and consciousness projection are still open to question, but people like himself who live in the old dream should stay in the old dream and watch, right?

She was a little confused and felt that the road ahead was gray. Immortality for her had turned into torture at some point. The past longevity was a bargaining chip for her. Winning the bargaining chip to meet again was the only proof that he had not fallen yet. But now that they met, she felt that things had changed, and the firm belief in her heart had collapsed.

The ambition and ambition she had when she set out, and the thought in her heart, "I would rather make the same mistakes with him thousands of times, than see him fall in love with someone else", have long been forgotten by her. Most of her courage at that time was opening the door. It disappeared like a cloud of smoke in an instant.

In other words, the anger at that time had already surpassed the joy of the reunion, so that she couldn't even listen to the slightest explanation. But now she thinks about what Jiang Fan said carefully. It seems that for immortality, reincarnation is the key to reincarnation. It’s not uncommon to have memories revived, right?

At this time, the sound of high heels clicking on the steps came from the bottom up. The person coming appeared to be in a hurry, and his steps were getting faster and faster. He even trotted up the last few steps.

"Lord Jingliu, about... um... about Mr. Jiang Fan's information, we have made a relatively comprehensive report through the Xianzhou Alliance's network, but it is a bit complicated... I think the source of the information may not be Accurate." Yu Kong came up from the spiral staircase with a stack of documents in her arms, her expression in the shadows was a little worried, which showed the impact those documents had on her.

Although she is the current helmsman of the Tianbo Division and one of the Six Imperial Guards of Luofu, representing the pinnacle of Luofu's power, regardless of her seniority or merit, she is just a girl in front of Jingliu.

Moreover, in the War of Fertility a hundred years ago, if Jingliu had not used the sword that cut off the moonlight, she and her best friend would have been buried on the Immortal Boat Square Pot forever.

Not only does she have respect and admiration for Jingliu, she also has admiration for the legendary Dragon Ancestor Jiang Fan. The record that no battleship pilot has broken in a hundred years is still high in the Tianbo Division. Under the glass dome, it inspires generations of battleship pilots.

"Okay, let's continue." Jingliu didn't turn around, still leaning on the fence and looking at the night.

"Well... the Fairy Boat Alliance has used the information network to inquire about relevant information. I also paid special attention to what you ordered, and the results of the inquiry are not very similar to what you said." Yu Kong nodded slightly. , looked at the documents in his hand and hesitated for a while.

"According to Ms. Black Tower you mentioned, we found that there are many rumors about her and... and Mr. Jiang Fan in the universe. The versions include childhood sweethearts, finger-tip marriage and mutual affection... And Jiang Fan is also a genius scientist who was famous in the universe a few Amber Epochs ago." Yu Kong raised his head and observed the back of Jingliu, and found that Jingliu was not very emotional before continuing.

"For example, the Gundam series of mechas were created by Jiang Fan. We found that there is a saying recorded in the museum of his ancestral planet, 'The short-term brilliance of burning life is more shining than the eternal light.' So I think, The scientist named Jiang Fan was indeed dead two Amber Epochs ago." Yu Kong took a deep breath.

"But three months ago, there was news from the Black Tower Space Station that the scientist named Jiang Fan appeared again. It was less than a month apart from Fu Xuan's calculation of the reappearance of the immortal power... So what you said ..Theoretically it does exist.."

"Through the recent navigation route of the Black Tower Space Station, we found that the Black Tower Space Station had a continuous space jump four months ago, and the galaxy it finally arrived at was near the Yalilo planet in the Pegasus galaxy. That planet once existed thousands of years ago. There was a brief technological explosion, but in the end there was no news. Our airship fleet has gone to the planet Yaliluo as quickly as possible to find out the news. I believe that accurate information will be transmitted within the next 15 days."

Jingliu stared at the night without speaking. After a few minutes of silence, he sighed softly, with lingering worry in his eyes.

"Rebirth...rebirth...but people are always greedy..."

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There should be another chapter updated in the evening. I will fly to Changsha tomorrow. I will only be able to type on my mobile phone then. So for tonight’s update, I will check the time. If it’s faster, it’s 11 o’clock, if it’s slower, it’s 12 o’clock. Baozi is in school. Don't wait, don't be afraid of being late for a good meal (Ma Ziji sells melons, she sells herself and boasts)

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Chapter 120 Atoning for one’s sins

At 12:46 in the evening, in the Longmen Inn, the crystal chandelier changed from the orange warm light of the past to emitting colorful beams at this moment. The gramophone in the corner played old-fashioned classic disco music. Against the background of the classical decoration and floor, The interior of the inn is like an old-fashioned dance hall.

Originally, it was impossible for a high-end hotel like the Longmen Inn to be renovated and renovated by private parties, let alone someone's suggestion to decorate it into a dance hall. If it weren't for the lack of DJ dance music in Luofu, I'm afraid the Longmen Inn would have turned into a huge hotel tonight. Light balls and colorful beams of light can shine through the glass on other buildings.

At first, the owner of Longmen Inn shook his head and refused Xing's proposal. He even wanted to kick out the patient who ran away from nowhere.

But when he saw the token representing the general, he hesitated in his heart, but he still insisted that it was the private property belonging to the Vidyadhara clan and that it was a 'national' hotel in Luofu that had always entertained distinguished guests. But when he From the moment he looked into Jiang Fan's eyes, his thoughts changed instantly.

He immediately slapped his chest, with a heartfelt look on his face, ready to go through the sword and the fire for you. He didn't need to explain too much at all. The best tea and cakes were brought over by the service staff like a long dragon like a Manchu banquet.

Among them, there was a plate of mung bean cake that Xing remembered vividly. After all, it was a pastry costing 3000 yuan. She would never forget it. What she ate was not cake, but full of credit points!

But now, the small plate of 3000-yuan pastries is stacked into a hill like the free pastries in a buffet. There are many pastries with various classical and beautiful shapes. Just looking at them, you can tell they are worth a lot. Not to mention countless snacks and milk teas.

This made Xing hold up the mirror and look at himself in the mirror carefully, but he couldn't find anything different about himself. In the end, he could only lament that his name was well known in Xianzhou, and he must be a household name!

Originally, March 7 was still reserved. After all, she believed that there was no free lunch in the sky, but Xing didn't care. She opened her mouth and ate a few pastries. As soon as I sucked it with my small mouth, the milk tea went into my throat. I didn't care about the so-called lady image. I didn't know it, but I thought it was some homeless person rummaging through the trash can to find a feast to show off.

Faced with March Qi's reserve and caution, Xing just clicked her tongue and shook her head. She stretched out her finger and poked in the direction upstairs. Seeing that March Qi still had a dull look on her face, she couldn't help but shake her head and said that she was not up to expectations. , saying that the real rich woman is upstairs, and the whole space station belongs to her. If you are afraid of a hammer, if you can't do it, just report the name of Lord Yukong. I think she still has some prestige in Luofu.

But then Xing changed the topic again, and began to lament Jiang Fan's twists and turns in life, and also lamented his own intelligence. The trash can of a spaceship was like holding it with both hands, and it was not in vain for her to ride for the Black Tower. She was tired. Like a mule.

"Would you like to have a carnival night?" Xing chewed red bean paste cake and raised a glass: "Celebrate that I have made a fortune and reached the pinnacle of life!"

Unfortunately, no one responded to her happiness and joy at the moment. March 7th was taking pictures of the food on the long table, the spotlight was flashing, and the flashes were overwhelming. Uncle Yang was sitting in the corner of the sofa, staring intently. He stared at his phone intently, seeming to be scrolling through some weather forecast.

Xing held the cup in the air and paused for several seconds. Seeing that no one responded to her call, she could only shrug her shoulders and drink the cup of tea alone.

She couldn't help but suddenly began to miss Jiang Fan. If Jiang Fan was present, it would be inevitable to have a carnival night. This made her feel that she and Jiang Fan were very similar to Zhong Ziqi and Yu Boya. If Jiang Fan one day If she accidentally died, who could have a drink with her to discuss the possibility of having Kafka wear a suspender nightgown?

The sound of hurried footsteps sounded continuously on the upper floor of the ceiling, like a lion chasing its prey in the grassland. It was obvious who was the lion and who was the prey. Listening to the hurried footsteps on the ceiling, Xing calmly raised his glass and drank tea. As expected, After a while, the footsteps stopped.

"The soundproofing of this room is bad. If you accidentally hear something at night, you won't be silenced by the ancestors, right?"

At this moment, in the bedroom on the second floor of Longmen Inn, Jiang Fan was stepping on the floor with his bare feet. He was running around the bedroom wearing only a pair of big pants with a white dragon painted on him. The lion was not angry and was equally naked. With her feet on the floor, she held a camera in her hand, and the white sheets were covered with photos.

"Why are you running? I saw in the photo that you were smiling in shorts. Do you know you are running now?" Heita picked up the slippers under the bed with his toes, and shot the slippers squarely on Jiang Fan's chest with a volley. On the calf.

Jiang Fan's calves softened, and he subconsciously threw himself towards the soft bed in front of him. This way he avoided being a dog chewing on the mud, and instead fell headlong into the cloud-like sheets, his face covered with photos.

"That's reincarnation. Do you still expect me to be gay in my previous life?" Jiang Fan's waist sank, and Heita straddled his waist, while assuming a standard capture posture.

"Rebirth?" Heita leaned down and patted Jiang Fan's face, "Didn't you say consciousness transmission?"

"It's almost the same..." Jiang Fan's ears were tingling because of Heita's hot breath when he spoke, "Anyway, you know it, right? You should think differently. You should be glad that Jingliu is a woman. If I I was a gay man in my last life, and now I am a man competing fairly with you.”

"King Liu... Immortal Envoy... If according to the content recorded in the classics on Senzhou Luofu, you were an immortal dragon in your last life, and when you were with me, you were a walking intellect... In Bello When Berg was there, he should be a protector...Although the immortal destiny is broad, I don't think it can affect multiple destiny paths." Black Tower frowned lightly.

"Although wisdom can be immortal and preservation can also be immortal, after all, that is a possibility that only exists in theory. If we follow this line of thinking, even memory can be immortal... If the original immortality With such a broad destiny, how could the dragon fall and even have its power stolen by fertility and breeding?"

"You now have a chance to atone for your sins. It depends on whether you can seize it." Heita climbed on Jiang Fan's back and blew hot air gently in his ears, "Dear... you You don’t want to... lose the right to reproduce, right?”

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I'll try to update it when I get off the plane and go to the hotel tomorrow! Please send me power and gifts for love! Throw the power generation over here!

Chapter 121 Regret or miss...or...

"Xianzhou Luofu Taibu Si Taibu Fuxuan, see General Tianzhu, see General, Star Core Hunter Kafu has been captured by our Taibu Division. Not long ago, I used the Qiongguan Array to deduce Star Core Hunter Kafu The purpose of Ka's trip is just..."

Standing at the edge of Dayanqiong's observation formation in Loufu Taibo, Fu Xuan raised his head and looked at the two generals in front of him, but his words paused, and then he glanced around the two generals and glanced behind him. The Star Dome Train crew members in the distance had some hesitation in their eyes.

In fact, the reason for star core hunter Kafka's trip was so absurd that she felt stunned.

But under the divination of the Dharma Eye and the Qionguan Formation, Kafka's so-called truth was nakedly exposed to the Dharma Eye. But is this truth the ultimate goal of the Star Core Hunter?

You, a dangerous man with a bounty of tens of billions, risked being hunted by the Immortal Boat Alliance just for such a ridiculous thing?

It feels like you are holding a thousand-year-old treasure map in your hand, but after going through all the hardships, you open the treasure chest and find that it is actually a urinal.

As for the enemies within Xianzhou, she really didn't take it seriously. After all, the immortal ancestor was still there. What kind of monster could defeat this legend?

Fu Xuan was thinking wildly in his mind, and random thoughts kept coming out. He could only raise his head and look at his immediate boss and his "boss" in front of him, waiting for their decision.

In fact, he was sizing up the two generals in front of him, but Fu Xuan's eyes undoubtedly stayed more on Jiang Fan.

For the General Tianzhu in front of him, the Dragon Ancestor of the Ming Clan, his reputation can be said to be as thunderous as thunder. It is not an exaggeration to say that he has heard it since he was a child.

After all, there are countless legends about him on the Immortal Boat. Various versions have been passed down to this day. It can be said that it is a story that is familiar to both officials of the Sixth Division and the people of the Immortal Boat.

Thinking about it from another perspective, almost all the storytellers of this Ming Dynasty Dragon Ancestor have supported countless storytellers and teahouses and teahouses in the streets. If you ask any child on this huge fairy boat, he can also Let me tell you some stories.

And even if the identity of the Immortal Boat Legend is thrown away, the handsome man in front of him, who has no characteristics of the Mingchi Clan, is also an upright elder of the Mingchi Clan, and is the master of General Jingyuan. He deserves the respect of all Xianzhou officials.

But for Fu Xuan, that respect and admiration started from the moment she learned that this Mingzhuchi Dragon Ancestor was the founder of the "official-level crushing people to death" chess method and the "boss draws a pie" style of encouragement. The admiration evaporated in an instant.

At this moment, she finally knew what it meant to be of the same blood.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Jiang Fan, who was holding milk tea in one hand and a hamburger in the other, and then glanced at Jing Yuan, who was similarly equipped. Even Yan Qing, who had always behaved maturely, also imitated the style and showed a lazy energy. , simply miserable.

She originally wanted to nag the general for being so careless about his image in front of the guests on the train, which was simply rude, but when she caught a glimpse of the star of the train still leaning on the fence, grabbing a bun and eating it, his mouth was full of oil, But she felt that the general's image was really pleasing to the eye.

"I feel it is my duty to conduct a body search on Kafka. I suspect that she is carrying some kind of weapon of mass destruction. Maybe the next second she will pull out two Gatling guns from her waist as a pioneer. It is my duty to do so." Xing swallowed the bun in his mouth with a look of justice on his face.

"Can you wipe off your saliva first?" March Qi turned her head and stared at Xing, taking in her squinting eyes as she looked up and down at Kafka.

That gaze was very sharp...but was it really the waist that was aimed at?

"Huh? Oh oh oh." Xing subconsciously raised his arm and wiped his lips with his sleeve, his eyes never moving away from Kafka from beginning to end.

"Get out of the way, I have special interrogation methods. You all leave, let me be alone with Kafka, and I promise to pry her mouth open." Xing's voice was low, and he was about to step forward to show off his skills.

"I believe you are the only one who has ghosts, and his soul has been seduced by a mature big sister?" Yue Qi grabbed Xing's collar to prevent her from plotting evil under the guise of interrogation.

Jiang Fan ignored Xing who was dancing behind him and his eyes were urgent. Instead, he met Kafka's teasing eyes and stepped forward. He walked to her alone and looked at her condescendingly, looking at this person who could be called the Riddler. Star core hunter.

To be honest, he did not have an in-depth understanding of the Star Core Hunters, an organization that could be called the Galaxy Rockets. Perhaps the only way to understand it was that Interstellar Peace offered them a sky-high bounty of tens of billions.

The Kafka in front of him is a self-propelled humanoid with tens of billions of subsidies. Now he only needs to move his fingers to dial the number of Interstellar Peace Company, and a huge amount of tens of billions will be poured into his personal account in the next second. Credit points.

"It seems that you have fallen into some kind of difficult situation. The moon is hard to be round and the shoulders are hard to be together..." Kafka raised her eyes and stared at Jiang Fan's face, seeming to be studying and reminiscing.

"I know you." Jiang Fan suddenly said, "10.8 billion is enough for me to buy a few Star Destroyers and send them to Xi'er."

"You have changed a lot, but it seems like nothing has changed." Kafka stared into Jiang Fan's pupils, "But the way to deal with women has changed a lot."

"In the future chosen by Elio, although the power of hunting is dispensable, it is still an important factor affecting the future. Originally, the protagonist of this drama was not you, but you are still as willful as ever, and it seems that you For me, being the protagonist is a daily routine."

"I know you have doubts in your heart, but as you said, the plot of the story is always beautiful, but the ending is often not what you want. Life is a constant series of misses and regrets... In your choice... …Is it a regret…or a miss?”

"still……"

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I went down the mountain at around 4 o'clock in the morning and then transferred to Changsha. Last night I really wanted to code, but the college student special forces on the mountain were singing, confessing, and proposing... I only slept for less than an hour! !

Chapter 122 Courage and long-term vision

Night fell slowly, and even the busy space station gradually fell into silence. Only the staff of the department that maintained the operation of the space station were still at their posts, drinking coffee and yawning, their eyes lingering on the miniskirt of the beautiful woman on the mobile phone screen, unable to take their eyes away.

In the silent night, the Black Tower puppet hummed a light song, holding a glass cup with the word "Luofu" printed on it, and walked to the door of the reading room and stopped.

After the sensor device recognized the identity information, the solid alloy door opened lightly, and the dark reading room lights came on one after another.

The hidden camera in the reading room was focused on the owner of the space station who was in a beautiful mood. The gentle voice of the ancestor sounded all around: "The master often said that a woman's mood is as capricious as the weather. It seems that your mood has changed from yesterday's anger and anger. Jealousy has turned into joy now, congratulations.”

"Jealous?" Heita walked into the reading room, looked at the dazzling array of neatly packed bookshelves and raised his eyebrows slightly, "You can drink engine oil randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. When did I become jealous?"