The Path Toward Heaven

This problem cannot be explained. One explanation is two million words, although the author of the two million words is her now.

Jing Jiu looked at the soft chair on the terrace and seemed to lie down, and walked towards the outside.

Zhong Lizi followed him, ready to continue to ask something, and suddenly remembered his appearance at this time, his face flushed slightly, and quickly turned into the bedroom.

Soon she came out of the bedroom and changed into a pajama. The slightly wet silver hair was scattered randomly, her eyes were beautiful, and she looked like a white cat.

"How did you get up?"

She sat on the other side of the soft chair and looked at Jing Jiu and asked, she knew the mysterious origin of the boy, and was still curious.

Jing Jiu walked all day in Shou'er City, although she would not feel tired, she would inevitably be a little embarrassed, and closed her eyes and ignored her.

Zhong Lizi came here yesterday, always a little nervous, seeing him very happy, don't care he ignored him.

She suddenly asked, "What did you just see?"

The scenery that can be seen on the terrace is really good, and the lake in the distance called the Caspian Sea can be seen in the distance, but of course she did not ask for scenery.

"No."

Jing Jiu doesn't have much common sense in life, but it still has it, knowing that even if he sees it, he can't say that he can see it.

Actually he hasn't seen anything in the apartment building? He was lying on that soft chair, and occasionally needed to relax his mind, he would also look at her eyes to relieve boredom.

He watched her in various poses wearing that blue camisole and leggings, watching the sweat drip from her neck.

When she was ill, he stood by the bed, his gaze passed through the quilt and clothes, and into her body.

The drama was unsuccessful, and Zhong Lizi was a little disappointed, saying, "This suite was ordered by Xuanyu Company. The person named Gao Shu said that during the game development stage, I can live here without going to school dormitory."

Jing Jiu said.

Zhong Lizi continued: "Tomorrow I will go to Xingmen University to report. Would you like to accompany me? Ah, even if it is inconvenient."

Jing Jiu opened her eyes and glanced at her, and found that she was sitting in the position where La Yue was most used to sitting. After thinking about it, she hummed.

"Over the gaming company ... what the **** is going on? I don't know anything."

"You sign on your own, there will be no problems there. You need to make them faster and better. The most important thing is that the promotion scope should be wide and not limited to Star Gate."

Rarely heard Jing Jiu say such a long sentence, Zhong Lizi became more nervous, and clenched his fist subconsciously to cheer himself up.

Jing Jiuzhen was about to continue to close his eyes to read the thesis, and suddenly felt something, his eyebrows were raised slightly, and his gaze was hardly noticeable looking out of the terrace.

Outside the terrace, besides the blue sky and white clouds, is the ground lake, and the city is far beyond the lake.

A building in the distance exuded a breath he didn't like, and he asked, "Where is it?"

"I can't see ..." Zhong Lizi squinted for a long time.

Jing Jiu found that her mind was a little unstable, and she would even ask her this question, which made her feel even worse. She called out the map to confirm the name of the building.

The alliance's station in the Star Gate Administration has a higher administrative level and status than the Star Gate base. Is that breath he doesn't like is a gravitational field?

But what about the building next to it? Why is there something uncomfortable for him?

Jing Jiu stood up and said, "I'll go out and do something."

Zhong Lizi was a little surprised, thinking you're leaving as soon as you come here?

Then she thought that he was originally a person in this world. There should be any old subordinates to contact. Without retention, she said seriously, "Be careful and safe."

Jing Jiu said.

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There is indeed a gravitational field in the Alliance Government's presence in the Stargate Administration, but the bad feeling should have nothing to do with it.

Jing Jiu stood on the other side of the street, looked at the building exuding solemn taste, made the above judgment, and turned to another building not far away.

This building has a solemn and sacred meaning, called the Tower of Fire Transmission, divided into six floors, is a place where worshippers worship distant ancestors and pray for gods.

The Galaxy Alliance has only one religion, so that religion has no name.

By the same token, the **** has no name.

There are many believers who come to spread the fire tower, all kneeling on the ground around the building, worshiping religiously, saying something in their mouths, saying various wishes.

Through the information on the Internet, Jing Jiu knew that he could visit here casually, registered with a bracelet, and walked in.

The big trees on the street stretched out branches and green leaves, half-covered the building's windows, and the scattered sunlight was very mottled, which was very beautiful.

The murals in the building are dark clouds, brilliant and weird warships, and gods without specific faces.

In his eyes, these murals are better than those in the art gallery.

Probably because the paintings in the art museum are more modern art than that sunflower.

Jing Jiu thought he might be really old.

After walking through the dome promenade full of frescoes, I came to the main hall of the Tower of Fire, and I could hear the sound of chanting pouring from the crack of the door without sliding the door.

Jing Jiu quietly listened to the chanting outside the door and found that it was similar to those murals, which were praises to the gods and ancient civilizations.

As he was about to leave, a voice sounded behind him.

"The night is over there, ready to devour all the light in the world, but we don't have to worry, because the gods have arranged everything early."

Jing Jiu was thinking of leaving when he knew someone was approaching, but he didn't expect the other person to speak so fast.

This was a typical sermon. He ignored it and turned to walk outside the building.

Probably did not encounter such apathetic people in the Tower of Fire, the bishop responded after he had stunned, and quickly followed.

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Jingjiu did not expect that the bishop actually followed himself from the building to the street, saying something all the way.

At this time, the pedestrian light on the street lighted up, and he stopped.

The bishop chased him, panting, "Believing in God is not the need of the gods, it is our need."

Jing Ji glanced at the indicator, and the indicator went off.

Several levitated vehicles noticed that the lights had changed as soon as they started, and stopped quickly, almost colliding.

The crowd across the street froze and came towards this side, just like the tide.

Jing Jiu looked at the crowd and said, "I am God."

The bishop froze before confirming that he had heard it right, and his face became extremely weird, saying, "No ... God is the only one."

Jing Jiu went into the sea of ​​people.

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A giant whale emerged from the sea.

Jing Jiu stepped out of the crowd.

He returned to the square between the museum and the art gallery again.

The terrain here is wide enough and the crowd has become much sparse, sitting in pairs on the grass, on benches, feeding pigeons, and playing with flying machines.

That uncomfortable feeling reappeared in his mind.

He walked to the edge of the lawn, watching the piece of pigeon feces on his feet, silent for a while, then turned and looked away.

The majestic mountains in the west are glowing red and warm under the shining of stars, and the gravitational field generators shining like stars are no longer so conspicuous.

It didn't take long for him to finally capture the source of that breath, his sword-like sharp sight kept drawing closer, and eventually fell into a deep depression in the deep mountains.

There was a man in work clothes, carrying a tool box with the code and name of the relevant department painted on it.

If anyone sees it, he will definitely think that he is a government maintenance worker.

The man in tooling cloth was lying on the ground at this time, the toolbox had been opened, and the instrument parts inside had been assembled into a metal thing.

That metal thing is at least one meter and five meters long, the inner diameter of the long pipe in front is about 1.7 centimeters, and there are more than twenty rings on the outer wall.

Those loops shone with extremely dark blue light, and it was not clear whether the current or other fluctuations.

Obviously, this is a powerful weapon for long-range attacks.

Seventy kilometers away, Jing Jiu still determined that he was aiming at himself.

He can clearly see the black hole of the qiāng tube and the eye behind the optical amplifier.

In a short time, he saw a lot of characteristics from the metal qiāng machine, and at the same time a lot of nouns emerged in the sea of ​​his knowledge.

"Electromagnetic, ring-strengthening, clustering, non-chemical expansion."

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Just as those terms flashed in his head, Jing Jiu suddenly raised his right hand, opened his fingers, and pointed his palms into the distance.

He moved too fast, blowing a gust of wind, blowing some grass, and the pigeons took off in shock.

The people on the lawn looked over, wondering where the strange people came from here, or what kind of performance artists?

At this time, there was an extremely loud popping sound on the grass!

boom!

Dust flies around with dust, obscuring sight.

The pigeons murmured and fluttered everywhere, causing chaos in the field.

People were shocked and got up and fled away.

The lawn sprinkler automatically senses and starts spraying water mist.

Soot is extinguished at a rate that is visible to the naked eye.

Standing in the mist like a light rain ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Jing Jiu retracted his right hand and opened his palm.

A mass of blue-black, ink-like things appeared in his palm.

That was the remnant of the high-flame bullet bàozhà.

This kind of bullet is a banned item of the Galaxy Alliance, and even the military only has a very small number of frontline troops.

Using electromagnetically enhanced flaming bullets fired by a qiāng machine, one can destroy a building like the previous fire transmission tower.

Jing Jiu scattered the powder into the lawn, shook his hands, felt a bit numb, and thought that the data in the hidden network was correct. The power of this remote qiāng machine was really great.

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{Qing Yu Nian TV shows are quite okay. They are as powerful as Jing Jiu. I recommend everyone to watch them. }

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