N-A-A Chapter 469 Where is Yun Xianhe?
Chapter 469 Where is Yun Xianhe?
The weather in the scientific world is always unreasonable.
Yesterday it was midsummer with heavy rain, and today it is midwinter with snow everywhere.
The human-head plants, which had just been exposed to the sun for less than three hours, were suddenly frozen to the ground by the blow of snow.
However, because the winery harvested the crops in time, they all survived.
Of course, this comes at the cost of a high fever.
The robots who were observing secretly breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the winery rescue those people.
Fortunately, the other party arrived in time.
Otherwise, in order to avoid causing trouble for the adults, they would have to drag those people out.
09 brushed off the sand on his cloak from digging the pit, turned around and said to 286:
"My Lord, you will be back at 6am tomorrow morning."
The latter understood what he meant immediately and made an OK gesture:
"Don't worry, I will definitely find six strongholds before then and make it a perfect match."
09 felt relieved after getting the answer, and then sent a message to the substitute robot.
[Hold steady, just hold on until tomorrow. ——09]
[Don't worry. — Feiying]
The substitute robot replied and put the last piece back on its body.
He then stood up, straightened the wrinkles of his clothes, and left the storage room as if nothing had happened.
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"Hey, wake up."
There were vague sounds coming from all around.
The magician struggled to open his tightly closed eyes and just happened to see the young man standing in the distance.
The other person looked at him sideways, the upper half of his face blurred by the mist, making it difficult to see clearly.
The ghost looked at it for a while, then murmured subconsciously:
"Yunyun?"
The person who heard his voice smiled and stretched out his hand to him:
"You're in a daze again."
The voice of the person who came was a little vague.
The ghost was still a little dazed.
The eyes behind the gauze blinked dully, but the hand honestly held the other person's hand.
The palm of my hand felt slightly cool, which was somewhat different from the dry and warm touch in my memory.
The ghost stumbled and followed the other's steps in the darkness.
He couldn't see the end and didn't know where to end, but he didn't care.
Anyway, Yunyun won't harm him.
Moreover, as long as you are with each other, you can go anywhere.
But isn't it too quiet?
The magician felt a little uncomfortable.
"Yunyun, do you want to hear a joke? Or a song? By the way, have we come out of the secret realm? What about the sirs? Are they trapped somewhere else?"
The person walking in front didn't speak.
Ghost felt something was strange.
He took two big steps forward, walked side by side with him, and tilted his head to look at him.
The mist obscured the other person's eyebrows and eyes, making it impossible for him to see the pair of heterochromatic pupils.
Has Yunyun become thinner?
"Yunyun?"
Wait a minute... Why did he think the person in front of him was Yun Xianhe? !
The magician suddenly thought of this and stopped, and the people around him stopped with him.
The mist that was originally wrapped around the other person's face gradually dissipated.
The expected golden-blue heterochromatic pupils were replaced by a pair of fruit green eyes.
The blue-black hair makes the other person's delicate face look even whiter, and there is no scar between his eyebrows.
Looking at the person in front of him who looked exactly like himself when he was 14 years old, the ghost's breathing stagnated and he unconsciously loosened his hand.
"How could you be me?"
However, the "ghost" in front of him did not have much of a strong reaction.
The other party raised his eyebrows in confusion and tilted his head to look at him:
"What are you doing? Yunyun?"
...and so on?
The person who was suddenly called out like this was stunned for a moment.
He looked down at his hands, then looked back into the eyes of the 14-year-old ghost in front of him.
The figure reflected in the forest in the morning light was Yun Xianhe at the age of 13.
What,?
The pitch-black space was lit up by the sudden rise of fire.
After being covered with a layer of red, the vision became inexplicably blurred.
[“Charge out! Restart and kill him without leaving a single piece of armor!”]
A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came to my ears.
In the distance, there was the clanging of weapons and the roar of fighting.
Fireballs comparable to missiles exploded in the crowd, taking away a large number of monsters without the sense of pain.
In his blurred vision, it seemed that someone staggered back and stood beside him.
【"Ah……"】
The other party sneered briefly, raised his hand, pulled the wizard's robe and wiped the blood off his face.
Even though it was covered by the smell of blood, I could still smell the thin, cool scent of cedar from so close.
[“Yunyun, do you believe me?”]
The voice has not fallen,
In the blurred vision, the magician showed a brilliant smile and said in a low voice:
[“No matter success or failure, you must not forget me.”]
There was a pulling sensation on the collar.
[“I will curse you... Remember, don’t look back!”]
The feeling of weightlessness and the panic in my heart reached their peak at the same time.
The 'Ghost' looked at the person who threw him out of the encirclement, opened his mouth to call him, but no sound came out.
The figure with his back to him was tall and thin, but seemed to be able to block all disasters.
The fierce wind caused by the war tore at the opponent's tattered cloak.
In the eyes of the person who had already lost all strength in mid-air,
Like a guardian angel spreading its last remaining wings, it stood in front of him.
The man standing on the top of the mountain of corpses threw away his baton, grabbed the long sword that was rarely used and had long been broken, and pointed it directly at the monster rushing towards the mountain of corpses.
The wind prolonged the magician's roar, and every word was filled with resolute arrogance:
[“I’m not dead yet! The outcome is not decided yet! You are all ants!”]
【"roar!!!"】
[“Come and fight! Bastards!!”]
The person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.
The ghost clutched the clothes on his chest with one hand and tightly grasped the quilt beside him with the other hand, breathing heavily in confusion.
Those unwilling roars just now seemed to still linger in my ears, making my heart pound.
Dream,?
Why did he have such a strange dream?
Why do I dream about dying?
Why do I dream that I am a "brave man" and am thrown out of the encirclement by the enemy?
As... a brave man?
The person lying on the bed was stunned for a moment.
Then he slowly raised his still trembling hand and looked at it for a while.
……Dream?
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"It's okay, I will take good care of him. ...Sorry, Mr. Guang, I will explain the rest to you when I have a chance."
'Yun Xianhe' who was standing at the door tactfully persuaded Morobushi Kagemitsu, Conan and Hattori who wanted to care about strangers to leave.
He quickly entered the room and locked the door neatly.
After making sure that no one would come in and disturb his master's rest, Yun Xianhe breathed a sigh of relief.
Judging from the effectiveness of the medicine, the adult should wake up in another hour.
Should he just give the other person another shot and let him sleep until the punishment was over?
The substitute robot thought his idea was very good.
But let's look at the adult's condition first. It's best not to use drugs in combination...
Thinking of this, Yun Xianhe raised his eyes to glance at the person lying on the bed, then walked over slowly with light steps.
The moment he stood beside the bed, something strange happened.
The person who was supposed to be asleep suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed Yun Xianhe's clothes, and pulled him directly onto the bed.
A pair of slightly cold hands rudely grabbed the boy's fragile neck.
The magician pressed his crossed thumbs on the opponent's Adam's apple.
His voice was a little hoarse because he had just woken up, and his tone was icy cold:
"Where is Yun Xianhe?"