Chapter 125 All of this is burned to ashes (Thanks to the alliance leader momod!)
On the map of Nianqin Terminal, there are only a few locations marked, representing the black market work landing place, a cemetery, a vegetable market and a grocery supermarket. , and a specially marked 'red heart'.
The one marked with a red heart...is naturally 'home'.
Home.
An Jing thought about it carefully and realized that he had not thought about this concept for a long time.
He was born with wisdom in mind. During his childhood, the hazy dream scenery always made him feel that his previous life was his home.
But after he grew up a little, those days of living with his parents, those memories of joy or sadness, made him regard Anjia Village as his home, and even his hometown for the rest of his life.
However, ever since the entire village of Anjia Village in Gufeng County was buried under endless ice and snow by frost, and his family was forced to abandon the village and flee the famine, he knew that without a miracle, he would never be able to return home for the rest of his life.
It doesn't matter.
It didn't matter that her original home was gone. As long as her mother was there, Anjing would consider that home.
That's what he originally thought, but due to the entanglement of cause and effect, An Jing finally separated from his mother.
In the end, An Jing felt that Xuanming Village might be his new home.
He is willing to recognize, recognize those teachers and lecturers, and recognize those junior brothers and sisters as family members. Even if the memory of his past life told him that all of this was just a method similar to the pyramid scheme of the demon sect, he was still happy with it.
Human beings always want someone to rely on. No matter what, I always want to have a place where I don’t have to think about things, don’t have to fight with each other, and don’t have to worry about so many things.
Just woke up from a dream. In the most cruel way.
Perhaps... it is precisely because An Jing truly wants to regard Xuan Mingzhuang as his family from the bottom of his heart, and even he has really thought so, that is why he cannot stand the evil of the Demon Cult.
"I really don't want to, I don't want to be worried at home, thinking about whether I will be eaten..."
Sighing, Anjing looked a little lonely. He knew very well that now he no longer had the luxury of having a home. Even if he found his mother, it would be difficult for him to return to the peaceful time before.
Fortunately, he didn't want to go back.
After seeing this damn world, he no longer wanted to be at peace.
He wants... wants...
——I want to burn it all to ashes!
An Jing gallops through the darkness.
There are many more checkpoints on the streets of Xuanye City in the middle of the night.
Heavily armed and armored Xuan Ye City sergeants were patrolling, scanning every suspicious pedestrian. Some people tried to pay bribes, but not only were they not let go, but they were punched down and dragged back to the car for questioning. .
Some people who accepted the inspection honestly were still monitored by drones after being released until they actually returned to their residences.
An Jing quietly walked around the crowded streets, passing through the sewers from time to time, and speeding through the rooftops from time to time. With the barrier of the sword spirit and the effect of the Xuanbu, those soldiers who only had the strength to refine their Qi at most had no way of discovering him.
While passing by a place that was probably a slum or a suburban village, An Jing saw a giant steel puppet that was more than 20 meters high. It was like a yellow scarf warrior, but it was more angular and exuded. With a powerful wave, his strength is comparable to that of a foundation-building monk.
On its shoulder is a heavy machine gun, which is firing at the street.
An Jing didn't know who the target of its shooting was. It might be the poor people who smuggled into Xuanye City without a city entry permit, or the civilians in the slums, or they might be the gang members hiding there.
But no matter which one they were, it would be difficult for them to survive tonight, because An Jing saw car after car of corpses being transported out at the entrance and exit of this area, and their identities were checked one by one.
There were people old and young, and even whole families reunited.
As long as the world is not stable, the family will not be stable either. If the world is not peaceful, there will be no peace for the little family.
It's raining.
Purple-blue rainwater fell from the sky. This rainwater full of evil spirits and acid corroded the streets and corpses. If no one stopped it, the ground would be covered with bones the next morning.
In the alley, there was an anxious and agitated person who was activating the Talisman. He put the Talisman on his forehead, and after his expression gradually returned to calmness, he packed his clothes and opened the apartment door with a smile on his face.
In the dark corner, there are groups of cultivators dressed in gang costumes, taking weird pills. Some of them show silly smiles, some show anger and pleasure, and some show obscene expressions, slumped in the black garbage. bag. What visions did they see?
Rumble…
A huge roar resounded throughout Xuanye City. Anjing raised his head, and the majestic Immortal Taixu battleship that looked like a floating city took off.
It shot straight into the sky, breaking through the clouds and letting the rain temporarily stop - but soon, the sky that had been split by the battleship merged again, bringing more rain.
But An Jing saw that in the dark night sky covered by endless clouds... there was no moon, only countless stars spinning rapidly and flying at a crazy speed.
The crazy starry sky, the world filled with evil spirits, the sergeants patrolling the streets, and the huge steel puppets shooting at the crowd.
"Why doesn't the Jindan Master take action to find the true talisman?"
"He has no way to take action. There are three true kings in this city who have achieved immortality, and two of them are not friendly."
"I see... No wonder Luofu is so angry. The struggle between the groups has really heated up..."
An Jing murmured to himself that he was not surprised by this, because otherwise, he would never have left with the true talisman - even, judging from the conspiracy theory, the reason why the true talisman was lost may also be that With the tacit consent of the True Lord Jindan?
Hey, who knows. This city is really as dark as the middle of the night, and it deserves to be called Xuanye City.
After hiding all the way, Anjing arrived near his destination.
At this moment, he stood on one side of the street, among the narrow cluster of buildings, looking up at the tallest building in the entire Xuanye City, the majestic structure shining with neon fairy light, reaching straight into the huge tower high in the sky.
【Luofu Sendai】
An Jing stared at the immortal platform, then turned his head and returned to the dark gap.
One day...one day...he will stand on a place higher than it, and then judge their life and death just as they judge the life and death of others.
Weihai Region, Nanxiacheng District 12th Street.
Room 601, 59th floor, Tanyu Apartment Building.
This old apartment is full of graffiti, advertisements and psoriasis stickers, and the illegal holographic advertisements on the walls on both sides are flashing with an ambiguous pink light, and the content is "To the peak of your desire, customize your virtual Taoist monk".
The soft flesh and pretty face flashing in the light and shadow are attractive, but the steel door is closed tightly.
An Jing pressed the doorbell.
A few seconds later, the surveillance camera at the door lit up, focusing on the boy who was covering his face with a gas mask.
【Excuse me, who are you? 】A soft voice that was too young, could even be said to be young, sounded, with a warning electronic noise.
"Your mother asked me to tell you." An Jing paused, as if thinking about how to say it.
But in the end, he made up his mind and said: "She is going on a long trip, as a job for the company."
"No need to wait for her to come back."
[...Is that so?] The young voice was silent for a while, and became obviously sad: [I understand]
Then, beyond An Jing's expectation, the door opened with a click.
"Thank you for coming here to tell me about my mother's death."
Behind the door is a thin boy in white clothes who looks to be only eleven or twelve years old. He has smooth brows and glossy black hair, but his blue eyes unexpectedly carry a sharp light, like a star in the sea, seeing through the disguise of an illusion.
——Like Nian Qin, blood pupil technique?
The thought flashed by, An Jing's lie was exposed, he was not embarrassed, he just shook his head.
The young man who opened the door gently bowed to An Jing and said softly: "If you don't mind, please come in and have a cup of tea."
"Just, about my mother...can you tell me something I can know?"
"Tianling roots?" At the same time, with the help of Anjing's eyes, he saw the sword spirit of Nianqin's son in front of him and said in surprise: "It is actually Tianshui root!"
"Cang Bo Xin's eyes, Tianshui spiritual root...this is the seed of the outer elixir talisman given by heaven!"
(End of chapter)