Star Iron, but the amount of animation

The man sighed, "These are eventful times."

Fortunately, New Bethlehem is very far away from the Luofu Immortal Boat, and there probably won’t be many victims related to the Immortal Boat.

He passed over the matter and turned around to continue discussing Xianzhou affairs with his left and right arms.

But unexpectedly, when Teng Xiao turned his head, he saw two pale faces.

He is not a fool, on the contrary he is very smart. There is only one person who can cause such great emotional fluctuations in Jingliu and Jingyuan.

But how could that person be related to New Bethlehem?

It’s not hard to guess either.

Who doesn't know that this guy likes to take an interstellar journey every once in a while, and it won't take anyone long to return?

He won't listen to anyone who says anything, and he doesn't care if anyone advises him. Jingliu and Jingyuan can't defeat him, so what can outsiders like them do?

The only consolation is probably that this guy at least registered the destination in Xingcha Port, so that they wouldn't be like headless flies when looking for it.

"Ugh......"

Teng Xiao sighed tiredly.

"Did he really go to New Bethlehem?"

"Um......"

Jing Yuan hummed, still a little dazed.

She stared at the picture on the screen. What on earth had the shattered planet experienced to become like this?

What else could it be.

It's a battle, naturally.

Otherwise, a small planet is nothing more than a relic that can be turned into ashes by the Lord of Extinction with a wave of his hand. How could it be worthy of being wiped out by him?

Fenfeng is one of the few extinction lords that the Xianzhou Alliance knows well. He has a terrifying reputation of "one man commanding a million troops" and is also the lord who is most keen on violent destruction. As his name suggests, Fenfeng is obsessed with the power and beauty that things explode at the moment of destruction.

Therefore, he would never leave such traces.

A battle.

The one who left was Foen Feng.

She had never heard of any rumor that the Lord of Extinction would retreat for no reason.

What will happen to those who stay behind and have no news?

Jing Yuan's hands were clenched until they turned white.

She didn't dare to think about it.

But I have to think about it.

Maybe he hasn't arrived in New Bethlehem yet... Maybe someone else is fighting Foehn...

Or maybe, he really scared the Foehn away?

Her emotions made her constantly imagine one possibility after another, but her rationality told her coldly that it was all self-consolation.

That was... a great lord of extinction who was on the path to possess great power. In a head-on battle, the combat power he could unleash was probably the most top-notch in the entire universe, except for the Star Gods. Even if any general from the Immortal Boat Alliance faced him, Jing Yuan conservatively said that he probably would not be able to win.

Hope was becoming increasingly slim as she thought about it. For the first time, Jing Yuan hated her own intelligence. She thought, if Bai Heng was here, he would definitely be foolish enough to believe that his master had defeated Fen Feng and was safe and sound...

Jing Yuan had no way to drive the immortal boat towards New Bethlehem. Even if he had the chance, he would not do it. That would be simply playing with the lives of hundreds of millions of people on the immortal boat.

She couldn't go there alone to investigate the situation.

Not to mention the Lord of Extinction, even if it was just a Doomsday Beast, she might not be able to handle it now.

What else could she do?

The girl was bewildered and at a loss.

She seemed unable to do anything.

Jing Yuan was immersed in negative emotions uncontrollably. She was just a young person who was less than a hundred years old.

Next to her, there is a woman who is over 800 years old and has spent all these years with the young man who is currently missing.

Jing Liu stared at the screen intently and suddenly felt a splitting headache and difficulty breathing.

Hundreds of years, thousands of years passed, and the threshold of emotion that the immortals could feel continued to rise. Their memories also became thin and tired under the long-term erosion, leaving only the most extreme and vivid sediments. Those were almost certainly the remnants of memories of pain and regret. Under these extreme emotions, the self as a human began to collapse... This was the beginning of the "demon body".

Jingliu may be lucky.

With the boy who had never really passed away, her life, except for the initial pain, was smooth sailing, and she had almost never experienced pain and guilt.

Perhaps the only thing that can be called difficult is the growing longing and worry in my heart when the boy left.

But this also means that the prerequisite for her temporarily calm state of mind is the safety of the young man.

But once something goes wrong with the boy...perhaps this small building, which has a too narrow foundation but is built too high, will collapse in an instant.

They have been dependent on each other for almost their entire lives, and Jingliu has no way of imagining what would happen if he lost An Jing.

But now, with the bloody facts before her, she had to imagine that bleak future.

“Uh…ah…”

Jing Liu's eyes flashed blood, she closed her eyes tightly, let out a low cry of pain, covered her head in agony, took a few steps back and supported her body with the help of the table, sweat covered her forehead, and her whole body exuded a gloomy and weird aura.

"Mirror Flow!"

Teng Xiao shouted loudly, and the roar almost shocked the two people who were trapped in the devil at the same time. Jing Yuan was not actually trapped by the devil. This matter was still early for her, so she came to her senses first. She looked at the master with a hideous face beside her, and immediately understood what was going on.

"Jingyuan, go find a doctor!"

After the man finished speaking, he looked at Jing Liu, whose condition was getting worse and worse, and his heart sank.

If Jingliu Moyin, the sword master, loses control... I'm afraid no one in the entire fairy boat can stop him except himself and Long Zun.

"Forget it, I'll take her there myself!"

"it is good!"

Their conversation was even difficult to hear clearly.

She began to feel uncontrollable brutality and murderous intent in her heart, her emotions fluctuated violently, she was filled with grief and anger, yet emptiness and confusion.

The chill surrounding the woman forced Jing Yuan, who wanted to support her, to retreat. Teng Xiao directly controlled her with his spiritual sense, flew out directly, and disappeared in an instant.

Jing Yuan took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions.

Let's take care of their own affairs first... and then think about Master Uncle...

She told herself this, repeating it almost hypnotically,

Volume 1: Chapter 102: Jingliu hugged the boy.

Although Mao Yu really wanted it, An Jing didn't give it to her this time.

The main thing is that the girl is sitting next to you. Don’t let this cause any psychological trauma to her or cause any misunderstandings about men that should not exist. That would be a sin.

The company's efficiency has always been impeccable, it was incredibly fast, and the three of them arrived at the boat in less than twenty minutes.

After exchanging contact information with Patricia, they parted ways.

To An Jing, Patricia was just one of the thousands of passers-by. Perhaps after today, he would never remember that such a person existed.

But for girls of this age, the plot of a hero saving a beautiful girl never goes out of style.

As the saying goes, beauty plus any one of these factors is a sure win, not to mention a plot that has the suspension bridge effect to its fullest.

How could Patricia be moved?

But that's all.

They parted ways and perhaps would never have any contact again.

...Unless she can pick up another card like that.

The girl suddenly realized the source of their encounter.

If... I can find another card... can they meet again?

He seemed to have said that if I didn't give it to him, he would wait until he died of old age to take the card away...

Isn’t that another level of lifelong companionship?

Patricia felt as if she had discovered a blind spot, and the slight melancholy caused by their separation suddenly disappeared.

She couldn't wait to go back and mobilize the resources.

What the girl planned was naturally none of An Jing’s business.

Now that the mission has been completed, it is time to return.

The company was very considerate and specially equipped him with the best and fastest starship, and planned the route and mode of travel specifically to ensure that he could reach the current location of the Luofu Immortal Boat within half a month.

Compared with the time he came, this time was many times faster.

An Jing couldn't help but sigh that it was really great to be a beneficiary of this privileged class.

After getting on the boat, he suddenly frowned, as if he remembered something.

Oh no, I forgot to bring some local specialties for Jingliu and Jingyuan.

Is it too late to go back to New Bethlehem?

...No, it seems useless to go back. The planet has been shattered. Can I just break off two pieces of broken rock and bring them back?

Forget it, if you forget to bring it, then just forget it.

It's not the first time anyway.

An Jing leaned back in his chair comfortably.

When he encounters difficulties, he just needs to sleep well, babies.

Mao Yu was somewhat dissatisfied with the time.

"I thought we could play a little longer."

"You're still here? Are you here for pleasure or for lust?"

"Slaanesh?"

She licked her lips and her eyes lit up: "What a good word."

"broken."

The boy sighed and shook his head.

"How can pleasure be such an inconvenient thing? Besides, making love is a very happy thing~"

The girl smiled and said some lewd words.

An Jing just ignored her and closed his eyes to look for a big black ball to play with in his dream.

............

......

When he opened his eyes again, the starship had gradually entered Xingcha Port. The black-haired kid had disappeared, probably retreating back into his fate. As for whether Mao Yu had taken advantage of him during this period of time, he didn't know, nor did he want to know.

This light sleep lasted for nearly half a month. Perhaps only at this time would the young man clearly realize one thing, that is, he had indeed become an immortal.

Immortal species.

That's a fucking word.

An Jing got off the boat, thinking that everything would be the same as before. He would get off the boat to register, then go home and wait, have another quarrel, and then continue living his life.

But this time something seemed different.

The two people in the family seemed to be blocked at Xingcha Port, and there seemed to be no other possibility except waiting for him.

He really hated this kind of situation that was different from the usual. The unfamiliarity inevitably brought anxiety and always made people feel a little upset.

Somewhat strange.

At this time of day ordinarily, they should all be in the Shen Ce Palace or on the expedition with the army, so they would not have the time to come and pick him up.

Besides, there have been many times when they have been out for longer periods of time than this time, and I have never seen them come directly to Xingcha Port to block people during those times.