Star Railroad: Great Guardian of Beloberg

Jing Yuan paused for a moment, then said directly without hiding anything, "You killed many Cloud Riders who admired you, causing the second tragedy of the Moon Drinking Rebellion. Then you fought with me, and in the end, I defeated you with the help of the God Lord. Since then, your whereabouts have been unknown."

After Jingliu sorted out his thoughts, he looked at Jingyuan and said, "I'm sorry."

She felt that what she had done must have caused Jing Yuan great distress and trauma. After saying this, she looked at Ren and Dan Heng and said, "No wonder I wanted to chop you up so badly. I finally know the reason."

"..."

"..."

Dan Heng and Ren were speechless.

"This is our past." Jing Yuan let out a long breath, and a smile appeared on his lips again. To experience the resentment and anger of the past again would only make him step into the evil shadow faster. He smiled faintly and said, "I don't know what happened next."

"You hunted me for a long, long time." Ren put the empty bottle on the table and said to Jing Liu, "You tried to kill me over and over again, but I didn't remember who you were at the time. I only remember that you used my body and my thousands of wounds to teach me how to use a sword."

"After I was exiled by Luofu."

Dan Heng said, "You all thought I was Dan Feng and came to see me."

"Have I been looking for you all along?" Jing Liu glanced at Dan Heng and Ren and said, "You also owe Jing Yuan an apology."

"Don't apologize to me."

Jing Yuan picked up the wine glass and said, "Drink."

Bottle after bottle of wine was drunk. This drinking party was not a happy one. Compared with the high spirits of the past, this one seemed a little dull. Everyone was worried. They drank wine like water, one cup after another.

But no one spoke anymore. Everyone didn't know what to talk about. Some people didn't want to talk about it, and some people didn't want to talk about it anymore. After opening the last bottle of wine and pouring it for everyone, Jing Yuan spoke again: "I have revoked all your wanted orders. Except for Ren, you have another wanted order in the company. I don't care."

Dan Heng looked at Jing Yuan, and Jing Yuan said, "You can walk freely on Luofu. But the wanted order is just a piece of paper. It cannot change the thoughts of those who spy on you, hate you, and use you."

"Enough about the past." Jing Yuan raised his glass and said, "Just treat me as your old friend and listen to me talk for a while."

"Dan Heng." Jing Yuan turned the wine glass towards Dan Heng and said, "This glass is for you, your hometown and the distant places. May your journey no longer be long."

Dan Heng picked up the wine glass and said this not to Dan Feng, but to Dan Heng.

He therefore drank it all in one gulp without hesitation.

The second cup. Jing Yuan put the cup towards Ren and said, "Ren, this cup is for you, for freedom and death. May your soul no longer be homeless."

After a moment of silence, Ren picked up the wine glass and drank it down. After revealing the bottom of the glass, he slammed it heavily on the table.

third cup.

Jing Yuan held the wine glass in both hands, looked at Jing Liu, and said: "Master, this glass is for you, for the past and for the future. May your wish come true one day."

Jingliu could feel Jingyuan's emotions, behind his free and easy appearance, there was a feeling as heavy as a stone lion.

The fourth cup.

"Let's do it together. Cheers, Bai Heng. Cheers to our sunrise and moonlight." Jing Yuan stood up, and the others responded one by one. He said, "May she always be able to fly against the wind without looking back. Cheers."

After four glasses of wine, all the wine Jing Yuan brought was finished. He looked at the three people standing there.

That's enough. It's enough to have a drink together. There won't be a next time.

Sober people are the most ridiculous.

Jing Yuan let out a long sigh and said with a smile: "Now that we have finished the wine, let's stop here."

Having said this, he walked out of the Goethe Hotel without looking at anyone.

The night sky of Beloberg, it turns out to be like this. Jing Yuan looked up at the starry sky on the sky, he knew it was fake, because it was fake, the stars were so bright, the moon was so bright. He put his hands behind his back, continued walking along the street, looking at the night view of Beloberg, changing his mood.

Different buildings, different cultures, different people, is this the beauty of traveling? I really envy them, one by one, they can ignore everything and embark on their own journey.

He still had to go back, to look after Fu Xuan and Yan Qing, and to look after the future of Luofu. The story of the previous generation had ended today, and from now on, it would become a legend for the young people.

"Let's go back."

"Jingyuan."

Jing Yuan stopped and took a bottle of wine handed to him from behind, which was a strong liquor produced by Beloberg. He turned around and looked behind him.

Ren stood on the roof, holding a bottle of wine, snorted coldly, and said, "There are five people, and you are one of them."

Dan Heng and Ren were standing very far apart. He stood at the entrance of the alley, opened the bottle of wine, and said, "One less glass, General."

Jingliu stood in the middle of the road and said, "The fifth cup is for Jingyuan, the general and my dear friends."

"Ha." Jing Yuan looked at the three people standing very far apart, almost on different roads, laughed a few times, opened the bottle of wine, and said loudly: "If you commit crimes in Luofu again and get caught by me, I will not reduce your sentences."

The four of them raised their heads, facing the night sky, and silently drank the wine in their hands. Jing Yuan had just put down the bottle when he saw a smart trash can running over on the street, opening the lid and motioning for him to throw it in.

Are all the trash cans at Belloberg so high-end?

After Jing Yuan put the bottle in, he turned his back to the others and walked away in big strides, waving his hand and saying, "When I achieve success and fame, I will come back home and have another 30,000 drunken nights with me!"

The story of the Five Heroes of the Cloud has come to an end.

An unknown passenger on the train, a swordsman who attempted to kill gods, and a murderer among the star core hunters.

From then on, it’s each their own story.

Jing Liu looked at Jing Yuan's leaving back and felt a little touched. Although he called her a teacher, today, she learned something from him.

Jing Liu understood what the past was, that it was something that could never be retrieved. Even though Jing Yuan had said a lot today, she did not trigger any memories. But she recalled something more important.

In the past, she and them had been together countless times, drinking and chatting, singing songs, just like today. She remembered the feelings that disappeared, and also remembered the love, hate, and vengeance.

Most importantly, she vaguely remembered it.

Why do I want to kill God?

She wanted to end the curse of the immortal species, to end the fate of her friends, her disciples, and her best friends who had to kill their relatives and friends.

She knew what she had to do.

Jingliu turned around and, like Jingyuan, strode forward towards the future.

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"They all went out to drink."

Going back a little bit in time, when Alex sent a few people to the Goethe Hotel, Kafka had been waiting at the door. After everything was arranged, he looked at Kafka and said, "Shall we have something to eat too?"

Kafka smiled and flicked Alex's chin with her finger, whispering, "Eat you."

"Oh, then I won't be polite." Alex was not afraid of such teasing. He directly put his hands around her waist and said, "Who knows who will be eaten by then."

"That's a difficult question." Kafka looked thoughtful and said, "I like to take the initiative."

“I also like the initiative.”

"What should we do then?" Kafka pulled Alex's tie and brought him close to her face, saying with a raised corner of her mouth, "It looks like the fight will be intense. Don't admit defeat then."

Her lips stayed about 1 cm in front of Alex's mouth. She breathed lightly and teased him intentionally without kissing him. With a smile in her eyes, she looked at Alex provocatively.

"Don't be sneaky, Kafka."

Discharge in the physical sense.

"Don't you like it? I heard it would be more comfortable this way, with a nice numb feeling. But before that, how about eating?" Kafka let go of her hand and said with a smile, "I haven't cooked for a long time, I don't know if my cooking skills have deteriorated. But I want to cook for you."

"Okay." Alex also let go of his hand, rubbed his shoulders, and said, "I haven't cooked for a few years. I'll show you my skills."

"Then let's use cooking skills to decide. How about taking the initiative?"

"Good suggestion, let's go."

Chapter 109 Listen to me in the first half, listen to you in the second half

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta.

The sound of the kitchen knife hitting the chopping board rang out rapidly. Alex, wearing an apron, cut vegetables while glancing at Kafka who was cutting steak nearby, and said, "Are you making Western food?"

The two have now come to a private house in Beloberg. Many apartments were built in the main city to provide a home for the homeless. The Beloberg is a real housing, and after getting married, the one-bedroom apartment can be directly upgraded to a two-bedroom apartment, and it can be upgraded again if you have children. Beloberg's policy to encourage childbirth is not just a little subsidy, it is comprehensive.

Alex has his own house, but he never comes to live here. He still prefers to live with everyone in Klipperburg, but today, it might not be a good idea to go back, as he would be disturbed from time to time, so he decided to come here.

"Hmm." Kafka cut off all the excess fat on the side of the steak, glanced at Alex, and said, "Chinese food? It's somewhat similar to the food of Xianzhou."

"Oh, you know where I am. I didn't have that many seasonings in Beloberg before, so I never made it. There are a lot of seasonings here in Xianzhou, so I can try it." Alex remembered that Kafka had experienced his memory before, so she knew what she was going to do. He had lived so many lives, so he must know how to cook. Although he is not a great chef, he is also quite good. It's just that he is lazy. When he lived in Beloberg, there was a chef every day, so he didn't need to cook.

"Not only do I know what kind of food you like, I also know what kind of person you like." Kafka said lightly, "I didn't expect you to have so many tricks, Alex. I thought you were my innocent little boy."

Alex would still feel awkward if he said this to her face, after all, he has married many wives. Alex coughed lightly and said, "Every encounter is a new beginning. There is no need to mention the past."

"What a jerk's statement." Kafka glanced at Alex and said, "Do you expect me to cook for you naked with an apron on?"

"Nothing!"

"Even if it's me, I can't do such a thing." Kafka looked at Alex with a wicked smile and said, "Unless you leave me a pair of socks."

Isn't that even more astringent? What a bad woman. She only knows how to tease others. Alex was ready to fire and said, "If you lose, you have to be obedient."

"If you lose, you have to be tied up by me."

Alex considered Kafka's taste and cooked sweet dishes, such as shredded pork with fish flavor and kung pao chicken, while Kafka prepared a complete Western meal from appetizers to desserts, including aperitifs, red wine to go with beef, and even several kinds of wine. After they finished, they sat together, served each other dishes, and tasted each other's cooking.

"I didn't expect you to be a good cook." Kafka's dishes looked great. She was good at carving and plating, the kind of plating that could make the price several times higher - a piece of meat with some vegetables for color matching, and a sauce. Alex took a bite and it was really good, his favorite medium rare. If there was any flaw, it was because Beloberg didn't have good beef at the moment, and these were imported from Qianxing.

Kafka was also tasting Alex's cooking. After taking a bite of each dish, she nodded with a smile and said, "Not bad, it's the taste I like."

"How do we calculate the score?"

"How about calling it a draw?" Kafka blinked and said, "Listen to me in the first half and you in the second half."

Kafka came here today to experience the ordinary life of normal people, which was something she had never experienced before. Just like now, cooking together, eating together, and then cleaning together. After lunch, it was time to relax, turn on the TV in the room, watch the TV programs produced by Interstellar Peace Company, sit on the sofa, eat some fruit, snuggle together, and chat with each other.

Kafka also couldn't understand what "happiness" was. All she knew was the satisfaction of desire. But like now, gently touching Alex's hair, at least the possessive desire was satisfied.

It felt pretty good that she didn't have to be tied up, and someone wasn't afraid of her and would stay with her.

“Are the girls on TV pretty?”

"To be honest, it's pretty good." Alex is an honest man. The show is a cosmic reality show. It's a bit like Star Train, where several popular guests go on adventures on planets with relatively primitive productivity. In the episode being played now, the guests are preparing to overthrow the regime on this planet.

Regardless of whether it is a script or not, people do like to watch this kind of plot of a savior descending from the sky. The savior is also a beautiful girl. But it is also quite ironic that the fate of a planet can be filmed as a show.

"She is the most popular idol in the universe, Hoshino Ai." Seeing that Alex was staring at the TV intently, Kafka turned off the TV and said, "It's time to take a bath. Soak for a while. The hot water is ready."

"alright."

It was a really peaceful day, eating, watching TV, taking a shower and sleeping, but I don't hate this kind of life. Alex stretched and walked into the bathroom. When he was halfway through taking off his clothes, he suddenly found that his feet were tied with ropes.

He turned his head to look at the bathroom door, only to find Kafka unbuttoning her clothes with one hand and manipulating the thread with the other, smiling and saying, "No Alex, the first half has already begun."

(One chapter is omitted here)

When the simulated sunlight shone through the window, Alex leaned on the bed with his upper body naked and turned his head to look at the sunlight outside the window.

Before I knew it, it was already daybreak.

There was the sound of running water in the bathroom. Alex, who had nothing to do all night, yawned, raised his hand to get a mirror, and looked at his neck. Not to mention strawberry marks, there were even several bite marks left. He waved his hand, wrapped himself in a bath towel and left the bed. The moment he got up from the bed, the bed collapsed.

Alex scratched his head with a headache. It seemed that he had played too hard last night. It was not that Alex liked it more intensely, but Kafka felt more like that. To be honest, the intensity of this night was far beyond his imagination. But...

Not bad.

He walked towards the bathroom.

"Want to wash together? Seriously, Alex, what are you doing with your hands?"

"Let me help you wash it."

"Then I'll help you wash, too."

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"Morning, uncle. Hmm? Why are you wearing a scarf?"

"Matching fashion items is an art." Alex wrapped his scarf tightly and said to Seele, whose hair was messy, "Why are there only you and Bronya? Where are the others?"

"I heard that Ren was drunk. Senior Sister Jingliu has been meditating in her room. She can't be woken up." Xier yawned and said, "It seems that I have to practice on my own today."

"It doesn't matter." Alex checked the time and said, "A guest is coming. It's a good opportunity to have a fight with him."

"Who?" Bronya put on her training clothes and walked out while tying her hair. After she glanced at Alex, she blushed for no apparent reason.

I always feel that there is something wrong with my uncle's smell.

"Yes...oh, here he comes." After seeing the boy being brought in, Alex said, "He is your opponent today."

"Mr. Rand!"