Arknights, are you a good person?

"We have a full exploration plan!"

The ancestors said excitedly.

Qi Yuan nodded. He underestimated the seeds he had sown with his own hands. They grew at an astonishing speed. Curiosity was the source of everything.

He suddenly thought of something, but this piece of spring and autumn finally collapsed.

The illusory scenery flowed like water, merging with the world in the painting outside, and was quickly swallowed up and assimilated, creating a little ripple before dissipating into nothingness.

This is the result of a collision of powers, and the powers of the behemoths also vary in level.

The earth is shaking.

Qi Yuan and the ancestors suddenly felt empty from under their feet, and suddenly appeared in the world in the painting, falling downwards.

"Qi Yuan!"

In Yumen City, traces of ink immediately began to flow.

Xi's brush flashed, and in an instant, a high platform was drawn out of nothing under their feet to catch everyone.

"It's really lively."

Qi Yuan stepped on the edge of the platform, shook his head, and shouted loudly and proudly:

"I'm not dead."

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Qi Yuan held the Great Elder's broken arm, shook it up and down, and said very intimately:

"Even if all nine of your clans die, I won't die."

Silver Gray translated it.

"That's fine, that's fine."

The Great Elder was sweating profusely and kept agreeing. The sharp pain in his arm was no longer a big deal. It seemed that many people who communicated with him liked to hold the severed hand. Over time, the Great Elder actually felt okay.

I was just rolling on the ground in pain.

"what do you think?"

Qi Yuan let go of his hand, and the Great Elder couldn't help but lower his head when asked this.

After Qi Yuan loudly revealed his identity, the attack stopped. A tall figure with twelve crowns appeared on the top of the city wall. He was silent, as if he was thinking.

The result of his thinking was that he left everything to Qi Yuan, and then he disappeared, and even the pass fell into silence.

The world returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

But there are some things that can never be ignored.

Kjerag the Holy Mountain did not turn around, still with her back to her children.

The movable city still stood behind Qi Yuan. Although it was silent, no one could ignore it. They had to be careful at any time because a Terra lord who could compete with the behemoths might jump out of it.

These are invisible pressures.

But there was one thing that made the Great Elder very confused.

Why weren't these ancestors, who were wearing old clothes and had rough hair and teeth, afraid at all?

It can be imagined that under the protection of God, they must be living a safe life without any disasters. Why is there a gleam of curiosity in their pupils as they look at the world?

"Why aren't you afraid?"

"I'm asking you what you think, Great Elder." Qi Yuan stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in front of him. "Don't answer questions with questions. It's very rude. I will be unhappy if you are rude."

"I am not happy, and the consequences are serious."

Qi Yuan said calmly, interpreting the words arrogant and domineering to the fullest. If his next sentence was to send the saint over to warm his bed, no one would be surprised.

If it weren't for the shadow of death, this group of people would never learn their lesson.

"What should I do with them?"

Qi Yuan pulled the translator Yinhui over and talked to him as if no one was around: "Do you think Dean Manshu has remembered it?"

“Unforgettable.”

Silver Gray responded: "Everyone present will never forget this day."

The three major families and Manshu Monastery would have nightmares for days after returning. Their faith was trampled on and the impact was absolutely unprecedented.

"I'll discuss some business with you later, using both kindness and force."

"Ah."

Silver Gray nodded, turned around and said to the Great Elder: "Mr. Qi said he didn't know how to deal with it. Although the reasons are clear, you really wanted to sacrifice him at that time..."

The Great Elder looked ashen.

This means that we should find an excuse to kill Kjerag.

Only at this time did the Great Elder remember that he was not the one who blew up the train, but no one believed him.

The Great Elder was in tears.

It turns out that you can’t even have a single thought.

Once an idea comes up, Dayan will help realize every dream, from realization to the enemy at the gates, to blood flowing for thousands of miles, the whole process is done in one go, without even time to react.

"It turns out..."

"Great Elder, please don't talk nonsense at this critical moment." Yinhui reminded quickly.

Great Elder: "..."

There was no sound at all.

"What do you want?" He knew that whatever he said was meaningless. Everything depended on Qi Yuan and the real dragon behind Qi Yuan.

"Good question. You have finally learned the correct diplomatic posture."

Qi Yuan nodded, not knowing whether it was sarcasm or admiration. He concentrated on thinking for a while, and seemed to feel that he had no say in the matter, so he slowly walked into the majestic city called Yumen.

The city gates were immediately closed, preventing anyone from spying. All that could be seen was the frightening flash of swords and weapons passing by. The number was astonishing, and it was definitely not a bluff.

"How should we deal with the Kjerag people?" Yelagund asked curiously, "And what about Sister Ya and your child? This is a big problem and we must think about it carefully."

"I've been prepared."

Qi Yuan took out a piece of cloth from his sleeve. It was black with red and had a dragon pattern embroidered on it.

"You... are gay?"

"It's an imperial decree!"

590: I, the God of Destiny (Part 3)

"Last time in the palace, Qi Yuan and the real dragon fought with swords. For a moment, the sword energy was so strong that even the smell of pepper and star anise was diluted a lot. The palace was full of dangerous sword lights. Qi Yuan seized the opportunity and drew his sword in an instant, cutting off a section of the real dragon's sleeve. The real dragon didn't get angry, and smiled and gave the blank sleeve to Qi Yuan."

"This is the friendship of the Broken Sleeves."

"Oh oh oh!"

Xi explained to Yelagund, who nodded repeatedly without any doubt.

"Who did you learn it from?"

Qi Yuan grabbed her tail and dragged her to his side. Xi rubbed her fingers on the ground, and even the base of her tail was exerting force, but she was still restrained by Qi Yuan.

"Are you trying to attain enlightenment in Longchang by spreading rumors about a public official?"

"..."

As soon as he said this, Qi Yuan felt something was wrong. Putting a otaku in jail was not a punishment, but naked enjoyment.

"I'll call Nian when I get back." Qi Yuan changed his words.

"Well……"

Xi looked at Qi Yuan deeply, then lowered his head and admitted his mistake, feeling very awkward.

Perhaps it was only when Xi acted like a senior when talking to the younger generation that she was happiest. Thinking of this, Qi Yuan turned around and secretly told Yelagund not to treat Xi as an elder.

Xi's face suddenly became even uglier.

"What are you doing?"

Her response was to push and change the subject.

"I know. At that time, the real dragon said that this blank sleeve could be used as an imperial edict, and he even stamped it with a seal. You can write whatever you want. So what do you want to do?"

"Edict."

A word popped out of Qi Yuan's mouth.

Zhongyue's expression suddenly changed, as if he recalled a long-lost memory.

A long, long time ago, Dayan was not as vigilant about the newly emerged fragments of the Sui beast as it is today, and once appointed them as officials to better serve the people.

"So, you want to write an imperial decree to confer a title on Jairus?"

"Am I that stupid?" Qi Yuan retorted, and Xi looked puzzled.

"If you write it down and then read it out loud, this thing can only be used once. Of course, I just read it out loud, and then I put it back after reading it, so I can use it over and over again."

"..."

"..."

Yelagund raised his hand weakly: "Isn't this a bad idea?"

"I've used it this time. In the future, if I want an imperial edict with any content, I have to go back to Baizao to trouble him. Now I can just read it like this. I don't have to run, and His Majesty doesn't have to keep writing. It simplifies the work process and everyone is happy."

"Actually, I am just trying to help the real dragon."

Yelagund nodded.

That's correct.

Qi Yuan thought about how to speak in a domineering and appropriate way. He looked up at the snowy mountain and asked casually, "Yelagunde, why don't you turn around?"

"It's very troublesome to turn once. I have a child with me."

Yelagund looked up and nodded seriously: "Actually, I just realized that my back is also pretty good-looking, so I won't turn back, let's keep it like this."

"up to you."

Qi Yuan never bothers about such trivial matters, as long as the person involved is happy.

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Waiting is a suffocating thing.

In particular, a majestic pass stood in front of them, casting a shadow that enveloped everyone. It was extremely silent, but the suffocating feeling of oppression made everyone's hair stand on end.

No one likes this feeling.

During this time, SilverAsh ordered his own private special forces, the legendary Snow Mountain Ghosts, to maintain order and not allow any Kjerag residents to approach.

"..."

Everyone was silent, some were still holding out hope, while others were completely disheartened and waiting for the butcher's knife to fall.

"Can't you see? He's playing with us."

They tried to communicate with the ancestors who came out of the world of gods, but unfortunately they could not communicate in the same language. Some smart people could understand what they meant and guess the whole story, but they looked down on them.

"We should have broken all this earlier instead of staying under the shelter."

After the Spring and Autumn Period when they left Ya, our ancestors had no interest in communicating with them. A bird that wanted to fly into the sky would not even look at the dead leaves on the ground.

Some ancestors with extraordinary talents immediately began running, trying to touch the boundaries of the world.

The answer is, there are no boundaries.

This discovery was astonishing. They ran non-stop, feeling extremely happy. The more they ran, the more they wanted to run. They ran faster and faster, and soon they became a small dot in the field of vision.

In short, Qi Yuan had prepared his words, and when he came out of Yumen City, he discovered that one person was missing among his ancestors.

"As for it?"

Qi Yuan wiped the sweat off his forehead.