Xingtie, started with a guitar, and made a living by singing

So, how to deal with the idea of ​​nature relying on the sky.

She could convince herself not to fall into blind hatred, and she could use reason to restrain herself from taking more aggressive actions, but the emotions burning fiercely in her heart had to find an outlet.

Whether people say she is venting her anger or being incompetent, she has only lived for most of her life and can be considered a fox-person with her body half buried in the ground.

Whether or not she gets the position of helmsman, it will not shake her resolve, and she will never shirk the responsibilities she should bear afterwards.

As for the external impact, Yukong represents the attitude of Tianbosi and herself.

The general who had expressed his position in advance, and Fu Taibu who would later confirm the innocence of the train crew, would effectively eliminate the impact of this incident on the Immortal Boat.

Perhaps from an outsider's perspective, what she did was purely an irrational act done in anger without considering the gains and losses.

But she just needed to make such an unexpected move, otherwise she would lose the initiative step by step by following the enemy's arrangements.

Instead of chasing the clues left by the enemy and playing hide-and-seek on this huge fairy boat, it is better to directly lure them to show up.

There is a special term for this in military strategy: attack where the enemy must come to the rescue.

From the very beginning, she suspected that the train crew was colluding with the Star Core Hunters, which had already formed her initial impression of "not trusting" the Star Dome Train.

Now they are surrounding the inn with great fanfare and taking everyone away. As long as the Star Core Hunter is still paying attention to the developments of the Immortal Boat, he will not be able to sit still.

She had heard of the reputation of the Star Core Hunters, their leader, "Elliot," the slave of fate, who claimed to be able to foresee many possibilities of the future, but she had no idea what he was thinking about what was happening now.

But she knew clearly that the Star Core Hunters had gone through so much trouble to drag the Star Train into this muddy water, not just to let them sit back and watch a good show.

The so-called rescue of companions was a lie that had long been exposed. Once the arrangement of the Star Train was disrupted, even if there was only a slight possibility, they would inevitably make human intervention in order to make the result go in the direction they wanted.

This was an unavoidable conspiracy. It was also one of the methods Yukong could think of, using this incident as a lever to lure out the real murderer of Tingyun.

From the very beginning, she knew that the person who killed Tingyun could not be the Starry Sky Train, and the so-called train crew being the "greatest suspect" was just a false appearance based on the character she established at the beginning.

Someone has to be the bad guy, and it can't be any of the other Six Imperial Guards, it can only be Yukong from the Tianbo Division.

Doing so made it appear that she was so angry that she was determined to go her own way to the end for her friend's death, regardless of her boss's feelings.

Even though the Star Core Hunter knew that the train crew was innocent, he still needed to stand up and stop her from behaving recklessly, otherwise who knows what Yukong would do next?

As for the Star Core Hunter, does Elio dare to bet that the worst-case scenario won't happen? Does he dare to bet that the Star Train won't harbor resentment and just walk away?

Of course, none of these flying skills can be predicted, but for her, the worst outcome is acceptable, while for the other party, it may not be the case. It depends on who is braver.

If I had to say who should be blamed for this incident, it would actually be the train crew, but there was nothing I could do—

The time was too short, and Yukong was not a strategist who could plan everything out, so she could only think of these things, as for the arrangements for the general and the fortune teller.

She can't see that step yet, nor does she need to see that step.

As long as she can catch the murderer, destroy the Star Core Hunter's conspiracy, and then let Tingyun take charge of Qingqiu, she has nothing else to ask for.

Of course, she would definitely apologize to the train crew afterwards, but she had other plans in this regard, so there was no need to rush.

With this thought in mind, Yukong led a few people on board the Star Raft, and the route was chosen to be Changletian.

Since she boarded the Star Ship, she has been staring at the navigation map all the time, as if she couldn't wait to go straight to Taibusi.

This made San Yue Qi even more speechless about her attitude, and Xing seemed to be thinking about something. The passenger capacity of a star ship was only this large.

There were four pioneers, and with Yukong's five, the ship was practically full. But according to the other party, if they didn't trust them, they should have been transported in batches, and there should have been guards on board.

But she didn't even put any restraints on them, just asked them to get on the Star Raft, and then she turned around and drove the Star Raft away.

Not only was he not afraid of them getting angry, he even said that drinks in the built-in freezer could be taken freely. This doesn't look like they were transporting a suspect at all, does it?

Walter naturally noticed these details, and when he pushed his glasses, his eyes flashed with wisdom.

The boldness of this Sky Pilot was indeed beyond his imagination, and it seemed that the development of events would not be so simple.

As for Wendy...

He had been drinking the Five Grains Jade Liquor in big gulps since just now and was already drunk. It seemed that he had a great preference for this kind of wine with a strong and sweet taste.

"Hey, Uncle Yang, have a drink too. We haven't had a good drink yet~"

"I...I'll forget it. I'll have a drink with you when we get back to the train—"

It's not that Walter can't drink alcohol, he just doesn't like it. As a person working in the animation industry, he prefers coffee to alcohol.

Of course, the tea Ji Zi brewed was an exception. Even he couldn't enjoy the taste of it.

However, while the two were chatting, Yukong whispered something.

"coming."

Immediately afterwards, the Star Ship also deviated from the established route, directly separated from the transport team, and headed straight for the Star Port.

The vibrating carriage caught March Seven off guard, who had originally let down his guard. Most of the juice in his hand spilled out and flowed directly down his neck, and his white clothes were stained by the juice.

"Ahh!? What bad luck! What bad luck!"

She screamed miserably and wiped it quickly with a tissue.

Xing handed the box to her and glanced at Wendy. This drunkard was already drunk, so it was a good thing that he didn't cause more trouble.

As for Uncle Yang, he turned his face away considerately and asked Yukong what happened.

Only then did Yukong reveal his usual demeanor, saying calmly, "The Star Core Hunter has changed our course. Her target is Star Harbor. It seems her abilities aren't that great."

"Did you expect this?"

"Not really. But if they want to do something, now is the best time—"

Yukong shook his head and did not continue to pretend in front of others. Instead, he spoke as sincerely as possible.

"I'm sorry for using you as bait."

"That's not necessarily the case. The train crew has experienced many challenging beginnings in its pioneering journeys."

Walter pushed his glasses, but did not forgive him on behalf of everyone else. It was too early to say that.

He simply asked calmly, "So, what does Yukong Siduo plan to do next?"

"I will personally apprehend Kafka. As for you all... the Star Raft arriving as support is available for you to board. The Skyship Division will also issue a public announcement later to disprove this incident and disprove it has nothing to do with the Star Train."

Of course, Yukong understood the hidden meaning in the other party's words. As long as they asked for help, the Starry Sky Train would not mind helping.

But she is not yet so shameless as to drag others into this matter or even indirectly promote misunderstandings. What she did is already bad enough.

Seeking help from the other party at this moment will make her feel even more despicable.

Besides, she just retired. Maybe it was really difficult for her to pull the bowstring to fight the enemy before, but for Tingyun and for the fairy boat.

She wouldn't mind taking up arms again before driving out these enemies who had invaded Luofu.

After all, she was never one to be content with being a civilian doing paperwork. Long before the Star Core Hunters took action, she had been galloping across the starry sea as an ace pilot. To say that such people would be afraid to go to the front lines was simply because they had a hurdle in their hearts that they couldn't get over.

When these wandering ghosts from the battlefields of the past return here, there are only two outcomes: either take back all life, or forget all death.

Yukong didn't intend to die. She still had that clumsy daughter to take care of and many things to do.

She would never die here before the arrow that covered the sky and was like a meteor arrived.

During this conversation, the Star Chariot landed steadily.

She didn't even glance at the sweaty silver wolf head that kept popping up on the star map after it was hacked. She took out her bow and walked towards the designated battlefield step by step.

In those eyes burning with cold fire, the enemy's figure was reflected.

Kafka still had that calm smile on her face, and she didn't seem to be annoyed at all because the scripts didn't go as planned.

At this moment, she felt more indifferent, just like the calm and rational feeling when playing the violin. She was neither sad nor happy, neither lazy nor hurried, just speaking softly, like a friend greeting.

"Huh? You're here. Not a minute late, not a second late, just right."

Chapter 11: Battle with Kafka!

Yukong did not respond to Kafka's words, but just glanced at Walter who was following him. He represented the Starry Sky Train.

Therefore, even if she was eager to start fighting at the next second, she had to consider the face of this potential ally, otherwise it would be too unruly.

Kafka, however, kept smiling when she saw Walter.

"Welcome. Walter, right? How are the kids?"

It really didn't look like enemies meeting on the battlefield, but more like old friends meeting after a long time.

"Thank you for your concern. Xiao Sanyue and the others are all doing well. Of course, if you can give up your resistance and honestly accept Xianzhou's investigation, I wouldn't mind bringing them to visit you again."

Walter only felt fear and vigilance towards the Star Core Hunters. These "madmen" who were chasing the most dangerous things in the universe always gave him a bad feeling.

Not to mention the distant Black Tower Space attack, the current chaos in the Immortal Boat is also largely inseparable from the Star Core Hunters.

Not to mention how the star core got on the fairy boat and what the star core hunter is trying to do. These are all secrets that go straight to the core of the incident.

He even felt that there were many strange things about the death of Miss Tingyun. Although it would be convenient to directly blame it on the Star Core Hunter, it would also make him further away from the truth.

Although the Star Core Hunters' philosophy of action is unacceptable, they are not fools after all and will not do such stupid things that will bring trouble to themselves.

"..."

Kafka showed a slightly amused look at Walter's behavior of drawing a line, and her smile was as sweet and decadent as a poppy.

Even Yukong had to admit that this woman seemed to possess some kind of magic that could firmly attract the audience's attention, just like a performer on stage.

However, that had nothing to do with her. Although Yukong also knew a little about the art of music, that was a long time ago.

She was not in the mood to dwell on the past. She came here for only one thing.

"Have you two finished your conversation?"

Her expression was indifferent, and her fingertips were already quietly resting on the strings.

"Hmm? I thought you were going to ask about the ferryman lady—"

Clang—the sound of the bowstring trembled, leaving a faint blue trail in the air.

A star arrow passed by Kafka's profile in the blink of an eye, but did not hit her. It only lifted up a few strands of her purple hair and then fell into the air.

Kafka kept her head slightly tilted, her eyes unfocused, as if she hadn't reacted, but also as if she had already expected it.

Yukong was not surprised by the missed arrow, and his tone was still as cold as if it could freeze a person to death.

"Once I arrest you and take you back, the Taibusi will naturally have plenty of ways to make you confess the truth."

This made Kafka's smile even more charming and a little more dangerous.

"That won't do. I hate doing things at other people's pace."

She raised her hands from under her coat, and the fingertips of her spider-patterned leather gloves had several pull rings that shimmered with light.

At the location where Walter and Yukong were standing, a string of black and purple spider grenades rolled over at some point.

Kafka opened her lips slightly, which were covered with cherry-colored lip gloss.

Then, the explosion gave it voice.

Bang-!

The smoke from the explosion quickly enveloped the area, but several arrows pierced through the smoke at particularly tricky angles, forcing Kafka to swing her sword, either to cut them off or to deflect them.

Those unfocused eyes stared at the direction from which the arrow was shot, but - it was too late!

The fox man's helmsman's speed was beyond the limits of ordinary human vision, and all that could be captured by the naked eye were afterimages.

That agile and nimble figure was like a phantom on the battlefield, and the rain of arrows like a torrential rain was overwhelming.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

The arrow, composed entirely of energy particles, shot out from the bow that was as beautiful as a kite. Its power was enough to easily penetrate fine-forged steel. If a human body was hit, the end would probably be no better than a rag doll.

This woman means business.

Even though she has been in a high position for more than a decade, her warrior side has not dulled. Instead, it is like a preheated Star Chariot body.

Each arrow was more precise and dangerous. Even the curved arrows that the pioneers had experienced on Snail III, which only the elite forest people could master, were displayed here in an extremely common way.

Even the most discerning forest elders would not be able to find any fault with such superb archery skills.

The skill of flying has reached the limit of human power here.

However, if Kafka could be dealt with so easily, it would make people even more wary.

That means the other party's means of achieving their goals are no longer limited to personal force.

She dodged the first two arrows with ease, but when it came to the third and fourth arrows, Kafka felt a strong sense of stagnation, and her body was suppressed by the sudden black and red gravity field.