At that time, the sword was only 0.01 centimeters away from his forehead.
But Huai Shi knew that in the next second, the sword would hit nothing.
Because without thinking, he rolled and slid on the ground, instantly retreating a distance of more than a dozen steps … When he looked back, he sighed, "Do you Americans always greet each other in such a ridiculous way?"
"Yes."
Liz dragged the stone sword and moved forward. The dark red stone pieces rubbed against the ground, bursting into dazzling sparks. "This is a welcome ceremony specially prepared for you, Huai Shi."
"Wow, that's such an honor."
Huai Shi was so moved that he couldn't help but clap his hands, "I thought Americans greet people with cannons … Little Liz, are you so gentle?"
"…"
Liz's movements paused for a moment, and the coldness above her eyes burst out like a cold wave!
Just like when she beat up her cheap uncle, she gritted her teeth and could no longer restrain her anger.
In an instant, she broke through the air.
"Don't —"
"Call me —"
"— Little Liz!!!"
It was difficult to tell which of the three slashes came first or at the same time.
The iron light crisscrossed. Huai Shi wanted to dodge and retreat, but when he looked back, he found that after the iron light in front of him left the sword blade, it formed a solid outline. It was as agile as a living thing and flew towards Huai Shi on its own.
It even cooperated with Liz's sword blade to block all escape routes for Huai Shi, forcing him to face it head-on.
He had no choice but to pull out the Sword of Virtue.
Block.
Sparks flew.
Huai Shi was stunned, "Wow, are you serious?"
"What makes you think that after you sold me a bunch of junk, I should greet you with a smile, Huai Shi?"
Liz took a step forward and resisted Huai Shi's power. She looked down and said, "If you ask me, using a stone sword instead of a divine mark to greet you is already the best way to restrain yourself!"
"Cough, cough, everything can be discussed."
Huai Shi blinked innocently. "Well, everyone knows that goods are naturally divided into different specifications.
If you're not satisfied with the basic model, you can always pay for the upgraded version. At most, I'll give you a year's worth of furnace repair service for free, okay? By the way, if you join the free upgrade program now, you can exchange the old model for the next generation of foundry for a little bit of money … Don't you Americans like this? "
Speaking of that, he was no longer sleepy. He excitedly introduced, "Thanks to your sales strategy, we are now developing a cloud foundry center. Customers can submit their foundry blueprints to the large server that has just been built on the Dark Net for optimization and storage. Furthermore, they can also join our sharing plan. They can connect their foundry to the cloud, and all the foundry in the world will be divided into a part of the matrix to deal with the problem of large-scale border relics, benefiting the world!
Oh, and if you join now, you can even get virtual coins that are priceless by participating in the forging process … "
After hearing that, Liz could not help but laugh. "Do I look like a fool who would pay for your work for free?"
"You have to pay enough money first. I admit that I earned a little, but I can't be a mistress. Look at how generous the Eastern Xia Kingdom is. How can you monopolize it?" "That's right," Zhang Wuji said.
Huai Shi retorted. "Besides, everyone is for me, and I am for everyone. ONE FOR ALL! How can you call me a fool! "
"Then I'll ask you to make a sacrifice first!"
Liz sneered. In the stone sword, the phantom of the Jaguar roared silently, bursting out a high-pitched sword cry.
"With your broken body, I offer it to the gods!"
The earth cracked, and endless blood spurted out from the cracks, falling down into the bottomless abyss below like a waterfall.
This place had become a cruel altar in front of the gods. Now, holding the stone sword, the high priestess raised her eyes and looked at the sacrifice in front of her.
There was nowhere to hide, and no way to escape.
"This time, I won't let you escape, bastard." She whispered coldly. "No matter what tricks you use, it won't work."
It was an obsession that had lasted since they met in the Village of Dusk.
Hidden under their alliance, hidden under each other's understanding and recognition, was a determination that was deeper and even greater than that!
"Today, between you and me, we must decide who is better!"
"Well, is it too late for me to surrender now?"
Huai Shi raised his hands subconsciously and begged without hesitation. "As long as you don't hit my face, you can have anything you want.
You can even post an apology on Weibo. I'll write you three thousand words, okay? It's not like we can't discuss the number of words … "
"That kind of thing can wait until I offer your mouth to the Corn God." Liz stepped forward indifferently. "Don't worry, I'll let you live.
Or, if you beat me, won't the problem be solved too? "
"Seriously, why are you being so calculative with a music teacher?"
Huai Shi scratched his head helplessly and sighed. "Thinking back, I was beaten up by you every time. Last time in the Village of Dusk, didn't you also make a hole in me? Is winning or losing that important? Friendship comes first, competition comes second. Besides, we even danced! "
Before he finished speaking, he felt that he had poked a hole in the ground.
No, it should be said that he had picked up the pot that should not have been picked up …
Once again, Liz recalled the humiliating memories of being teased again and again, and her face became more and more ugly.
"Think about it carefully, don't let me live." She squeezed the words out from between her teeth. "A bastard like you should just die!"
The spirit of Left Hummingbird rose from the endless blood and looked down at everything on the blood-stained altar with a hideous smile, waiting for the sacrifice to be made.
"Ah, this …"
Huai Shi was stunned.
He did not mind moving his body occasionally. Besides, who would not like to fight with a girl?
However, he had just advanced not long ago, and he did not have time to get used to Yun Zhongjun's strength. If he was not careful … Wouldn't it be a major disaster?
Or, should he just grit his teeth and let her beat him up?
Anyway, she would not kill him, right?
But what if he was really beaten to death?
How could he not tell that Liz had probably advanced a long time ago, and was trying her best to get back at him?
Just as his mind was wandering, Liz, who was getting more and more gloomy, could no longer tolerate the frivolity and arrogance of her opponent.
The stone sword slashed down again, and when it slashed down from the air, it made a high-pitched sound as if it was rubbing against steel.
Under the crack, the color of blood swirled and rose to the gloomy ceiling. The sharp blade was already inches away from Huai Shi's eyes.
In the end, it stopped abruptly in front of two thick fingers.
"Phew, that was close."
The old man who came late sighed softly. "We almost had a diplomatic accident."
The palm, which was as rough as tree bark, was full of wrinkles left by time. The skeleton, which should have shrunk after the flesh and blood died, had become terrifyingly huge.
Just that hand alone was enough to cover Huai Shi's head and crush his dog's head.
But now, it was blocking his way.
Between the two of them, a thin and stooped figure suddenly appeared, holding a curved iron staff in his hand. His broad bones supported his body, like an old mountain range.
The stone sword stopped abruptly.
When the old man's left hand knocked on the iron staff, the crisp sound made the blood and the crack on the ground disappear without a trace.
"How disappointing, Liz!"
The old man with the feathered crown looked at his junior and couldn't help but shake his head and scold, "I thought you sneaked out because you've finally grown up and wanted to find someone to confess to. But in the end, you're fighting … You're representing the American lineage, representing the inheritance of noble blood. Look, is this appropriate? Is this reasonable? "
The helplessness of being exasperated at his failure to live up to his expectations was simply overflowing with words.
After a brief moment of astonishment, Liz could not help but squint at him.
There was no respect.
She suddenly asked.
"How much did you bet with him?"
"Of course, I bet all in! What's the point of a small fight? How could our Liz fight … "
The old man proudly raised his head and answered without hesitation. After noticing Liz's strange expression, he suddenly coughed twice. "Ahem, it doesn't matter how much you bet. What's important is that I think highly of you!"
"Then I'll have to thank you."
As if she had long been accustomed to the unreliability of her family's elders, Liz did not even have the interest to be angry. She just pulled out the stone sword from his hand.
At this point, even if she wanted to hurry up and fight with Huai Shi, with this old man here, she was afraid that she could not fight anymore.
After leaving an angry look that said 'be careful next time', she did not talk nonsense and turned to leave.
And the old man finally turned his head back with a smile.
Because his old and stooped body was so huge, even if he was half-bent, his huge shadow still covered Huai Shi's face, bringing a mountain-like pressure.
Huai Shi suppressed the urge to suck in a breath of cold air and squeezed out a smile.
"That … How are you, old man?"
It would be fine if he did not realize it at the beginning, but if he still could not recognize it now, he did not want to live anymore!
The crowned person of the American lineage was now an important assistant of the feathered serpent and the inner elder of the American lineage — the world's giant, Teralte Kutley!
"How is it, kid? You heard what I said just now, right? "
Teralte's old face suddenly grinned. He moved closer and revealed an expectant expression. "Kid, there are very few people in the whole realm with conditions like our Liz. Do you want to consider it?"
"Uh …"
Huai Shi's expression twitched. He subconsciously leaned back and wanted to remind Teralte, 'The one you are talking about is not far away.'
There was only a roar that broke through the air.
A stone toothed sword flew over from the distant darkness and mercilessly slashed the old man's head. Sparks flew and almost fell on Huai Shi's face.
Teralte reached out his hand indifferently and pulled out the stone toothed sword that was wedged into the feathered crown. He glanced at him with a smile and turned back to encourage him before leaving.
"Think about it carefully. I have high hopes for you."
Pa!
The second spear engraved with tiger stripes pierced his old face. After a spark jumped, he casually caught it in his hand.
"Why do young people nowadays like to fight so easily? Love and peace are the true meaning."
Just like that, he sighed and knocked the iron staff down.
Just like that, the old man disappeared on the spot without any warning.
Only Huai Shi was left alone in the empty and strange hall. When he looked around, he saw nut shells, melon seed skins, and popcorn shards all over the floor …
His eyes could not help but twitch wildly.
How many people were watching the live broadcast here just now?!
Just as he was scratching his head, he heard a familiar voice behind him.
"It's time to go, Huai Shi."
When Huai Shi turned around, he saw the man standing there. His expression seemed to be eternally serious. His tie and cuffs were meticulous, and there was not a single wrinkle on his grayish-black robe. The lines were so smooth that it moved one to tears.
The Ivory Tower was always reliable, the pillar of Celestial genealogy, the last conscience of Utopia …
"Vice Principal?"
Huai Shi was stunned. "When did you arrive?"
"… Just now."
Isaac was silent for a few seconds, and his gaze drifted a little.
You were definitely here from the beginning!
"Let's not talk about these unimportant things. Follow me." Isaac took the initiative to walk in front, making Huai Shi's heart turn cold. He's actually changing the topic!
However, after this incident, there was nothing much to say.
It was all an old score he had left behind in the past.
How could he blame him for blocking the door?
He followed behind the Vice Principal and stepped into a door that suddenly opened. However, behind the door was a narrow walkway, and beyond it was a cliff that was ten thousand feet high.
In the deep darkness in the distance, there seemed to be a low roar. Countless huge modules descended or rose under the pull of chains and mechanisms, stirring up a cold wind.
After passing through another door, they seemed to have come to a lawn under the sun.
However, the sun seemed to have no temperature, and the scenery in the distance was too fleeting.
It was like a bubble.
"Where are we?" Huai Shi asked.
"The Continuation Institute."
Isaac looked back at him and added, "It's not the peripheral institution you've been to, but the real headquarters of the Continuation Institute."
He pushed open the door and walked into the spacious hall.
It was like an afternoon tea party. Under the lazy and illusory sunlight, two ladies at a low table were talking about something.
Sensing that they had walked in, they looked over at the same time.
The one in front was about middle-aged. Her skin was slightly tanned, and there was a little red makeup on her forehead. There was no sign of gentleness and gentleness in her demeanor, but her pair of golden eyes made people feel a sense of desolation and uneasiness. In her arms, she was holding a little monkey that was eating peanuts. It was raising its paw, trying to pull its master's golden hair ornament.
"Don't be rude." Isaac reminded in a low voice, "That's Nanyin's mother of India's destruction lineage. In her arms is the Living Miracle, Hanuman."
"Don't say it like I'm a grumpy old lady, Isaac." Nanyin's mother shook her head slightly. She glanced at Huai Shi and nodded as if she was praising him.
Beside her, the old lady who didn't hide her age couldn't help but laugh.
"It's rare to see you so reserved, Huai Shi."
The old man with short silver hair asked jokingly, "What's wrong? You don't even greet me when you see me?"
When Huai Shi finally looked over, he didn't dare to speak. He no longer cared about the demeanor of a navigator and the bearing of the Disaster Sword. He quickly lowered his head and saluted respectfully.
Emperor Qing!
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