Night's Nomenclature Chapter 508

Published at 19th of July 2023 12:43:37 PM

Takeda looked at the vehicle with a blue face. As his subordinates said, none of their cars were spared, and all of them had flat tires.

He suddenly felt that magic began tonight, and the people to be pursued reappeared in front of him, but he didn't do anything else after the other party came, and even punctured all their tires.

Therefore, the big one and the small two first pricked the tire, and then appeared in front of them in an indifferent manner.

Takeda Yingfu was about to laugh angrily. He could imagine that the two people secretly pricked the tire and were afraid that the tire sound was too loud.

As a result, just these two people almost scared him!

"Change the tire," hideous Takeda said.

A subordinate whispered, "director, a car has only one spare tire, but four tires of each car have been punctured, and the spare tire is not enough."

Takeda Yingfu slapped his subordinates in the back hand and turned them like a top in the snow: "can't you take four spare tires to make a car? Send a vanguard to chase him first, and the others will follow me!"

The subordinates finally stood up and quickly bowed with Venus in their eyes: "understand!"

A group of people quickly changed the tires, and more than a dozen cars chased out.

This is the snow season. If teenagers still run for their lives by mountain bike, they will not be able to run on the road.

If the young car escapes into the snow mountain, footprints will be left on the snow.

Takeda knew that the boy could not run away from Shinji of the temple.

The only doubt is that he still can't judge the strength of the youth, so let his subordinates catch up and try first.

The best thing is to catch it directly, and the credit is still his. If you don't catch it and encounter resistance, the more than ten cars in front are enough to drag the youth and consume the youth's combat effectiveness.

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At this time, zhenjiheng of the small temple was sitting on the beam of the mountain bike. The oncoming wind blew, but she didn't feel cold.

"Are you afraid?" Qingchen asked.

Just now, the little girl followed him to puncture the tire and watched him quietly erase more than a dozen members of the mysterious business department.

It was a real fight. Qingchen showed the cruelest side of the world to the little girl.

Shinji did not close his eyes as promised.

She whispered, "afraid."

Qingchen smiled: "fear is normal, I often fear. But fear doesn't matter. What matters is that you have to learn to face it. What do hard-working people take to face the world? We have no money, no car and no good life born with gold. If mud legs want to have a foothold in this world, they have to have enough courage."

In fact, Qingchen found a problem tonight. Although the little girl was afraid, she never dodged.

She may be in trouble, she may be young, but she doesn't lack courage.

The wind and snow in the mountain fell on them. Although Shengong temple Zhenji still didn't understand, what kind of road Qingchen wanted to take her and give her a life.

But none of this matters. Her life has changed.

The little girl whispered, "Ernie sauce, in the past, tourists always said that it was like a paradise in fairy tales when they came to Baichuan Township, but I always thought that fairy tales were false. If there were fairy tales, how could no one save me?"

At this time, the vehicles behind have gradually caught up, and the dazzling high beam is like a stabbing knife in the dark.

Shengong temple Zhenji grabbed the car nervously: "haven't they punctured their tires? Why are they still catching up? Run."

Qingchen was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "they put the spare tire together. Don't worry, it's in my expectation and can disperse their forces. Don't run this time, otherwise you will think that the road I'm going to take you is' running '."

"Ah?" Shengong temple Zhenji obviously didn't understand Qingchen's bad joke. She didn't even realize what Qingchen was going to do.

Qingchen stopped the mountain bike, stood between the mountain roads and said, "here it is. The road has just frozen and the sweeper hasn't had time to sweep the snow. Stay away. Now let's see what a knight is."

Shengong temple Zhenji was stunned. She just felt that her brother's momentum had suddenly changed, right in the center of the wind and snow.

At the next moment, wait until the vehicle gradually approaches.

But Qingchen reached into the night sky and flicked his fingers.

The slender fingers touched a crystal snowflake in the air, and the liquid Knight roared out of his fingertips.

The fragile snowflake was held by the knight's true Qi. Instead of breaking in a flick of his fingers, a new snow front grew.

With a bang, the small snowflake turned like a knife, and it broke through the window of the first off-road vehicle tens of meters away.

When the snowflake flew out, it drove the strong wind. In the high beam, the little girl only felt that a small snowflake seemed to affect the wind and snow all over the sky.

Draw a white line in the air as if the air were cut.

Pierced the driver's eyebrows.

She suddenly thought that if there were gods in the world, it must be the brother who killed with snowflakes between his fingers.

After the driver died, his body involuntarily drove the steering wheel. The huge off-road vehicle turned out on the side of the road and crashed towards Qingchen.

However, Qingchen's face did not change. He just stood calmly, flicking his fingers again and again, and lightly ejecting snowflakes one after another.

Make a whistling sound in the night.

The windows of one car after another were smashed.

This is a new usage of Knight Qi found by Qingchen on the ridge.

He has been thinking about a question. The change of Knight's true Qi from gas to liquid must represent the improvement of quality. Does the tenacity and sharpness of autumn leaf blade improve?

Until he accidentally flicked away a snowflake.

At that moment, Qingchen found that the snow was not broken by his fingers, but was blown by the knight's true Qi, just like ATS-34 high carbon steel.

The knight's true Qi spewed out from inside to outside, as if the barrel hammer had hit a bullet, and the power burst out in an instant.

There was a time in the past when Qingchen felt that the knight was really angry.

If the three foot fist gang or autumn leaf knife were very useful when the knight ancestors started the organization, but under the modern scientific and technological environment, the power of hot weapons and firearms is enough to kill most enemies, so the use method of autumn leaf knife will change from "lethal weapons" to "functional weapons".

The throwing distance of the autumn leaf blade is very close, and it is also limited by the "material". Sometimes the autumn leaf blade hits people. Maybe the other party has nothing to do, but the leaves are broken.

Therefore, when he kills the enemy, he still relies more on "persuading people with virtue", because "persuading people with virtue" is far more lethal than Qiuye Dao.

Only when assassinating, will you fill the knight's true Qi with your own or someone else's hair.

He has both super long-range and short-range ways to kill the enemy, but he still lacks a more efficient way to kill the enemy at medium and long distances. Now he has it.

Not enough.

Not enough.

Qingchen knows that even so, the autumn leaf knife can't replace the automatic rifle.

But he felt that the function of liquid Knight Qi was far more than now.

The knight's true Qi surging in his body like the tide has not stopped, has not reached the end, has not reached the other shore.

Only by taking the last step tonight and completing the next life and death pass, can Qingchen know what the complete form of this liquid true Qi is.

At this time, all the drivers in more than a dozen off-road vehicles had died, and the members of the mysterious business department didn't even understand what had happened.

They didn't find a bullet hole in the driver's forehead. They could only see a small blood mark like a cinnabar mole.

Before they could take a closer look, the rolling car body hit them.

After rolling over on the slippery ice and snow road, the vehicle kept sliding and came to Qingchen.

Shengong temple Zhenji just wanted to say be careful, but he saw that the vehicle passed Qingchen by a millimetre.

Qingchen didn't move.

The boy stood in the high beam of the rollover vehicle in the distance. The wind and snow were shaking in the beam. The boy was brilliant and brilliant.

The little girl didn't realize until this time that this was the life Qingchen wanted to give her.

This is her future life!

This is the farthest of all the shortcuts in the world!

"Don't move," Qingchen smiled at the little girl.

With that, he went to the vehicles.

The next moment, the golden arc burst out in the palm. Before the people in the car got out, they were suffocated in the vehicle by the thunder controlled by the teenager.

At this time, Zhenji of Shengong temple only felt that this brother could do anything.

If this is not a God, what does the God look like?

Tonight, those who fought with Qingchen can't get out of the snow mountain alive. He has other plans to do.

Qingchen solved everyone in more than a dozen cars, walked slowly to the little girl by the road and asked softly, "are you afraid of me?"

He stretched out the palm of his right hand. The wound on his arm had just burst again, and the blood flowed down his sleeve to his hand. It looked particularly ferocious.

The little girl grabbed Qingchen's palm and felt the temperature in her palm: "don't be afraid."

The little girl continued, "my brother is a kind man. He put himself in danger for the villagers, just as he saved me. Today I learned that my brother can laugh."

"Let's go up the mountain," Qingchen said, holding Shengong temple Zhenji in one hand and carrying the mountain bike in the other hand, one foot deep and one foot shallow towards aosui Gaoyue.

It was dawn, and they just had to go to the brightest part of the sky.

The little girl asked, "will I ride a mountain bike on the ridge in the future?"

"Of course," Qingchen nodded, "you have to climb hundreds of meters of cliffs with your bare hands and jump down from the snow mountain... Are you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid," said the little girl. "I'll go the way you've gone."

"I'm afraid not," Qingchen laughed. He was a time walker, but the little girl was not.

She may be the first person in the world who can break the rules without crossing.

It was recorded in the history of the consortium that Ren He was the first person in the world to break the binding rules. Then Ren Xiaosu was born, and the extraordinary process of the whole world was accelerated.

Before Ren He, there was no transcendent in the world. Everything started from the moment when Ren He opened the gene lock.

Qingchen is thinking, will the world be like this?

He had a hunch that maybe some people in the world could wake up even if they didn't become time walkers.

If the little girl is really not a beta player, that's enough to explain the problem.

The rules of the world are loosening.

Qingchen is not sure whether this is a good thing or a bad thing, but it belongs to the vast era of the world, which may come.

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Climbing the snow mountain is much more difficult than walking on the flat ground. Every time, the little girl must use her whole body to climb for a long time.

In the past, Qingchen would wait and let her climb hard. No matter how hard and tired she was, she didn't help.

Today, Qingchen didn't do so. He let Shinji of Shengong Temple fall on his back, and then went on with his mountain bike.

By the time they reached the mountainside, they had heard someone shouting at the foot of the mountain. It should be that Takeda Yingfu had arrived.

Qingchen didn't look back.

The little girl whispered, "brother, are you hurt a lot?"

In fact, even the little girl found that Qingchen's state was not very good.

These days, Qingchen practices like torturing himself, so that the wounds brought back from the inner world have not been completely healed.

Qingchen smiled: "it doesn't matter."

"Brother, I always feel that you are blaming yourself..." the little girl whispered.

"Why?" Qingchen was stunned.

The little girl said, "it's like punishing yourself to eat bad food, train again and again, fall off the cliff and climb up again."

Qingchen was silent for a long time. He didn't expect that Zhenji of Shengong temple was so small that he could see many things he didn't say.

Slowly, he climbed to the top of the mountain and Qingchen sat heavily on the rocks, Looking at the white sky in the distance, he said calmly, "I really blame myself and want to punish myself. In the past period of time, I have gone through a detour. The consequence is that I have suffered hardships and others have died for me. I often wonder whether many people's fate will be rewritten if I haven't been lost."

"At that time, I always comforted myself that as long as the people in the day were all right, what if other people died more. But later I found that I was wrong. I was neither a bad person nor a good person, but the mistake was that I didn't think I was a good person, and the bad was not thorough enough... It's really frustrating."

"So when I was in the pigsty, I built stone walls again and again, tortured myself, and tried to give others some hope. I wanted to try to take them out of the dilemma together. In fact, until that moment, I was still ridiculously blind and confident. I happily watched those people's look from numbness to vividness, until finally someone said to me... It doesn't matter, success doesn't have to be in me."

"At that moment, I was thinking, in fact, I was not redeeming them, but they were redeeming me."

"I was finally redeemed."

As he spoke, blood seeped from the wound and finally flowed into the snow, dyeing the white snow red.

Shinji sat down next to him: "now?"

"Now?" Qingchen smiled and stood up: "I'm back."

Talking room.

The snow stopped.

The clouds dispersed.

The rising sun shines golden ripples through the atmosphere, just like on the cliffs of green mountains that day.

Qingchen took two steps forward and looked at Takeda Yingfu and others who had gradually climbed up the hillside. More than 300 people were armed. They came in pursuit of their footprints.

Qingchen will be in range soon.

The ridge is steep. If you carry out reverse breathing this time, life and death will be handed over to fate.

The little girl begged, "brother, you're bleeding. Why don't you give up today."

Qingchen turned back and smiled and asked Zhenji of Shengong temple, "xiaozhenji, do you still believe in fairy tales now?"

The little girl was silent.

Qingchen straightened his clothes, picked up his mountain bike and said seriously, "the dancers kept practicing. They had injuries on their feet and blood on their knees. They cried again and again under the stage and shouted to give up. I don't know how many times they shouted."

"But the moment he stepped on the stage, he was dressed in gorgeous clothes, leaving only elegance and calm."

"From that moment on, you should know that the ugly duckling can really become a white swan. There are fairy tales in the world."

"But this fairy tale was not written to you by others. It was written to yourself with blood and tears."

Qingchen holds the little girl on the beam.

He can't leave the other party alone on the top of the mountain. Otherwise, if the mysterious business department finds him going down the mountain alone, it will go up the mountain and catch Shinji of Shengong temple as a threat.

It must be more dangerous to take a little girl.

In the past, he had only a life and death pass that he could not complete by himself, but he had to take one more person at this time.

In this way, the little girl will be equally dangerous.

But since Shinji has decided to take the road of knight, he doesn't need to make another choice.

Qingchen asked again, "do you believe in fairy tales?"

Shengong temple Zhenji said seriously, "believe it."

Qingchen took another look at the rising sun. The last time he saw the rising sun after thousands of hardships. This time he drew strength from the rising sun.

He finally remembered the grandeur of his heart when he saw those four words on the cliff when he had just become a knight.

Qingchen launched the reverse breathing without hesitation and took a step forward. The whole person rode a mountain bike and dived down along the sharp ridge.

He's back.

He didn't leave himself any way back.

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Takeda was halfway up the mountain when he suddenly saw someone riding a mountain bike on the top of the mountain and diving along the ridge.

They were on the shady slope, where the sun had not yet shone. Therefore, Hideo Takeda looked far away and could only look up to see the black figure on the ridge carved in the rising sun.

"Fire!" He raised his automatic rifle and fired quickly. The bullets kept chasing Qingchen's footprints within the range.

But he saw Qingchen's speed getting faster and faster, but he didn't see the enemy from beginning to end.

120 kilometers per hour, if you stand on the side of the road, you will feel that the car passing at high speed will throw you and the world into the dust.

What is life and death?

On the edge of losing control, find inner order, and then make friends with the world.

This time he is not going to defeat anyone, but to defeat himself in the past.

But I don't know why, when Qingchen's mood was released, he suddenly felt that the direction was no longer so difficult to control, and even no longer felt that the ridge was dangerous.

He is like riding leisurely in the park after dinner, no longer eager for quick success and instant benefit, no longer worried about gain and loss.

This road is the one he is destined to take in his destiny.

What else to be afraid of?

Qingchen wants to finish this road, and then go to A02 base with the most powerful state and his returning spiritual will to fight a way out with those who have redeemed him!

He looked down at Shinji, but found that the little girl was not afraid.

Shengong temple Zhenji sits on the beam with peace of mind, gazing at the rising sun.

"Kill them!" Hideo Takeda roared.

Seeing that the ballistic movement speed could not catch up with Qingchen, members of the mysterious business department simply shot in advance on the route of Qingchen to form a barrier of steel torrent.

Even the ridge was splashed with rubble from bullets.

In an instant, when Qingchen came to their shooting place, the whole person jumped more than two meters fiercely.

Everyone watched him take the little girl in the sunrise and avoid all the drifting ballistics with a leap.

No one expected that Qingchen would dare to use such a dangerous action on this dangerous and narrow ridge!

"He was shot!" Someone shouted, "he was shot in the thigh! I'm sure!"

The gunfire was too dense. Rao shiqingchen was shot no matter how fierce he was.

However, after Qingchen was shot, he didn't cry and depressed. He seemed to shield all negative senses and was still implementing his will to the letter.

Takeda Yingfu ran wildly on the hillside with a ferocious face, calculated Qingchen's route and the only way, and wanted to intercept Qingchen on the way down with his strong strength.

Qingchen dropped from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the valley, and the director of the mysterious business department ran faster and faster.

The two people's route is two lines that must intersect.

But the next moment, he saw Qingchen suddenly stand up and pedal his mountain bike. On the basis of 120 per hour, he increased the speed again!

Two lines that must intersect are staggered!

At one moment, Takeda felt his heart palpitating for a moment. He seemed to hear a "click".

The sound came suddenly, I don't know where it came from.

He could only stand and watch Qingchen dive into the valley and walk on the ridge blade.

"Chase down," Takeda waved his arm angrily.

However, when they reached the bottom of the valley, they found that the mountain bike abandoned aside was gone.

There was blood on the snow. Takeda looked up along the blood, but he saw the young man with injured thigh... Climbing aosui Gaoyue again.

Carrying the Shinto Shinji.

The figure was tired but firm.

"Psychosis? He rushed down in his car and climbed up again. What is he going to do?" Hideo Takeda roared.

"Director, are we still chasing?" Someone asked.

"After him, he's only one person. If he gets shot in the thigh, it means he's still afraid of guns. What are more than 300 of us afraid of!?" Takeda said.

However, when he remembered the click, he always felt as if he had missed some clues.

On the snow mountain, human beings are small like a black spot.

A small black spot is in the front, more than 300 are in the back, and everyone is struggling to climb and chase.

Qingchen limped up to aosui Gaoyue, put the little girl on the ground and said with a smile, "I succeeded."

Shengong temple Zhenji was stunned for a long time: "ah... What's next?"

"Kill." Qingchen said.

But the boy suddenly turned to face the foot of the mountain and waited silently.

When those people finally walked within a hundred meters.

The flowing liquid Knight Qi gradually became manic. They swam through Qingchen and finally rushed to their mouth.

Breathe!

Qingchen stood in the sunrise, suddenly inhaled, bent down and spit out, spit out.

White clouds surged like tides, rolling the snow on the mountain.

The snowflakes were blown up and turned into blades. They rolled up a snowstorm to more than 300 people on the hillside like an avalanche.

I don't know how many snowflakes rotate in one breath, but they hurt more than 300 people in an instant. The snowflakes stabbed into the body for two or three centimeters and melted in the blood.

The clothes of 300 people were constantly pierced, and the blood and cloth scraps were mixed, just like a metal storm pulled the trigger on the sky.

It is not as terrible as a metal storm, but snowflakes stabbing into the eyes will cause blindness, and making holes in the body will cause pain, even excessive blood loss and shock.

I saw that more than 300 people fell in the snow and howled. Some people were so unlucky that the main carotid artery was accidentally cut off and died on the spot.

This scene is terrible.

The boy at the top of the mountain finally found his own big killer.

Three hundred people were injured during breathing, and more than three hundred people who looked spectacular also became a foil!

The east wind puts thousands of flowers and trees at night!

The stars are like rain!

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