in the ancient last days

"Host, I thought you understood that the supernatural forces that have happened so far have all acted on you, the host. In other words, these things are completely ineffective for Zhou Jing."

"Is there no way?" Chu Zhao breathed out sharply, showing sharp fangs. After speaking, he quickly looked at the bed, and heaved a sigh of relief when he found that the other party showed no sign of waking up.

The sleeping Zhou Jing moved her fingertips, frowned, and unconsciously groped around for something around the pillow. Seeing this, Chu Zhao stretched out a hand, but was held backwards, and Shuang'er's brows stretched again. And fell asleep.

"You see, he can't leave me, and I can't leave him," Chu Zhao said.

"The things in the mall can't be randomly generated, right? If those things can be found, why can't there be life-saving medicines!"

The voice of the system is still calm: "To tell you the truth, the trading items in the mall are all traded from the world plane where the host is originally located, looking for the trader - and then conducting the transaction. The process is repeated, and I am just a small intermediary Just a business."

Knowing the biggest secret of the system, Chu Zhao was shocked at first, and then murmured: "There is really no other way?" Is domain technology simply unattainable?

The almost certain death finally made him dizzy, Chu Zhao supported his forehead, his expression was blank.

Blinking his eyes awkwardly, his eyes slowly turned to Zhou Jing on the bed. After a new incident, the other party was sleeping soundly, with a relaxed smile on the corner of his mouth, not knowing what fate he would face.

"--I beg you."

Speaking with a trembling voice, Chu Zhao spat out these three words.

The system sighed faintly.

When Chu Zhao was about to despair and felt that there was no hope, he finally heard the voice of the system, "The only way is if the host is willing to become a trader."

"Trader?"

"That's right, give [-] contribution points, become a trader, and then post a trade post, maybe you can get help."

Chu Zhao smiled miserably: "But didn't you say that it is impossible to do it with the technology of that plane?"

"Master, you underestimate your world too much. Every world is incomparable, and the mysterious power has never been missing, such as the ancient plane you are in now. Although there is no genetic mutation or supernatural power, there are still people like Li Talents like Xingxiu exist. So this system thinks that the host I mentioned should be very clear—"

The memory of the first encounter with the AI ​​of the Space-Time Management Bureau resurfaced in his mind. Chu Zhao slowly comprehended the other party's words, clasped his fingers, and finally said the next sentence with the system in unison.

"[Supernatural] power."

"That's right!" Chu Zhao raised his eyes: "For example, the blood skills brought out by my body from the game."

The system appreciated: "As expected of the host."

"So this is the job of your space-time administration? Coordinating the supernatural forces of all planes?"

Facing this question, the system avoided talking about it, but said: "Then the host, trading across time and space requires a lot of contribution points. This system can only provide you with this channel. Whether you can get help is the final decision." It depends on your luck. I wish the host good luck."

"Thank you." He said sincerely.

After the conversation, the system disappeared into the space. Chu Zhao wiped his face and turned his gaze back to the interface in front of him.After logging into the forum in the trading area, the mysterious dark green shimmered. After observing for a while, Chu Zhao immediately posted his help post, describing Zhou Jing's symptoms and needs in detail, and finally posted it with a sentence of real name swear at the end.

Chu Zhao's operation immediately attracted a crowd of onlookers.

"Real name" has unparalleled binding power in the trading area.Those who disobey will pay the price of burning souls, and if it is not urgent, few people will do so.

——Hey, the poster and us don't seem to be on the same plane, wow, the ancient doomsday plane, sounds exciting|exciting!

——Eating melons for a walk.

——Tsk, this symptom is not easy to deal with. According to the poster's description, the patient's body is exhausted and his gender is a bit special.

——hh Is your place under the jurisdiction of the underworld?

— It's really tricky.Poster, I advise you to spend the last days with your wife well, and don't regret letting him go.

......

Chu Zhao nodded numbly, flipping down page by page, and finally stopped at a line of newly refreshed messages, his fingertips trembling slightly.

[I can save people. 】

[But I need a lot of contribution point transactions, are you capable of doing it? ——k】

Chu Zhao held his breath, his eyes fixed on this message.

...The trader who answered him was not a "human", but a demon. The other party said that he could pull Zhou Jing back the first second he entered hell.

.....not kidding.

Chu Zhao's lips trembled, typing and replying one by one,

"--make a deal."

......

"I haven't heard anyone say that Chu Shaojun in Xincheng is a lunatic?"

"You didn't see his desperate attitude in killing corpse monsters..."

After the soldiers in the camp had finished their discussion, they saw Chu Zhao walking in, bleeding all over his body. His clothes were scratched by countless zombies, his eyes were condensed, and the soaring aura made everyone passing by couldn't help but tilt their heads back.

Good, great.

The knife had been stained with blood so that it couldn't see its original color. Chu Zhao walked into the tent, and Feng Dingxiao was feeding the Tiger King meat. Seeing Chu Zhao like this, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"You don't have to."

He thought that Chu Zhao was working so hard to repay Imperial Physician Lu's kindness for his treatment.

The subordinates said that the other party had been killing zombies outside the camp day and night these days, and that the zombies within ten miles of the camp were almost all cleaned up by Chu Zhao, and the soldiers slept comfortably at night and felt much more secure.

Feng Dingxiao looked at Chu Zhao with complicated eyes. While admiring the opponent's strength, he couldn't help feeling that it would be great if such a person wasn't his opponent.

Feng Dingxiao has always understood his goal very well, a little Qujiang can't satisfy him at all, what he wants is the whole world!And people like Chu Zhao cannot be taken under his command, and he is still the master of another new power, which is a big obstacle for him to a certain extent.

Facing Feng Dingxiao's words, Chu Zhao just shook his head silently and asked, "When will the army attack?"

He needs more and more contribution points.

"Soon, in three days."

"By the way," Feng Dingxiao's tone paused a little at this point, and Imperial Physician Lu reported Zhou Jing's treatment to him.

"I've heard about His Highness. I think you don't need to worry too much about his health. Imperial Physician Lu has served in the army for many years and is not proficient in women's diseases. It is inevitable that he will be negligent in diagnosis and treatment."

"It's just that the Marquis has one thing to ask, I don't know...after the Marquis captures Youzhou, how does the Young Master plan to deal with...?" The unfinished words hinted.

Chu Zhao raised his eyes abruptly, touched the dark ambition in Feng Dingxiao's eyes, and slowly pulled his lips: "——Don't worry about it, Lord Hou, I will take Jing Ling back to the new city."

"Of course that would be great."

Feng Dingxiao was silent for a while, and knew that his question was a bit abrupt, but Zhou Jing and Zhou Zhao are the only two royal bloodlines (he didn't know that Zhou Zhao had died under Chu Zhao's hands), so he had to guard against it.

Laughing loudly, he said, "Haha, with you here, Young Master, it must be easy for me to capture Youzhou. Come, let me offer you a toast!" After speaking, he wanted to have a drink with Chu Zhao with his favorite hot wine.

"No," Chu Zhao was not interested, and he still wanted to take care of Zhou Jing: "If Lord Hou really wants to invite me to drink, let's wait until after the successful siege of the city. On the day the army leaves, I ask to take the lead, Lord Hou, you know my strength."

His words made Feng Dingxiao laugh happily again: "Okay! I will never return with you if I am not drunk!"

Leave and return to Zhou Jing's tent.

The march was bitterly cold, and it was rare for a baby to come to the camp, who was still pregnant. The only bottle of acacia safflower in the entire camp was placed on Zhou Jing's bedside. When Chu Zhao came in, Zhou Jing was staring at the brightly blooming petals. The indifference on his face made his heart skip a beat.

Hold each other's hand: "What are you thinking? Did you have a good meal today?"

He lowered his head and kissed his lips, and without accident, he touched a piece of ice, like the lifeline that the man had lost, and Chu Zhao felt a little sad in his heart.

"Are you going to fight with them?" Zhou Jing asked.

Chu Zhao: "..." He sat down beside the bed as if nothing had happened, and took his hand: "Where did you hear that?"

"Azhao, I don't want you to go, you don't need to do this for me."

The other party turned to look back at him.Shuang'er's eyes were like a lake without shadows, translucent and clear, as if he could see through everything.

Chu Zhao said without hesitation, "I must go."

For you.

Zhou Jing was taken aback for a moment, and in the next moment, his hand was placed on Chu Zhao's chest, bang, bang, bang.The vigorous heartbeat again and again told the other party's heart.

The wind and snow outside the tent, the warm bright colors, and the appearance of the handsome young man bowing his head made him feel that he would never forget this person again in his life.

"He will also come to this world safely. Have you heard what the imperial doctor said, he is a boy, he must be as cute as you."

Gently touching his abdomen, Zhou Jing's eyes followed his fingertips, and a tear fell on the back of his smooth hand.

Chu Zhao was stunned for a moment, why did he suddenly cry?He raised his thumb and brushed the corner of the opponent's eyes, and finally caught a teardrop.

"Chu Zhao—you won't forget me, will you?" Zhou Jing held his big palm and pressed it to his face, it was hot and hot.

He opened his mouth with difficulty, and softly spit out a word: "No."

"If you leave, I will forget you and marry someone else."

"So for me, for him, work hard to live, okay?"

The person in front of him obviously stopped breathing, the air was quiet and narrow, it seemed like a few seconds, it seemed like a long time, and finally he heard a sentence ringing in his ears, like a long-awaited black sweet fruit, cold and Resolutely.

"I won't allow it."

He said so.

Chu Zhao finally smiled.

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