Rebirth event book

Ning Yuan became a bloody man, but Yan smiled openly, raised his head and laughed out loud very rarely, hugged Ning Yuan with one hand, and made a random move with the other hand, the pitch-black space shook, and the next In seconds, they appeared in the room of the nursing home, and the two 'instruments' that turned into thick ink in the morning and the seven or eight pieces of 'instruments' that fell to the ground floated around the rock, and drilled into them one by one. Rock's empty pockets...

call out! ~~~~~~ A discordant voice sounded in the room.

Cheng Changqing was sitting on another sofa, sipping tea leisurely, making a rude and unpleasant sound.

"You guys can really make a fuss! You're not afraid to scare my people."

Cheng Changqing still looks like a hooligan, it's a pity that he's wearing a suit of elegant clothes.

"I don't want to scare your people either, everything has come together."

While talking with Cheng Changqing, Yan carefully put Ning Yuan on the bed, the white sheets were thoroughly stained by Ning Yuan's blood within a short while.

Rock didn't care.

Cheng Changqing finally finished the cup of tea in his hand, and looked up in the direction of the two with unsatisfied satisfaction.

Full moon today.

There was no light on in the room.

Bright moonlight flooded the room from the large windows.

Turn off the light, but the room is abnormally bright...

"what?"

Cheng Changqing snorted, put down the teapot that was about to pour water into the teacup, and came to the bed in three steps at a time. The red marks on the white bed sheet were still slowly spreading around. Ning Yuan's already pulled Traces that seemed to be torn could be seen in the torn clothes.

"Quantitative change?"

Cheng Changqing frowned.

"Ok!"

Yan responded and walked to the bathroom next to him. Ning Yuan's injuries will heal in a while, but he doesn't know when he will wake up. He should simply help him deal with it.

"How long have you been teaching him? Or is this kid's aptitude exceptionally good?"

Cheng Changqing stood at the head of Ning Yuan's bed and looked down at Ning Yuan, who was sleeping ignorantly and even slightly snoring, with one hand across his chest and the palm of the other hand upwards, holding the elbow of the other hand, and was supported The hand on the elbow stretched out its fingers and stroked his smooth chin non-stop.

Yan's voice came from the bathroom with a dull voice, "You don't know what his qualifications are?"

During the period when he made the new shell, Cheng Changqing had been helping Ning Yuan sort out his spiritual power. It would take Ning Yuan's mental power to be thoroughly touched by Cheng Changqing inside and out in less than three times. Knowing that Ning Yuan can't run around by himself, he knows everything.

This is why the interstellar law stipulates that except for the "family members", the spiritual power of the "germination" cannot be touched at will, because the spiritual power of the "germination" stage is not fortified at all, it is as simple and transparent as a pool of clear springs, with a fish in it Or even a grain of sand will be seen clearly.

Once the weakness of mental power is discovered by someone, the weakness of this person will be caught by that person. Although mental power can be strengthened after training, the weakness will never change...

"That's why I feel weird too..."

Cheng Changqing rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought. There was a sound of water in the bathroom, accompanied by the words of the water sound rock, "Don't underestimate the low-level civilizations. How many powerful races in the Cosmic Alliance are developed by low-level civilizations?" Yes? Although the probability is a bit low, it is also a possibility."

"Then you said, is it because they were targeted by species we don't know because that race has discovered the potential of this low-level civilization long ago and eliminated potential threats in advance?"

There was no other sound in the bathroom except for the sound of water.

It wasn't until the sound of the rushing water of Ban Xing stopped that Yan's deep voice came from inside, "It's possible."

The Cosmic Alliance is not peaceful either. A very tragic interstellar war broke out a few star eras ago. It was originally just a turf war between several races, but later it developed into an entire interstellar war. In the great melee of the known races, countless races were wiped out, and countless low-level civilizations like the current earth were implicated.

At that time, Yan's race also belonged to the low-level civilizations that were implicated. The melee that involved the entire universe caused the disappearance of countless low-level civilizations and part of the high-level races.

In the last war, the low-level civilization of Yan was also facing extinction. At the last crisis, the most talented pioneers of Yan's race exploded with potential, and protected the fire of their race at the juncture of life and death. But those pioneers also sacrificed their lives to their own race...

After that, the universe entered the current form of the interstellar alliance, and the Yan race also officially joined the cosmic alliance after that catastrophe.

No race understands the feeling of waiting to die on the cutting board better than them, even the cubs born after the catastrophe in the race.

The Ningyuan civilization that has been calculated now and other low-level civilizations that have also appeared abnormally are so similar to the Yan race that was unable to fight back...

Cheng Changqing glanced at the direction of the bathroom, where the lights were still not turned on, and the corner of the room looked extraordinarily deserted, the sound of water inside had stopped, but the people inside did not come out.

After only a short while, Ning Yuan's naked and exposed skin had already healed visible to the naked eye, and the dark red blood was also agglomerating into clots in an unreasonable way.

Under the moonlight, Ning Yuan's whole body was mottled, looking a little scary.

There was finally another noise in the bathroom, and Yan walked out lightly with two wet towels in his hand.

Cheng Changqing's eyes fell on Yan's face, and no expression could be seen on that beautiful face that seemed to be finely crafted. Cheng Changqing secretly thought about the consequences of touching Yan's spiritual power with his spiritual power ...I don't know what came to mind, Cheng Changqing clicked his tongue twice, and turned his eyes away from Yan's face to the face of Ning Yuan, who was sleeping on the bed and didn't know about his personnel.

Yan walked over in a few steps, first cleaned Ning Yuan's face with a wet towel, and then stripped Ning Yuan's face with three strokes.

At this point, Ning Yuan was still snoring without knowing anything, and let Yan clean up the blood on his body.

"Tsk tsk! Is this a pig?"

Yanbai glanced at Cheng Changqing who didn't come to help but made sarcastic remarks.

"What do you know when you 'quantify'?"

"At least it's not as ugly as him, this fishy smell..."

Cheng Changqing slapped his face in front of his nose in disgust.

"Your race is different. This is the unique smell of their race's blood. You were also covered with the smell of your race's blood back then. There is nothing different."

I don't know how Yan used those two towels.

Ning Yuan's blood stains were cleaned up by him with two wet towels!

Yan tossed the dirty towel casually, pulled over the white quilt that he placed in a place where Ning Yuan could not 'pollute', wrapped Ning Yuan into a silkworm cocoon, and then used a skill to wrap the stained body under Ning Yuan The red quilt was pulled out together with the kind of non-woven fabric used by the hospital to isolate dirt under the quilt, and it was thrown together with the towel in a ball, and a new bed sheet and non-woven fabric were found from the cabinet next to it. The cloth was laid out with all hands and feet.

Ning Yuan was tossed and tossed by the rock like this, and the little Hulu slept soundly uninterruptedly.

"You go back, what are the instructions from above? Do we need to evacuate?"

According to the provisions of Interstellar Law, if a low-level civilization appears "tick", then this low-level civilization will also leave the "low-level" stage, to the extent that it can join the Cosmic Alliance. of those who study and observe.

After all, there is no species that likes to be observed and studied by itself.

"It said that the emergence of the 'system' is too strange, and this civilization is far from reaching the stage of 'tickling'. The above has notified all of you who have invested in the abnormal low-level civilization to count all the spiritual power users in the abnormal civilization. What? You didn't get the notification?"

Cheng Changqing's face became ugly.

"no!"

If so, how could he just sit there so leisurely and sip his tea?

Yan's complexion also changed, and he tightened the quilt that wrapped Ning Yuan, his eyes met Cheng Changqing's, and the two of them shot very quickly, and seven or eight yuan appeared from the palms of Yan and Cheng Changqing at the same time, the kind that Ning Yuan had seen before. Kind of 'instrument'.

The instrument flew straight towards the window where the bright moonlight leaked in, and it was about to smash the glass and fly out, but it bounced back from the window as if it had hit some transparent barrier.

Those pieces of instruments flew back and circled the two of them, Cheng Changqing snorted coldly, opened his mouth wide and let out a burst of inaudible sound waves.

That Cheng Changqing's mouth opened so wide that it has surpassed the limit of human beings, and it seems that the cheeks on both sides have become a part of his mouth.

The sound waves propagated extremely fast, even if the speed of the rock was so fast, Ning Yuan's ears, nose, eyes, and throat in his sleep had already seen blood oozing...

And that sound wave hit the surroundings of the room, making the walls of the whole room vibrate like a soft patch, within three seconds!As if something had been broken, nearly 20 people appeared in front of them in various forms.

Some stick to the wall, some squat in the corner, some hang on the ceiling, and some don’t know how to get themselves shrunk under the small coffee table between the two sofas...