The earth-attributed flying sword kept getting closer to Qianmian.
Using the hilt to push against him.
Sometimes it pushed up his arm, and sometimes it rubbed his clothes.
That active look was just like Miss Jianxie.
"Go away! Play by yourself first."
Qianmian pushed the flying sword aside helplessly.
The earth-attributed flying sword was obviously well "maintained" by the sword holder, and there was still a lot of spirituality in it.
Unlike the water-attributed and fire-attributed flying swords that behaved like dead fish when they first met Qin Ze, not moving at all.
Qin Ze did not tell Miss Jianxie about finding the earth baby for the time being.
Opening champagne at halftime is a taboo in military strategy.
Qianmian went forward to check and found that the woman was not in danger of life, but her spiritual sea of consciousness was severely damaged and her spiritual state was not very stable.
"Meeting me is really a blessing you have cultivated for several reincarnations."
Qianmian took out a small black porcelain bottle with a lot of pain.
This is what the guide gave him before. Just smell it and you can immediately restore a lot of mental power.
"This is a good thing, a priceless treasure. You can't repay me even if you work like a cow or a horse in the future."
After saying this, Qianmian still unscrewed the lid and shook it under the woman's nose.
A wisp of light smoke floated out of the bottle mouth and all went into the woman's nasal cavity.
The earth flying sword next to him was very quiet at this time, and it seemed to know that Qianmian was saving people and did not disturb him.
Qianmian put away the bottle and said lightly: "She will wake up soon."
The guide Lao Deng gave him all good things, fearing that his loyal warrior would die before completing the job transfer.
"Cough cough cough..."
After a while, the woman coughed a few times and slowly opened her eyes.
When a human-shaped purple potato came into view, the woman was shocked.
She quickly stood up and raised her hand to summon the flying sword.
She waited for a long time for the flying sword that used to come at her call, but her hand was still empty.
She looked closely and saw that the flying sword was hovering next to the purple potato spirit.
The performance of the flying sword meant that the opponent was not a threat, so the woman was relieved for the time being.
She frowned and murmured in human language: "What on earth is the God of Machinery doing? How come even the purple potato has become a spirit?"
Along the way, she saw all kinds of intelligent brain life, but it was the first time she saw plants with long legs and long arms.
Qianmian said at this time: "Madam, I admit that my new skin is indeed a bit ugly, but it is not as bad as you say."
"If I hadn't paid the things that saved my life, you would have been taken away by those long-legged rags to repair the broken robot."
Hearing the familiar accent, the woman couldn't help but stand there.
Her eyes were staring straight ahead, making Qianmian shudder.
"Humans."
Qianmian shrugged: "Don't you look like him?"
The woman carefully looked at Da Zishu from head to toe and from toe to head.
She sighed and whispered: "So the human race has evolved into this now."
The clones in the LAN laughed breathlessly.
"Speak, Da Zishu."
"Don't say you are from the human race when you go out in the future. It's really embarrassing and lowers our average appearance."
"Tell him that you are from Thanos Planet."
"The Swordsman also woke up and found that the sky had changed."
"..."
The woman looked at Qianmian with a complex look.
There was both the joy of facing the same race and a strong sense of strangeness.
People today don't see the moon of the past, but the moon of today once shone on the ancients.
The woman felt that although she and the person in front of her were both human, they were essentially different.
Qianmian's face was full of black lines: "My current skin is just a small price I paid to become stronger."
The woman blinked: "Aren't the human race now purple potato spirits?"
Qianmian was speechless: "How is it possible."
The woman breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the moon was still the same moon.
The woman introduced herself: "Human Bu Qingyao."
She did not reveal her identity as a sword holder, perhaps because she felt that Qianmian was not worthy of knowing.
Qianmian: "Hei Yi."
Bu Qingyao frowned slightly: "Why do you have the same name as the warrior of the strange god?"
Qianmian exclaimed in his heart, "What a guy, it turns out that his name was inherited from someone else."
Qianmian replied casually: "My family is uneducated and just gave him a random name."
Bu Qingyao felt that compared to the name Hei Yi, Zi Yi was more suitable for him.
Qianmian said calmly: "It's almost time, come with me, I'll take you out."
Bu Qingyao: "Do you know where the exit is?"
Qianmian nodded: "Come with me, I'll take you home."
"Home?" Bu Qingyao immediately realized: "The exit you are talking about refers to the human race?"
Qianmian stepped onOn the ground, he explained: "There is another side of the world we are in now. That world is a strange land of the human race."
Bu Qingyao's emotions were obviously excited.
For an old survivor who has been wandering outside for an era, the word home is too far away.
But now it is close at hand and within reach.
However, Bu Qingyao still kept a watchful eye: "Why are you here?"
Qianmian said casually: "I'm just strolling."
The big purple potato in front of her was very mysterious, but Bu Qingyao also had her own secrets, so she didn't ask much.
Qianmian saved her, and the Earth Flying Sword was not on guard, which means that she can still be trusted a little.
More importantly, Bu Qingyao has realized the pollution of soul breath.
Continuing to stay here will only get lost in the end.
Whether it is Chaos or the human race, they have to hurry up and leave this ghost place.
Bu Qingyao recalled the reluctant Earth Flying Sword and went to the vicinity of the tiankeng with Qianmian.
"The God of Machinery is ahead. I was attacked by his spirit not long ago and was almost controlled by the intelligent brain."
Qianmian didn't take it to heart: "It's just a remnant of the past."
Bu Qingyao was confused about this place.
After all, she had taken the Earthly Flying Sword to a certain abyss world to suppress the strange beasts before the decisive battle of the gods.
She had no idea about the decisive battle of the gods that happened later.
When she just fell into the tomb of the gods, Bu Qingyao was stunned.
Such a strong soul breath means that a dozen gods have fallen here.
Coupled with the broken and unfamiliar God of Machinery in the tiankeng, Bu Qingyao felt an indescribable weirdness.
Qianmian pointed to the four golden light pillars in the distance and said: "Do you see that? It's the door for us to go home, but it's not open yet."
Bu Qingyao felt the powerful space rules from the light pillars.
The light pillars are like elevators, connecting the two worlds.
But the door of the elevator is closed, and it can't deliver "large goods" at all.
Even if four beams of light fell into the cenote, they could not pull up Unit-01.
Qianmian and Bu Qingyao quietly lurked near the cenote, hidden in the gray fog.
Bu Qingyao asked: "What should we do now?"
Qianmian replied: "Wait, wait for someone to push the door open."