King's Feast

Academy Island fell into a monthly silence.

Holding the test paper, Wu Zhao lazily got up and walked towards Qiuguang Chaoyan at the door of the classroom.

She moved closer to the man with a surprised face, lowered her voice, and said to him with a smile: "History of the Tang Dynasty? Xiao Qiuguang, I wanted to ask a long time ago, are you out of your mind? Why did you choose a foreign country?" A position like a literature teacher?"

Facing Qiuguang Chaoyan's angry and daring eyes, Wu Zhao waved his back to the students who were still writing in the classroom, and left leisurely amidst their small exclamations.

Qing Ya, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, saw Wu Zhao's figure, and immediately walked over with a smile: "Your Majesty is earlier than I expected. Did the test go well?"

Wu Zhao clicked on his personal terminal and looked at the time: "Well, don't I know the history of the Tang Dynasty yet... Over there, has Anna's birthday celebration started?"

Qing Ya smiled and bowed, leading the way for Wu Zhao: "Don't worry, I've already made an appointment with Bard Wuluo, and you will definitely not miss Miss Anna's birthday celebration. Now, they should all be here. Car Just stop outside Academy Island, we can start immediately."

Wu Zhao nodded, but after walking a few steps, he slowed down again as if remembering something.

Qing Ya wondered: "Your Majesty?"

Wu Zhao shook his head hesitantly: "...It's okay, let's go."

——Wei Zheng, where did you go?

With that guy's personality, he should stay here and rush over as soon as possible, admonishing her that she shouldn't leave early.

Wu Zhao was in a hurry to attend Kushina's birthday celebration, so she had no choice but to put aside the strange feeling in her heart and continue walking forward.

However, just as Wu Zhao stepped out of the glass door, he suddenly noticed something.

Her bright eyes sharpened immediately, and her gaze went straight/towards the sky.

The next moment, a white light suddenly flashed across the dark night sky.Accompanied by the whistling wind, they galloped towards Wu Zhao.

Wu Zhao still stood firmly on the spot, and had no intention of evading.

She lowered her eyes and raised her hand, golden light immediately overflowed from the palm of her hand, quickly forming an indestructible golden barrier around her.

Then, there was a huge impact of "Boom!", and something seemed to be bounced out by the enchantment cover.

The white color flew across like a shooting star, and fell heavily into the lawn in the distance with a "whoosh!"

With a solemn face, Wu Zhao walked over with long legs.

"What..." Qing Ya took a step to react, and followed Wu Zhao's gaze in astonishment.

She lowered her eyes halfway, looking down at the young man at her feet.

The silver-haired boy was wearing the uniform of Academy Island, with his eyes closed tightly, he fell on his back in the flowerbed motionless, and fell into a coma.

Wu Zhao folded his arms around his chest, and touched his chin thoughtfully: "This is obviously a student from Academy Island... Could it be that today's test was too difficult, so he was forced to jump off the building?"

She sighed and shook her head: "We must let Wei Zheng see this scene, so that he can no longer mutter nonsense about the education system every day. The shortcomings of the modern system, tsk tsk tsk, heartbroken, heartbroken."

Qing Ya choked: "No, Your Majesty, look up, if he jumped off the building, he would not be able to fall to the ground with a parabolic trajectory of this shape."

Immediately, as if he had observed something, Qing Ya's expression became solemn, and he quickly walked over, knelt down to check the boy's condition, and prepared for first aid.

But when he lifted the boy's clothes, there were large blood stains under the black uniform jacket, which made his movements stop.

The juvenile's soft abdomen was obviously and seriously injured by the impact. The white skin was purple and black, and the warm blood was seeping out from the pores, soaking the white shirt.

Qingya: "!!!"

Qing Ya raised her head and looked at Wu Zhao crying: "Your Majesty, can you consider making your spiritual protection a little softer next time?"

I'm afraid this child is going to die here! !

Hearing this, Wu Zhao's slender body froze, and then he also squatted down and carefully looked at the boy's injuries.

It was indeed a serious injury, and I am afraid that the internal organs were also damaged.But...it doesn't look like purely physical damage, but rather like being injured by the power of the Dresden slate held by Zhou Fangzun and the others.

Wu Zhao frowned slightly: "I thought it was an attack. I've never seen an ordinary human being fall from the sky. Besides, if it wasn't for me, he would have fallen directly to the ground without the buffer of a protective cover. would be more seriously injured, or even die. Besides..."

Her eyes turned to the side, and then she saw Qing Ya's dog eyes full of tears.The words I was speaking got stuck, and I could no longer continue to analyze rationally

Under the offensive of Qing Ya's tearful and pitiful dog eyes, Wu Zhao rarely felt a little guilty.

"Hey, let's take this child to the apartment to treat the wound first. If you leave it alone, you will really die."

However, when Qing Ya carefully picked up the young man and skin/skin contacted, he looked at Wu Zhao in horror.

"Your Majesty, this child's soul!! It seems that it has been shaken out of the body, and it is no longer in a state of solid connection. Does your protective shield even have a plasmolytic effect!"

Wu Zhao: "!!! I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!!"

……

In the apartment, Wu Zhao sat on a chair with his long legs crossed, staring probingly at the boy who was placed on the tatami.

Qing Ya was busy dealing with the young man's injuries, and spiritual power continued to emerge from his palm.

Wu Zhao pondered for a moment, and then said: "I still have good control over my own power, so it shouldn't cause an unstable state of the soul. Maybe this child is already injured, after all, he doesn't look like jumping off a building. , the origin is unknown..."

Before he could say a few words, he saw Qing Ya turn his head to look at her again with tears in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, it is no longer the problem of who caused it, but the problem of him being seriously injured and passed out in front of you. If Master Wei Zheng finds out... woo woo woo!"

Wu Zhao who was reminded was startled: Wei Zheng is not here, I almost forgot his terror!

"Also, Your Majesty. Looking at it now, this child does have some problems."

Qing Ya paused for a moment, seeming to organize his words: "Although I am a spiritual practitioner, the physiology of human beings in this world is a compulsory course for spiritual practitioners. I am well aware of human body structure and endurance limits. But the child's endurance It is obviously higher than that of humans, and the power of the slate still remains in the meridians. I suspect that he is an outsider."

Wu Zhao raised his hand to look at the time displayed on his personal terminal, and rubbed his temple hair a little irritably.

"Ah, it's already so late, it seems that Anna's birthday celebration is going to be late. Qingya, hurry up, let's set off."

"As for whether this child is an outsider or an ordinary human being, I will leave it to the Feishiyuan to investigate."

Under Qing Ya's spiritual power, the boy's injuries almost recovered quickly.The damaged organs have regrown, only the trauma still looks hideous.

Looking coldly at the young man sleeping peacefully, Wu Zhao turned and closed the door of the apartment, and hurriedly set off with Qing Ya.

The apartment returned to silence.

Only the moonlight shone into the room where the lights were not turned on, casting the shadow of a cat on the boy.

"Meow?"

The pink kitten, attracted by spiritual power, looked at the boy on the couch, and tilted its head curiously.

……

"Ah!" Wei Zheng suddenly sneezed loudly.

He deftly pulled a piece of paper from under the eagle's claws squatting beside him, and wiped his nose expressionlessly.It happened that a gust of cold wind blew by, and he shivered involuntarily.

"Ah!"

Harrier Eagle raised its wings affectionately, stroking Wei Zheng's silvery soft hair.

Wei Zheng shook his head, and stubbornly rejected Yaoying's warmth: "I'm fine, but I'm a little cold. Maybe it's a cold... Achoo!!"

Harrier Eagle: ... You are a Heroic Spirit, you are right.God knows why Yingling also catches a cold?

On the rooftop of the tall building, the cold night wind whizzed past.

A small group of boys leaning against the huge Harrier Hawk looks particularly sad.

But Wei Zheng's attention is not here.He wiped his nose indiscriminately, and then looked at the rooftop of the building opposite him intently.

There, a young man fell quietly.

The pool of blood gradually spread under the boy's body, and the camera was shattered by his hand.

The damaged camera made a hissing sound, but it still tried to perform the function of video recording.In the picture, you can vaguely see the tip of the eagle's wings.

The young man remained motionless, and Wei Zheng followed him intently.

Until the roof door was violently kicked open.

Zhou Fangzun's figure full of anger and anxiety appeared on the rooftop.

Everyone in the Barbara looked around anxiously, and then yelled out in horror—"Brother Shishu!!!"

"It's all blood! Ten bunches, he was injured!"

"What's going on! Brother Shishu, brother Shishu, wake up!"

"Who is it! Which bastard did it! I'm going to kill him!!"

"Call emergency services quickly! Quickly! Send to the hospital immediately!!"

……

The Barbara crowd surrounded the boy who fell on the ground carefully and painfully, and the scene was in chaos.The loud noise they made almost made Wei Zheng subconsciously enter a state of combat readiness.

But when he saw the familiar faces of the people rushing up to the rooftop, he pursed his lower lip imperceptibly, and breathed a sigh of relief, and the tense muscles all over his body also relaxed.

Those pink and tender hands with dimples clenched into balls at some point, and when he let go, several small nail-shaped wounds had been pierced in the palms, and they recovered under the washing of spiritual power.

Wei Zheng silently watched the scene where the barbarians left holding ten bundles of Duo Liang. The slender young man was lying in Zhou Fangzun's arms unconsciously, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The barbarians left, and the opposite rooftop became silent again.

Wei Zheng paused for a moment, turned around and planned to leave.

"Why didn't you save him?" Shangguan Wan'er's figure quietly appeared behind Wei Zheng: "You are so nervous that even your spiritual power is in disorder, but you would rather suppress yourself than save the child a little bit?" ?”

Wei Zheng returned to his usual serious face, turned to look at Shangguan Wan'er: "Why are you here?"

"Your Majesty discovered the fact that you were not there, so I came out to look for you in case His Majesty asked about your whereabouts."

Shangguan Wan'er's tone was cold: "It just happened to let me see that you appeared here earlier than Shishu Tara. Then I watched him appear opposite, watched him being attacked, and watched him go to death. "

"Wei Zheng, you seem to know what will happen here before anyone—even the two parties involved. You concealed your mission from His Majesty, and you actually came with the prophecy of the heroic spirit, right? "

There was no warmth in Wei Zheng's snow-colored eyes, he raised his head and looked at Shangguan Wan'er, but never answered her question.

The two heroic spirits with the same cold personality refused to give in to each other, just like two ice sculptures facing each other, exuding a cold air.

In the end, it was Wei Zheng who looked away first.

Shangguan Wan'er raised her eyebrows in surprise.

Wei Zheng looked away, he crossed the guardrail of the roof, and looked at the barbarians downstairs who were crying wildly.

In those eyes, it was as if a grand snow had fallen.

Silent grief.

"Shangguan Wan'er, do you know what a heroic spirit is?"

Wei Zheng said in a low voice: "The part of heroic spirits who are human beings has long since died. They are fixed and blocked, and no matter whether it is glory or fault, they cannot be changed."

"The reason why the secretariat strictly restricts the behavior of heroic spirits in this world is to minimize the influence of heroic spirits on this world. I am Wei Zheng, a heroic spirit, and Wei Zheng, a human being, has long since died. I cannot change any established future, not because of me, And invalidating the prophecies of the Heroic Spirits—that is strictly prohibited.”

"so……"

Wei Zheng felt that his throat was sore and dry, and he could hardly utter the syllables normally: "Shangguan Wan'er, I did come with a prophecy about this world, and I am assisting His Majesty on behalf of the Secretariat, and I am an official official. Therefore, I Can't... I can't change the established future."

He stood here, knowing what would happen, but he could only watch it happen.

He was frantically looking forward to who would discover Ten Beams of Tadara, and who would lend a helping hand to Ten Beams of Tadara.But he himself can only be a faithful recorder without moving.

"Every second, I'm looking forward to a miracle. But..." Wei Zheng murmured in a low voice.

Shangguan Wan'er didn't hear clearly, she frowned and took two steps forward: "What did you say?"

Wei Zheng turned around and left on his own. As he walked, his snow-colored eyes that were as sad as weeping were frozen again, and his face was cold and serious.

"Your Majesty is looking for me? Letting the king wait should not be done by the courtiers. Let's go."

Behind him, the mournful cries of the Barbara people reached the sky.

"Ten bundles—!"

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-04-0823:57:41~2020-04-1402:28:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 7 bottles of Naisi; 5 bottles of Xizhou;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!