"Yuchen, are you really going to study?" Finally, Twelve spoke. "Well." Ye Yuchen nodded gently. Although his voice was soft, his expression was extremely firm. Twelve opened his mouth and did not continue to speak. The two of them fell into silence again. After the news of a spaceship landing in Tancheng reached Twelve, Twelve, who was very wary, suddenly became depressed. Ye Yuchen, who was originally careless, had also become quiet. Twelve had been deliberately avoiding this topic, but the Sun City is less than a thousand kilometers. If you don't talk about it, there may be no chance to say it in the future. As the Sun City gets closer, Twelve's psychological pressure is getting stronger and stronger.

The long silence made the atmosphere extremely depressing. "Twelve." Ye Yuchen spoke. "Well." "Let's go with me." Ye Yuchen turned to look at Twelve. The scar on Twelve's face looked particularly hideous under the starlight, but there was a kind of male charm in it. Twelve didn't say anything, but shook his head, and a hint of loneliness appeared on his face. In the past few days, the two have talked about this topic countless times, but every time they opened a head, they ended in vain. Both of them were careful and afraid to have a deep conversation. Today, Ye Yuchen was not ready to give up, and she decided to try her best to persuade Twelve to study with her. "Twelve, the interstellar brigade army ant seems to have evacuated this planet on a large scale." "It's possible." Twelve nodded.

"Now, the only enemy of the Gan tribe on this planet is the believers of the Dark Cult." "Yes." Twelve knew what Ye Yuchen wanted to express, so he could only nod his head passively.

"At present, we don't know how many believers of the Dark Cult have, but what is certain is that after being swept by the interstellar brigade army ants, their strength has been greatly reduced." "Well. What do you want to say?" Twelve looked at Ye Yuchen. "I want to tell you that your responsibility has been completed. In the past month, we have created a miracle together. We led 800 黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄黄

"Yuchen, you overestimated our role. In fact, we were just a little lucky. Moreover, the main credit was that the interstellar army ants helped us. Without them creating turmoil for us, we would not be able to come back alive." Twelve smiled bitterly. "Yes, the interstellar army ants have created a perfect environment for us, but this cannot deny your credit, because..." "Yuchen, saying these things are meaningless. Now is not the time to reward merits. The road for the sects is still very long."

"You are right, the road for the sacred people is still very long, so for the sacred people, you should go with me to study in the seven major star fields. There is the cradle of human civilization. There is the culture and technology that your sacred people need. If you sacred people want to solve the problem once and for all, then the only way is to study in the seven major star fields, let the dark star return to civilized society, and evacuate the ghost of the dark teachings." "Yuchen, you don't have to persuade me, I will not leave." Twelve's cheeks were full of firmness. Yuchen did not persuade him, and his shoulders leaned gently on Twelve's wide shoulders. At this time, silence was better than sound. Twelve ended the conversation with Ye Yuchen, and did not discuss this issue again, but enjoyed this short tranquility... …

On the 53rd day, the dusty Twelve and Ye Yuchen returned to Tancheng. There were only 530 left of the eight hundred clan warriors, and 270 people died on the battlefield. This casualty rate created an invincible and brilliant image for Twelve.

When Twelve led the warriors of the clan into Tancheng, they were warmly welcomed by the clans. In just one month, Twelve was a perfect hero in the minds of the clans, and quickly replaced Yuezhong's position among the clans. Now, the clans do not lack people, but lack warriors. There is no doubt that Twelve is the warrior of the clans. He used his actions to tell all the clans that there was nothing to be afraid of by the clans. He just led the eight hundred clan warriors and could be invincible on the territory of the dark sans of hundreds of clans. Twelve became the hero of the entire clan. In addition to Twelve, there were more than 500 clan warriors, including Ye Yuchen.

"Sister Su Ruo!" Ye Yuchen saw the graceful Su Ruo in the crowd, and immediately flew to Su Ruo like a butterfly. "Yuchen." Su Ruo looked at Ye Yuchen dazedly. Ye Yuchen changed, his whole body changed. His originally fair cheeks turned into wheat-colored. The incomplete armor made her feel like she had experienced vicissitudes and had experienced many battles. The heroic posture between her eyebrows was also changed. Compared with Ye Yuchen, the Twelve changes even more. The scar on her face had become dark, and a murderous aura shot out from the hideousness. A face that had not yet left her childishness was not angry and powerful. Her every move made people feel inexplicably awe.

The fifty-three days of thousands of miles of rushing, Twelve quickly transformed. He was no longer a boy who grew up under his father's wings, but an iron-blooded general who killed people without blinking. Su Ruo felt sad. Han Xinghai changed, Ye Yuchen changed, and even Twelve transformed in just over fifty days, but she did not change. ...

"Sister Su Ruo, I miss you so much." Ye Yuchen was as intimate as ever, and hugged Su Ruo's arm, extremely intimate.

"I miss you as well."

Su Ruo was inexplicably moved. You know, she was neglected during this period because Han Xinghai was very engaging with some young people from the Gan tribe all day long. In addition to short sleep, she even ate and slept in some abandoned factories.

Su Ruo also ran after she liked her for a few days, but she really couldn't stand Han Xinghai's crazy work attitude.

Han Xinghai was really addicted to those machinery and ignored Su Ruo's existence. He often stepped on a flying skateboard to lead a group of young Gan people to travel hundreds of miles at night, often just to find a suitable spare parts.

Under the leadership of Han Xinghai's fanatical working attitude, more than ten factories in Tancheng have begun to resume slow operations.

Of course, it is impossible for Han Xinghai to make those abandoned factories run for five hundred years alone.

In addition to those young people of the Gan tribe, the Sky Spacecraft is the key, and the mountains of fuel cells are used to shoot it. The maintenance cabins inside the Sky Merchant Ship have made great contributions. Many small parts are processed directly inside...

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