[Is Qidian brain sick? I can't log in anyway]

The meeting did not last long. On the one hand, everyone needed some time to think about the changes in the current situation. On the other hand, Minas Tiris's post-war affairs still need to be handled, and it is impossible for them to continue discussing endlessly here.

However, at the end of the meeting, some small differences occurred between the plot and characters. Aragorn, Hiyoudon and Polomo all believed that the current situation was urgent. Since Sauron had regained the Supreme Ring, he should concentrate his troops and attack before he had completely gathered his minions to form the dark army of that year. This was a very normal proposal, but it was rejected by Gandalf.

"It's not the time yet. We need more strength to fight Sauron," he said.

"More power?" Aragorn said in confusion: "What else can help us? Maybe there is, but while we are waiting, Sauron is also retrieving his long-lost power, and it is much faster than us... Time! What we lack the most now is time."

"Yes, but we have to wait, there is no choice." Gandalf said in pain: "Only the Lord of the Ring can fight against the Supreme Lord of the Ring in Sauron's hand. Fortunately, the three Elf Rings were not polluted by Sauron's power, and we still have a chance."

"...Well, Gandalf, I believe you, so how long will we have to wait?"

"Five days."

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Five days are considered a pre-war preparation for the Zhongzhou team. Everyone has their own things to do. They either exercise or analyze the situation, but there is one person in the team...

Zhao Yingkong felt very strange, yes, quite strange.

At the meeting that day, she had an indescribable feeling, which was quite mysterious, as if something suddenly appeared in the city of Minas Tiris. This thing had a strong attraction to her and was quite close to her...

So that night, she left her room alone and searched for the feeling in her heart. The more Zhao Yingkong walked, the more violent her heart beat. This feeling was really indescribable, but she had a vague premonition, what was this feeling, because only he would make such a big wave in her heart...

The last time I met was his replica of the Demon Team, and this time, it was probably his original body, right?

Zhao Yingkong followed the streets of Minas Tiris, at first walking, then running, and at the end he ran. He lightly bypassed the guards at the city gate, Zhao Yingkong, who was almost gushing out of his heart, ran for a few minutes and suddenly stopped.

This is a wilderness, and in the night, a figure slightly blurred in the night is standing there silently.

"Little cousin, we finally meet again. Of course, maybe we meet again for you. Haha, it seems that your progress is quite great. You can actually follow my breath all the way. Do you have anything to say to me?" Just as Zhao Yingkong was staring at the back, the long-haired man turned his head and looked at Zhao Yingkong with a smile on his face. That expression reminded people of the man who was facing his lover.

With a "boom", Zhao Yingkong's mind exploded.

The anger of hatred almost ignited Zhao Yingkong's body and mind. If it were the second time of Resident Evil 2, she would probably rush up to attack the man without hesitation. But now, she just bit her lips hard and held Bi Luo and Huang Quan. It seemed that she had spent a lot of effort to suppress her anger and said, "Zhao Zhuikong..."

Zhao Zhuikong looked at Zhao Yingkong in front of him. Instead of showing any unhappy expression, he smiled even happier. He clapped his hands and said, "Great, you have made progress. I know from the replica that he killed you because you have not used the resurrection quota for that time. And he also told me your way of death and the beauty of death. You don't know, although you didn't see the broken beauty with your own eyes, just thinking about the moment you died, I was so excited that I didn't know what to do. The broken beauty..."

Faced with Zhao Zhuikong's deliberate provocation, Zhao Yingkong took a deep breath, barely controlled his trembling hands, and said, "Zhao Zhuikong, you are not someone who can say so much nonsense, and I am not here today to fight you. I just want to ask you clearly what happened back then..."

However, before Zhao Yingkong finished speaking, she felt a breath blowing beside her ears, but Zhao Zhuikong had disappeared from the spot at some point and stood beside her.

"My cute little apple."

Zhao Zhuikong did not hide the pleasure on his face at all. He said in an extremely gentle voice: "Ask me the truth of that year? Don't you know the truth of that year? I killed all of them, Yukong, Mingkong, Nikong... In order to verify his ability and to stand at a higher peak."

"Do you know? When Yukong died, only his body was left with skeleton and pus, he..."

"Shut up!"

Zhao Yingkong could no longer bear it. A light flashed, and the yellow spring in his hand slashed straight towards Zhao Zhuikong's body.

But...ineffective.

As soon as Zhao Yingkong's short sword was swung out, he felt a pain in his wrist, but Zhao Zhuikong had already held both hands, so the attack naturally became unsustainable.

"You are too weak, my little apple."

Zhao Zhuikong put his lips close to Zhao Yingkong's ears and said softly: "Look, you are still vulnerable in front of me now. In this way, you can only be killed by me again..."

Zhao Yingkong gritted his teeth tightly, and even blood flowed out of his mouth. She knew that Zhao Zhukong was right. She was still too weak now and could only be killed again, again...

However, just as Zhao Yingkong was about to welcome his death, Zhao Zhuikong suddenly pushed Zhao Yingkong and retreated rapidly with the reaction force. A deep sword mark suddenly appeared between the two.

"Sakura!"

The next second, Yang Yun arrived in an instant. When he got close to him, he stepped on the ground and moved his strength into the ground slightly. He took Zhao Yingkong's hand tightly and pulled her behind him. At the same time, a burst of life energy lost: "Are you okay? That guy didn't do anything to you, right?"

[Zhao Zhuikong! How could this guy appear here? Did he draw Yingkong out? Damn, I'm afraid I'm not a match for this guy now...]

Zhao Yingkong was stunned for a moment, then felt the temperature coming from his hands, breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help feeling relieved.

"Ha, it seems that your companion is here."

Seeing Yang Yun's actions and his unconcealed hostility, Zhao Zhuikong's face suddenly changed, and his tone also showed a strange feeling: "I was saved, Xiao Apple... Your growth today really surprised me, but it's not enough."

"Angry, hate, live. You are still too weak now. Zhao Yingkong, let's talk about it when you grow up to be able to truly stand in front of me. Next time you meet, let me see the broken beauty..."

"My little cousin..."
Chapter completed!