"He’s probably waiting for you, too."

"Let’s go!"
……
Tongtian instrument closed the door and called for a response. Zheng Lao moved to his own limit and went in.
The dead atmosphere is very different.
Golden Eagle, as always, kept writing something, even though he heard the footsteps of two people, he still didn’t turn around.
Golden eagle
Zheng Lao stopped looking at the golden eagle’s back with complicated eyes.
"Here we come."
"Cha …"
Rubbing of paper and pen, a golden eagle trembling state, messy order, long hair, a pair of eyes covered with red silk
"Since I cracked the text, I have rearranged the legacy of a working group."
His voice is hoarse, as if he hadn’t drunk water for a long time.
"Tongtian instrument workers have made a lot, but I don’t know that there is a tube here. The news must not be spread, otherwise the Sixth Family and the Military Department will never let Ying Chao go."
"Really?" Zheng Lao is thoughtful.
"What else?"
"The coordinates left by the workers can be passed by Tongtian Instrument, where there should be the workers’ heritage involved in the mysterious Yaochi" Jinyingkou.
"I guess there may be a delivery device over there that can be sent to other places when there is an unavoidable disaster, so that people can go and have a look."
"In addition …"
He took out a piece of paper and touched it with his hand.
"The demise of the working class is really worrying, and I’m sure there are still such things somewhere in Hongzeyu."
"Worrying about flowers and letting everything wither"
"The condition of worrying about flowers is most likely that someone touches a certain boundary and must stop Zhao’s plan."
Zhou Jia step came near to sweep the eye console table, the dense files finally way
"Do you have any changes in Jicheng?"
A quiet in the field
Zheng Lao’s eyes drooped slightly.
It’s a coincidence that Jicheng changed suddenly. It just happened that they started the Tongtian instrument soon, and Golden Eagle said that there was a way to catch the world debris.
But it may change.
How can they not doubt such a coincidence?
"Hua …"
Golden Eagle’s hands trembled and the paper in his hand fell to the ground.
"I want the debris of the earth to appear nearby, so that people inside can have more chances to live with Ying Chao."
"I didn’t know this would be the result …"
"I don’t want to!"
His body trembled and his long hair covered his eyes and he slowly knelt down.