Chapter 613: To start

Sometimes, summer nights are also somewhat resentful.
Although he also knows that Gu Yi has his own helplessness, the proposition of causality often makes people helpless.
The most helpless thing is that... it is known to change.
Then, according to the known clues to interfere, the final result may make the original known unknown, so that things fall into an unreachable mud.
Because of this, the ancient one always shows a very strong stick.
I know everything, I don’t know what it’s like, let the summer night strongly advise her to make a book... The title of the book is: How is the stick made! ?
After spreading the stalls, Xiazhi’s night was helpless.
Since you know that I will come to you, then obviously, you should be prepared to tell me what is right. I’m afraid it’s hard to turn me around. go back."
"Time will give us the answer."
Gu Yi looked at the night of summer, with a smile on his lips: "Your presence makes our world different."
This sentence of summer night feeling can be focused, I do not know whether it will be tested, but obviously it is very important.
"Our world?" Summer night chewed this sentence: "So, what changes have our world and other worlds made?"
"As you can see."
Gu Yi said so.
"...that cross-border person?" Summer night did not say Natasha's name.
Ancient nodded: "It is the beginning, but also the end. Faced with destruction, after all, not willing to be?"
"Who?" asked the summer night.
Ancient one shook his head.
Summer night was silent and fell into thought.
Next to Stephen feels that he is probably listening to the Bible!
From beginning to end, he did not know what the two men were talking about? Is it a new model of joke? Can't hear the smile because the amount of knowledge is not enough?
With doubts, he looked at the summer night.
He has an impression of this person.
Later experiences made him deeper the impression of summer night.
The initial meeting was the one that suddenly appeared in Asia, and the enthusiasm was like a trafficker who was planning to abduct himself.
It was not really a satisfactory encounter, but he later heard about the person's name more than once in this place.
Gradually know what he did.
Reverence and the like are not, but it is indeed somewhat admirable.
However, many things for him are still only rumors. He has never seen the so-called fear and confusion, so there is still not much clue what he really does for the summer night.
Now, watching this guy's brows lock, as if he is really thinking about human events, the inexplicable absurdity is involuntarily born.
So he thought for a moment and said, "Can I ask a question?"
The summer night of contemplation, with the ancient one sitting there, the old god, together with his eyes on him.
Stephen coughed and said: "If you talk about things that only stop with you, what am I doing here?"
The eyes of the summer night are slightly bright, thoughtful.
The ancient one smiled and said to the summer night: "The last piece."
"Then I am gone." After the summer night, patted Stephen's shoulder and said, "If you have any problems, you can call me at any time. Your brother and I are waiting 24 hours a day."
"Ha?" Steven is even more awkward, what a ghost?
Looked at the ancient one, the ancient nodded, Steven's heart is unable to spit, you are talking, even if you nod, I don't know what you mean!
Looking at the summer night, it really is an action faction. If you leave, you will not hesitate.
The ancient one walked down from his position and stood by Stephen's side, watching the departure of the summer night.
Stephen finally couldn't help but ask: "What strange words did I say?"
Gu smiled and shook his head: "Not strange, but you still don't understand it now."
"...when can I understand?"
"It won't be long."
Gu Yi looked at the back of the summer night and raised his gaze to the moon on the horizon: "When there is change there."
"...the moon?" Stephen stunned: "Lunar eclipse?"
I think that the change that can be thought of is probably this. It is obvious that cultural edification is still insufficient. Otherwise, at least we must say a nine-star renju, ah, the moon, and so on.
The ancient one probably disliked Stephen's lack of culture and did not say anything.
Carrying his hands and looking at the top of his head.
Stephen followed.
After watching it for ten minutes, Gu Yi finally said: "Mr. Steven."

Hmm?
Stephen’s spirit was inspiring, thinking that the ancient one had to face the opportunity.
The look of the ancient one was very gentle and kind, and gently opened in a careless tone: "When are you going to go to sleep?"
"..."
Stephen can feel that the air seems to have solidified, and then use a more casual tone: "Now."
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The next day!
Caspian camp.
Xia Zhi night practiced his promise, sent Li Xiaomi to work, he went directly to the Caspian camp.
Half an hour before the meeting time, sitting in my room in the summer night, thinking about what I thought about yesterday.
The words of the ancient one are very interesting. Although they don’t look like they are up and down, there are always things that will be entangled.
The summer night was gradually sorted out and finally came to a conclusion.
"The so-called last piece of puzzle... is Dommam?"
The finger tapped on the table and then turned on the splitter in the summer night.
After a moment of gaze, there was a smile in his mouth: "So, it’s probably time to wait..."
"Just ~EbookFREE.me~ When referring to Natasha in the future, what does the phrase that Gu Yi said?"
Xia Zhiliang scratched his head gently: "Beginning, but also the end. Faced with destruction, after all, not reconciled... Who is unwilling? Is Natasha unable to do anything against the tyrant? Or... Some other existence? Is Natasha just the beginning? When will it come at the end?"
One by one, the thoughts rolled out and fell again and again.
This question was thought for one night last night, and he did not come up with a clue.
But the time to get the answer, the ancient one has been given, at least if you have never thought about it, when things develop to that time, everything will come to you.
The door was knocked, and the paper in front of him was taken up in the summer night. The thoughts moved, the flame rose, and a piece of paper turned into a fly ash.
Opening the door, Natasha waited outside the door: "Get started."