Chapter 434: Chapter 212: Refusing to Acknowledge, Suspected Old Acquaintance Returns (Part 2)
"Nonsense! Never mind where your friend came from or if she can eliminate the Insect Race, just when she suddenly appeared is..." Just as he was speaking, that person abruptly raised his hand and pulled Yongping from Gu Ningzhi’s hand. The blade swept through the air and suddenly clashed with another knife, producing a crisp buzzing sound. Witnessing this scene, the three of them were stunned...
The strange woman and Gu Ningzhi were puzzled as to how a living person suddenly appeared in what was originally an empty space, while Su Jiameng, who had been transported here, was staring blankly at the knife clashing with her Cross Saber... This is...
"Yongping?" Su Jiameng exclaimed in surprise. The opponent didn’t give her any time to react. A cold gleam attacked again, which she blocked with "Xihe", deftly diverting Yongping’s blade momentum to another side, and then, with lightning speed, struck the opponent’s wrist acutely.
Yongping slipped from the hand and drove directly into the ground a meter away. The blade slightly quivered, and the light humming sound reverberated loudly.
"How do you know the name of this knife?" the woman slightly frowned, staring at Su Jiameng’s face for a while. This face bore some resemblance to someone in her memory before disfigurement, which made it easy to confuse at first glance. However, she quickly woke up, her eyes cold as a snake, staring at the other party, "And... when did you appear here?"
"Let’s put these questions aside for now, how did Yongping end up in your hands!" Su Jiameng glanced at a certain inconspicuous mark on Yongping’s blade, her heart tensing. The Cross Saber had that style, and the chance of two knives looking alike was high. But no matter how alike they were, it wouldn’t be to the point where even such small details were identical! Clearly engraved on the blade was her enlistment number from before!
Upon hearing Su Jiameng’s question, the person had a moment of realization, quickly pressing her dry lips, nervously clutching the hand hidden under the cloak. Because she was not within the Qiming Star domain and was far from the Human Alliance, she entirely gave up concealing the fluctuation in telekinesis...
Recognizing Yongping, possessing telekinesis abilities, resembling that person in looks, similar hand skills... a terrifying idea sprouted in her heart, urging her to run away. But she knew clearly that she couldn’t run now! If she ran, she would expose herself. After all, the famous Major General Su, who has roamed the battlefield, wasn’t a person without strategy... was she, Su Jiameng?
Su Jiameng looked at the person in front of her, fragmented scenes floating in her mind. Looking at this thin person, she couldn’t help but think of someone she had not thought of for decades. But that person had a congenital anemia making them look unspirited, not as this person, who emitted a gloomy and decadent aura, appearing as if life held no meaning.
"This knife... I picked it up by chance from the wreckage of a broken Mecha." The strange woman slowly said, while Gu Ningzhi widened his eyes slightly beside her. He quickly understood that the other party was trying to deceive Su Jiameng!
According to her previous statement, she clearly was familiar with the previous owner of Cross Saber, Yongping, but now she said she picked it up herself. Why lie, or is she just lying to Su Jiameng? How did Su Jiameng instantly recognize the knife named Yongping? Moreover, how did this woman come here from the Qiming Star countless light-years away?
"Picked up?" Su Jiameng furrowed her brows, very skeptical about the statement, "Do you think I will believe that?"
The strange woman naturally knew this couldn’t dispel the other party’s doubts, but she held an absolute reason to make Su Jiameng believe, "Well, I also found the knife’s owner in that Mecha wreck, seemingly named Han Yeming..."
Han... Yeming? Upon hearing this name, Su Jiameng almost couldn’t hold the "Xihe" in her hand. How many years had it been since she heard this name? Her childhood friend and battle companion whom she could entrust her life, later becoming estranged rivals? She recalled from the previous life’s news that after forgetting to take Yongping, the knife seemed to fall into Han Yeming’s hands...
If the person in front didn’t lie... it seems Han Yeming also inexplicably came to this world?
"He is thoroughly dead, his body seemingly bitten by something, the death scene was horrific..." The strange woman continued narrating flatly, then asked, "You could call this knife by name, do you know that person named Han Yeming?"
"I don’t know!" Su Jiameng rebutted directly without thinking and then realized her tone and attitude were too aggressive, so she softened and said, "I recognize Yongping by a coincidence. Seeing it again here naturally surprised me..."
Gu Ningzhi looked at the two women deceiving each other in front of them, inexplicably feeling like he was excluded to another world.
"My name is Gong Yulu..." former codename 336073, "Nice to meet you, what is your name?"
"Su Jiameng." Extending her hand, that person’s hand was chillingly cold, weak, and frail, with many undeclined needle marks and slight bruising on the exposed arms, "Are you... the current owner of Yongping?"
"Yes." The other party restrained the urge to withdraw her hand, "This is a fascinating knife, without it, I might have died here."
Su Jiameng nodded noncommittally, then turned to Gu Ningzhi, asking, "Is the reason you came to find me because of this guy?"
The "Mother Tree," that had grown to an Insect General level near Insect General level, was indeed troublesome. Fortunately, Yongping was there, or else the two staying here in the domain surrounded by "Child Trees," wouldn’t that be courting death? At least it wouldn’t be possible to sit here leisurely enjoying the view.
"Uh... although I don’t know if it’s the Insect Race, but... its behavior indeed resembles the Insect Race you described greatly." Gu Ningzhi turned a thought and covered Gong Yulu’s slip from before, playfully winking at her surreptitiously.
"It is the Insect Race, and a particularly valuable one at that. You’ve made a big fortune this time..." Su Jiameng identified the direction, drew the "Xihe," and told the two, "Wait here; I’ll go deal with this thing first!" (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to give recommendation votes, monthly tickets; your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com for reading.)
