The southern cross spiral arm of the Milky way, a common star system, is the fourth earth like planet around the star, which breeds human civilization.

In the early morning, the sun was shining through the morning fog into the wooden house beside the black pine forest, becoming pale and weak. On the bed by the window lay a strong blacksmith.

Andy anvil tries to open his eyes. It's a new day, a day without waves. There was a musty and rotten smell on the linen bedding. He was used to it, and even felt that the smell had been deeply soaked in his own body, just like those salted cheeses. The salty taste penetrated into the bone, and one bite could melt through the human tongue.

He sat up against the edge of the window and wrapped the quilt around him. His wife had already got up, but there was no sign of her. The fire pool didn't light up. There was no sunshine in the room. It was cold and wet, and the surface of the room seemed to be covered with fog. His farm tools were leaning against the opposite wall, and the cold metal light was twinkling like stars.

Andy rubs his palm hot and presses it on his back waist. It's not easy to wave a hammer. It's even more difficult to wave his wife. He's a blacksmith, not a blacksmith.

In a few days, we will deliver the customized farm tools to the customer's home.

He looked out of the window. On the north side of the hill, he saw his wife in a Linen Skirt drawing water. He silently watched her carrying a bucket and slowly walking back along the thin sheep intestine path. The grass with morning dew on both sides wetted her skirt.

The woman is back.

Andy asked, "did Jimmy get up?"

"He's still sleepy. I called him

"You tell him that if you don't get up again, I'll kick his ass." Andy frowned, his body finally warm up, he opened the quilt, dirty body surface is mostly hair, waist dangling a thin white cotton.

The wife went out to the next firewood room, and then the son's cry began to sound like a pig.

My son gets up and Andy drives him to do errands. Andy's going to continue to iron. He has two meals a day.

This is an ordinary and simple day for a country blacksmith.

It was also Andy's last day. That night, before going to bed, he saw a series of meteors across the night sky, falling on the horizon. Two hours later, he was pulled up from his bed by a group of bronze iron men and dragged all the way to the middle of the village. There were bodies all over the ground and blood filled the ditch. He saw that the women were loaded with flying iron boxes, and there were no left Next, people like him were slaughtered on the spot.

Andy is pressed to kneel on the ground, the butcher's knife is shining in the dark, his childish son's head tumbles on the ground not far away, falls into a pit, floats and sinks on the ground washed by blood, his wife's scream is very far away, and he's not sure if it's his wife's voice, he looks up again, the horizon, where the meteor falls, vaguely rises a straight metal Giant trees, blue light shrouded, twinkling Gemini hand in hand singing in the air, the hazy light is like the dawn scattered fish belly white.

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The spiral arm of the constellation Sagittarius in the Milky way, a common star system, breeds human civilization on the fifth earth like planet around the star.

The sun shines through the brown haze into the southwest corner of the dilapidated concrete building.

Chengpingke wakes up from his sleep. He fumbles for the bandage on his ribs. He doesn't continue to bleed. He is sure that he has survived.

The light of the early morning is projected from the broken window glass blurred by black grease, hitting the ground, forming a column of light surrounded by dust and smoke. The fine wind blows, and the tiny dust is also swimming, just like dandelion, like the graceful skirt of a ballet dancer. Chengpingke enjoys this scene.

Hiding in the shadow of the woman wearing a short black leather skirt came out, bright red as cherry high heels with echo.

"Chengpingke, the pursuit last night didn't put you in a desperate situation. It's really a famous white dragonfly who lost the league."

The man asked, "do you have any cigarettes?"

"Smoking affects physical recovery." As she said, she took out a woman's cigar. "Are you used to it?"

"Good." Cheng pingke took the cigar and drew a circle around the head with his right index finger. The air hissed and the cigar head fell. His facial expression relaxed and he held the cigar in his mouth. It was clear that there was no ignition, but the cigar ignited spontaneously.

"Your air flow control has reached level six?" Women have some surprises.

"Those who can't kill me will only make me stronger." Chengpingke grins and spits out half a cigarette ring.

Applause came from the door of the building. The Yellow haired man in the white air force uniform dragged his steps in. "That's good, little bug."

Woman Jiao run's complexion soon became pale, "Han Fei general will actually participate in this level of small action?"

Chengpingke's face is more ugly, can't tell is the injury or bad mood.

"Hand in the picture of the beast God. One wife, two mistresses, six children and two dogs in your family can live." Han Feiqi is a pragmatic man. He took over the task early this morning and spent three hours to capture all the family members of the target.

"Sir, do you want to take away the treasure I've stolen for nothing?""I'm afraid you can't afford to pay for a cheap man like you."

"Aren't you afraid that I will use my wishes here?"

"You don't have the blood of miracles. You can't pray for the beast God at all." Han Feiqi laughs, takes out the phone from his pocket, presses the hands-free button, and a young man yells from the loudspeaker, "you don't answer the question. In this case, kill your eldest son first. You love him most."

Chengpingke chews off the cigar, "don't push people too hard!" He listened to the call that end of the curse into a cry of panic, and then in a wind leaves rustle sound, silent.

"It's still not the answer." Han Fei was happy. "Look at how many relatives you have to dally with. I'm not in a hurry."

The air was silent, and the distorted voice from the phone was like a picture in the dark room. The scene was vaguely familiar.

Two pairs of jade dragonfly wings suddenly appear on chengpingke's pale cheeks. This change is called hanfeiqi's sneer, "do you want to work hard with me?"

Cheng pingke sneered. A year ago, it was rumored that the picture of the beast God, the national treasure of the Jinting Empire, was stolen by a gang of robbers of unknown origin. He got the picture from a young woman a week ago, who was the maid of the princess of the Jinting empire.

The animal God scroll itself is ordinary, but it is said that the person who gets the scroll can pray to the animal God as long as he has miraculous blood lineage, no matter how ridiculous the wish can be realized.

There are three wishes in total. In the six thousand years of history, two wishes have been used. The first one is to pray for the defeat of the enemy country. Sure enough, all the generals of the enemy country died on that day. The second one is to pray for their strength to be enhanced. The man with miracles at that time was the only one in history with thirteen levels of super power.

Chengpingke put his hand on his chest, a golden scroll flew out, the sun shining on the scroll, the animal God's body was wild, and his three eyes seemed to be alive. This posture shocked the onlookers.

Is this guy really carrying miraculous blood?

"I pray that all those who may be hostile to me will be destroyed."

At the end of the speech, a willow shaped spaceship with pasta like a mountain suddenly appeared over the city. The air waves emptied, and then the base opened, and the torrent of steel poured like rain.