I've Transmigrated to the Interstellar Era, So What's Wrong with Live Streaming to Shock the Huaxia?

Gu Xingmiao has transmigrated, waking up four thousand years later in an era where magic and technology coexist.

The divine system is shattered, and people four thousand years later do not be...

Chapter 208 Meeting Hou Yi Again

Although I know that these people's attacks on my body will not have any impact on my body.

But when facing these behemoths rushing towards them, any individual will subconsciously make some dodging movements, and Gu Xingmiao is no exception.

She pulled the weasel into a small corner, wanting to see what these people were going to do.

Although she had a vague sense of it in her heart, she still couldn't help but tighten her grip on the weapon in her hand.

Just when Gu Xingmiao thought she would continue to watch the entire scene in this state, she noticed that someone paused noticeably when passing by her.

The man's gaze fell on her from a distance.

Gu Xingmiao suddenly looked up, and his gaze met that person's completely.

Hou Yi——

Gu Xingmiao gripped the weapon in her hand even tighter, especially when she noticed that Hou Yi was clearly coming towards her.

Other gods could not see his existence, so why could Houyi discover his own body?

The thought flashed through her mind, but her body remained standing there, not moving.

Until Hou Yi actually walked in front of her, and even stopped about 1 meter in front of her——

The other person's dark eyes seemed to reveal a kind of scrutiny and assessment.

"You have my weapon." The words spoken in this magnetic and slightly hoarse voice were full of certainty.

Gu Xingmiao raised the Sun-Shooting Bow in her hand slightly forward and looked at the Hou Yi in front of her, who looked exactly like the one she had seen in the ancient dungeon. Her voice became softer: "Yes."

"This is also the weapon you gave me. You asked me to name it, and it's called the Sun-Shooting Bow." Gu Xingmiao.

The Sun-Shooting Bow flashed with a strange golden light, and at the same time, the bow and arrow in Houyi's hand also flashed with golden light.

The two bows flickered and made buzzing sounds, as if they were having a conversation.

Hou Yi in the copy remained calm after hearing what Gu Xingmiao said. He didn't seem to find it strange that Gu Xingmiao said this.

"This name sounds really good." Hou Yi chuckled, and then said with some emotion, "Sun-Shooting Bow..."

"But why are you here?" Houyi pondered for a moment before saying this, as if he felt that Gu Xingmiao's appearance here was an even more incredible thing.

"I……"

Gu Xingmiao was interrupted just after uttering a word, and hadn't even uttered his question.

Hou Yi just continued to look deeply at the Sun-Shooting Bow, and looked at Gu Xingmiao's expression with tolerance: "Forget it, this is not the place for you to come, go back."

Having said this, he seemed to turn around and leave, preparing to rejoin the main force.

"etc--"

Gu Xingmiao's tone was a little anxious, and the fingertips of his fingers holding the bow and arrow were white from the effort. "Where... is this place?"

Houyi stopped.

His expression seemed to have a hint of strangeness, and when the white light was cast on his face, it even had a hint of compassion.

"Go back."

Houyi still did not answer her question, but walked a little faster.

"Hey, what are you doing? Didn't this guy tell you not to stay here—"

The weasel was secretly peeking at the screen, his little brain frantically trying to figure out the relationship between the two, when he discovered that Gu Xingmiao suddenly started running.

"How can a pair of human legs like yours outrun these inhuman creatures? Stop chasing them! Don't you see that Hou Yi doesn't want you to catch up?"

Gu Xingmiao covered the weasel's mouth, not allowing this guy to say anything discouraging at this time.

If you can't rely on human legs, then you have to rely on some unconventional means.

Gu Xingmiao first took out a paintbrush, intending to directly draw whatever tool he needed.

But the paintbrush had not yet come to life in her hand. The Tang Chijin Dragon Brush, which had been kept in her bag and had never been used, kept flashing golden light in the palm of her hand.

The next second, the object in his hand came alive and turned into a huge dragon, even emitting a loud dragon roar.

The dragon in front of him was so huge that Gu Xingmiao felt that it would take dozens of himself to match the size gathered in front of him. Its extremely slender limbs and huge outstretched body looked like a legendary fantasy species.

Gu Xingmiao was stunned for a moment, but only for a moment before he straddled the dragon. He pressed against the dragon's scales, his voice becoming a little softer: "...Can you follow me?"

The giant golden dragon let out an even louder roar and leaped into the air to soar.

Perhaps because the old items were obtained by herself, she felt a deep connection with them.

Gu Xingmiao didn't say anything, but the dragon followed him very cleverly.

But the dragon was flying too fast, so she needed to crawl completely down to reduce the resistance as much as possible.

But even so, it was difficult for her to open her eyes while flying in the air, let alone the extremely petite weasel, which was almost blown away.

It had to hide in Gu Xingmiao's arms and barely managed to hold on.

"Besides me, have you raised any other living things?!" Huang Daxian said loudly, with a sour tone.

But the wind was blowing so hard that even the loudest sounds became intermittent.

"What did you say?" Gu Xingmiao also raised his voice a lot.

"I told you that you got another dog behind my back." Huang Daxian was a little exasperated.

"What did you say? I can't hear you--" Gu Xingmiao really couldn't hear anything. He could only barely see the little thing in his arms. It seemed that its mouth was opening and closing, and it was cursing.

I don't know what he is angry about.

The weasel felt tired.

The weasel didn't want to move.

The speed of this broken dragon flying is too fast——

But now he is also a great immortal who has sat on the back of a dragon. Thinking of this, he became a little more reserved and even wanted to straighten his body.

But after a while, the weasel was blown all over the place and could only continue to pull at Gu Xingmiao's clothes in a very embarrassed manner.

——Finally caught up.

The huge team was indeed moving in one direction.

And looking down from a high place, the farthest point in that direction was pitch black.

It's like these people are stepping into darkness.

"Xiao Huang, do you know that saying? It's better to make your own decisions than to seek divination from the gods..."

Gu Xingmiao seemed to have suddenly fallen into a state of mind and muttered to himself: "Reciting the Buddha's name and scriptures is not as good as having the ability..."

While she was saying these words, the Monkey King, who was lazing around in the middle of the team, paused for a moment, and his hand that was swinging the golden cudgel turned slightly.

He suddenly looked up in the direction of Gu Xingmiao.

There was no one there.

The Great Sage frowned.

...I clearly felt some fluctuation, and it was related to me. Hey, it's really strange.