The sword shadows are intertwined, and the sword qi that is slashed at will is like the frost and dew of the early morning, condensing but not dissipating.
Mo Chen retracted his sword.
"Bang bang.
Qingque clapped his hands vigorously on the side, and his little face was excited.
is worthy of being a retired boss, and even collecting the sword is so calm.
So handsome!
"See clearly?"
"Didn't see ——! clearly"
Qingque smiled cutely, rightly arrogant.
With her energetic movements, the hem of the pleated skirt lifted slightly.
The red knots tied to the dominoes swayed, faintly shining like stars.
On the obviously shrunken dominoes, the sword marks are inscribed, and finally form a cute tufty pattern.
It was the talisman that Mo Chen gave to Qingque.
“... Very good.
Mo Chen chuckled lightly and motioned for Qingque to come over.
The lively maiden trotted up to him, then leaned down -
took a piece of chilled watermelon.
"Ahh Well, good times!"
the green finch held the watermelon in her little hand, and her sparkling eyes were full of happiness.
The original ordinary watermelon became cold and sweet under the influence of the cold sword qi.
I feel like the whole person has come to life~
"Slow down, there's a lot more."
Mo Chen smiled and shook his head, there was nothing he could do with this simple girl.
It's hard to be a green finch, I just like to touch fish, and I was detained here for a long time.
So....
"Oh, the melons of this Tianbo business group are really good, full of juice and endless aftertaste.
Jing Yuan leaned over, hugged Mo Chen's shoulder quite enthusiastically, and took a big bite of watermelon.
Take the lead in eating melons during work, it's cool.
"The general seems to be quite idle.
Mo Chen glanced at him and asked deliberately.
Split melons for green sparrows, what kind of fun are you going to make.
"What kind of expression is this, I obviously brought it.
Jing Yuan covered his chest, looking very hurt.
Senior Mo, you have instructed me, and it can be regarded as a friendship of inheritance.
Why is he so indifferent to him after retirement, but he is so good to the Qingque girl that people envy!
As General Xianzhou, Jing Yuan is very sad.
This is a lie.
"Miss Qingque, this friend of mine is a martial artist, and I will entrust you to take good care of it in the future.
Jing Yuan smiled, he was happy to eat melons.
Eating melons in every sense of the word.
"General, I don't think you like to combine work and rest at work... Oh, what a wise leader~"
Qingque said obediently while eating melons.
She must be on par with the leaders!
Refers to eating melons and fishing, and listening to small songs during working hours.
"Haha... Miss Qingque, look at your red knot is very extraordinary, can you let General Ben palm his eyes?"
Jing Yuan saw that the time was ripe, and he couldn't hold it back.
The sword intent carved by the ink senior, that is an existence that can hurt the star god, no less than the blessing of the star god...
Only those who have really seen him draw his sword on the battlefield can understand what kind of power is contained in the small domino of the blue sparrow.
"I'm sorry General, this was given to me by the big guy.
Qingque looked at Mo Chen happily, and his tone was innocent.
A unique gift, it's useless for the general to envy~
Jing Yuan: "Hmm... I want to too..."
Mo Chen: "No.
Jing Yuan: "I'm the Divine Ce General!" Why
was he beaten by the sword intent every time he came into contact with the sword intent to delay the demon yin body.
Unfortunately, he has lived for hundreds of years, and he has been beaten for the last hundred years.
Mo Chen: "So?"
The corners of Jing Yuan's mouth twitched, and he only felt that his whole person had become gloomy.
It turned out that he was the superfluous one.
In short, I am very envious.
Senior Mo, your differential treatment is too obvious!
"Hmph, General, you can't be spoiled by the green sparrow.
Fu Xuan stood beside Jing Yuan with his waist crossed, puffing out his face solemnly, a small one.
What kind of sin did she create, and she met a boss and subordinates like Jing Yuan Qingque.
You are not allowed to touch the fish!"
Fu Qing came to taste, the melon cut out by my friend is very good. "
Watermelon or something, I—I'm not interested!"
a moment later.
“... Thank you.
Fu Xuan shrank beside Mo Chen, blushed and divided the watermelon into small pieces, put it in a paper cup, and ate it in small bites.
If it weren't for the need for sugar after divination, she wouldn't have eaten it.
"Lord Taibu, you seem to be smiling very happily.
"Qingque, what are you talking about——!!"
Taking advantage of the two women's fighting, Jing Yuan grabbed Mo Chen's shoulders and stayed away from the crowd.
"Senior Mo, there are preliminary results.
Jing Yuan's face was serious and he lowered his voice.
"How to say.
Mo Chen ate the melon, and said vaguely in his mouth.
Jing
Yuan is helpless, senior, you are too calm.
"This incident is inseparable from the secret legend of the Medicine King lurking inside Luofu. "
Whether there is really a fertile order behind the scenes, there are still too few clues.
"Hmm.
"Now I'm afraid that there is a star core, which has been quietly buried in Luofu. "
..."After
a moment of silence.
Jing Yuan took a deep breath and asked softly
, "After all, the timing is too coincidental, Senior Mo, how many Extinction Lords have you had a holiday with?"
"Counting the ones that I cut down, there are a lot."
Mo Chen ate the watermelon and spit out the seeds.
I looked down and counted.
When he fought with Nanuk, the god of destruction, who knows how many Extinction Maharajas didn't run away.
Jing Yuan: "..."I
can't talk anymore this day!"
"In short, Senior Mo, you can't unsheath your sword now, and there will be a lot of trouble."
Jing Yuan's expression was solemn.
With the blessing of the Hunting God Monarch, he naturally understood this feeling.
If he loses the Divine Monarch, then his combat effectiveness will definitely be broken.
Replaced with a sword-covered ink senior....
The sword of a swordsman, that's the second life.
"Then it's troublesome for General Jing Yuan to protect me, a retiree.
Mo Chen glanced at Jing Yuan and said with a smile.
As for how much combat power he has left now, who knows.
"Oh, it's hard.
Jing Yuan shook his head with a smile and muttered
, "Fu Qing told me that you encountered a Xingcha, and this is why you fell into the trap. "
The Rift related to the destruction can also remotely control the Star Chariot, and bypass the technical supervision of the Tianbo Division and the vigilance of the Taibu Division..."
"
The evening breeze is cold, and it only adds a little bleakness.
Jing Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he already had a little more murderous intent.
"The Maharaja of Extermination—the Iron Tomb. "
As a doomer with hacking technology, it can destroy a technologically powerful planet in an instant.
The most recent shot, the industrial planet called Balanza, has been completely paralyzed.
All external defenses were seized, and they switched to firing at their own people.
When the planet is destroyed, not even the Iron Tomb itself can be seen.
Tybras calculates that the planet's probability of defeating the Iron Grave is infinitely zero.
"
It's terrible.
Mo Chen ate the melon, his face expressionless.
Truly scary.
He's a retiree who can't even play with a mobile phone.
"Senior Mo, I'm a little nervous!"
"Isn't there a divine general to protect me?"
"..."Jing
Yuan sighed, this is a destruction order.
If there were a few more orders, he wouldn't be able to resist it.
"By the way, has Senior Mo seen Master Jingliu?"
"No. "
Ahem... Mo Senpai, you know, she occasionally... Can't restrain your emotions. "
It's like a sick girl.
Mo Chen: ....
What do you mean by this lively look in your boy's eyes?