This time, Xinglu was not angry at all.
Just pure fear.
He put down the crystal and silently cut off the magical link with it.
Who is he, and who is the other party?
Just like playing chess, move the pieces in your hand.
Then, plan every step forward for yourself.
He felt that his clothes were cold and slippery, which was sweat.
It was dense cold sweat, and cold sweat came out of every pore on his body, as if the sweat glands had completely failed.
"Your Majesty." A desperate report came from the second crystal at this time.
"Unable to break out."
"Understood." The Dark Star commander didn't even want to move. He was completely defeated.
The enemy he had never met had defeated all his psychological defenses.
He didn't know what he should do to stay out of that person's calculations.
"Give up, give up." Xing Lu said word by word: "The person in charge of Operation Yancheng, Xing Lu, gives up the command, and the command of Group B is handed over to you."
"All decisions are yours to make."
"learn."
After saying this, he slumped down in his seat, panting heavily, like a fish starved of oxygen.
The cold sweat all over his body had completely soaked his clothes, and the cold and slippery touch was like countless poisonous snakes wrapping their cold bodies around him, making him almost breathless.
He raised his head and looked at Tianlan for the last time.
But he saw the last few dozen points of silver light, scurrying around like headless flies.
Group B, which had been broken into pieces, would be forced to turn back at every intersection as if they were being blocked by some unknown force.
But no one dared to take off into the air to escape - except for Ye Ye's hippogryph, the sky here was a forbidden area for everyone.
Another manifestation of the large number of hidden powerhouses living in this city is that they have installed countless air restrictions on their roofs. They are so terrifying that even the powerful people in the heavenly realm are not willing to test their abilities easily. .
Two quarters of an hour later, Team B was still imprisoned in the city, running exhausted at every intersection. It's like Ying Mei is imprisoned in Bird Hall with nowhere to escape.
They are the absolute elite of Dark Star, but at this moment, they can't even see the enemy's face clearly, and they are being repelled continuously.
"Your Majesty." Crystal made her final voice in silence: "Subordinate."
"Decided to surrender."
"I wish you good luck in martial arts."
Xinglu sighed, a long sigh.
This feeling of being suppressed and almost going crazy really made him collapse.
No matter what kind of efforts you make, no matter what kind of responses you make, the person opposite you will always be there.
I'm here for your aloof gesture.
"Fortunately, everything is over."
Xing Lu even slumped on the chair with some relief.
This is a private house in Ye Ye City, no one would doubt it.
But there is no one who might actually exist.
"Sorry." Qingyue's female voice sounded at the door: "No one thinks so."
Xinglu looked back in disbelief.
Lan Yaxin wore a capable magician's combat robe and stood calmly at his door. The moonlight cast a faint shadow behind the former genius girl and now the beautiful mentor.
"But this is on the premise that you go to the academy and sit down, otherwise." Lan Yaxin turned her head and blinked her eyes gently. Every move of this woman who is now out of the category of a girl still makes people feel astonished.
Even if you know that the woman in front of you is already twenty-nine years old, nearly ten years of coaching career has not left many traces on her, and her appearance is still like that of a girl.
"It's not over yet."
Beside her were two small men in white.
One has eye-catching short lavender hair, and the other is a child with black hair and black eyes.
Xinglu sneered.
He stood up from the chair, opened his left hand slightly, and a small silver staff slowly poked out from the void, and was gently held by his hand.
Even though he was completely defeated tactically by the unknown enemy, he was still willing to use a battle to end his failed plan.
The magister at the peak of the twenty-eighth level spoke with a sarcastic smile: "You are so brazen. How dare a humble existence at the twenty-fifth level speak like that in front of me?"
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Yesexi City
In front of the towering white stone archway, the captured personnel of Dark Star had been handed over to the mentor responsible for the handover.
So when Mo Xiaojing looked at the silver crystal spinning slowly in his palm, he couldn't help but sigh slightly, with emotion: "You are truly worthy of being the God of War."
"[The person who writes the ending]."
Ye Qing curled his lips. Although the girl had a little unpleasantness in the previous meeting, Ye Qing was such a cheerful guy, so after he apologized cleanly and apologized for his faults, the princess was still standing here. , as the grassroots commander on the front line.
Although she knew that this would also be a big mark on her resume, she was not happy at all and muttered: "Okay."
"I admit, that guy is much better than us."
Then Ye Qing pouted and whispered: "It's just that if you are so smart, you really won't die?
"I think so," she added quietly.
Bei Luan covered her mouth and smiled sweetly: "Even that adult dared to say bad things. Student Ge Qing is really willful."
Ye Qing made a proud face: "Anyway, he is commanding in one direction. He can't hear anything I say here."
Yeah, can't hear it, can't hear it.
listen……
A voice sounded leisurely.
"People don't become deaf when they get old."
A voice came from the silver crystal stone.
This is a sound that cannot be heard from the vicissitudes of life, as if coming from the battlefield, the desolate sound of wind that has penetrated countless broken swords and broken weapons.
"People who say bad things about old people can be heard from any distance."
Ye Qing was shocked and jumped back: "Hey, hey, hey, I was just joking, don't take it seriously, Mr. Military God?"
In front of that existence, Ye Qing, who had always been shy, could only be called the military god.
Even if she regained her status as a princess, she would not dare to make any mistakes in front of him.
That man was a contemporary of Emperor Yuantai and the founding father of the country.
He is the god of war.
It is a myth of invincibility.
Bei Luan suppressed a smile, and his lavender eyes were filled with a look that he couldn't bear to look at: "This, the Lord Military God cannot hear."
Ye Qing's face instantly turned dark: "Then why did he answer right after I spoke?"
Mo Xiaojing shrugged: "Because he is the God of War."
The guy pointed to his head and smiled: "Although I can't hear it."
"But guess, you can still guess."
Ye Qing was just about to say something when a huge noise suddenly came from the sky.
It was the crackle of fire.
There was a faint smell of gunpowder smoke falling from the sky.
Ye Qing suddenly turned around and looked at the sky.
Then he froze.
It's fireworks.
It’s countless fireworks.
It's countless fireworks, one after another rising and blooming in the Western City behind them.
Countless fireworks bloomed like flowers in the sky of this city of ice and snow.
It is grand and beautiful, as if the kingdom of heaven has come to earth at this moment.
The roaring explosions were accompanied by fireworks that looked like daylight. It seemed that someone had set off thousands of fireworks in the Western Market.
"So beautiful." Ye Qing murmured.
She is a peerless princess, but at the same time, she is also a quiet, narrow-minded, girlish, dead child.
"It is very beautiful."
Bei Luan also looked at the West Market, watching the rising firelight above and the twinkling lights in the sky. He nodded and smiled and said, "Watching fireworks on a night like this is really a feast for the eyes."
She raised her slender neck, tilted her head, and stared at the boy beside her with her lavender eyes.
At this time, the rigorous and meticulous vice president suddenly said with extraordinary charm: "Right, President Mo Xiaojingmo."
"That's natural." Mo Xiaojing answered with a calm smile. He raised his finger to the horizon to compare the height of the fireworks, and then touched his nose: "As a normal boy."
"Actually, I feel happy that I can watch the fireworks with these two girls." He said with a smile, and then added: "Although these two girls don't like me."
"Bei Luan likes the president very much." Bei Luan denied lightly.
Mo Xiaojing looked back amid the fireworks, his handsome and gentle face full of vague smiles.
This smile, even many years later, remains in the memory of these two girls and cannot be erased.
Because it's beautiful.
Because I can’t understand.
"What I mean by like is not what you mean by like."
Mo Xiaojing said this amidst the fireworks.
