This scumbag is cheating

Chapter 262 Do You Need To Wash Your Hair Before Going To Kill Someone?
Lan Xiaowei looked up at the sky: "A few days ago, my mother called me and asked me to bring my sweetheart back with me."

Ning Xiansi covered her mouth and smiled, "Yo, it can't be the one next to you..."

Lan Xiaowei smiled, but didn't speak.

Ning Xiansi glanced at Wang Xiaohua, then seemed to be looking at Lu Xiaochuan, and said meaningfully: "Girls can wait when they are young, but don't make them wait too long."

Lan Xiaowei blushed and said, "Understood, goddess of lovesickness."

Looking at the clear sky, his eyes were a little hollow.

This is the last battle.

Either all human beings go home and find their own mothers, or there will be a "boom", the earth will be destroyed, people on the other side of the Pacific will see Hades, and people on the other side of the Atlantic will see God.

Walk down the street.

Ning Xiansi suddenly turned her head and said to Lu Xiaochuan: "You don't have a feeling."

"Yes, every time I am constipated, I feel unwell." Lu Xiaochuan said.

Whoosh, the cold wind blows.

Ning Xiansi shuddered: "...It's so cold."

"We seem to follow them and grow up overnight." Ning Xian thought.

Lu Xiaochuan regained his seriousness, "Yes. Not long ago, everyone was still studying at school.

The turmoil in 1999 made our growth come too fast...

After all, growing up always involves tearing something apart. "

Ning Xiansi fell silent, as if shocked by Lu Xiaochuan's words.

Walking under a ruined city wall, Wang Xiaohua rolled up, sat on it, opened her arms, and shouted to the sky: "I fight every day, and I haven't even been in love yet!"

Lan Xiaowei smiled, "Me neither, do you have someone you like?"

Wang Xiaohua blinked, "Yes, he's a fool."

She sat at the head of the city, shaking her feet, watching the setting sun in the distance.

Lan Xiaowei thought about it, fool?
Isn't that Bai Xiaofei, the commander of the High School Ten Thousand Schools Alliance?
His face was a little unhappy, and then he said: "If you have anything to say, I can pass it to him for you."

Wang Xiaohua was thinking about something, and smiled slightly: "Tomorrow, it's finished, you help me give it to him."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Lu Xiaochuan and Ning Xiansi shouted in their hearts at the same time: "Two fools!"

The picture in front of me flickered, and the next evening came.

Wang Xiaohua and Lan Xiaowei were assigned the same fighter plane.

Wang Xiaohua walked out of the bathroom and took a hasty shower. Her hair was loose on her shoulders, and she looked wet, giving her a special sense of beauty.

Lu Xiaochuan has been on the battlefield for a long time, he is not surprised, and asked suspiciously: "Xiao Hua, do you still need to take a shower and wash your hair before you go to kill someone?"

Wang Xiaohua: (￣▽￣)／

"Monarch God, let me ask you, if I die, will you die too?"

"Yeah." Lu Xiaochuan replied, "Don't worry, you won't die with me here."

Wang Xiaohua: "Then I'm dead, will you blame me?"

Lu Xiaochuan said seriously: "No, that means I didn't protect you well."

Can the NPC be blamed for the mission failure?
"Monarch God, I think..." Wang Xiaohua said through voice transmission in her heart.

After listening to her words, Lu Xiaochuan nodded, smiled and stroked her hair: "You are such a fool."

"By the way, this note is for him..." Wang Xiaohua took out a small piece of paper, a sly look flashed in her eyes, "Monarch God, would you like to leave a few words for Lan Xiaowei's patron saint as well. "

"Why should I leave her a message?" Lu Xiaochuan frowned slightly.

"Oh oh oh...then don't regret it." Wang Xiaohua held the note, "Monarch God, do you have other reasons for supporting me so unhesitatingly, for example, you don't want someone to die..."

Hehe, woman.

Lu Xiaochuan took the note and said calmly, "Just because I am your patron saint."

He sighed in his heart: "We are different. We died, but the mission failed...

But the NPC is dead, will it be reborn?

You who are affectionate and thoughtful are really just NPCs in the game? "

The note was written in a beautiful pen. Lu Xiaochuan reached out and used the law of conservation of skill energy to grab a pencil on the table not far away.

"Hey hey hey... The arrogant Monarch God, I've hit the mark..."

"No. I just encrypted it for you."

Lu Xiaochuan painted the entire paper in black.

Wang Xiaohua smiled sweetly, and gave a thumbs up, "Jun Shen, you are really amazing."

Lu Xiaochuan looked up, but saw the sadness flashing in Wang Xiaohua's eyes.

A rally whistle came from a distance, and it was time to set off.

Wang Xiaohua tied a neat ponytail and smelled of shampoo on her body. Looking at Lan Xiaowei, she smiled and said, "Here."

Lan Xiaowei was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Wang Xiaohua, you are so powerful, even the CIA can't decipher your love letter."

"Damn you, it was painted with a pencil and can be erased with an eraser."

Lan Xiaowei nodded, "Okay, time is running out, I will keep your love letter, Bai Xiaofei, for the time being."

Ning Xiansi looked at Lu Xiaochuan curiously, trying to get an answer, "What is that?"

"Nothing." Lu Xiaochuan said.

"cut!"

……

This is the evening of December 1999, 12.

Many years later, recalling that evening in 1999, I still have the scent of jasmine in my nasal cavity.

The fighter plane turned off its high-power engine, and slowly drove towards the sky under the darkness of night.

Lu Xiaochuan looked out the window and saw that he was already flying very high.

In all directions of them, there are countless fighter planes flying, looking out like this, it is very spectacular.

Lu Xiaochuan knew that this was the last battle, as long as he kept Wang Xiaohua's life, he could pass the dungeon smoothly.

Wang Xiaohua suddenly said: "I remembered, when I first joined the neighborhood committee."

"Huh?" Lan Xiaowei was puzzled.

"At that time, my aunt often left me to work overtime. I was the only one writing the report, and you stayed and sat next to me rubbing dumpling wrappers. Isn't it similar to now?"

"A bit like."

Then, both of them were silent.

Lan Xiaowei knew that this was a journey with no return, Wang Xiaohua was sitting in the driver's seat, and the pressure in her heart was greater than affirming herself.

The fighter plane avoided the intercepting flying saucer and was still some distance away from the alien's mothership.

When we got here, we were already in a safe area, and we could see the real face of the mothership after breaking through the protective cover in front.

Just wait for the final order to be issued.

The atmosphere was particularly depressing, Wang Xiaohua turned on the radio, and Eason Chan's "Ten Years" was playing in it.

"If there is no requirement for tomorrow, holding hands is like traveling.

There are thousands of doors, and there is always one person who has to go first.

Since the embrace cannot stay, why not when leaving,
Tears while enjoying.

Ten years ago, I didn't know you, you didn't belong to me.

We are still the same, by the side of a stranger.

......"

Wang Xiaohua suddenly smiled and joked, "Why don't we elope."

Lan Xiaowei laughed, "How old are you this year? Have you ever played the game of Jiajia?"

Wang Xiaohua countered: "Where is it like you, making dumplings every day, like a big man at home."

Then, the two remained silent again, and the fighter plane slowly drove towards the mothership along the established trajectory.

(End of this chapter)