Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love

"The circle is drawn as a fingerprint, imprinted on my lips~"

"No, what are you doing?"

"The bitter kiss marks of memories are tree roots... Hush, don't talk, this is the pre-swing of chanting that An Ming taught me, and I will take down all these small creatures of the rift world after I finish the buff."

March, with a pale face, felt that the future of the train group was dark, but A Xing smiled indifferently.

As long as you hold the bat in your hand, it is not the time to give up, this is the true pioneering will!

After saying that, Xing snorted coldly, and his eyes showed a little frost.

The power of destruction, refined in an instant!

At this moment, the pioneering will converged into a single ambition, and thousands of destructive forces were imposed on the body.

"Step forward--!"

"This time, I will press my life into the bat!"

In front of him, the virtual soldier who was mostly used in the novice tutorial level tilted his head, as if pointing at himself and saying, "Ah, me?"

Qingque looked at Danheng and Sanyueqi with a strange expression, "If you don't understand, just ask, do you Wumingke need such a long pre-chant when you play a flat attack?"

Danheng held Jiyun in silence for a long time. For a moment, he couldn't think of how to complain. After all, this was not his strong point. He turned around and raised his right foot to kick Uncle Hantui's raised buttocks, "Don't play tricks."

"If you don't know, you would think you are Nanook!" Sanyueqi complained unhappily with his hands on his hips. It's better to say that the real God of Destruction is probably not as majestic and domineering as the Star in the lines.

Winning the lines is also winning, don't ask, the answer is to show momentum first, and win is numb!

"March, use normal attacks to reduce the enemy's toughness! Dan Heng, take out Chang Meng Yi Jue to apply a deceleration debuff to a single enemy, and finally I-"

"Rules are meant to be broken!"

Seeing the terrifying aura of destruction condensed on the bat, Xing's figure was like a dragon, flashing in front of the virtual soldier, and smashing down on the head.

With the toughness returning to zero and breaking the defense, the effect of this attack was particularly amazing!

The world-shattering creature turned into ashes and dissipated in the trembling, and Xing seemed to see the MVP settlement screen pop up in front of him.

"The three of us are really amazing!" Xing was about to open the champagne happily, when he saw Qing Que slashing out three blue sword auras on the side, and the virtual soldiers on the opposite side fell to the ground like harvesting wheat.

"Huh? What's wrong? This thing won't revive?" Qingque scratched his head in discomfort, "Otherwise, it only takes one sword, and the sword energy behind it is all suppressed."

Xing: "?"

March Seven patted Xing's shoulder helplessly, "Don't worry, what if you can unlock a new destiny when you look back? When you have gathered the seven major destinies, you will definitely become a star master."

High EQ says that the future is bright, low EQ says, it's a waste.

Xing is very skeptical about this. The element collector next door didn't seem to be very strong in the later stage. What if she is at her peak now?

March Seven has a good mentality. If Qingque is there, the rift can basically walk sideways. She can also guess that this is probably what An Ming meant, otherwise Qingque would have no reason to follow so closely.

Thinking of this, March Seven couldn't help but mutter in his heart. If he really wanted to protect her, why didn't he come in person? I'm afraid he was still busy dating Miss Liuying.

With his pretty eyebrows slightly frowned, Sanyueqi felt that he had become so strange. As long as he could seal the star core, it would be fine. Why did he always have uncontrollable fantasies?

"Now, it's your turn to speak," Danheng turned and looked at the bound Sangbo, who could only laugh awkwardly.

"I'm not worried that you will be caught by the Iron Guards, so I'm doing this. I, old Sangbo, have no bad intentions at all!"

Sangbo said that with loyalty, and his face was full of "I am irreconcilable with the Iron Guards, everything is for the Star Dome Train!"

Xing clicked his tongue twice, "We are the head of the Beloberg Iron Guards, brother, you are the challenger."

"?" A question mark popped up above Sangbo's head. It's been less than a day, and the brothers in front of him have been promoted to officials? Is there a problem with the process somewhere?

I thought they were good partners who shared the same hatred and enemies, but who would have thought that they would join the enemy camp in the opposite direction. How could the balance of this game be so bad!

"I understand. You don't know what those people did in the Lower City. It's okay. It's not too late for you to find your way back."

"What Lower City?"

March Seven blinked. They had never heard of the underground in Beloberg. Could it be that there were other areas besides the administrative district?

"It's the kind of thing that is common in movies and TV dramas, where the upper class exploits the lower class, like this?"

Xing didn't feel anything, which surprised March Seven. How many fish this guy had touched on the train is still a mystery.

"The internal film and television resources of the space station that An Ming sent me are permanent VIP, 8K HDNo ads," Xing shrugged. Anyway, there was nothing to do on the train. It was impossible to have a pillow fight every day.

Obviously, the avatar of that account was Esta.

"Ski, I'm glad you thought of coming to rescue us, but I don't like the tone of your words just now."

"Only Xing can threaten others on the Star Dome Train," Xing squatted in front of Sambo, put the bat on the snow, and said in a sincere tone: "You'd better be obedient and don't be clever."

Sambo: "?"

He was a little confused about who was really happy. Why did he feel that this person was much happier than him from just now.

You also want to be watched by the God of Fun?

"What do you want to say?"

"Well... lead the way!"

Xing smiled, picked up the bat and patted Sambo on the shoulder, "We Wumingke will not threaten others casually, we should communicate in a friendly way, right? "

March Seven covered his face and didn't know how to complain. He always felt inexplicably embarrassed. How much weird knowledge did An Ming instill in Xing!

Do you need to know so many stalks to write a novel? No wonder he can write a masterpiece like the succubus March Seven!

The young Qingque has never seen someone as interesting as Xing. He thought that the interstellar journey of the master and this group of people must not be boring.

"Dear brave unknown guests, please follow old Sangbo and continue to move forward," Sangbo laughed dryly a few times, and under Xing's friendly eyes, he began to continue his unfinished driver duties.

"Speaking of which, can't you change the flavor of your bomb?" Xing blinked and thought for a moment, "If I were you, I would change it to stinky tofu and fermented bean curd, and the effect will be guaranteed to be outstanding."

Sangbo's mouth twitched slightly, wouldn't that be not happy at all, and the rose was surprising enough.

Xing carried the bat and continued to hum "Circles are outlined into fingerprints~"