Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love.

Chapter 492: How many messengers should I fight?



Chapter 492: How many messengers should I fight?

"boom!"

Emperor Xingtian fell on the table, with a big bump on his head that was still emitting heat.

The Grand Master Taibu pulled back his sleeves and snorted proudly, "I think you are the real Old Nine Gates."

Xing covered his head with his hands and his eyes were filled with a plea for mercy.

Who on earth created Fu Xuan? How could a civilian melee fighter be so amazing! This guy is cheating!

Sanyueqi squatted in front of Xing and laughed, "Since you have no strength, let's take a bath in the bathtub tonight~" Little Sanyue showed an expression of success.

The robin was not distracted by this little episode. His emerald eyes sparkled with curiosity. "What exactly is going on with this 'simulation'?"

Presumably this is what everyone really cares about. An Ming did not intend to hide it. He boiled a pot of sweet tea and brought it to the table, then began to tell everyone everything about Izumo. It was a story about nothingness and salvation.

After listening to the content of this simulation, even Xing couldn't help but fall into a long period of thought, and then he sighed twice and said: "It's really unforgettable every time."

"By this calculation, I don't know how many planets I have to save just to save the world."

Xing still admires An Ming very much. In many ways, he has to admit the value of this Shura Field ancestor. No wonder so many dream girls are devoted to him.

If it were her, she would have been madly in love with him and would not have had the time to make fun of March 7th like she is now.

San Yueqi's focus was particularly subtle. She muttered quietly, "Another Lingshi...How many Lingshis should I fight?"

When San Yueqi first heard about Raiden Mei, he didn't react much, until the word "Yellow Spring" popped up at the end, and then San Yueqi's world finally collapsed.

Finally, finally, has it become the Shura Field Starting Order? What should she do with a four-star guardian? Can she only squat in the corner and silently put on an ice shield with taunting?

The desire has never been as strong as it is now. Sanyueqi is determined to become stronger. No matter what, she must grow during this trip to Luofu.

Not for the Shura field, but also for the ability to protect the one you love!

Sanyueqi had a determined look in his eyes. He turned around and left the bedroom, rushed into Xing's room and jumped into the bathtub.

Looking at San Yueqi's back, Xing looked at An Ming and said weakly, "Well, if you two did that in the bathtub... just remember to clean it up. I will pretend nothing happened."

Xing's expression was subtle, as if she was being tricked. It was clearly her bathtub, so why did it become like March 7th?

Isn't this right?

"I didn't expect it to be Miss Huang Quan..." When mentioning the Miss Void Envoy, Robin was also deeply impressed. She had an equally outstanding performance when she was in Pinocchio, and was even the hero who broke the illusion of the Garden of Eden.

Fu Xuan's expression was a little awkward. He glared at An Ming fiercely and said, "You bad guy, I'm afraid you have already decided to go find the Yellow Spring!"

An Ming hurriedly helped the angry Black Cat to smooth its fur, and said soothingly, "Think about it, Xuan'er, when Huang Quan comes, won't that give us another way to punish Hua Huo? He's the Void Commander, more intimidating than the Red-hot Iron Cavalry."

This made Fu Xuan laugh. His beautiful amethyst eyes glared at An Ming unhappily, then he said proudly, "I don't care."

After hearing this, the little bird next to him silently added in his heart, "In fact, he cares a lot... He is worthy of being the number one tsundere of Star Train. This formula of tsundere is as natural as breathing."

Even a robin had to admit that Fu Xuan was simply a proud genius who could not compare to the truly gifted players.

"Xuan'er, you know me. I'm not that kind of person!"

An Ming held the soft Master Taibu in his arms with a righteous expression, and took out the promised item belonging to Yuque from the system warehouse.

Fu Xuan's originally angry look could not be moved away the moment he saw the peach blossom in An Ming's palm.

"Isn't this the peach blossom of Yuque?"

The peach blossoms in Yuque are different from those elsewhere. The petals are a beautiful pink color and the fragrance is more fragrant. It is sweet but not greasy, just like the sweet tea brewed by Anming.

Fu Xuan's expression was instantly moved. She pursed her lips and said softly, "Thank you. I'll accept it." She carefully put away the petal and naturally forgot the unpleasantness just now.

Before the robin could say anything, An Ming handed it the music score. When the little bird lowered its head and saw the five-line score clearly, its eyes suddenly became red.

That was the last piece of music her father left behind, and it was also the song she sang at the first concert in that small bedroom. It also symbolized her deep bond with Anming and Zhou Ri.

"Where are you from...?" Even the robin was so moved that he was speechless at this moment. This dress was not expensive, but it was extremely precious. It was so precious that no matter how luxurious the treasure was, it could not be replaced.

Fu Xuan came to his senses now. Although the IQ of a Taibu who is in love is often negative, it is hard not to be suspicious when An Ming brought out two of them in a row.

"Tell me the truth, how many dream girls are there in that simulation - um," Fu Xuan had just said half of his words when An Ming ruthlessly sealed them with the "Qin" seal. The little hands pinched An Ming's waist fiercely, but then felt a little distressed and let go.

Although the robin had some doubts in his heart, he was mostly moved when looking at the music score in his hand, so he didn't want to care about anything else.

It was three hours later when An Ming was the only one left in the bedroom. After smoothing Xuan'er's hair, he finally had time to rest.

An Ming sat on the sofa and took out his mobile phone. He found Huang Quan, whom he had just added not long ago, from the contact list and thought about his opening remarks for a long time. But before he could send the message, a new message popped up in the dialog box.

Huang Quan: "What's the matter?"

The most affectionate Starry Sky Train: "How did you know I was looking for you [Sweating soybeans on March 7th.jpg]"

Huang Quan: [Screenshot]

The picture clearly showed that the other party was typing right above the chat box, and An Ming spent nearly ten minutes typing and deleting just to think about his opening remarks.

This made An Ming so embarrassed that he wanted to find a void to hide in. If he had known earlier, he would have just started by asking "Are you there?"


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