The interstellar heroine kills the world of cultivation

After the two parties met, Fengyuan asked White Hughes to talk to her grandson, while she went to communicate with Du Zewen and others. The training status of the first batch of mecha preparatory warriors she selected for virtual machine training was monitored by her former subordinates.

Hearing that the soldiers had practiced well, Fengyuan was quite satisfied and said: "From tomorrow on, Zewen, you will be in charge. You divide the people into points, and assign a few people to each team, and take them all out for real-machine drills." . Anyway, there are barren mountains and ridges outside the camp, and the territory is large enough. The mechas will go directly to the gate of the mecha manufacturing factory tomorrow morning to collect them, and I will ask Ziwei to go to the site to distribute the certificates. "

The old men were very excited after hearing this.

It's really fun to stay in the training ground and use the resources provided by the general to upgrade like crazy, but since I haven't played for the general, I always feel a little weak. Now that they have finally been assigned a task, the old troops all expressed their positive attitude and said that they will train the new recruits well and strive to form combat capabilities as soon as possible.

Fengyuan asked: "Practice more on the joint attack formation. When the mecha team officially debuts, I will also broadcast it live on the All-Star Network, so don't let me down."

The old men said to themselves, why did the general become so interested in live broadcasting in this life?

But if the general wants to show off, then they must support the general! They all agreed with a smile.

Fengyuan seemed to see the thoughts of his old subordinates, glared at them and said: "Just for the last live broadcast of my mecha debut with His Highness, do you know how many rewards I received? It is enough to equip a fifty-man standard Mecha Squad. Live streaming is not only a promotion channel, but also a money-making channel. Have we forgotten the time in the last life when we had insufficient resources and reached out everywhere? "

When she said this, the faces of the old subordinates suddenly became solemn.

They just need to take the resources given by the general, train, improve, and become stronger. The general's burden is much greater.

Fengyuan: Suddenly I received another wave of luck. What happened to the old guys? When she mentioned Yuan Xiu and Mecha, shouldn't the old members be feeling aggrieved secretly?

In the evening, Fengyuan asked Yuan Xiu: "Do Mu Jun and the others still challenge you?"

Yuan Xiu nodded: "Look for it."

Fengyuan was a little hesitant: "I feel like your whetstone isn't very useful anymore."

Yuan Xiu had no choice but to deal with his provocative girlfriend: "Do you really like your old subordinates to fight with me?" In his heart, he was still willing to have a good relationship with Fengyuan's old subordinates.

Fengyuan thought about it and didn't care anymore: "Forget it, they will lead the team for field training starting tomorrow, and there will be no chance to fight with you."

He also said: "There are quite a few of your shadow guards who have broken through to A level now. I plan to let them go to the virtual machine for training." Fengyuan prepared for them the heavy-duty mecha "Iron Wall", which uses violent output route.

Yuan Xiu also told Fengyuan what he had done: "The Hairen military mentioned to me the upgrade of the detection system, and Bosch also heard about it. Now they seem to know your identity, Fengyuan, and that you are a machine Great master."

Fengyuan didn't care: "It's more conducive for me to collect the power of luck."

Yuan Xiu added: "There is also the Awakening Potion. The two major federations must have heard about the grand occasion of us using the Awakening Potion to awaken our spiritual power a few days ago. They told me that in addition to the previously agreed upon exchange quota, they also wanted to purchase an additional one. batch."

Fengyuan also said yes: "This batch of medicine can be exchanged for the medicinal materials I designated."

The two exchanged business matters and then went to bed together.

Feng Yuan's power of luck has increased a lot recently, and Feng Yuan couldn't help but wonder, besides sublimating and condensing the potion and using it as the energy power of the meditation enhancement room, what other uses could be found?

As she was concentrating on her thoughts, she ignored the original cultivator beside her.

Seeing that there was no daily intimate interaction in the evening, Yuan Xiu felt uncomfortable, so he tentatively put his hand over. When Feng Yuan thought about the problem, he reached out and slapped Yuan Xiu's hand away, saying angrily: "Don't make trouble."

Original editor: I feel so wronged.

Fengyuan was not aware of the grievances of the people around her, and was still thinking about her sudden idea: What kind of changes would happen if the power of luck was mixed into energy weapons? How to blend in? Is the power of luck added to the energy, or is it added during the formation of the energy bomb?

By the time she straightened her thoughts, almost an hour had passed.

Such a long time is enough for Yuan Xiu to think about it a hundred times. When Fengyuan raised her eyes, she saw her boyfriend looking at her with a vague sadness in his eyes.

Fengyuan: What's going on?

She reached out and touched Yuan Xiu's face: "Xiao Xiu, what's wrong?"

Her movements seemed to break the spell that sealed Yuan Xiu's body and froze him. His Highness the Fifth Prince rushed over and hugged her tightly, feeling unspeakably aggrieved.

He couldn't tell Fengyuan that in this hour, he had imagined all kinds of terrible situations of being rejected and ignored by his girlfriend. Siyi couldn't help but go back to the past life and review that hopeless secret love.

Yuan Xiu didn't think too deeply about the previous random thoughts. He only thought that he and Fengyuan weren't close enough at that time and didn't feel safe enough. But at this time, Yuan Xiu suddenly discovered that there was something wrong with his psychology.

No matter how sweet and close he is to Fengyuan, if there is any slight disturbance, he will quickly fall into a state of pessimism and despair, unable to control his thoughts.

Logically speaking, Fengyuan stayed with him every night during this period, which gave him a sense of security. However, Fengyuan just refused his intimacy that night, and this false sense of security quickly dissipated like a mirage after seeing the sun.

After realizing that he was mentally ill, Yuan Xiu became even more pessimistic.

He is no longer worthy of the goddess, and he still has mental illness. How long can Fengyuan tolerate him?

Yuan Xiu also wanted to work hard to adjust himself, but he couldn't. Looking at the girl next to the pillow, she was obviously so close and within reach, but Yuan Xiu just didn't dare to reach out and hug her. He was afraid of being rejected by Feng Yuan again. He was afraid that his reaction would be difficult to conceal and might accelerate Feng Yuan's dislike of him.

But Fengyuan is such a keen person. My boyfriend's mood is very wrong. How can he hide it if he wants to? Feng Yuan suddenly understood when he thought about it, and asked Yuan Xiu with a smile: "I just told you to stop making trouble, and why are you so wronged?"

Yuan Xiu buried his face in Fengyuan's hair and denied vaguely: "No grievance."

Fengyuan stretched out his hand to caress the young man's vest, and asked softly: "Are you really not wronged?"

Yuan Xiu let out a dull sigh.

Feng Yuan reached out and pinched his waist, scolding him lightly: "Yuan Xiaoxiu, you can't learn to be honest, can you?"

After that night on the starship, the two got along quite sweetly at night. But that night, Fengyuan was merciless in punishing Yuan Xiu. He lit fires everywhere with great proficiency, making Yuan Xiu extremely emotional, and then imprisoned him in a space. The last time Fengyuan punished Yuan Xiu like this, he was already intolerable even before he started eating meat. Now that Fengyuan punished him like this again, Yuan Xiu really couldn't bear it.

He demanded in a trembling voice: "A-Yuan, A-Yuan, please let me go..."

Fengyuan had no intention of coddling him this time: "Tell me, what are you thinking about again?"

Yuan Xiu couldn't say it: "A Yuan..."