Interstellar journey to another world

Mo Ci forced himself to calm down and felt it carefully again. Fortunately, not bad, he was still at the first level of Qi Refining and had not lost his cultivation.

Mo Ci sat cross-legged with great effort and quickly ran his exercises, attracting the little bits of spiritual energy in the air to him.

An hour later, he stopped exercising and looked inside his Dantian again. At this time, the spiritual energy cyclone was already the size of an egg. He thought that if he practiced a few more times, it would be as good as yesterday.

Mo Ci felt relieved at this moment and was in the mood to find out the reason. He didn't go out in the afternoon and didn't encounter anything special!

His eyes swept over the stone chips on the table. Could it be because of the pendant carved in the afternoon? Come to think of it, there is no other reason. Just say why it's so silky and smooth, it turns out it's at the expense of your own spiritual power!

Mo Ci was on the verge of crying but suddenly thought of the price, wow, he was going to lose blood!

No, the sacrifice is so big this time, it must not be sold cheaply.

Eagerly entering the background, uh... I made a mistake while busy and forgot to set the price.

Looking at these five beautiful pendants, Mo Ci gritted his teeth and decided to price each pendant at 3 credit points. Someone should, maybe, maybe someone would like it!

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In the boundless universe, a spaceship quickly passed through the space migration point and reached the third star field.

The slender boy with a cold face lay down on the bed, glanced at the light head that kept ringing, smiled coldly, and his eyes were full of disdain. This woman really didn't want to cause trouble for herself all the time!

When the ringing stopped, Yan Luo turned over and looked at the dark universe outside the window and fell into deep thought. If he left without hesitation, his father would know his determination! I am really tired of the life that is clearly arranged by others, like a puppet on strings that follows his wishes, without self.

His father is increasingly different from what he remembers. Is that woman really that important?

Before his mother's body was even cold, he forgot all the good things about his mother and turned around and fell in love with another woman. Was his feelings for his mother for so many years fake? Are human emotions really so fickle?

When the familiar and special ringtone rang, Yan Luo stood up neatly, stood at attention, and clicked on the holographic projection call. The energetic grandfather stood in front of him in a straight military uniform.

"grandfather."

General Yan looked at the haggard face of his beloved grandson and sighed: "Xiao Luo, you have been wronged."

Yan Luo felt sour in his heart and his eyes were slightly red. It turned out that grandpa knew about it.

He blinked back the tears in his eyes.

Grandpa patted Yan Luo's head comfortingly and advised: "I know you don't like Lin Mo, but she is already your stepmother. If you don't like her anymore, don't run away from home! Do you know how anxious we are?"

Yan Luo looked guilty and whispered, "I'm sorry, grandpa."

"As long as you know you're wrong, come back early after playing outside for a few days! Your father is also worried about you."

Yan Luo pursed his lips and sneered in his heart, worried? can you? At this moment, he should be angry that he didn't listen to his arrangements and be furious!

Grandpa is usually busy with work and rarely communicates. Should I bother him?

Yan Luo thought for a while and then said: "Grandpa, I... I don't want to study economics. I want to join my father's company in the future. I want to enter the military academy."

Grandpa frowned and asked in a deep voice, "He said he wanted you to study economics?"

Yan Luo nodded, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

"This bastard, his brain was kicked by a donkey? You have such good mental strength and talent, why are you studying bullshit economics? Don't be afraid. Grandpa has the final say on this matter. You can take the exam without any worries. I'll see who dares to stop you. "

Yan Luo looked at grandpa in surprise: "Really, thank you grandpa."

Grandpa said angrily: "Why is your father becoming more and more confused? Didn't he always say that he wanted you to go to the best military academy before? Why did he change his mind?"

Yan Luoxin said: With such a good stepmother here, my father's ears are getting softer and softer, so how can he really think about himself?

"Grandpa, don't be angry. I know my father is doing it for my own good."

Grandpa looked at his sensible and filial grandson, and felt more and more that his son was terribly confused. He comforted him: "Xiao Luo, take the exam well. No matter which military school you go to, grandpa supports you. Pay more attention to your health when you go out."

"Grandpa, you should also take care of your health, and pay attention to safety when going into battle to kill the enemy."

"Yes, I understand." Grandpa agreed with a smile and patted Yan Luo on the shoulder, "There is still something to do in the army. Please contact me when you have time. Please pay more attention to your safety!"

The sound falls and the shadow disappears.

Yan Luo stood there for a while, then sat back on the bed and stared out the window blankly.

Since the death of her mother, her communication with her father has become less and less, especially after this woman appeared and repeatedly instigated the relationship between her father and herself, trying to keep her under control and turn her into a waste.

Haha, will you give in? What a joke, I will definitely prove to my father that even if I don’t follow your arrangements, I will still live very well, very well!

In the ring-shaped open-air duel arena in the Star Network, there was a buzz of people, laughter, noises, and shouts of harmony.

At the bottom of the duel arena is a very large platform. At this time, a huge yellow mecha is standing on it. The protection system of the platform has been turned on, and the platform is covered with a light silver mask.

"Huang Batian"

"Huang Batian"

"Huang Batian will win!"

"Huang Batian will win!"

A light flashed on the platform, and a small mecha appeared. Standing in front of the huge Huang Batian, he looked like a strong man and a child.

The crowd was silent for a moment before erupting into thunderous cheers.

"Look, it's a silver dragon!"

"The silver dragon finally appears again."

"Today, Huang Batian is miserable."

Immediately afterwards, the entire Colosseum resounded with uniform shouts: "Silver Dragon, we must win!"

Yinlong glanced around, looked at Huang Batian, who was half his body taller, and made a starting gesture.

Huang Batian stepped forward unceremoniously, and slashed the silver dragon's neck with the energy knife in his hand. The silver dragon ducked nimbly, turned behind Huang Batian, and kicked him.

Huang Batian's right leg was kicked, he staggered, and he hurriedly slashed behind him with the knife. At this time, the silver dragon had used the force of kicking him just now to jump up high, and the energy sword in his hand came out of his body and thrust into Huang Batian's head. .

Huang Batian turned around and missed the attack, and immediately looked around for traces of the silver dragon, but he didn't pay attention to the top of his head, which was severely penetrated by the energy sword.

With a bang, the huge body fell to the ground.

Huang Batian's driver climbed out of the cab in embarrassment and looked at the silver dragon standing next to him with a complicated expression. Why was he so unlucky to meet this evil star? It’s not the same level at all, okay?

After a "dang" sound, a sweet female voice sounded: "Silver Dragon wins!"

The crowd burst into deafening cheers.

In fact, Silver Dragon has only appeared in the duel field a dozen times, but every time he relies on his flexible skills and super control of the mecha to instantly kill his opponent and has never been defeated.

His movements are neat, free and elegant, and it is very beautiful to watch him defeat his opponent. Even if his odds have changed from 10:1 to 1:5 now, it can't stop people's enthusiasm to win against him.

"Next game, Silver Dragon vs. Wing Wind"

Wing Wind is a speed-type mecha with a small size and fast speed. It is a mecha that is very suitable for sneak attacks. It also requires a very high level of mental strength for the driver. Without S-level mental strength, it cannot be controlled.

Two small mechas were galloping around the duel field, moving so fast that only afterimages could be seen. They were going back and forth, evenly matched.

The people in the stands held their breath and looked nervously towards the duel field.