Interstellar journey to another world

The speed with which Mo Ci mastered the mecha shocked Yan Fei. It was too fast! You know, it took me a week to be able to walk, sit, run, and jump normally.

Mo Ci grabbed a barbell and tried to lift it. The strength of his hands was uneven and the barbell fell to one side. He quickly controlled the mecha to correct it, but he still failed and the barbell fell heavily to the ground. , get out of here far away.

Mo Ci chased after him in small steps, and just when he was about to bend down to pick it up, he saw a small mecha, tripping on his left foot and right foot, falling in his direction. By chance, a beautiful girl passed by in front of him. What if If she falls down, the girl will definitely be injured.

He raised his hand reflexively, controlled the mecha to hug it, and threw it to the side with force.

"Boom" the two mechas fell together. The girl looked at the stacked mechas in astonishment, with a sly smile in her eyes.

When Yan Fei heard the noise, he turned around and saw Mo Ci being pinned down. He quickly drove the mecha over and pulled the mecha that was holding him open.

The pilot of the mecha was also frightened. He climbed out of the cockpit with weak hands and feet. He sat on the ground and looked at the girl standing blankly against the wall. He yelled angrily: "You don't want your life. Why are you running around? I don't know." Can’t you just run away?”

The girl narrowed her eyes, glared at him disdainfully, turned and left.

Mo Ci walked out of the mecha and was grabbed by Yan Fei's arm: "What's going on? Why are you being suppressed? Are you injured?"

"It's okay, it was an accident."

"That's good. It scared me to death. Do you still want to play? If not, let's leave! The show is about to start."

"Okay, let's go!" Mo Ci glanced at the mecha reluctantly, and walked out of the training hall with Yan Fei.

"Mo Ci, hurry up, the performance has already started. If we squeeze in now, we can still get a good seat."

Looking at the crowded crowd in front of him, Mo Ci felt his scalp numb and waved his hand: "Go on your own, I'll wait for you here!"

Yan Fei pulled him: "Let's come together! What a rare opportunity!"

"No, I don't like celebrities very much, so I won't join in the fun." After saying that, he sat down on the chair next to the drinks machine, looking like he was unwilling to leave.

"Then don't go anywhere! Wait for me here, I'll be back after a while!"

"Yeah, yeah." Mo Ci nodded fiercely. As long as he didn't get squeezed into the crowd, he could wait as long as he wanted.

He watched Yan Fei dive into the dark crowd, and countless fans cheered excitedly: "Meijiameika!" The atmosphere in the venue was very warm, and the cheers were deafening.

Mo Ci rubbed his ears and glanced around unconsciously.

Um? Yan Luo? He's here too!

Yan Luo was sitting in a rest area on the left side of the mecha training, holding a thick book in his hand and reading intently.

A smile appeared on Mo Ci's lips unconsciously. She missed him a lot after not seeing him for a few days. Just when she wanted to go over and say hello to him, she was blocked by a beautiful girl.

The girl stroked her long golden hair hanging on her shoulders and showed a cute and charming smile: "Little brother, thank you for saving me just now!"

Mo Ci looked at this hot girl in surprise: "Girl, did you admit the wrong person? Do we know each other?"

The girl pouted with an aggrieved look, her red lips slightly pursed, inexplicably cute, she opened her red lips lightly: "Didn't I just see you before? Thank you for stopping the mecha that was falling towards me in the training hall just now. , so that I wasn’t pressed down.”

Mo Ci touched his nose and suddenly said: "It turns out to be you! It's nothing but a little effort!"

The girl took a step forward and sat next to Mo Ci, and put her arm around his arm: "No! Little brother, I haven't thanked you yet! Why don't I treat you to a meal!"

Mo Ci moved uncomfortably, trying to withdraw his arm from her arms. As soon as he moved, he felt pain in his arm. He wanted to shout, but no sound came out.

Mo Ci was horrified. At this time, he couldn't move anywhere in his body, not even blinking. He leaned weakly on the girl holding him, and the fragrance filled his nose, but it made him feel sick to his stomach.

It turns out that the master said that women are tigers, and the most poisonous woman’s heart is true!

No wonder I was always told to stay away from women before. What should I do now?

His appearance looked normal to others, but inside he was already bursting into tears. If he hadn't been unable to move now, he would have cried weakly.

After all, he was just a 16-year-old child. At this time, he was controlled by others, and he was terrified and frightened to the extreme. A drop of crystal tears actually flowed out of the corner of his eyes.

No, we can't accept our fate, we have to find a way to save ourselves, but what should we do?

He couldn't move his body, and tried to activate his spiritual power, but it couldn't be stimulated. Suddenly he thought of his mental power, maybe he could give it a try.

I remember Yan Luo was sitting on the sofa over there just now, I should give it a try.

With misty eyes, Mo Ci concentrated all his energy, pulled out a spiritual thread, stretched it bit by bit, and headed in the direction of Yan Luo, closer, closer, closer.

The spiritual threads streaked across his shoes, trousers, knees, and climbed to the back of Yan Luo's hands.

At this time, Yan Luo rubbed the book in his hand fiercely, gritting his teeth and complaining in his heart: Who is beside Mo Ci? Why are they so close? Why are they so close? Hug him so tightly? I didn’t expect him to be quite capable at picking up girls despite his age, right? You haven’t seen your girlfriend for a few days? This pervert!

Suddenly, the back of his hand on his knee felt itchy, huh? what happened? He looked down and saw nothing.

As soon as I turned my eyes away, the feeling came again, as if a caterpillar was gently crawling across the back of my hand, itching.

Yan Luo frowned and looked at the empty back of his hand, a familiar feeling creeping into his heart. Suddenly, his heart moved, and he tried to summon a spiritual thread and landed on the itchy spot on the back of his hand.

The moment the two spiritual threads collided, a strange and strange feeling rushed into the bottom of his heart, and his soul felt a deep tremor. Yan Luo wanted to withdraw the spiritual thread for a moment, but he was deeply attracted by this wonderful taste and couldn't bear it. open.

At this time, a vague consciousness passed into Yan Luo's mind along the spiritual thread: Save me, Yan Luo.

Yan Luo looked at the back of his hand in surprise, and for a moment he suspected that he felt wrong. Then another sentence came: Save me.

Yan Luo had a cold face and glanced around suddenly. People were coming and going, talking and laughing. He seemed to be feeling something and turned his gaze to Mo Ci.

This observation revealed many problems. Why is his expression so stiff? He seemed to be leaning completely against the woman. Why do his arms and legs look so weak? His eyes look so helpless!

Yan Luo's mind was spinning, and he suddenly thought of a possibility. He stood up and strode towards Mo Ci.

Mo Ci looked at Yan Luo who was getting closer and closer, and was ecstatic: He's here, he's here, great, he finally came to save me!