Interstellar Stone Gambler

After seeing Longkuteng's actions, no one would ask whether the contract was signed or not. According to past experience, everyone took it for granted that the guardian this time was undoubtedly the one standing in front of him. Dazzling teenager on stage.

After all, no one will know about mental power attacks for hundreds of years.

Angel, who noticed the reaction of the crowd, sighed insignificantly in his heart, and had to lament the harmfulness of inertial thinking.

But if you say so, such a forward-looking mysterious researcher is worthy of respect, but unfortunately, this kind of respect for the enemy is really not very encouraging.

The sound of ready communication from the headset interrupted Angel's wandering thoughts. Although he knew that the other party in the communication would not see it, Angel still nodded politely, and looked at himself with a strange expression from the corner of his eye. Nan Bushi, who was walking over, paused for a moment, then turned around unintentionally and blended into the cheering crowd, and at the same time just avoided the embarrassing eyes of the old man on the high platform.

The salute exploded in the air, the uniform floats walked on the clean avenue, and the sound of joyful music filled the entire Emperor Star Academy. The lively and free scene made it hard to think that this was a formal and serious election. General Assembly.But obviously, these are naturally out of the scope of consideration for people who are already in the cheers and joy.

The blue hair was lightly covered by the hood of the cloak. The unattractive-looking female hid in the crowd, looking up at the golden figure sitting on the golden frame, which looked like Apollo in the afternoon sun. The amber The pupils of the eyes were stained with dots of dark spots, which converged into a bottomless undercurrent in the center of the pupils.

He once thought they were redeemed, just like now, this god-like guy walked into the simple old apartment with his innate light, his elegant voice was so warm and moving, As if the sun poured down from the sapphire blue sky and fell on them soothingly, then their sins will be washed away, their pain will be healed, their despair will be expelled, and they will be led by this god. To heaven!

But unexpectedly, in the end, the god they believed in abandoned them, after bestowing favors, spreading happiness, and taking advantage of them!

The hand that had already been clenched into a fist unconsciously became more and more vigorous until the sound of something winding and falling along his fingers suddenly sounded in his silent world. He came back to his senses and looked at the person again. The tall and distant figure turned and left without hesitation.

The departure of the protagonist caused the crowds on both sides of the aisle to gradually disperse, and the tall orcs who were still standing there attracted either puzzled or amazed eyes, and then they were gradually forgotten by the crowd like a flash of sparks in the sky.

People are always like this, aren't they?When there is a flame in front of you, it is difficult to find the fluorescent light at your fingertips anyway.

Sweeping his eyes over the blood that hadn't dried up on the ground, Witherspoon took off his glasses from the bridge of his nose and wiped them lightly, his slightly drooping long eyelashes perfectly blocked the cold and complex eyes.

"It's very easy to hate someone, no matter how badly you are hurt by him, if you haven't really witnessed the glory that they used you to get, it can't be called real hatred, or in other words, you have to fight to the death hatred."

The bottomless pure black pupils and the boy's clear and gentle voice came to mind, pushed back to the frame of the bridge of the nose, Witherspoon shivered unobservably, then slowly caught up with the female and left pace of.

This direction is not the announced location of the guardian election meeting, but so what?The trigger had already been ignited by them, and it didn't matter to them when the explosion occurred. All he wanted to ensure was that the bomb was intact before the bomb destroyed everything.

"You don't look very happy." The handsome orc sitting at the table had a leisurely look, and even picked up the steaming Garfield tea in a very casual manner, as if he was not at ease anytime, anywhere. Instead of a bloody battlefield, he was sitting in the back garden of his home, drinking afternoon tea comfortably.

Well, I have to admit that for this guy, the battlefield is probably really his back garden.

"It's nothing, I'm just wondering why you guys are so calm and indifferent to the dragon withered vine that destroyed the symbol of the empire."

Hills seemed to have heard something funny, and with a snort, he laughed without caring about the destruction of his iceberg image, "I thought you had already known about it before you participated in this plan."

"I'm not as smart as you guys, can I speak human language?" The indescribable emotions in his chest were mixed together, making Angel a little angry uncontrollably.

"Hey, I noticed that you've been a little angry recently." The change surprised me even more.

Cleverly hiding the last sentence in his mouth, Hills looked at the delicate face on the screen that was more vivid because of anger and smiled in a good mood, and explained before Angel was about to explode, "This is just the first time. It's just one step, we want to overthrow the shackles that once brought us."

Angel was taken aback for a moment, and then seemed to think of something, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and unconsciously moved his wide lips, but finally held back his exclamation.

"Expression management is getting better and better." Hills' cheerful voice came from the terminal, smiling like his fox-like brother rather than the domineering Marshal Iceberg he met at first.

The praise-like words obviously did not win Angel's favor. With a "click", Angel rolled his eyes and turned off the communicator decisively.

He assured that if he let Sears continue, the follow-up would be very off-topic and irreverent.

Marshal Hills, who was hung up by the female he liked for the nth time, looked at the terminal with a black screen in front of him, rubbed his nose funny, and drank the Garfield tea in his hand in one gulp.

It doesn't matter, they still have time to take their time.For him, the least lacking in hunting prey is patience. Obviously, for this special object, his patience will only be more, not to mention, such a process is also a kind of enjoyment.