God of War has joined the deluxe package of running with the ball

After holding back for a long time, the horns on the top of Ye Ling's head were turned into flashing lights, but Pascal was not reckless enough to ask directly.

As a Night Elder warrior, Pascal received the help of the Night Emperor when his spiritual power advanced, so he often regarded himself as the "Night Emperor's Servant". Although this Protoss never liked the idea of ​​controlling his entourage, Pascal did He obtained more information than the outside world. For example, he was convinced that the news that the Night Emperor and the Human Marshal were at odds was purely fabricated.

At the very least, Pascal was hesitant - the entire alliance was worried about turning against each other, and the Night Emperor's side definitely didn't think so.

He thought about it, since Yehuang visualized a part of his own star power, simulated it as a joystick and placed it in Han Tianjing's cockpit without letting anyone know, then there must be some special considerations.This is also because he is extremely familiar with Ye Huangxing's performance as the co-pilot, otherwise, even the secretary-general would not be able to see through such a perfect disguise.

So when Pascal didn't know the purpose of the Night Emperor, he subconsciously helped keep the secret.

But I always feel that there is a story in it...

"Hey, take it easy." Pascal tugged Han Tianjing's arm subconsciously, preventing the latter from flicking the operating stick head with his fingers.

Han Tianjing squinted and could see the question mark on his face through the mask.

Pascal made amends dryly: "Hand hurts, human beings are so brittle, you have to heal a broken bone, you're in trouble."

Han Tianjing: "..."

Then the human God of War clicked on the exoskeleton gauntlet and continued to play.

"You... take good care of your armaments!" Pascal worried.

Han Tianjing replied coldly: "If it's broken, just replace it with a more matching one."

Pascal: "..."

Your Majesty, I did my best QwQ

The noise outside the cabin soon faded away, and the visiting economic consultants and business representatives had all been picked up by the reception staff, and the mermaid Aurora led the defense team to perform her real duties, but she was reluctant to part with her before she left. He glanced at the pink spaceship.

——Meet the pink officer again, this time the pink officer brought a pink glowing officer, but still didn't have a chance to ask the name, Aurora left half with joy and half with a sigh.

About an hour later, Han Tianjing tore open the fifth package of dried fish, and the Marshal of the Star Hill Alliance finally rushed over.

"Let's go." Han Tianjing said, and put the dried fish bag on the operating lever to prevent food from spilling out of the opened bag.

The corners of Pascal's eyes twitched, and he silently stuffed the dried fish into his pocket.

The population composition of the Star Hill Alliance is much simpler than that of the Starry Night Alliance. They are mainly formed by three major races. Among them, the Liv tribe, which accounts for 60.00% of the total population, manages the vast central star sector.

The Livs are similar to the mermaids, and they are also a gentle (named by humans) race. Their favorite living environment is similar to that of humans. Although they are not afraid of vacuum, they prefer places with light and fresh water in the atmosphere, and they love nature very much. .

The Marshal with the greatest real power and the highest prestige in the Star Hill Alliance is from this clan.Therefore, based on the analysis of the investigation results in his hands, Han Tianjing did not think that such a marshal with a cultural background could use mermaid eggs without any worries.He came this time aggressively, really just to create enough pressure when he was ripped off.

Before leaving the cabin door, Han Tianjing and Pascal, worthy of being enemies for many years, adjusted the color of their battle armors to all black, and they chose the moment when the hatch door was opened so that people outside could see it with a tacit understanding.

Then it was a pity to find that the other party was no longer a fan.

Han Tianjing calmed down and turned his attention to the Star Hill Alliance.

The Livs waiting below are tall and slender, with emerald green branches and leaves hanging down on their shoulders docilely, with small white flower buds scattered among them, but I don’t know if it’s an illusion, although those flower buds are as beautiful as stars, they look slightly A little wilted.

As Pascal was walking, as the distance between them and the Liv tribe narrowed, he suddenly and keenly heard Han Tianjing utter a short syllable, which was very soft, as if... he forced a sneeze and went back.

Pascal asked slowly: "Human, do you have hay fever?"

Han Tianjing: "..."

Pascal reminded in a low voice: "The concentration of Liv tribe here is a bit high."

And there are quite a few that are blooming, especially the lady secretary of the military department that I saw just now. How did they manage to bloom small blue flowers while growing red maple leaves.

Clap, the battle armor closed the air valve.

So the waiting marshal of the Star Hill Alliance cheered up 12, and looked vigilantly and seriously at the two slender and tall figures walking towards the opposite side, and one of them was full of murderous intent (the battle armor turned on the battle mode by itself), and he couldn't hide it all over his body Killing iron blood (can't sneeze while holding back), and his posture is quite urgent (a little hungry and anxious to eat a reception meal).

Marshal Xingqiu straightened his back, and the blades behind his ears rattled and shook.

"Welcome both of you, I am the Marshal of the Central Star Region of the Star Hill Alliance, Pan Ye."

Han Tianjing replied: "Jiu Yang, Marshal Fan Ye. We are the special staff of the Starry Night Alliance."

"How do you call them?"

Han Tianjing was a fraction of a second behind, and Pascal had already said, "This is Mingyue."

Han Mingyue: "..."

Fan Ye's eyes moved to Pascal, so Han Tianjing opened his mouth and replied, "This is a night cat."

Pa Night Owl Scar: "..."

Before starting to fight against the enemy, we will suffer from internal strife first.

Faced with such two obvious code names, Fan Ye didn't pay much attention to them. It was a secret conversation. No matter who came from the Starry Night Alliance, they must be qualified to represent the alliance. Those who didn't come were directly controlled by the Night Emperor.

But he still asked subconsciously: "Mr. Mingyue, it seems that you admire the 'Mingyue God of War' of your alliance."

Han Mingyue God of War: "..."

Thank you, no narcissism.

On the screen of Pascal's helmet, a text message from Han Tianjing popped up, red lettering, bold font size: Pay attention to proportion!

But what he wanted to scold more in his heart was, of course, the instigator: a certain black and gold mascot.Who would have thought that Yehuang's quotations would actually have a market in the Star Hill Alliance, and the insiders of the alliance probably didn't want to give Yehuang too much presence in front of him, and no one had ever called him that in person.

Fan Ye on the opposite side only felt that the two sent by the alliance looked very hard to mess with. No matter what they said, they were like ice sculptures who couldn't get in the oil and salt, whizzed and blew cold air.

But there is no way, whoever makes himself wrong first.

Worry, no matter how worried the leaves are, he will be bald, and he doesn't want to wear fake leaves at a young age.

"You two have worked hard all the way, why not have a simple meal first."

……

Although he ate four packs of dried fish in a row, Han Tianjing felt that the hunger in his belly was still very present.Fan Ye proposed to eat first, which made his favorability for this foreign marshal suddenly increase.

But the goodwill only lasted until they sat down at the table.

Although it is an army restaurant, it is still elegant and quiet, decorated with flowers and plants everywhere, which matches the luxuriant appearance of the Liv people. The fresh plant smell makes people relax physically and mentally, but...

This does not mean that Han Tianjing wants food to be "prosperous".

In the first hollowed and carved porcelain plate, there is grass mixed with white salad dressing.

In the second glass transparent bowl, there is a pile of...grass that has been drenched in buttermilk sauce.

The third one... don't count, even the goblet is filled with green grass juice!

Han Tianjing was sitting at the table, with a tall and majestic posture, as if he was not sitting in a restaurant but a war room, and what was placed in front of him was not exotic food, but the enemy's defense map full of mistakes, waiting for his order , our own fleet will mainly bombard the past.

No meat, no fish, Han Tianjing pursed his lips into a straight line, slowly picked up the spoon, and looked at the last gaiwan in front of him that had not yet revealed the answer.

"Mr. Mingyue, this is today's main course, sweet and delicious coconut meat stewed with lychee milk, I hope you like it."

coconut...meat...

Han Tianjing clenched his teeth.

That feeling came again... He, well, wanted to, vomit!

With the amazing perseverance of God of War, Han Tianjing barely swallowed a few mouthfuls of grass, and Han Tianjing put down the spoon indifferently.

Neither he nor Pascal removed the mask of the exoskeleton, but only removed the lower jaw, exposing the mouth to eat. The night spirits can recognize it from the fluorescence on the skin, but it is really difficult to confirm that humans only show their mouths, so Fan Ye also Instead of persuading Han Tianjing to try the food, he regarded him as some race that didn't like vegetarian food, or even didn't eat vegetarian food at all, and sincerely apologized.

"No need." Han Tianjing's tone was still cold, "I'm not here for the banquet either. Marshal Fan Ye, it's not a trivial matter for you to steal the descendants of our alliance citizens."

Fan Ye sighed, and put down the tableware. Although the Liv Clan looks gentler and more graceful than mermaids, Han Tianjing will not be deceived by the appearance of interstellar species.

Sure enough, he replied clearly: "Mr. Mingyue, I understand your reason for coming, but your alliance has been traced to our country so easily. I think this is precisely the proof that there are third-party forces trying to provoke our relationship. Besides, I have His Royal Highness of the Fu clan will never devour mermaid eggs, just like His Majesty the Night Emperor of Guimeng, who protects all races in the star field equally."

Han Tianjing actually tended to this conclusion in his heart, so he came here in disguise, otherwise the Star Hill Alliance would see his flagship of the "Mingyue God of War".

But his eyes were so hungry that his eyes turned black, and the smell of coconut made him want to vomit, so it was conceivable that his mood was extremely bad.However, the other party can't do anything, why do I have to talk to him about the Sleeping Beauty Emperor, which occupies a huge area?

Night King...

Han Tianjing was in a trance for a moment, and he couldn't help but think of that false memory, recalling the Tianhe that made him fall into it.

So he directly pulled out the light energy knife and slapped it on the table.

The God of War aura of the Alliance was in full swing, and he sneered and said, "You little protoss, how dare you compare yourself to the Ye Huang?"

The author has something to say:

Moon: My Night Emperor!

King Coconut: Your King Coconut!

Moon: coconut, yue.

[I admit that I wrote Moon Yue Coconut because you first called the Coconut Emperor... Hahahahahaha, what are you doing, Yehuang, you can see clearly that I am a cute human being, you can't—ah——