1253: It's not good!

1253: It's not good!

"The situation with the commander is not good. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info "Li Lanfeng saw that the range of Ling Lan's mecha's movements was getting smaller and smaller, although he could still successfully dodge, but he was as smart as Li Lanfeng already knew that the situation was unfavorable to Ling Lan.

"Now, we can only fight. Luo Lang proofread the crosshairs of the beam gun from time to time, hoping that at the critical moment, he would give his boss support with the beam gun in his hand.

"More than four minutes have passed, according to the flight speed of the Nebula base, the barrier was broken through a minute ago, Menglan should contact the headquarters of the Japanese army, if our reinforcements are not delayed, as long as they hold on for more than a minute, they can arrive. While Li Lanfeng said his speculation, like Luo Lang, he moved the muzzle of the gun from time to time, locking on to the King of the Dao of Jindao, and in a critical moment, he could help Ling Lan.

If he could, Li Lanfeng couldn't wait to go up and fight in place of Ling Lan in person, even if he died in the hands of the other party, he would have no regrets. But Li Lanfeng did not lose his mind because of his feelings and worries, and understood what was best for Ling Lan.

At the end of the day, he's still too weak. Li Lanfeng hated himself, and every time he said that he would fight side by side with Ling Lan, wanting to catch up with him, but in the end, it was still Ling Lan who stood in front of him to protect him.

Xie Yi didn't need Li Lanfeng to say more, he was ready to shoot, among the three, Li Lanfeng had the best long-range, followed by him, Luo Lang's melee combat was much better than long-range, but it didn't mean that his long-range was poor, in Ling Tian's team, although his long-range was not ranked in the top three, he was also in the top five, much better than Qi Long, who was proficient in close combat.

After barely delaying for another twenty seconds, Ling Lan no longer just spurted blood from her mouth, under the control suit, her body began to crack, and the blood quickly stained the underwear inside, which was not only the sequelae of possession, but also the backlash power given to her by the emperor-level mecha.

"Damn, can't this world really tolerate a little Ling Lan?" Mentor No. 3 controlled the mecha to dodge the ferocious attack of the King of the Dao Present once again, and roared angrily in his mouth.

Otherwise, why would there be a strong mecha team when she was young and early in school, and when she was still a boy soldier at the age of 13, she was assassinated by a field-level powerhouse, and at this time, it was even more exaggerated to let the ultimate weapon of this world, the god-level mecha, come to hunt and kill.

An old ghost like No. 3 who doesn't know how many years he has lived can see at a glance that the purpose of King Jindao's ambush here is for Ling Lan. Could it be that because Ling Lan was brought by Xiao Si from the past and did not belong to this era, the world rejected her and wanted to destroy her? No. 3 clearly felt the deep malice of this world towards Ling Lan.

"Huh?" No. 3 frowned, and before he could rejoice, he felt an unprecedented crisis descend.

Seeing the light sword flickering in the hand of the King of the Dao Present, countless sword lights appeared, all flying towards Ling Lan's position, and the huge group of sword lights seemed to be about to cut through this dark starry sky.

Li Lanfeng, who had been waiting patiently in the distance, did not hesitate to pull the trigger in his hand while his face changed.

Not only did No. 3 feel the crisis, but Li Lanfeng and the three also felt it.

Three beams of light poured out from the muzzle of the three-barreled gun, and finally merged into a huge circle of light, directly attacking the sword light.

"Boom, boom, boom......" saw a white light, almost blinding everyone's eyes. Xie Yiluo subconsciously closed his eyes, and only Li Lanfeng opened his eyes wide, wanting to see clearly whether the person he was thinking about in the white light could escape this catastrophe.

I saw a mecha flash out of the white light, although the mecha left scars on its body, some of them had even penetrated two or three centimeters, cutting through the body, revealing the electrical board wiring inside, and sparks appeared, which looked extremely embarrassed.

But even so, Ling Lan managed to escape.

Just as Li Lanfeng was glad that Ling Lan was fine, he saw a beam of light that was so bright that it almost stinged Li Lanfeng's eyes flew out from the white light that had not yet dissipated, ruthlessly chasing Ling Lan's broken mecha.

"Flash!" Li Lanfeng shouted tearfully, not wanting to control the mecha to fly towards Ling Lan.

Hurry up, hurry up, be sure to block it with his mech before the beam hits Ling Lan's mecha.

Ling Lan, who was possessed by the third mentor, instantly broke out countless cold sweats on his forehead, mixed with a pool of blood, and quickly rolled down.

"If you want Ling Lan to die, it depends on whether I agree or not, give me a flash!" Ling Lan's fingers broke through the original limit, although No. 3 knew that doing so would cause Ling Lan's fingers to potentially be devastating, but at this time, in order to keep Ling Lan alive, this kind of small problem was no longer in his consideration.

I saw that Ling Lan's mecha violated the principle of power, as if it was pulled by an external force, and the mecha suddenly moved sideways to the right for more than ten meters, just avoiding the beam that almost hit the mecha.

Ling Lan only felt that everything hurt, and she felt in a trance that she was back in her previous life, that moment when every illness would make her feel painful.

"Lan Lan, why are you so ruthless, leave me and your father, why don't you hold on a little longer, do you know that this time the country has developed a new medicine, if you persist until now, we can be happy together as a family, and it won't be like this, yin and yang. ”

Ling Lan only felt that there was a light in front of him, no longer the blue and faint starry sky. It is a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, surrounded by trees and jungles, but when you look at this area, there are countless steles. And not far from her, two old and two young, two men and two women, were saying this to a certain stele.

As if attractive, Ling Lan floated over uncontrollably. It was indeed floating, because Ling Lan just wanted to get closer, and before he could move his legs, he came to their side.

The two older ones are a man and a woman, and the younger ones are also a man and a woman, and they seem to be husband and wife or lovers. Except for a young girl, the other three, Ling Lan always felt very familiar, as if they had seen it somewhere.

"Lanlan, I brought your favorite ice cream, crucian carp soup, and yam fungus. These are your favorite foods. The old woman took out what she had prepared, little by little, and laid it on the marble that was tiled below. With a smile, a tear, a hint of nostalgia, he touched the name engraved on the stele and said.

Tsk, the things that Lanlan likes to eat are the things she hates the most. Ling Lan pursed her lips with some disgust.

No, my mother had never prepared these kinds of things for her, why did she hate them so much? Ling Lan frowned, very confused in her heart.

"Little Four, why is that?" Ling Lan habitually looked for Little Four for answers.