“Perfect！ Sure enough, it's Your Excellency! ”

In the hall full of sci-fi elements, Chu Yan cheered loudly, and the whole person almost jumped up. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In front of her, a three-dimensional metal screen suspended in mid-air projected the figures of Su Mufeng and Han Fei.

Although Su Mufeng's appearance is still covered by shadows, Xiao Han Fei's delicate and pretty face is clear.

At this time, Chu Yan was no longer the appearance of a broken worldview and being in the "sage time", but became full of vitality, and even some eyes lit up.

She leaned back in the mechanical chair and snapped her fingers, and a transparent interface appeared in mid-air.

Chu Yan smiled and groaned: "Confirm permissions, Treediagram!" ”

Immediately, the entire dark blue mirror space quietly released floating points of light.

The gentle and quiet woman's voice echoed in the air,

[Welcome home, Your Excellency the 7th "Tree Diagram Designer"]

"Good morning, Sister Alaye~" Chu Yan waved his hand, said hello, and then smiled: "Help me link the low-earth orbit space-based armed satellite!" ”

["Damocles Project" - Sequence 001375 space-based satellite, link completed]

"lucky~" Chu Yan's smile became even brighter, and she smiled and groaned: "Locate the coordinates, lock the top floor of the Nandu International Financial Building, and unlock the authority of the meteorological weapon-"

"Well, although I don't know what game Your Excellency is playing this time, as a qualified pet, it is an unshirkable mission to always prepare for space-based weapon strikes for the master!"

In Chu Yan's eyes, the sense of mission seemed to be a raging flame!

--Ignoring the world's cryless pets......

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Nandu International Finance Building.

At this moment, Su Mufeng and Han Fei's strategy plan is still continuing in an orderly manner.

Between the gunfire and the sword qi, the two figures of the white-clothed Shengxue shuttled among the heavily armed mercenaries, the long swords raised, and the gunsmoke danced together.

-- With the addition of a new force, the already devastating war has become a flat push in an instant.

Even if Han Fei only had the Hanlin Wen position, with the dual blessing of the Canghai Sealing Realm and the Sword Cultivation Summoning Spirit, it would be easy to repel the mercenaries and save the hostages on each level.

After all, the real bloody battlefield was still on Su Mufeng's side, and Han Fei was only in charge of relatively light work.

And, most importantly......

Men and women match, don't get tired of work!

At this time, Su Mufeng and Han Fei's large-scale distribution of dog food on the battlefield became more and more inhumane, and it reached the point of indignation of people and gods!

In the face of Su Mufeng's crazy sister, from the audience in front of the TV to the barrage in the live broadcast room, all of them were in pain.

"On behalf of single dogs around the world, the United Nations Dog Lovers Association expresses a strong protest against Lord Sword Fairy!"

"Woo Woo Woo !!"

"Sword Immortal, did you make it? Last night, there was an author who blatantly posted his sister at the end of the chapter.,Now they're all mature! ”

However, the anger of these defeated dogs and the end of the winners in life had no impact on Su Mufeng's journey to show his sister.

……

……

Seventy-first floor.

As soon as Han Fei put down his long sword, the broadsword mine that was close at hand was instantly detonated.

The girl's pupils constricted, but before the defense mechanism of the Canghai Sealing Realm was activated, Su Mufeng's back was already standing in front of her.

The shadow of the sword was like rain, and all the shrapnel that hit it was cut off.

The dust cleared, and before Han Fei could come back to her senses, Su Mufeng flicked her forehead fiercely, and said helplessly: "I told you, concentrate on saving the hostages, don't get close to the main battlefield, bear child!" ”

Han Fei bit his lip, lowered his head in frustration, and said, "I'm sorry, Fei just wants to help Mr. as much as possible...... But it's a problem for Mr. again. ”

Su Mufeng was stunned for a moment and was silent for a long time.

Immediately, he sighed lightly, leaned over, and gently hugged Han Fei.

"It's a small experience, but it's not a real war...... If you're hurt, you'll feel guilty. ”

Han Fei didn't say a word, but when he hugged Su Mufeng, his little hand tightened again.

"Okay, let's go, although that Prometheus doesn't seem to care about the hostages, just waiting for something, but let him wait for a long time, the hostages at the top, I'm afraid it's still a little dangerous."

Well, although he was holding Xiao Han Fei in his arms, Su Mufeng was still worried about Sister Su Yuji in his heart.

He quickly let go of his hand, patted Han Fei's little head, and walked forward.

Han Fei blinked, and while following up, he said suspiciously: "At the top level, is there anyone that Mr. knows?" Lover? ”

Su Mufeng's back staggered.

"If you don't study hard, what do you think all day long!"

"Hmm...... I want to sir! ”

"You've got itchy skin!"

……

The traces left by the master and apprentice who galloped away on the battlefield seemed to be more than just the smoke of gunpowder and the remnants of sword qi.

There is also a touch of warmth.

In front of the broken floor-to-ceiling windows, the sun shines.

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Nandu International Finance Building.

Top floor.

Finally, after the overwhelming attack ended, Su Mufeng and Han Fei came to the final battlefield hand in hand.

But the scene that caught his eye made him frown.

In the empty and vast hall, there were only two people, and the mercenaries with loaded guns and a large number of hostages on the top floor were gone.

The only two people left were Su Yuji, who was pale in the center of the hall, and the black-haired young man holding a red wine glass in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

He should be that Prometheus.

Hearing the footsteps of Su Mufeng and Han Fei, Prometheus shook his wine glass slightly, turned his head, and said with a gentle smile: "Good day, Your Excellency." ”

Su Mufeng said calmly: "What about the others? Your subordinates? And hostages? ”

Prometheus smiled and said, "The bunch of trash? It's all on the floor below. ”

Su Mufeng was stunned for a moment, and the scene from half a minute ago quickly appeared in his mind - sure enough, it was no wonder that the tactical literacy of those mercenaries had risen a notch in an instant, and before leaving, his afterglow seemed to catch a glimpse of the fainted Shanoana.

There was only one enemy left, but Su Mufeng was not relaxed at all, but his heart sank.

His conjecture was still true.

The only purpose of this so-called invasion is him.

"It seems that Your Excellency finally understands."

Seeing Su Mufeng's thoughtful appearance, Prometheus smiled faintly and drank the remaining red wine.

He casually threw the cup out.

In an instant, the huge floor-to-ceiling window, under the impact of the fragile wine glass, shattered!

At the top of the firmament, the wind is howling!

In the midst of laughter, Prometheus spread his arms.

"I'm Prometheus!"

"First meeting."

"--Your Royal Highness!" (To be continued.) )