For any girl, having her thighs lifted is a matter of great shame. The same was true of the white-sheathed girl, who now had no time to worry about the battle, and hid her face with her hands, completely at a loss.

The last person to show this state was a literary girl on the bank of the river, and the postures and expressions of the two almost overlapped across time, space and dimension at this moment, so that Wang Ling couldn't help but clap his hands secretly and was amazed.

Obviously, the white-sheathed girl is a wave of loss, as a scabbard, she and Jing Ke are originally of the same origin, and the real combat power is not much different from that of Jing Ke. But as a scabbard, the white-sheathed girl forgot who she was as a scabbard.

The scabbard exists to protect the sword itself.

But the white-sheathed girl had just fought to the point of madness, putting the cart before the horse, and even wanted to press the sword body under herself. This forced Jing Ke to activate his passive skill "Jing Ke Assassinate the Qin King...... This move, in fact, existed in the first place to limit the power of the scabbard.

The layered space dissipated, everything nearby returned to its original state, the shattered world returned from the moment the layered space was lifted, as if nothing had happened, the shattered earth and the smell of gunsmoke raised during the battle, everything dissipated.

The white-sheathed girl squatted on the chair with her knees crossed, she didn't make any noise, she didn't make any more noise, she had lost the arrogance at the beginning, she just pressed the cap on her head very low, and then began to sob rhythmically: "Woo! Whining! Woooooooooooooooo Woo woo woo woo ......"

Although it was sobbing, the white-sheathed girl did not have a single tear.

"Is the girl in the white sheath trying to say something?" Zhuo Yi scratched his head.

He suspected that this was not crying at all, but what he wanted to express, how could anyone cry with a note! It's like Morse code! No...... This is simply the Morse sword code.

Jing Ke stood beside her, and translated expressionlessly: "She said that she has no face to see people." ”

Wang Ling, Fang Xing, and Ergouzi: "......"

"Woo! Woo! Woo-ahh …”

"She said that she would be killed, from here, jumping down, and she would not, go to be my scabbard."

“……”

"Woo-ah! Woo-ahh Woooooo ”

"She said, sister and brother love, there is no good result."

“……”

In fact, this is not the first time that the white sheath girl has cried, usually when the gold store manager doesn't buy games, the white sheath girl is also this virtue. However, for the Morse sword code issued by the white-sheathed girl, Store Manager Jin couldn't understand a word.

In the final analysis, despite the special origin of the white sheath, she is still a little girl after all.

Usually, when a little girl cries, most of them have metaphors in it.

But this is not the way to go.

They couldn't ask for any information, and naturally they couldn't understand the heart of the white-sheathed girl.

The only thing I know is that the white sheath is still nostalgic for urban life and is unwilling to return to be a well-behaved scabbard.

They painstakingly searched for the scabbard, naturally with the aim of returning the scabbard.

But you can't use "strong" for other girls!

These are the things you want me to do!

"White girl, if you continue to cry like this, only Lord Jingke can understand. You have to be calm, then say what you want, and everyone will find a way to solve it together. Zhuo Yi said bitterly.

Then he pushed Fang Xing over.

Fang Xing: "??? ”

Zhuo Yi Transmission: "Fang Xing...... The happiness of Master Jingke is also related to the happiness of the master, and the state of your boy is the most pleasing to the little girl, and everything depends on you! ”

To be honest, Fang Xing refused at first.

Fang Xing was actually quite a grudge-holding person, and the white sheath complained about his gender so much before, which made him feel very unhappy.

"The Art of the White Night" is his father's exclusive secret technique, and the gender change after using it is also a helpless move, and he actually used this to personally attack him, which directly caused Fang Xing's impression of this white-sheathed girl to become negative from the beginning.

But Zhuo Wei reminded him.

The sword follows the shape of the master......

The spirit sword and its owner have been inextricably linked since ancient times.

This is just like the maids around the daughters in ancient times, the girls naturally have to care about the happy life of their maids, and if the maids live well, the girls will be happy.

So, all this is for the sake of the king's face!

So, Fang Xing took a breath, he still planned to bite the bullet.

"Girl White-sheathed, if you are unhappy, you can talk to me. My chest is all for the girl. "Fang

Xing stroked his blonde hair, and then very gentlemanly stretched out a hand to the white sheath.

After a few minutes or so, the white sheath stopped sobbing, and she looked up at Fang Xing, her eyes becoming hollow.

This scene made everyone happy.

It actually worked?

It's still a girl!

Zhuo Yi was secretly happy, and when he just sighed in his heart that Fang Xing was worthy of being a girl killer, how did he know that the white sheath suddenly slapped Fang Xing's hand away: "Mud Song Kai!" I don't talk to dead shemales! ”

Fang Xing (╬ ̄ ̄): "I'll knock you ......"

"Fang Xing, classmate calm down!" Zhuo Yi hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Fang Xing's waist.

"Let go of me! I'm going to have a showdown with her today! ”

“……”

Everyone knows that Fang Xing at this moment is broken in his heart.

Everybody suffers.

And Fang Xing's pain was also helpless for Fang Xing himself, after all, this was something his father left him.

For a moment, there was silence in the room.

Knowing that she had said the wrong thing, the white sheath buried her head in her knees again.

Just like what Store Manager Jin said, the white sheath has been kept by his side for a long time, and he has long been used to being free and loose, and I heard that the attribute of this poisonous tongue was also stimulated by the anger of the group of "rookie teammates" when playing games. So much so that the "poisonous tongue" has become a habit of the white sheath.

The title "dead ladyboy" is indeed excessive.

But in fact, the white sheath was an unintentional mistake, she just didn't want Fang Xing to get close to her...... I didn't expect to blurt out and become a dead shemale.

"White sheath girl, things have come to this point, you might as well say it directly, what else do you want?" Zhuo Yi stared at the white sheath and said, "Actually, if you return, it doesn't mean that you will lose your freedom, you can still play the game you want to play." No one is going to hold you back. But you can't forget that you and Master Jingke are one. ”

"Any wish, is it okay?"

"You can wish for anything." Zhuo Yi nodded.

The white sheath raised his head, and instantly came to his senses: "I want to develop a game!" ”