Ye Ye Academy, the seventy-second floor of the Day Tower.

The sunlight was still good, softly shining through the window lattice.

"Actually, I don't want to come here, after all, our two vice presidents are there." Mo Xiaojing smiled and lay on the snow-white sickbed, and explained with a somewhat pale face: "The lethality of the swimsuit of the Third Highness must be very lethal, and if you don't see it with your own eyes, you will definitely regret it for life." ”

"I'm just thinking." The second person said lightly: "When will there be only one ward left in the Student Government Association?" ”

She flipped through the pages of the book in her hand and didn't raise her head: "Men and women sleeping together or something!" ”

"The most annoying."

"I just feel like you're so lonely here." Mo Xiaojing smiled, his smile seemed to be endless, as if this handsome and warm skin was stuffed with a smile.

"Besides, I also brought condolences for you." He said so, then shook his finger, "Dognose, guess what?" ”

Ebi flapped her nose slightly, sniffing at the breath that filled the air.

The intensive care unit is for nursing purposes only and does not require the administration of disinfectants, so any obtrusive smells are not visible here.

Although this intellectual beauty with a keen sense of smell has a delicate nose and a jade, there is no strangeness in it, but she still slowly speaks her answer.

"The sweet smell of whipped cream is definitely no more than an hour's freshness."

"Soft pastries, and the aroma of fruit."

"The fruit should be a cherry because the smell is a little sweet and sour, but just right."

"The taste of baking powder, the taste of baked flour."

"That's it! Cherry cream cake! ”

Yibi said the smell she recognized little by little, and then pushed towards the truth step by step, and that serious look was simply lovely.

Mo Xiaojing looked at Yibi's small nose incredulously: "It's really a dog's nose!" ”

If we let our brains make up, then the elder and Captain Yibi will naturally lie on a snow-white big bed, snuggling there sweetly, and feeding each other sweet cakes affectionately in the posture of showing off the world's single dogs.

However, a double hospital bed is not common in any world.

The cherry cream cake is placed between the two beds, the snow-white and fluffy cream is decorated with bright red cherries, white porcelain trays, silver knives and forks, and the cake is evenly cut into pointed round-bottomed triangles.

Ebi held a sharp corner cake, carefully cut a piece with a silver knife and forked it and put it in her mouth, obviously satisfied with the flavor of the cake, then picked up the teacup and diluted the sweetness of the cake in her mouth with fragrant tea, and said with a smile: "Does the president have anyone you like?" With such good craftsmanship, the slaves have the urge to recommend their own pillows. ”

"Am I being too kind?" Mo Xiaojing shrugged helplessly: "Why do you all like to tease me so much?" ”

"Because the president is very charming as a man." Ebi swallowed the rest of the cake in one gulp, and the snow-white cream remained at the corner of her mouth.

"Isn't that chasing hard?" Mo Xiaojing smiled: "It's not like this, it's always hinting at teasing, and the endurance under it is limited, okay." ”

"Because the president won't like us." Yibi shook her head and smiled: "Smart girls have a little bit of their own intuition, and my intuition tells me that I will be waiting for someone. ”

"Therefore, the smart girl does not want to be able to accompany her until the end of her life." Yibi stretched out her fingers to wipe the remaining cream from the corner of her mouth, then stretched out her pink ********, licking the cream on her fingers little by little, and her voice was lazy and a little charming: "So sometimes, smart girls just want to eat a bite and leave." ”

"Spin your finger and lick it."

Yi Bi did as she said, licked it twice and felt that something was wrong, her pretty face was slightly red for a moment, and she said coquettishly: "Why are you like this, President?" ”

Mo Xiaojing laughed, high-fived hard, and echoed in the ward.

……

……

Lanliu Ice Castle.

As Her Royal Highness said, the game will not end because of her end, even if the lethality of the girl in the swimsuit has reached a rather alarming level.

It's just that for the Wraith, they are in a desperate situation.

What is despair?

It's not that the darkness without a little hope is despair, but that hope is in front of you, but you can't even take a step, you can't touch a finger.

At the end of the summer, all the members of the Friends team, after Mo Xiaojing left, almost spontaneously left their respective defensive positions and let the Stygian Fire team occupy the whole field.

There is no defense, there is no friction, there is no contest.

Then there is naturally only a goal in front of the Stygian fire players that is not defended by others, unlimited shooting time, and a 0-0 score.

Although the time to shoot on goal is almost infinite, the time of the game is limited, so even if you score a goal before the end of the game, you can win the game with certainty.

Besides, there was the girl in white standing opposite, and the rash conflict still couldn't please her.

So although the only mysterious girl who stopped in front of them had a faint sense of suppression from the heart, since the hope was placed so close, it was natural that they couldn't give up trying.

But the results of the attempt were hopeless.

Nine members of the Stygian Fire team, taking turns shooting wildly on the premise of no one defending.

But who can score under the girl's defense?

If you really want to, maybe it's just the girl named the weapon.

The Third Highness stood there quietly, her short fiery red hair swaying, her eyes as bright as the sunset staring ahead, three thin ice boards floating lonely beside her, but she did not try the tools given to strengthen the goalkeeper's defensive ability.

With just one white slender left hand, she easily blocked all the incoming balls.

Also, no space magic is used.

Look, the meteor dragged its long tail across the sky, and the sound of "whoosh-" breaking through the air seemed to be a roc skimming through the low altitude.

His Royal Highness stretched out a hand and raised it expressionlessly in the upper left corner, her toes rose a foot, and the ball quietly stopped spinning in front of the bare hand at that moment, allowing her to lower her arm at will and raise her wrist to return the ball to the other party.

It's not a provocation, because she doesn't smell sarcastic at all, it's just the feeling that I took the ball and gave it back to you.

The teenage girl never seemed to try to understand the specific rules of the sport, and all she did was what a goalkeeper was supposed to do.

Intercept the ball.

Hand it over.

On both of these things, she is meticulous.

Look, the blue flames filled the whole field, and the surging heat even made the water surface boil and rise mist, and the ball came with the posture of burning everything under the blessing of the flames.

"Wow-"

The Third Highness still raised her hand slowly, stretched it out to the right, the flames were extinguished, the air was cool again, she lowered her arm, gently raised her wrist, and handed the ball back to the other side.

Her movements seemed unhurried, but such slow movements caught up with the ball that was faster than the wind.

See, the darkness covered the vision, and the silent mist carried the ball forward.

The darkness covered everything and eroded everything, but she reached forward flatly, and saw a ball of leather coming from the end of the darkness, appearing on her bare hand, and the darkness shattered and melted.

Mo Ran looked at the beautiful girl in front of her who had never changed in the slightest and was as calm as water, feeling the supreme aura exuded from the other party's body that almost made him worship, and desperately thought about her possible identity in his heart, but he couldn't correspond to her in any of the number one people in the clan.

With that in mind, he looked back at his teammates.

The elites sent by those clans were all out of breath at this time, and sweat broke out on their foreheads.

It's not just exhaustion, although it's really exhausting to shoot infinitely like this, but more importantly, it's suppressed by this girl's breath, which disturbs the mind and will.

"Who the hell are you?"

Mo Ran looked at her, and finally couldn't help but ask.

The girl didn't even have the slightest disturbance in her breath, she looked sideways at the ink dye, and replied quietly:

"I'm sorry."

"I don't know."

"Still." She carefully considered the words: "Yes." ”

"Here we are."

……

……

The 72nd floor of the Sun Tower.

"He can't hurt you." Yibi put down the silver fork on his lips and asked curiously, "It's not that I haven't fought with him." ”

"It's so well hidden." Mo Xiaojing shook his head and smiled.

"But you're not me." Yibi blinked and said seriously.

"I'm already hurt, that's a fact." Mo Xiaojing simply played tricks, raised his hands and motioned to the other party to see his posture lying on the hospital bed.

It's just that this girl with blue and blue hair didn't speak, she just stared at Mo Xiaojing, her eyes were full of the taste of narrowness.

"Okay." Mo Xiaojing couldn't stand her gaze, and spread his hands to forgive: "It's done on purpose." ”

Then he didn't wait for Yibi to ask, and said quietly: "Because, someone will come." ”

"Your Majesty?" Ebi immediately thought of the right person, although it was an inquiry, but the tone was affirmative.

"And a weapon." Mo Xiaojing sighed: "If nothing else, Qian Mo will also appear at this time, because this is an occasion to show his strength." ”

"So." Mo Xiaojing said with a wry smile: "No matter who it is, I don't want to meet them at this time, you know." ”

Ebi smiled and nodded, then took out a delicate white stone chess box from under the pillow.

"In that case, the president might as well accompany the concubine to play a game."

(End of chapter)