(How many tomorrows)

And in the next moment, thousands of beams of white light flew by, slicing through the dark void of Celestial Combination, leaving a bright trail in the misty gray mist while stabbing precisely at the fragile Mo Liship, those extremely calculated pillars of light intertwined into a magnificent cage with a fragrant death aura calling its prisoners.

There was silence in the main control cabin, no one believed that the captain's sister could escape in such a desperate situation, they had all witnessed Hazuki driving Lan Ruo through hundreds of millions of kilometers of meteorite belt unharmed, but even with such superb piloting skills, under such an attack, they might only choose to die with dignity.

Only Ye Yue and Yin Qing watched coldly, as if they had already known the ending of the screenwriter.

The next moment is called a miracle.

What an incredible art it is, the battleship named Mo Li dances on the edge of life and death, she is a lonely dancer, her dazzling beam of light is her unreachable dance partner, and she deflects again and again. The purchased perfect curve is a mockery of the infinite reality created by the dual factors of the ultimate grasp of time difference and its own incomparable superior performance, about destruction.

Seeing the agile and elegant Mo Liship, like a pure black swift shuttling through the dense jungle, dancing in the white forest unscathed, everyone in the main control cabin was greatly cheered, and some even cheered quietly.

But on the main console, Lan Ruo's real controllers were still calm, and Yin stood on the side and spoke quietly, "Princess." ”

These two words seemed to contain great magic at this moment, making the short-haired sister tremble slightly.

Even if Ye Xing showed such a miraculous operation, Yue, who was also a pilot, clearly knew that all dodging under such a dense attack was futile, and if there was no external assistance, destruction would eventually show his cruel smile.

"I'm sorry." The young captain spoke coldly, and at the same time, everyone felt a steady and rhythmic vibration underneath them, and they understood that this was a sign of the ship's shifting gear.

Hardly any of them tried to stop it, even though they all understood what their captain was going to do, and what that meant to Lan Ruo. However, none of them wanted to see Ye Xing turn into cosmic dust. In the nine months they had been sailing together, they had already fallen in love with the lively, funny, and affectionate second captain. And in the next moment, thousands of beams of white light flew by, slicing through the dark void of Celestial Combination, leaving a bright trail in the misty gray mist while stabbing precisely at the fragile Mo Liship, those extremely calculated pillars of light intertwined into a magnificent cage with a fragrant death aura calling its prisoners.

There was silence in the main control cabin, no one believed that the captain's sister could escape in such a desperate situation, they had all witnessed Hazuki driving Lan Ruo through hundreds of millions of kilometers of meteorite belt unharmed, but even with such superb piloting skills, under such an attack, they might only choose to die with dignity.

Only Ye Yue and Yin Qing watched coldly, as if they had already known the ending of the screenwriter.

The next moment is called a miracle.

What an incredible art it is, the battleship named Mo Li dances on the edge of life and death, she is a lonely dancer, her dazzling beam of light is her unreachable dance partner, and she deflects again and again. The purchased perfect curve is a mockery of the infinite reality created by the dual factors of the ultimate grasp of time difference and its own incomparable superior performance, about destruction.

Seeing the agile and elegant Mo Liship, like a pure black swift shuttling through the dense jungle, dancing in the white forest unscathed, everyone in the main control cabin was greatly cheered, and some even cheered quietly.

But on the main console, Lan Ruo's real controllers were still calm, and Yin stood on the side and spoke quietly, "Princess." ”

These two words seemed to contain great magic at this moment, making the short-haired sister tremble slightly.

Even if Ye Xing showed such a miraculous operation, Yue, who was also a pilot, clearly knew that all dodging under such a dense attack was futile, and if there was no external assistance, destruction would eventually show his cruel smile.

"I'm sorry." The young captain spoke coldly, and at the same time, everyone felt a steady and rhythmic vibration underneath them, and they understood that this was a sign of the ship's shifting gear.

Hardly any of them tried to stop it, even though they all understood what their captain was going to do, and what that meant to Lan Ruo. However, none of them wanted to see Ye Xing turn into cosmic dust. In the nine months they had been sailing together, they had already fallen in love with the lively, funny, and affectionate second captain. And in the next moment, thousands of beams of white light flew by, slicing through the dark void of Celestial Combination, leaving a bright trail in the misty gray mist while stabbing precisely at the fragile Mo Liship, those extremely calculated pillars of light intertwined into a magnificent cage with a fragrant death aura calling its prisoners.

There was silence in the main control cabin, no one believed that the captain's sister could escape in such a desperate situation, they had all witnessed Hazuki driving Lan Ruo through hundreds of millions of kilometers of meteorite belt unharmed, but even with such superb piloting skills, under such an attack, they might only choose to die with dignity.

Only Ye Yue and Yin Qing watched coldly, as if they had already known the ending of the screenwriter.

The next moment is called a miracle.

What an incredible art it is, the battleship named Mo Li dances on the edge of life and death, she is a lonely dancer, her dazzling beam of light is her unreachable dance partner, and she deflects again and again. The purchased perfect curve is a mockery of the infinite reality created by the dual factors of the ultimate grasp of time difference and its own incomparable superior performance, about destruction.

Seeing the agile and elegant Mo Liship, like a pure black swift shuttling through the dense jungle, dancing in the white forest unscathed, everyone in the main control cabin was greatly cheered, and some even cheered quietly.

But on the main console, Lan Ruo's real controllers were still calm, and Yin stood on the side and spoke quietly, "Princess." ”

These two words seemed to contain great magic at this moment, making the short-haired sister tremble slightly.

Even if Ye Xing showed such a miraculous operation, Yue, who was also a pilot, clearly knew that all dodging under such a dense attack was futile, and if there was no external assistance, destruction would eventually show his cruel smile.

"I'm sorry." The young captain spoke coldly, and at the same time, everyone felt a steady and rhythmic vibration underneath them, and they understood that this was a sign of the ship's shifting gear.

Hardly any of them tried to stop it, even though they all understood what their captain was going to do, and what that meant to Lan Ruo. However, none of them wanted to see Ye Xing turn into cosmic dust. In the nine months they had been sailing together, they had already fallen in love with the lively, funny, and affectionate second captain.

(End of chapter)