Mo Qingsan had white hair and blue eyes, his arms were wrapped in armor, and at the moment when the Gonglian mecha approached, he rose up, and the cold air around him surged, swaying behind him, as if he was wearing a light blue cloak.

"Fight against a single mech, array!"

Seeing the young man rushing forward, in the front fighting mecha, the tall man roared, the mechanical arm shook, the palm of his hand expanded, and the turbulent shock wave was directly slapped out without hesitation.

Behind him, the other four people stood around his sides in an instant, their heavy mechanical feet flashing with light, stomping on the ground fiercely, and a large range of shockwaves fanned forward and rapidly expanded.

In the face of the attack of the fighting mecha without dead ends, Mo Qingsan's ice-blue eyes were full of hatred and anger, and his speed did not decrease at all, and he actually planned to force it forward.

When he knew that this thing called the "Wenqu Star Frost Monarch" armor could activate its hidden power by consuming life force, Mo Qingsan, who was lying on his bed, thought funny, it was really strange, he was alive and well, and his life was still so long, how could he consume life force to have such a short period of power, isn't it stupid?

However, disaster struck from heaven, and his parents died tragically, and he fled all the way. Mo Qingsan suddenly understood that sometimes, there are some things that you don't want to do, so you won't do them.

In this world, there will always be something that makes you desperate to fight for it.

Mo Qingsan's eyes were full of light, he didn't want to retreat, since he had decided to give his life, why should he be afraid of death?

The ice and snow storm in the sky surged wildly, whistling and enveloping the young man's body, and slammed into each other with the oncoming shock wave, and a fierce explosion sounded, and a blue light came out of the snow dust scattered in mid-air, and came directly to the tall man's mecha.

"How dare he!"

The tall man never thought that someone would brave the full power of the fighting mecha to face it head-on, which was a huge force that could shatter a five- or six-meter-tall building with one blow!

Mo Qingsan's choice made him have no time to make the next move, the face of the young man in the monitor was clearly visible, and the flashing blue light became his last memory before he slept in the dark.

The huge combat mecha was shattered by the Ice Defender and fell to the ground.

The tall man died, and the other people all looked at the young man who was surrounded in the center in shock, at this moment, they felt that it was not this white-haired imp who was surrounded, but the four of them.

"Quick, retreat!"

Faced with the situation of certain death, several people panicked all of a sudden, and they didn't care about attacking again, controlling the mecha to turn around and want to escape.

"The mecha is too bulky, it will blow itself up directly, otherwise it won't be able to escape!" After all, there was still a person who reacted, desperately pressed the self-detonation button in the mecha, and immediately opened the hatch and was wrapped in an airbag and ejected.

The other people immediately reacted, the situation at this time, if they lose the mecha, the chance of survival will be higher, and they all pressed the self-explosion button, wanting to leave the mecha, but how could Mo Qingsan easily give them such a chance, I saw that his palm that did not hold the gun was gently raised, and he pressed it into the air, and endless ice and snow surged in an instant, enveloping all those mechas.

Except for the person at the beginning, who left the mecha smoothly, the others desperately pressed the ejection button, and sat in the mecha that was ready to explode with a desperate face and could not get out.

Rumble!

Four muffled sounds took three lives, and the only survivor fled frantically with both hands and feet, trying to live.

Poof!

His body froze suddenly, and he lowered his head in a daze, looking at the palm of his chest stretched out, wrapped in dark blue armor, and the blood gushing out was frozen into ice slag.

Mo Qingsan didn't say a word, slowly withdrew his hand, and watched his body slowly fall down with emotionless eyes.

Turning around, the young man walked step by step, with each step, the momentum on his body decreased by one point, he looked at Mu Bei in the distance, his cold eyes melted, and halfway through, the ice blue armor on his body dissipated.

"San'er!"

Mu Beiqiang stood up, rushed forward, and directly hugged the body of the young man who fell forward.

"Sister Mubei, I'm so tired......"

Mo Qingsan fell into Mu Bei's arms, his ice blue eyes were extremely dim, and his eyelids were heavy and wanted to close, but they were forcibly opened by Mu Bei with his fingers.

"You can't sleep, you can't sleep!"

Mu Bei shouted in his ear, tears flowing from the corners of her eyes, she hadn't felt this way for a long, long time, so sad that her heart ached, as if she was about to lose someone extremely important.

On the horizon, there was a faint buzzing engine sound, but Mu Bei didn't care about it at all, she looked at the young man in her arms in a daze, his eyes were still closed, and his whole breath was dying, as if he was about to leave this world at any time.

"Why ......"

"There's no need to do this......"

The girl lowered her eyes, and two crystal traces slowly slid down the pretty face, dripping on the young man's face.

In the distance, there was a sound of fierce wind pressure and air currents, and several flying mechs fell to the ground, the hatch opened, and several figures walked out from within.

"Boss, we seem to be late."

These people were dressed in white, led by a sturdy black man, who was holding a golden disc in his hand, and the pointer on the disc was firmly pointing at Mu Bei and the others, to be precise, pointing to the ice defender in Mo Qingsan's hand.

The black man ignored the words of the others, he kept looking at Mu Bei and Mo Qingsan, without saying a word, and walked up slowly.

Hearing the footsteps, Mu Bei raised her head, with murderous intent in her eyes, she subconsciously wanted to make a move, but heard the black man's rough voice say: "Don't get me wrong, I want to pick up our adult's communication for you, I think, as long as this child is not dead, there should still be rescue." ”

Mu Bei frowned, looked at the communicator that the black man took out in his hand, and took it hesitantly.

"Hey, Priss, have you found it?" A calm middle-aged male voice came from the communicator.

"You're from the Alliance?" Mu Bei said softly.

“……”

After a brief silence, a voice sounded again in the communicator:

"Hello, I'm Mohe, one of the five elders of the current Chuan Alliance, and the military chief of the Chuan Alliance."

I have to say that the impression of the Chuanmeng is much better than that of the Communist Alliance, which is also an important reason why Mubei is willing to communicate with the people of the Chuanmeng.

Even though she knew that the goals of the people of the Alliance were the same as those of the Alliance, they were all Frost Monarchs.

But now that San'er's life is on the line, Mu Bei really has no choice.

"San'er has exhausted his life force in order to stimulate the Frost Monarch, can you save him?" Mu Bei asked directly, she knew that the other party would definitely be able to understand what she said, although the elders and military chiefs of the Alliance did not understand the internal system of the Alliance, they should be a high-ranking and powerful existence.

There was silence in the communicator for a while, Mo He didn't seem to expect Mu Bei's words to be so direct, and he felt that the other party didn't want to waste time, so his answer was just as direct.

"If you want to save him and come back with Priss, I need to observe his specific condition before I can draw conclusions."

Mo He pondered his tone for a moment and said again: "I know that you may not trust us very much, and I can't do anything about this for a while, but I can guarantee in the name of the military captain of the Chuan Alliance that you will be safe, and we will not restrict your freedom." ”

"What do you think?"

Mu Bei thought about it, looked at the unconscious young man in his arms, and finally nodded.

Seeing that Mu Bei agreed, the others except Pulis also showed a relieved expression, and Black Han Pulis squatted down and stretched out his hand to Mu Bei, signaling that he wanted to help her carry Mo Qingsan on his back.

"No need."

However, Mu Bei categorically refused, she tried to stand up, held San'er in her arms, and walked slowly, very slowly, towards the flying mecha.

Pulis didn't say anything, waved his hand to signal retreat, and several people walked beside Mu Bei.

Coming to the flying mecha, there is not much space in the cabin, Mu Bei insisted on not letting go of San'er, Pulis motioned to a slightly thinner person to take Mu Bei and the two, everyone sat on the flying mecha, the whistling engine sounded, the mechanical light wings opened, and the mecha took off.

In the silent snow, only the wreckage of the mecha and the frozen body remained, sleeping here forever.

On the battlefield of the snowfield with roaring artillery fire, the white-hot battle that had entered at this moment, the position of the Communist Alliance was originally completely suppressed, and there was no room for resistance, but a few hours ago, a sudden giant avalanche poured into the firepower point of the Alliance, burying countless mechas.

Although it did not cause any major casualties, it completely disintegrated the rhythm of the attack.

The avalanche buried and blocked the people and horses of the Alliance, taking advantage of this opportunity, the army of the Communists did not attack, but took the opportunity to withdraw, and when the people of the Chuan Alliance hurriedly restored the formation and reorganized the formation, the people of the Communists came to the high ground on one side, relying on the advantage of the terrain, the heavy artillery mecha fired wildly, as if to vent the previous anger.

Although there is a flying mecha to protect, but there is still a lot of loss, Mo He's expression is subtle, he is not angry, but he is interested: "This avalanche is really interesting, did someone secretly move his hands and feet?" ”

If it was a shock caused by the battle, the avalanche caused by it was not enough to affect the mecha battle line where they were located, and at this time, a huge avalanche of this scale, and it rushed straight in the direction where they were, it would be too coincidental if it was a coincidence.

Looking at the Gonglian position on the mountainside in the distance, Mo He smiled lightly and said: "The mecha troops of the border defense base, it was really an avalanche that gave you the courage to take the initiative to fire." ”

"Flying mecha squad, send someone to drop annihilation bombs, since Gonglian is playing hard with us, don't be polite to them anymore."