"Yes. But the light dust is gone. "Madrigal helped his comrades climb out from under the car. As he spoke, he felt that Guangchen was recovering rapidly—as if every exhaustion made him more intimate with Guangchen.

"The battle plan has changed, and the 'decapitation operation' has been taken over by the Valkyrie. Li Zi looked back at the explosion, her silky hair was piled up on her shoulders, her elegant hairpin was shining, and her voice was cold and gentle: "You have found someone's headquarters." There are high-ranking people in the rebels, be careful, let me come. ”

Li Zi no longer looked at him, threw the truck casually, pulled out the ceremonial knife, and walked forward with cat steps, his white fingertips pressed the jaw of the knife, and the light dust had overflowed the blade at some point, forming a two-meter-long orange gas light knife.

The surviving Apocalypse Tank fired at her, and Li Zi didn't look back, and with a knife in his hand, he slashed with a loud sound, which was the explosion of high-speed spinning shell-piercing shells in the air. The air wave of the explosion made her hair flutter, and she just went her own way, walking to the most intense part of the explosion, and neither shrapnel nor heat could hurt her in the slightest.

Yu Long and Yang Ji looked at the beautiful back of the Valkyrie, as if the spirit was out of the body and the soul flew out of the sky. Madrigal stared at Li Zifei's short skirt, and suddenly thought that the maintenance power consumption of the "Light Dust Gas Light Knife" was 50 light dust per second, and even his Pastoral could only last for ten seconds. Why can Li Zi be so arrogant with the gas light knife and go to the place where the explosion is most intense?

"Why is your light dust reserve so high? can't you run out?" Madrigal is willing to be a hero to save beauty, but he can't tolerate being saved by a beautiful woman. He felt that he was compared to Li Zi, his self-esteem hurt, and he blurted out the things in his heart.

Li Zi heard it, but this time she still ignored him, and as soon as her shadow blurred, she was drowned in the flames and smoke of the explosion. In the air, only a wisp of incense remains. Fighting, as if there was nothing to do with the madrigal.

When Yu Long saw Shi Chang being hung by the goddess, he coughed awkwardly and muttered as a reminder: "The Valkyrie army is an elite of etiquette, and when she was admitted to the Rose Military Academy, she began to count her military age. The light and dust pool of others is deeper than the few of us combined. Thousands of them?

"Five thousand. She can beat ten of us with one. Yang Ji hung his head in frustration, and suddenly sighed: "Forget her, we will all forget her." This kind of girl is not something we can look up to, it will only multiply the distress. ”

Many Valkyries landed, and the gravity-defying recoil currents under their skirts kicked up a cloud of dust, and the fruits of victory were quickly reaped by them. Everyone was suddenly depressed and rested back to back. Pastoral Song was silent for a long time, and suddenly a sentence came out: "Do you know what is the most precious thing about primitive people?"

"Conquer the cruel natural environment?" Tang Xianchu bandaged his right arm and replied heartlessly.

"Nope. In the cruel and deadly natural environment, they will still look up at the starry sky with yearning and look forward to the unreachable sky. Pastoral touched the sky, slowly clenched his fists, and said to everyone: "As long as you work hard, there is nothing you can't do." Captains, centurions, samurai commanders, even warriors, captains, god of war, and even kings of the gods - one day, I will pick these coveted stars!"

Yu Long flattered him appropriately: "When the captain becomes the captain, marries Li Zi, and reaches the pinnacle of life, don't forget to sacrifice your life to follow your brothers." ”

Pastoral's heart beat violently, his face remained calm, and he argued forcefully: "It doesn't have to be Li Zi, it depends on whether the personality is compatible." ”

Even Yang Ji was cheerful, and laughed: "The implication is that the hand is captured!"

Yang Ji was going to please Shi Chang to be happy, but Mu Ge's body was cold. The Promotion Guide specifically mentions one group: the "Front-Line Gilded Regiment".

"The gilded regiments at the front, turning the war into a catwalk," wrote the "Guide to Promotion," "when capital buys out public opinion, it is urgently needed to convert it into a bureaucratic resource." The front-line gilded regiment came into being. Graduates of these prestigious universities should be asked to go to the front line to concoct news materials that will help them stand out in the general election. Remember, don't compete with them for merit, because the time of the 'Gilded Regiment' is precious, and they come for it. ”

Yang Ji didn't know anything about this information. Therefore, Yang Ji's unintentional words poked at the helplessness of the pastoral song.

When Pastoral Ge lowered his head and smiled bitterly, Tang Xianchu, who had no heart and lungs, shouted happily: "Shi Chang, Li Zi's face, I didn't have a chance to see it clearly, but her figure is really hot! We don't dare to think about it anyway, so it's best for Shi Chang to chase her into his hands, so that the water doesn't flow into the fields of outsiders!"

Pastoral was about to joke, Tang Xianchu suddenly stood upright and didn't dare to move, and the others suddenly fell silent.

He looked back and saw Li Zi walking out of the fire with her face strained, her uniform clean, only a line of blood splashed on her pleated short skirt. She was holding a severed hand, which was still holding a remote control, and a shocking red button reflected light on the remote control.

"Call it a day. Li Zi said this, and the graduates of the Rose Military Academy, who were cleaning up the battlefield around, all put their knives away. Li Zi walked past Pastoral with no one in his eyes, and muttered contemptuously: "Is this only the only thing to talk about behind your back?" Then he boarded the landing ship that had just been moored.

Pastoral Ge and Tang Xianchu looked at each other, not knowing how many words Li Zi heard.

The other girls of the Rose Military Academy were much more normal, and when they passed by the stunned Madrigal, some bowed their heads and were shy, some snickered, and some looked at him boldly, as if Madrigal was some kind of celebrity.

Pastoral was said by Li Zi, and he felt very uncomfortable, knowing that a girl was looking at him, he kept his face and ignored it, as if he was competing with Li Zi, and he was colder than anyone.

"Get up. When his light dust was almost recovered, he kicked Yang Ji and stood up to clean up his armor.

"What? Yang Ji muttered. He felt that a girl from the Rose Military Academy was watching him, and he was too happy to be happy.

"The body of the rebel leader is still inside. Cutting off his head and killing him back in the city will make the rebels surrender, and the Meteor Warriors will have fewer brothers. The madrigal's chest swelled with the desire to get ahead, and he panicked without doing something: "Follow me to end this war." ”

"Good. Yu Long was the deputy, he took the lead in obedience, and secretly remembered the strategic ideas of the pastoral, and warned himself to use it in the future.

Everyone else stood up and walked with the madrigal. Because of the negligence of high-level decision-making, a battle of dozens of minutes made Muziqi live and die two or three times, and it was Muge's determination and bravery that saved ten people from death, and even turned the tide of the battle for the entire Freedom Banner. Unconsciously, the pastoral banner has decided that the pastoral song is the backbone, and everyone only obeys the order of the pastoral song.

Only Tang Xianchu didn't joke heartlessly: "What are you doing when you go back to the city, you think about Wu Yu, Wu Yu still thinks that you rob him of his military merits." Why don't you go all the way back with the young ladies of the Valkyrie Legion, and you can still say a few more words to that person. ”

"You like young lady, I don't interfere. But let me be clear, just because I owe her life doesn't mean I have thoughts about her or anything else. I'm not uncommon if my personality doesn't match. Madrigal suddenly said something strong. He was haunted by Li Zi's contemptuous tone, and his self-esteem ached faintly, and he couldn't help but say something serious.

Tang Xianchu looked at his comrades-in-arms, and then shut up in amusement.

Madrigal now has only one impulse: to become stronger, regardless of the hardship. Before, he was just tired of looking up. Now, only attention can cure hunger.