Chapter 227: A Sword Breaks
"There was once a girl who put a little flower on my desk. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"The little flowers are very fragrant."
"It's beautiful."
"The white and crystal petals are sweet, but the fragrance of the summer makes me sad."
I turned my head to look at the girl who had been standing at the door of the classroom for a century, and bowed my head cowardly.
"I myself feel like I'm too mature."
"I don't dare to accept such a little flower."
"I can't accept too much hope stained with such a small flower."
"And if I could turn back time, I would be desperate to chase it out and seize the unforgettable decision caused by this momentary choice."
"At the very least, I sincerely say thank you to this girl."
"Thank you very much."
Regret.
Blaming himself, Hao Feng looked at the lively world of the arena outside through the tulle, and looked directly at the tip of the sword that stabbed over.
The phantom of the tide that flowed through the memories turned the tip of the sword that was enough to defeat him into a small flower.
The florets are as beautiful as ever.
What they bring is confusing to people's minds.
Haofeng shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Alright."
"This kind of thing doesn't belong to me in the first place."
"What's the point of what is being imposed on me?" He thought silently.
Yes.
The story is true.
It's just that this story doesn't belong to Haofeng himself.
Maybe I don't even know that I'm the most handsome in the user universe, and Starfall Battle, which is trapped in silk, will hallucinate.
And these illusions are the reason why Silk is able to block the burst of nuclear power of Starfall Battle.
And so it is.
Too many people will have such a small flower in their hearts.
When I think back on these unforgettable memories, how can I easily break such a memory?
In this case, what kind of head-on battle is it like?
But it's a pity.
Haofeng has no such past.
When I talk about it, I am more pathetic for no reason.
The reason is precisely because of this that Haofeng saw through these little tricks in a moment.
"What's more!"
"How can these precious memories be trampled on casually by you, something that doesn't even have life or feelings?"
"Do you know how sad these things can be for those who have lost little flowers?"
"Is it really fun to play tricks on people?"
"Just kidding." Hao Feng looked up.
The black sword of the sea of stars rose up with hot flames, and the tip of the sword hung low, and the flames dripped downward, like magma.
The next second.
Volcanic eruptions!
Magma is spewing away!
Brilliant sparks are like fireworks in the memory of the past, breaking this thin layer of satin cotton yarn!
The wind and flames swirled out of the fire tornado as hard as it could, sending out a storm of yellow sand.
The audience was stunned.
A pair of eyes like wooden chickens.
I'm the most handsome in the universe, and I'm stupid to watch.
He couldn't figure out what it was all about.
How could anyone be able to break through the barrier of silk in such a short period of time and without much effort?
The introduction to the meteorite code clearly states that the silk can at least trap the vast majority of Starfall battles for a long enough time!
"Don't you say!"
"Could it be that this Hao Changsheng doesn't belong to the vast majority of those people!?" I'm the most handsome in the universe, and I'm a little sudden.
It's just that it's too late.
The verdict has arrived.
The degree of flame burning attached to the Xinghai Black Sword far exceeded that of every time Hao Feng used it before!
A brilliant knife.
A fiery gap of more than ten meters appeared in the air out of thin air!
Void Throat!
My most handsome body in the universe appears right in the middle of this gap!
Half a second later.
His virtual health bar was emptied in an instant.
The whole person's body is broken from the middle position!
A great hint of victory appeared over the arena.
"Winner."
"Hao Changsheng!" The audience silently recited these two short sentences systematically.
The shock left their minds blank.
Completely unreasonable, when they saw it again, they found that the figure of Hao Changsheng in the arena had faded.
"It's offline."
"He went straight offline......"
Basically full Internet café.
Hao Feng sat on the soft and supportive sofa and took off his gaming helmet.
At first, without saying a word, I picked up the half pack of cigarettes on the table.
Picked a cigarette out.
The ignition was pumped, and then looking at the huge Fan Luxiu and the scholar next to him who were still in their respective games, the whole person returned to reality.
"Depressed."
"Good memories are stuffed like this."
"The black technology of the Federation is too barbaric, this strengthens it, I'm afraid it will be able to control others." Hao Feng thought casually.
He's fine.
I just wonder where I don't know where I came from.
And what about depression?
It came quickly, and it was quite fast when it left.
Starfall Battle's willpower was firm, so that Hao Feng almost recovered before he finished a cigarette.
What small flowers.
What a girl's.
The things in the memory, the silence in the memory, just think about it when you are old, what are you doing in the silence?
How tiring.
People always have to look forward, don't they?
Hao Feng lowered his head and took a cigarette in his mouth, and stood up straight from the sofa.
After stretching his waist, he called the network manager who he had been familiar with for a long time, and took a few dollars to come to the vending machine.
Raising his eyebrows and looking at the price of banana milk with lazy eyes, Haofeng's whole person was suddenly not calm!
Cigarette butts fall on the ground.
He stretched out his hand and pointed to the price of the banana milk, and asked the network administrator in disbelief.
"it!"
"When did the price of banana milk go up?"
"Originally, it was only three yuan, but now you have raised the price to four yuan for me?!" Hao Feng asked in disbelief.
"Ahaha......"
"This ......"
"Big brother, the price of this thing has been going up for a long time...... "The little brother of the network administrator said that he was very embarrassed.
There is no way to understand that Haofeng, a person who ignores the Wishbone Gang, would actually drink banana milk.
It's so curious.
"It doesn't make sense!"
"Aren't there many people who drink this thing?"
"Why is the price still rising?" Haofeng said that this feeling can't be overcome!
"Uh."
"It's because too few people drink banana milk......"
"We can't do the wholesale price of our list, otherwise you will drink durian milk?"
"We just bought the new flavor two days ago, and the price given by the manufacturer is three yuan." The webmaster replied.
"Just kidding!"
"Is there durian milk in the world?"
"It's the same poison." Haofeng hurriedly waved his hand and stuffed four yuan into the vending machine, "Forget it, four yuan is four yuan!" ”
"Unconscionable businessman ......"
"I'm also convinced." Hao Feng said to himself, pressing the button of banana milk.
Bang.
Banana milk fell out.
At the same time, a familiar girl's voice came from the door of the Internet café.
"Haofeng."
"This time, I'll see where you're going!"