Han Qingyu didn't look at the crowd, and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Just seemed to be a very handsome and awesome scene, but in fact, if any detail went wrong, he could be seriously injured or even die on the spot.

"Fortunately, everything is completed according to plan, and now we are just waiting for Yang Qingbai to come around...... He's coming. ”

At this time, most of the big pointed spaceships in the air were still chasing after the needlefish.

And the six spaceships that had separated and crashed into Han Qingyu before had also tried to turn around and rushed towards him again, towards the roof of the building.

Turning around and glancing at the six spaceships, Han Qingyu raised his hand and hung the blue light pillar sword back behind him.

He didn't meet the attack, because Yang Qingbai would arrive first.

Will let go of the chains of dead iron......

Then, the "train" will continue to drive in the air, but the biggest threat has been temporarily lifted.

"Whoosh!"

The Needlefish-class spacecraft arced above the rooftop.

Because it was too deep, it was directly attracted, took away the last six shuttle flying machines, and then drove the train and turned away in the air.

Han Qingyu was still standing on the roof of the building, and the whole person was stunned.

Because in this process, Yang Qingbai did not let go of the dead iron chain.

He made this trip, as if it was just to get close to the lure, and then take the last six big pointed ships.

"Innocent, innocent, what are you doing, Yang Qingbai?!"

Han Qingyu understood, and shouted anxiously in the intercom.

After a few seconds, "Hehe, I'll take them for a few more laps...... Yang Qingbai smiled and said, "This place should not be far from Yuejiang University, you go quickly, Qingzi." ”

"You ......"

"What are you worried about? I said, I'm the best, and you said you believe. Yang Qingbai said in a relaxed tone: "Trust me, go quickly." ”

So, this is probably actually what he had planned just now.

He hadn't even thought about putting the chains down.

It's just that at that time, because Yang Qingbai was in a special blue flight suit, which might be thicker and more complicated than an astronaut's spacesuit, Han Qingyu didn't notice the subtle abnormalities in his tone and expression.

In fact, the needlefish can't stop anymore.

Just now, the refuser's communication told Yang Qingbai that more than a dozen large-pointed flying machines had scattered in the sky over Linzhou, and it was expected that they would soon be attracted to him.

It was also at that time that Yang Qingbai said: "I am the best...... Because I know you, I must be. ”

There is a gap in absolute speed, and the needlefish doesn't even dare to walk in a straight line in the face of the blue spaceship that is not uncommon with big tips.

As more and more big pointed ships trail behind, and the Pan-Blue ships continue to join, it will no longer be able to reduce its speed even the slightest.

Even in the face of aerial cluster killing, it began to be unable to decide its own direction.

can only be in the constant passive response, in the gap between life and death, constantly escape, escape, escape...... It flew without direction until the ship's energy was exhausted, and it was overtaken, impacted, and destroyed by one big pointed spaceship after another.

Yang Qingbai couldn't send Han Qingyu to Yuejiang University.

The situation over there is urgent, and he knows his physical fitness very well, so he can't let Qingzi take him down......

In the end, he couldn't let Han Qingyu return to the spaceship.

To put it mildly, Yang Qingbai still has a thought in his heart, even if Han Qingyu has the opportunity to take him down, Yang Qingbai can't let the more than 20 big-pointed aircraft behind him smash into the tens of thousands of citizens below because of the loss of air targets.

"Are you leaving?... You've never been a mother-in-law, Han Qingyu. ”

When Yang Qingbai said this in the intercom, the train in the air had become longer, and at the same time, it completely disappeared from the sight of the crowd on the long street, including Han Qingyu.

"You ......" Han Qingyu was entangled on the battlefield for the first time and was at a loss.

"Let's go, go help, go to your uncle's! If you don't bother Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu won't die!" "Da!" Yang Qingbai scolded angrily, and then cut off the call, cutting off the entire channel they contacted.

The long street, the crowd, the train that drove in the air disappeared.

No one knew exactly what happened on the rooftop, because the two big pointed spacecraft that were shot down in the distance were cheered by people at the scene.

The videographer finally got a new battery.

But the figure on the top of the building has also disappeared.

"I'm wondering how I should describe that scene to you......" The reporter's hand holding the microphone was shaking, and his voice was shaking.

............

For more than three years, except for test drives and regular training camps that began in the later period, Yang Qingbai spent a lot of time in 1777, where he lived at the sentry post and took care of cats and dogs.

Of course, he also gnawed on the source energy block, and the F-level physique occasionally had a trace of absorption, about a standard source energy block that could gnaw for half a year.

Not busy and vast, it turned out that he lived with him at the sentry post and slept in the Chase bunk, which was their nest. But later, because of excessive panic and nervous breakdown, a cat and a dog took the initiative to abandon the nest and escape.

Because Yang Qingbai is a terrible person, he will suddenly sleepwalk in the middle of the night, and suddenly grab a cat's head, a dog's head or a dog's legs...... Start driving.

............

Taking a deep breath, he narrowly avoided a horizontal collision, and Yang Qingbai's face was bitter.

"That's right, Lao Tzu is the best. ”

He made that choice, a choice to die, but he didn't admit that he was going to die. This is the sharp edge of the stream, the style imprinted by Han Qingyu.

Now Yang Qingbai's only chance is to go to the sea.

He no longer has a way to decide the exact direction of flight, but the sea is very wide, and there is no need for a precise route and direction, so as long as there is a gap and opportunity, he tries to move the angle, and risks moving little by little, so that the needlefish goes in the direction of the sea......

Maybe less than a 10 percent chance that he will make it to the surface.

When you get to the surface of the sea, you can find an opportunity to make a desperate bet and plunge headlong.

That maybe a few percent chance that he would survive.

Yang Qingbai didn't calculate, so in the end, how many chances he had to survive, in short, he tried to do it little by little.

"I don't know what happened to the plague chicken, the rusty girl and the shirt?" A little regretful for cutting off the channel, Yang Qingbai was worried.

Just once...... Yang Qingbai put aside distracting thoughts and paid full attention.

On this day, in the sky above the city of Yalinzhou, there was a longer and longer, lonely train. There are many people who have seen it in many places, and they have seen it dangerous, without direction, but it has never stopped.

............

"Bang! bang......"

Han Qingyu listened to the gunshots and finally found his position.

As far as the eye can see:

There was only one red shoulder at the scene, and there were wounds, several, the largest of which was a stab in the abdomen and a bullet that widened out.

At the same time, the rusty girl was struggling to support, and one of his shoulders was flattened.

"Boom!"

Han Qingyu went straight into the battlefield from the side and rear, and the pillar sword swung up, holding a slash from the red shoulder for the rusty girl, and at the same time, the knife in his right hand dragged along the flank and from the waist of the red shoulder.

"Whew. Red Shoulders stepped back with a hiss, and the two sides of the battlefield parted briefly.

"Where's Wu Xian?" asked Han Qingyu anxiously.

"He, he drove the dying tide, stabbed this body with wounds for wounds, and left us ...... Alone, dragging the other red shoulders away. ”

Rusty Sister choked up.