Chapter 84: Cute is a warm adjective
Cheng Jinghuan didn't notice this little hint, she put all her heart and soul into purifying the seeds.
The tentacles of spiritual power probed into the cold flame lamp seed, and she could "see" some of the black mist that had condensed together.
It's not much, but it's solid.
Those black mist exuded an uncomfortable aura, like beasts lurking in the darkness, ready to pounce at any moment.
Cheng Jinghuan tried to use her spiritual power to probe in from the front, but the black mist was very stubborn and resisted her.
Ten minutes later, she still hadn't been able to clear the black mist.
On the contrary, her mental power has already consumed one-third.
Looking at the black mist firmly entrenched in the center of the seed, Cheng Jinghuan made a bold move.
She divided her spiritual power into several wisps, each of which was equal spiritual power, and then approached the black mist at the same time.
Black Mist didn't seem to expect so much pure spiritual power to approach him, and he seemed a little at a loss for a while.
It was at this moment that Cheng Jinghuan's spiritual power pierced into the black mist and tore a small hole.
The black mist surged, and it seemed to panic.
Cheng Jinghuan held his breath and concentrated and cleared the black fog little by little.
Time passed bit by bit, and I don't know how long it took, Cheng Jinghuan withdrew his spiritual power with a pale face.
Her hands were propped up on the table, her arms trembling slightly.
The black mist was barely cleared, but she no longer had any extra spiritual power to cultivate.
Cheng Jinghuan, who knew her strength, slowly sat down with her body, she slowed down for a while, and inadvertently swept the friend message on the light brain.
[L: Do you want to make a copy today?] ã
It was sent half an hour ago.
Cheng Jinghuan glanced at the seeds, and estimated that with his current situation, he was afraid that he would not be able to cultivate this cold fire lamp.
Instead of guarding here, let's take a look at the following copy.
Thinking so, she replied: [Next. ã
She withdrew from the culture room and sent L an invitation to form a team.
The invitation quickly passed, and the two teamed up to enter a low-level dungeon.
In addition to the Zerg, there is also a beautiful waterfall in the dungeon.
The sound of the waterfall became the background sound of the battle, and it was hearty.
After Cheng Jinghuan killed a few zergs, he felt that something was wrong with his mental power, and he withdrew directly from the mecha, looked at L next to him and said, "Mr. L, do you know how to drive a mecha?" â
"Hmm." L answered.
Cheng Jinghuan's eyes lit up slightly, "Then the rest of the Zerg will be handed over to you, Mr. L?" â
"I don't think I've ever seen you fly a mech."
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"I'm sorry." He lowered his eyes, "I'm not very convenient. â
Cheng Jinghuan was stunned, and for some reason, the words "mental breakdown" appeared in his mind.
L can fly a mech, but it's not very convenient.
Such rhetoric seems to foreshadow something.
He may also have a mental breakdown, so he will not dare to drive the mecha easily, once the mental power makes a little mistake in the process, I am afraid that it will be doomed.
"I'm the one who should say I'm sorry." Cheng Jinghuan had a little guilt in his eyes, "It's because I didn't think it through." â
She sat down cross-legged, "I've used my mental power a little too much today, I'm afraid I won't be able to kill these zergs." â
She looked at L and smiled, "We're not going to be trapped in this dungeon, are we?" â
"No, it won't." L's firm voice came, "You don't need a mech to kill them." â
He took two steps forward, and the light fell on him, making Cheng Jinghuan in a trance for a moment.
L's back is very similar to Lu Shinian.
L pulled out a laser gun out of nowhere, took it in one hand, and fired a shot.
There seemed to be nothing in front of it, but there was a trace of fluctuation in the moment when the laser pierced.
Then the system pops up a prompt: [You have killed one of the Zerg. ã
Next was the battlefield of L's alone, and he didn't move, so he killed the surrounding zerg with a laser gun.
He fired his gun so steadily that he didn't even see if the Zerg that had been hit by the laser gun was dead.
He was too confident.
He was so confident that he seemed to be used to this kind of thing.
Cheng Jinghuan looked at his back and suddenly asked, "Is L from the military department?" â
L turned his back to her, slowly lowered his hand, and imperceptibly responded with an "um".
Cheng Jinghuan's eyes flashed thoughtfully, could it be said that the military department has any body size standards?
She always felt that L and Lu Shinian's body shape was very similar.
But the people in the military department seem to be in good shape?
Before she could think about it, she heard L ask, "Are you too?" â
Cheng Jinghuan shook his head, "I'm not." â
"But I ...... Well, my sir is. â
L Xin raised slightly, "Your husband?" Are you married? â
"Married." Cheng Jinghuan also generously admitted, "I got married three months ago." â
It's been three months.
Cheng Jinghuan was in a trance, and when he came back to his senses, he found that L had turned around and was looking at her.
He stood, tall, and the light and shadow reflected on him, so that she could only look up at him as she sat on the ground.
L seemed to realize something, and slowly crouched down, making eye contact with her.
"What do you think of your husband?"
The face hidden under the mask had a nervousness that he didn't even notice.
Cheng Jinghuan recalled the years when he landed.
The man rarely smiled, but was unexpectedly gentle.
He has a great righteousness in his heart and a heavy burden on his body, and spends most of his time in the First Army commanding the overall situation.
Occasionally, she came home and didn't spend much time seeing him.
But he respected her and gave her a lot of freedom.
"He's a very strong, very powerful person."
She described him in the simplest of words.
While the memories kept flashing, the years with the wolf's ears and the wolf's tail suddenly appeared.
He is like a child with a beastly desire due to a nervous breakdown, and he has a possessive desire unique to beasts.
Cheng Jinghuan subconsciously touched the wrist of his right hand, he always likes to wrap his wolf tail around her wrist, wrapped very tightly, as if to integrate her with him.
But she has an innocent expression, and she is used to being coquettish, and she often can't cope with making an innocent and pitiful expression with such a face.
Cheng Jinghuan chuckled out loud and added, "But it's also a lovely person." â
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He lived for nearly thirty years and was never praised for his cuteness.
He should have been angry, because the word "cute" symbolizes weakness in his world, symbolizes the need to be protected.
But he has never stood up to the sky, how can he be described as "cute"?
But unexpectedly, he was not angry.
He even felt that the temperature of the word "cute" diluted the coldness brought by the words "powerful" and "powerful".
It seems to show that he is different in the eyes of his little wife.
But......
The corners of L's mouth hooked, "Describe a man as cute?" â
Cheng Jinghuan chuckled, put his index finger on his lips, and made a booing motion.
"Can't you tell him~"
"He knew he was going to be upset."