Bai Yueguang Breaks Up Everyday

"Has the data of the Church of the Fallen God been sealed?"

The female voice sounded coldly.

"Report to the executive officer, the new world has completed 89%, and it will be fully stitched in 25 minutes to form an independent confined space."

"What about the migration of residents?"

"According to your instructions, ten motherships were dispatched, and they moved smoothly."

She made a decision, "After the notice, after the space becomes independent, all personnel will evacuate immediately without any delay."

The subordinate hesitated, "Head, you decide for yourself, will Sifo Honglu..."

The executive raised her neckline, her face flaunting the bright and confident of her superiors, and she sneered, "Sit and enjoy the fruits of victory, and give me the chirps, let them stop doing it, and leave the stage as soon as possible." In three minutes, Chi exchanged a huge information library with her, and the entanglement between the Sivir royal family and the void demons became clear to her.

She still has a lot of handles in her hand.

"..."

The subordinates buried their heads silently.

The one in front of him is the first female executive officer in the history of the Silk Buddha Empire, even above the authority of the royal family. She secretly returned to the adjudication department eighteen years ago, integrated the "retrospective" plan, and used her as a bait to devote all the power of the empire to eliminate the extremely restless hidden danger of the Protoss-who would have thought that the spiritual body can be "stripped" Woolen cloth?

But the executive did it.

She did it herself and killed her own spiritual body, and the fallen **** race was greatly stimulated, indulged in memories, and closed herself up.

Their plan was successful.

"Are you okay?" The subordinates were a little worried, "Do you need to check your mental picture?"

The mental picture of the executive officer is quite peculiar. The two worlds are clearly divided into two worlds, one side is the forbidden red door, the other is the ruins of blood fog, and she also has the characteristics of a sentinel and a guide at the same time-the first case in the empire.

The Academy of Sciences was about to move. Every time they saw a living example, they wanted to pounce on it, but was pierced halfway by the executive officer and didn't dare to study her body at all.

"Do you think I have something to do?"

So weak raised eyebrows.

The subordinate shook his head, "You look great."

The executive stretched, "It's all over, I'm free."

She stretched out her hand and pierced into the diamond-like stars between her fingers.

Bend his eyes so weakly.

After all the work was finished, Ban Weak and her followers boarded a new type of battleship, walked through the nebula, and prepared to return to Sifo Honglu.

Halfway through, everyone also celebrated her forty-four-year-old birthday and introduced a cake they made by themselves.

Of course, only eighteen candles were inserted.

Looking at this terrible cake so weak as if she fell on the ground with her head on the ground, her expression was a bit disgusting.

The crowd pretended not to see, and laughed.

"Come on, head, make a wish."

"I'm a little curious what would I wish for?"

"Want a lot of boyfriends?"

"Haha, this is illegal, we don't know that the law breaks the law!"

So weak closed his eyes, folded his palms, and the candlelight jumped at the tips of his hair.

Hmm...what do you wish to make?

She has a car, a house, a ticket, and a pig. Now she is in a high position and has unlimited freedom. It seems that she doesn't lack anything.

Then-

Look at the dragon again.

That guy stripped out the mental picture and "transplanted" it into her spiritual world, and he didn't know whether it was alive or dead.

Chi indeed severely inflicted Minsi, causing him to lose most of his divine power, and he had to abandon the parasitic "church" and reincarnate to the offspring of the queen of worms. When they exchanged information, they reasonably guessed that Minsi's original form was "death" and that the church was only his depository. And to deal with a touch of remnant thought, attacking His most secret wound is the most effective way.

He would collapse and despair again, realizing-it shouldn't exist.

The so weak stripped off half of the spiritual body, entered the cycle of memories of the Protoss, created the illusion of suicide, and shattered the dream it hoped for.

Now there is only a blood-red ruin left in her spiritual picture, and the setting sun is high in the sky.

Just like this scene in front of-

"What, what is this?"

"What field did we break into?"

"Could it be... the Dragon Ceremony?"

The subordinates were dumbfounded.

They have heard of a distant interstellar legend called "Long Guiri".

Under the starry night, the dragons cruised like returning home.

Once a painter passenger witnessed this grand and shocking scene, and went back to create a painting called "Longyou Blood Ruins", which was sold at an unimaginably high price. Human ability is limited, but imagination is endless. Who doesn't yearn for that free and powerful country? The painter used the money to exchange for a bigger adventure ship, and embarked on a journey to find the dragon clan, but he never saw it again for the rest of his life.

It's just like fireworks, only a moment of eternity.

In their field of vision, the nebula unfolded like a whirlpool, the blood-red setting sun suddenly turned upside down, and ray of light floated.

Starry night, ruins, wandering dragon, blood fog.

The mystery of the universe seems to go beyond this.

"Patter!"

A dragon's tail fell on the window.

Everyone was taken aback.

"Quickly, start the enemy—"

They stopped abruptly.

It seemed to be a newly born baby dragon, with a shallow, tender dragon horn on his forehead, with fine scales and shiny luster.

It is a beautiful little pink dragon, covered with light green flowers.

It slid its paws, lying awkwardly on the transparent window, looking inside curiously, its head was squeezed out of shape, fleshy and weirdly cute.

So weak couldn't help but smile.

The baby dragon's field of vision accurately found the weak, and it made a childlike hum. Then a huge dragon claw fell, and the baby dragon was forcibly lifted. It struggled with dissatisfaction, chubby's tail wagging and wagging, as if rebelling against the authority of the elder.

This time everyone did not dare to despise it.

What appeared in their viewing window was a giant that obscured the sky and the sun. They couldn't see the whole picture at all. They could only observe its sharp and terrifying bone spurs. Unlike the little pink dragon, it has no abundant flesh and blood. It was a skeleton filled with blood mist, which looked extremely hideous. They did not hesitate to believe that it could smash the hull with one claw!

The blood-red bone dragon dragged the baby dragon away from the battleship.

Looks pitiful and wronged.

"..."

This cry was earth-shattering, and several pterosaurs slid over, some patted its head with their paws, and some used the dragon's tail to tease it. In short, I tried my best to make it happy.

The little pink dragon stretched out his claws, pointed at himself, and pointed at him weakly.

The blood red bone dragon patted its skull with a paw, and the warning meant it was self-evident.

"hold head high--"

Xiaofenlong cried aggrieved and sat down on the window.

The dragons rioted one after another.

"It's it, it's coming! More and more! We're done!"

Originally it was just two or three dragons, but now they are like sharks that smelled a fishy smell, and one after another light fell on their sight.

How to describe this scene?

It's like a goldfish pond. After dropping a little bait, the swimming fish rushing in, the gold sparkles, and the beauty is so beautiful.

Murderous intent is hidden in the ultimate beauty.

Now, their warship has become the poor bait, attracting the other side.

There is a danger of death and destruction at any time.

"Head, now, what should I do now?"

People habitually ask for such weak opinions.

So weak and casually said, "What else can the other party want to fight in a group fight? Scrambled eggs with cold sauce."

"..."

Although, they didn't seem to want to fight in groups, they just gathered around the battleship, looking from a distance, like light cannons.

Three days later, they arrived at their destination smoothly without making any waves.

"Are they... escorting me?"

The deputy asked in surprise.

"However, they have gathered so densely that we are afraid we will not be able to land safely."

Then they saw the executive officer who had been paralyzed for three days shaking his uniform and standing up. She walked to the command cabin and looked at the little pink dragon through a huge glass window.

It howled excitedly.

The blood-red bone dragon stood by his side, silent.

She stretched out her hands and put them on the window.

The little pink dragon also raised her paw carefully, overlapping with her slender palm.

"I'm going to land." She said, not knowing if it could understand it, "You should go home too."

Go back to the ass!

The little pink dragon exhaled angrily, and the entire window was instantly foggy, and the people inside could not be seen.

It seemed to be a little panicked. Its paws waved around, trying to wipe the mist, but it couldn't control the strength, and the screen film was pulled out by it with several conspicuous scratches. It has a guilty conscience, like a child who has done wrong, helplessly calling for help from the elderly.

The blood red bone dragon looked on coldly.

The little pink dragon cried again to earth-shaking, the aftermath shook the battleship a few times.

The blood-red bone dragon couldn't bear it and swept away the mist with the dragon's tail.

Xiaofenlong sucked his nose.

So weak said, "It's ugly to cry."

The little pink dragon froze instantly, and her tears were held back in horror.

It, don't be hated by her.

"It's a nice trip. Let's meet again next time." The weak fingertips touched, the thumb was bent down, and he shook his heart. Although Xiao Fenlong didn't understand what this meant, he felt a certain atmosphere and "laughed" stupidly.

It bent its paws and tried to respond to her with the same gesture.

But it is too stupid, and it is always imperfect.

Time is running out, the more you think about it, the worse it gets, and it starts crying again.

The blood-red bone dragon glanced weakly, grabbed the tail of the little dragon, and formed a heart shape.

It yelled happily, slapped the window, let the weak look at its tail.

The woman with high ponytail was wearing a neat uniform, and the orange tone in the cabin warmed her whole body.

She held her face with her fingertips, smiling without knowing it.

The young dragon suddenly became shy, the light green flowers on its body changed suddenly, and the buds suddenly bloomed.

It timidly hid in the arms of the red bone dragon, and peeped at her every move in the mist.

The blood-red bone dragon looked at each other for a long time.

Subsequently, it swung its dragon tail and took the lead to leave the flight range of the battleship.

The rest of the tribe followed.

The little dragon bit the dragon's tail and swam behind him.

It looked back reluctantly, one after another, until the battleship disappeared among the stars.

"Mom, when shall we see her again?"

The little pink dragon made a tender sound.

"...Don't call my mother." There was a cold expression in the blood red hole, "Otherwise I will throw you back to the garbage star and let you pick up the garbage and eat it."

Xiaofenlong grumbled a few times in his throat, "Running with the ball is still fierce to me."

"……Um?"

The little **** ran after speaking and got into the sanctuary of other void demons.

However, it was extremely restless, quiet for a while, and then jumped in front of the bone dragon, crushed the starlight, and asked glumly, "Mom, why can't we land like humans and thrive on land? In this case, we You can be with her forever, right?"

Why can't you land?

Just because they are void demons, the only flying race in the super-high civilization, they cannot stop flying unless they die.

Just because he used to be a human, he has captured the gene chain of the Void Demon.

Moreover, he permanently abandoned the body of a human sentry for the girl he liked, and completely assimilated into the original form of the void demon.

At the cost of loss of emotion and freedom, she won a ray of life.

If he hadn't cultivated the fire by accident, perhaps he would never be able to wake up, let alone restart his memory.

"Mom, teach me how to use that gesture. I will show her the next time Dragon Return Day!"

The young dragon enthusiastically proposed.

"... really stupid."

Did not inherit the flexible talent of that little green tea at all.

The blood-red bone dragon was very disgusted, but still duplicity to teach Xiaolong.

When is the next meeting?

The universe is unpredictable, and his mind is far away. He can't even give the young dragon an accurate guarantee.

And when I am permanently lost in your life, will you... also forget us forever?

It would be nice if I could see you again--

Sure, let you touch my dragon horn.