Wen Qiuxing was about to go to bed, and when he received a reply from the expedition king of star m16, he was completely embarrassed, and replied: Have you arrived yet
When I came back to my senses, I found that he was like a wife greeting her husband on a business trip, what the hell?
Wen Qiuxing immediately sent another sentence: Don't reply to me, concentrate on fighting.
If this guy is distracted from the battle because he is addicted to sending messages, he will be a sinner forever.
However, after a while, a video call was played for him over there.
Wen Qiuxing thought to himself, it should be still on the battleship, and it would not affect the battle, so he clicked on the connection.
After the video was connected, the first frame that the youth on earth saw was not the beauty of the fallen angel of the king's court, but the first sight of the live broadcast of eating chicken, bah, the first sight of the fighter jet avoiding the hail of bullets in the sky!
God damn it!
His Majesty the King is broadcasting the battle live to him, so exciting.
The earth youth immediately sat up from the bed and stared at the screen intently, wanting to speak but afraid of affecting the man who was fighting.
I saw the vision of the fighter plane rotating back and forth in the air, sometimes at 180 degrees, sometimes at 360 degrees, making the young man watching the video dizzy and unable to keep up with the rhythm!
"!!!"
In front of the current fighter plane, after the blue flame disappeared, a layer of white mist with low visibility was left behind.
Youths on Earth can vaguely see so-called alien creatures from the white mist. They are huge, shelled, and crawl on all fours. The first reaction in the youth's mind is: "This thing seems to be edible."
The man controlling the fighter jet shook his hands because of Little Sweetheart's muttering, and felt very incredible: "Didn't you have dinner?"
It's His Majesty's voice. When you just listen to the voice without looking at the face, it's really sexy. Of course, the face is also very handsome, but it makes people want to punch...
"Cough." Wen Qiuxing wiped his nose: "No appetite."
I don't know what to think of, and snorted coldly.
The young man sighed: "I feel restless when you are not around."
Feng Ting still didn't speak.
"Baby?" Wen Qiuxing called out shyly.
"En." Feng Ting ignored him, and calmly controlled the fighter plane, passing through a layer of white mist that disturbed his vision, and came to the back of an alien creature to attack.
Two cannonballs with white light were fired continuously from the bottom of the fighter.
The voice sounded like hitting consecutive hits in a game, Wen Qiuxing's blood was boiling with excitement!
Suddenly, he really wanted to see what His Majesty the Sand Sculpture looked like in battle.
Wen Qiuxing thought to himself, he must be both handsome and unbeatable.
The ass-eating alien creature used incredible agility to twist its huge body, and it was a ball of flames facing Feng Ting's fighter plane.
To make matters worse, several big shelled guys nearby seemed to have sensed that this fighter plane was going deep behind the enemy's rear, and besieged it one after another.
Wen Qiuxing's scalp is numb, attacking him is playing with fire!
What about the rest of the fighters? Why didn't other fighters come to support
Of course, most of the other fighters were repelled by the flames just when they broke through the barrier, and there were very few fighters that could reach the enemy like Feng Ting.
Seeing that, Wen Qiuxing was terrified.
"Are you fighting here alone?" Wen Qiuxing finally couldn't help asking after making sure that there was no one around to support him.
"Yes." His Majesty the King responded coldly.
Forgive Wen Qiuxing to say bluntly, now I really want to smash this person's dog's head off!
"Back to the back, there are too many here to attack you together." Wen Qiuxing said: "If you continue like this, you will be trapped to death by them!"
As soon as the words fell, Wen Qiuxing saw three clusters of flames shooting at them together. The scene in the video suddenly evaded in the air like a madman dancing wildly. Obviously, even the majestic king is a bit tricky!
"Fuck! Go back now!" Wen Qiuxing shouted anxiously.
But soon he discovered that the vision of the fighter plane not only did not retreat, but also moved forward rapidly.
"It's okay, I can do it." In the young man's ear, came the man's confident voice.
"You fucker!" Wen Qiuxing beat the bed angrily, this disobedient little bastard!
He's mad at him!
Something will happen soon!
Sure enough, after a while, the fuselage was rubbed by something, and there was an unusual shaking.
Wen Qiuxing became angry: "Will you know how to drive or fight? Do you understand teamwork? You are the best co-author of the whole universe!"
Feng Ting endured it, but still didn't dare to say shut up: "Then you do it."
Wen Qiuxing: "..."
The effect of this sentence is comparable to shutting up, and it immediately stopped the nagging of the people on earth.
The entire aircraft was silent.
Feng Tingan fought quietly for a while, but he didn't hear the young man's voice again. A sense of loneliness and emptiness filled his heart: "Wen Qiuqiu?"
Seeing that Ya successfully killed a big guy with a shell, classmate Wen Qiuqiu let out an 'hmm' in a low voice: "What are you doing?"
"Dead." Feng Ting said.
"Then there are more of them?" Wen Qiuxing groaned, and then stopped talking.
As a person who used to hate being judged by others, Wen Qiuxing had to admit that he was flustered with embarrassment after Feng Ting said "you do it".
So I decided to be a qualified audience quietly, and don't shout anything except 666!
Facts have proved that His Majesty's fighter jet technology is top-notch, except for the terrifying combat method, there is nothing wrong with it.
People on earth watched the live broadcast of that guy, and they were heartbroken, ups and downs, shouting 666, and recording the current video with their hands, for collection.
Conquering the stars and the sea is every man's instinct.
Although Wen is pregnant with his youngest son, his heart is on the battlefield!
"Go to bed." Feng Ting fought continuously for two hours, and that energetic young man stayed by his ear for two hours.
Calculating the time, it was already one o'clock in the morning on the side of the first main star.
Usually at this time, they all finished rolling the sheets and went to sleep.
"I'm not going." Wen Qiuxing said, "It's still early."
Although the live broadcast of the battle was exciting, he didn't stay with him until now for the sake of eye addiction.
Five minutes later, a big guy died under the siege of Feng Ting and another fighter plane, and he said again: "Go to sleep, if you want to see it, I will show it to you during the day."
Wen Qiuxing was silent for a while.
Wen Qiuxing said, "I'm not doing it to look good, I'm worried if you understand or not?"
This time it was the turn of the blond man in the battle to fall silent, Wen Qiuxing vaguely heard the other party's breathing a little heavier.
I just don't know if it was because of the war or because of his words.
Just as he was about to ask something, he saw a new wave of attacks.
The detectors reported that more crustaceans were landing on M16 ahead.
It is foreseeable that the next battle will be very difficult.
Feng Ting accesses the all-staff channel to command operations.
After this round of violent attacks, three hours have passed.
After five hours of high concentration, the man who continued to fight broke out a thin stream of sweat, which flowed from his cheeks down his neck into his military uniform.
Wen Qiuxing stayed with him without saying a word, and stayed awake all night.
"Wen Qiuqiu."
"Well, here we are."
When the sky turned white, it is not clear how many empire fighters fell, but the behemoths that have landed on the m16 star have been temporarily cleaned up.
Feng Ting's fighter plane returned for supplies for the last time, and did not leave the theater until it was confirmed that there were no alien creatures.
Flying over the destroyed city at low altitude, he saw that the newly established city was in a mess during the battle.
Fortunately, all the people here have been evacuated.
"Is it over?" Wen Qiuxing watched it all night with a heavy heart.
"En." Feng Ting responded.
"I want to see you." Wen Qiuxing said.
After a while, the vision of the video changed. Wen Qiuxing saw a stern face in front of him. Even after a night of hard fighting, it was still beautiful.
Except that the lips are a little dry and the eyes are a little blue.
"Can you see me?" Wen Qiuxing immediately sat up straight and brought his face closer.
"Yes." The blond man nodded.
Wen Qiuxing confirmed that Feng Ting was doing well, and leaned over to kiss the light screen: "Then hang up, I'll wait for you to come back."
The man on the fighter plane was taken aback for a moment, and when he pursed his lips and wanted to kiss back, the screen was already black...
"..." A faint sense of loss surrounded His Majesty the King.
The fighter planes with a lot of wear and tear returned to the battleship and were sent for repairs.
His Majesty the King, with a stalwart figure, walked on the spacious battleship with his helmet in his hands, attracting many attentions.
Most of these soldiers and officers looked at him with admiring eyes.
In view of the murderous aura brought back from the battlefield on Feng Ting, those who worshiped him did not dare to disturb him, and could only stand aside and salute quietly.
"Your Majesty." Morris stepped forward to salute. He was one of the adjutants accompanying the king every time he went out.
"Prepare an airship, I want to go back to the main star." Feng Ting said.
Morris was surprised, he thought His Majesty would stay behind and wait for the second battle.
"OK."
Before Feng Ting came, he really wanted to fight to the end, because if he didn't leave, he would definitely blow up the palace.
But after five hours of fighting and the young man's silent company, his mood has calmed down a lot, and now he just wants to go back and deal with the other party's previous damn marriage.
"That Lieutenant General Ling Han, you contact him and ask him to bring reinforcements." Feng Ting said.
"Yes, Your Majesty," Morris wrote down.
After a pause, he mustered up the courage to dissuade him: "Your Majesty will return soon? No more rest?"
Regarding this, Feng Ting just gave the adjutant a shut up look.
After five hours of fighting, Feng Ting returned to the battleship, supplemented with a bottle of nutrients and water, and quickly embarked on the return trip.
After Wen Qiuxing hung up the video with His Majesty Sand Sculpture, he was exhausted both physically and mentally. He thought he would fall asleep after lying down.
But no, he couldn't sleep at all when he lay down.
In my mind, I was actually replaying Feng Ting's battle scene noisily, and Feng Ting's appearance in the video just now...
So clear and vivid, as if engraved in my mind.
"..." The young man who tossed and couldn't sleep scratched his hair, feeling that something had changed.
You must know that every time he closed his eyes in the past, he thought of Will's elegant and handsome face the most, and it almost popped up automatically as soon as he closed his eyes.
But now what pops up automatically is... the beauty of His Majesty the King.
He used to think that black hair and blue eyes were cool, but now he thinks blonde hair is also pretty, right
Although the gray-blue eyes are not as clear and pure as the blue ones, they are mysterious and arrogant, aren't they!
Earthlings: Yes!
As for asking which one he prefers?
Oh, primary school students make choices.
Big, people, all, all, want.