Torn together with Fang Shushi and Meng Lang, surrounded by Qing Ning, Mu Cheng and others watching the moon god hunting in his hand, the second after hearing the words that made his smile disappear, Fangran said in a solemn voice:
"Can I not go?"
"Can't."
Fangran: "..."
Then he was greeted with a second answer with a sober smile.
In all fairness, Fangran can understand why there is such a link. Strictly speaking, the national war is a competition between the official forces of the participants to show the strength of the two parties. Although it will inevitably have a smell of gunpowder, everyone represents the forces of various countries. There is still work to be done on the scene.
It's just that Fangran really didn't want to face the three people he had just cheated on.
Especially at the last second after the end of the rank battle, although he couldn't see the darkness in front of him at that moment, the black sexy lace that seemed to be studied next to a certain hot spring...
Feeling awkward and unable to breathe.
Seeing his stiff face, he might have started to think about how to get away, Su Su smiled helplessly, put a hand in a black suit, which is very suitable for a beautiful president, on his waist, and put his other hand on his forehead and smiled:
"I can understand your concerns, little brother Fangran. After all, you just used that method to eliminate the two opponents. It will inevitably be a little awkward to meet at this time. Speaking of which, most of the time you don't need to go to this exchange meeting."
"That... "
"But that's based on the premise that both sides are familiar with each other. Not only are we sending newcomers this time, but the other side also has faces they haven't seen before..."
Thinking back to Fangran's awe-inspiring determination and unyielding courage in the battle just now, and looking at his retreating appearance in front of him, whether he was fighting back to his original form or deceitful, Su Sui sighed helplessly:
"And most importantly, with the intensity of the battle just now, brother Fangran, do you think it would be appropriate for you not to go?"
"Hey, don't worry, Xiao Fang, both our A-levels can see your communication room~"
Where do your words reassure me!
Hearing Fang Shu's smirk adding fuel to the fire, Fangran suddenly felt that the other side of his body was locked tightly by Meng Lang.
"Let's say it first, brother, you don't want to get away this time when it comes to national honor. You have taken the responsibility of the mastermind honestly for me. Don't worry, I, an accomplice who knows nothing, won't say a word in a while. .”
So where do your words reassure me! ! !
There's no way, since righteousness is involved, Fangran already understands that running away seems to be an unavoidable thing. Before he made this plan, he thought that everyone would not see each other after the fight, so let go and make a fuss. Didn't expect this to work.
"Small... small or..."
So Fangran could only look at Gou with eyes like an abandoned puppy, his face was full of expectations of "will you help me hold on to the situation later?", and then moved away when he saw Gou awkwardly pretending not to see it. line of sight.
"That... captain, I helped you get a new suit."
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But the only fortunate thing is that the post-war communication (talking about the scene) is not a physical area like the viewing room. It does not have the ability to stand up and talk in the air like an A-level boss. In fact, the remote arcane projection is used here. .
Knowing this, Fangran was slightly relieved. Fortunately, there was no need to meet in person.
Of course, it's definitely not that Fangran is afraid of being beaten...
It's just that when he, Meng Lang, and Gou were in a separate room separated from the viewing room, they activated the remote arcane projection and opened their eyes. As if two rooms with different styles were put together in half, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
How is this different from meeting a real person! (covers face and tears)
Then, the two-meter-tall black man in sunglasses showed no hostility, but nodded in a calm and husky voice with a rather open and somewhat admirable voice,
"Convinced, whether it's the plan or the strength worthy of the night weapon, it's quite an amazing performance. Su Qun's successor, Fangran, I remember this name."
And Neil on the side restored the taciturn paralyzed face, and whispered plainly and concisely,
"Next time I won't underestimate your existence. I hope to meet you in the scene one day."
After saying this, Fangran, who was under a lot of pressure, put on a faceless face, made himself try to get closer to Su Qun's high-cold aura and nodded,
I'm embarrassed to say that I actually don't understand what they said...
Gritting his teeth and weeping slightly in his heart, he thought that the old brother, Xiao or these two unconscionable guys really didn't say a word to the baby. Fangran felt the sight from those blue eyes from just now, seemingly strong With a calm look on his face, he silently bit the tip of his tongue.
Due to the failure of the previous insurance measures, the restlessness that belongs to every normal boy, the more Fangran restrained himself from thinking about it, the more he thought of the increasingly perfect black and hazy picture that he had made up in his brain, so in the end he could only use My other killer brain memory blinded a few ps techniques to force calm down!
Brother wears bad omen, brother wears bad omen, brother wears bad omen, brother wears bad omen, brother with bad omen wears bad omen, brother with bad omen wears bad omen, brother with bad omen wears bad omen! ! !
Meng Lang, who was beside him, suddenly felt a chill all over his body. He looked to Fangran in surprise and strangeness, who seemed calm but knew that he hadn't even passed level four, and he must not have understood a word.
I always feel that my brother is thinking about something that deserves to be beaten... Is it an illusion...
"next time... "
Meng Lang and Gou, who are paddlers, have nothing to say, and Fangran, the winner, can also say nothing. After Leonidas and Neil, Osphia clenched her palms in a trembling voice, raising her hand. She glanced at Fangran for the last time with those blue eyes, then turned and left with brilliant blond hair.
"I will never lose."
She specially used Chinese for this sentence.
Seeing her figure slowly disappearing into arcane shards of light, Leonidas and Neil also slowly cut off the arcane projection in greeting, Meng Lang looked back and forth keenly aware that there seemed to be something different In the atmosphere, Fangran poked his elbow at Fangran who was actually chanting the compulsive calm spell in his heart.
"Hey, brother, how do you feel about being hated by a foreign beauty? I'll tell Sister Xiaoran when I get back that you're messing around outside."
"Fuck, bro, can you be a human being!?"
On the other side, after finishing the remote communication of the arcane projection, Osphia left the room without saying a word, and walked towards the exit of the viewing area.
There is no business for her anymore.
It's just that at the end of the corridor with oil paintings hanging on the wall, the platinum-blonde long hair appeared in the field of vision, dignified and dignified in the light of the sky, and the figure she had been hiding from since the end of the ranking battle, the strength and calm she had maintained all the time suddenly panicked.
"Ancestors... I..."
Her voice trembled in panic, she didn't know where to start her words, Osphia, who was calm and decisive just now, was like a little girl who failed an exam and didn't know how to face her parents.
Self-blame, remorse, and reluctance are mixed together to become sour and bitter. With the reminder from the ancestors, and the white wings given by the teacher, Osphia has never found it so difficult to speak. things.
Obviously chasing the line of words on the notebook, obviously finally met the object of longing, all the time I have spent, but I have not been able to achieve my desire to show my best side.
I'm so reconciled... I'm so reconciled... .
Just looking at her figure with her head lowered, Le Guin slowly walked in front of her, his eyes filled with tears of grievance,
Osphia suddenly felt the warmth of being gently hugged.
It's not consolation but a soft praise from the heart. Just one word can illuminate Osfia like the sun. At the moment when she bit her lip and couldn't hold it anymore, she heard Le Guin's voice Satisfied and proud.
"Efforts are never in vain. You've done a great job over the years, Offie."
Nearly ten years of hard work, the time engraved in only my own memory, at the moment when I finally got the approval of the person I longed for,
Even the tears are worth it.
From the collision of the power of the seven-level arcane ring, the zero-riding white wings and the radiant strings of magic energy, and the hunting of the moon god, that battle of ranks, whether it is Fang Ran or Osfia, has its own strength. Full meaning.
The promise made with a chuckle in the sunlight in the ward, the uneasy determination made on the cross-border train, and the brilliance in this C-level battle, in fact, the reason for the two of them is unexpectedly the same...
They all want to take a step forward towards what they dream of and work harder.
It's like holding his Tang knife for the person who can't appear on the stage, while carrying the glory of the nobility that has been passed down from a hundred years ago, even if the weight is not equal,
But perhaps, as the queen said in the narrow space of the battlefield a hundred years ago, some things have no distinction between big and small,
There is only this longing, there is no falsehood...