Collapse Iron Cosplay Battle Damaged Star Spinal Cut - Everyone Cries to Death

Xing slowly picked up the marker hanging around her neck.

He even uncapped the pen and breathed on the nib.

Then he quickly wrote two lines of text on the wooden board.

Holding up a sign.

[You speak so sweetly, you must have gotten a lot of spankings from the general, right?]

Yanqing's face instantly turned a deep liver color.

"you--!!"

Before he could react, Xing erased it again and rewrote it:

Another sentence was written above that no one present could understand, but which they felt was incredibly sarcastic:

【Still using blades?】

There are five people, and I'm fighting three, right?

Although I didn't understand what the "five names of a person" meant.

But Yanqing understood the phrase "I want to fight three."

This is blatant contempt!

Clang—!

The flying sword behind him emitted a piercing buzzing sound, exuding a murderous aura.

"Good! Very good!"

Yanqing laughed in anger

"Since this guest is so confident, then Yanqing will have no choice but to ask for his guidance!"

It looked like a fight was about to break out.

Jingyuan, who had been watching the show the whole time, finally spoke up.

He put down his teacup, his tone neither too loud nor too soft:

"Yanqing, you mustn't be rude."

"These are distinguished guests who have come from afar, and they are also friends I invited to help out."

"What kind of decorum is this, with knives and guns drawn within the Shence Palace?"

He was verbally scolding her.

But the old fox's smile didn't diminish at all.

Upon hearing the general's words...

Yan Qing gritted her teeth and forcibly suppressed the flying sword, but her eyes remained fierce:

"General! She was the one who first challenged the authority of the Cloud Cavalry!"

"If we don't give you an explanation, Yanqing will not be satisfied!"

Xing put the pen cap back on.

It made a crisp "snap" sound.

She waved her hand.

He looked completely indifferent.

They were even a little eager to try.

Raise the sign again:

The General is alright.

[How can you say you've been to Luofu if you haven't even fought Yanqing?]

It's like going to a tourist attraction and not buying souvenirs—you feel like you've missed out.

puff.

Jing Yuan raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"So Yanqing's name has become quite well-known in the Milky Way?"

Yanqing's expression upon hearing this was quite a sight.

I was both angry and inexplicably a little proud of being recognized.

He snorted coldly and crossed his arms:

"Of course!"

"It seems you're obsessed with martial arts. Very well! Let's have a spar then."

……

Xing stood up.

With her movements, the bones in that broken body once again emitted that teeth-grinding grinding sound.

Squeak.

Squeak.

It sent chills down your spine.

Dan Heng sat beside him, his face showing some struggle.

Given his personality, he should have stopped it at that point.

But Xing's condition...

Dan Heng sighed.

Forget it.

Anyway, this guy's recovery ability... can't even be described as terrifying, it's simply outrageous.

As long as the head is still intact, they basically won't die.

Besides, it was just a friendly exchange.

Dan Heng remained silent.

He simply stood up silently and, with a backhand, unfastened the blue spear from his back—the Cloud-Striking Spear.

handed over.

"Take it."

His voice remained indifferent, but those who knew him well could hear the helplessness within it.

Xing took the spear and casually twirled it.

call--!

The wind howled fiercely.

Danheng looked at her exposed ribs, thought for a moment, and still couldn't help but say something:

"You're not allowed to break your own bones anymore."

"Use a gun."

Xing nodded obediently.

Then I drew a big "OK" on the board.

……

This scene.

Jing Yuan saw it all.

Those golden eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of amusement flashing across them.

That cold-faced young man with a gun...

They spoil this girl a lot.

You could even say... pampering?

Jingyuan, holding a teacup, casually strolled over to March 7th's side.

"This little girl."

Jing Yuan asked with a smile, his tone like that of a kind neighbor:

"I think these two have a good relationship."

"And... what exactly happened to that Miss Xing's body?"

"Although the immortal beings of the Immortal Ship have seen a lot, this is the first time I've ever seen one like this."

March 7th was intently watching the field.

He didn't think much of it when the general asked the question.

The little girl sighed, her face full of heartache:

"You're asking about the stars..."

"She's so pitiful."

"General, don't let her frightening appearance fool you."

"Just recently, she was a normal girl."

Jing Yuan's eyes narrowed: "Not long ago?"

"yes."

March 7th pursed her lips, as if recalling some unhappy memory:

"About a month ago...she was on the train by herself, and suddenly this happened."

"We initially thought it was done by the Star Core Hunters, but Uncle Yang said it probably wasn't..."

"And this girl... she's so pitiful herself, yet she still goes to save others!"

"You don't know, when we were in Yalilo-VI..."

"To save me, Danheng, and Bronya, Xing rushed to the front all by herself."

"She's been seriously injured several times!"

When this was mentioned, March 7th's voice trembled with tears, clearly still shaken:

"In that final battle, facing that Great Guardian... Xing protected us..."

"She...she pulled her entire spine out!"

Clang.

Jingyuan gently tapped the lid of the teacup against the rim.

It made a crisp sound.

"Draw...the spine?"

"yes!"

On March 7th, he gestured and vividly described the tragic scene at the time:

"Snap! Blood gushing out!"

"I used it like a baseball bat and swung it around like a bat to smash that big boss!"

"After the beating, half of her body was gone, and she bled to death..."

"That's really terrible."

Jingyuan felt his throat was a little dry.

He subconsciously looked at the figure warming up in the middle of the field.

The exposed white bones.

That mutilated torso.

So... it was to save his companion?

"So... what's next?"

Jing Yuan asked a question as if possessed.

Given how badly injured they were, how did they survive?

March 7 blinked her big pink eyes and said matter-of-factly:

"What happens next? Xing dies next."

Jing Yuan: "..."

died?

"Danheng and I were both terrified at the time."

March 7th sniffed:

"We cried so hard."

"Especially Danheng."

"General, you don't know, Danheng is usually cold and aloof, like a piece of wood."

"But that day..."

March 7th lowered his voice, as if sharing some earth-shattering gossip:

"I've never seen him so heartbroken."

"Holding Xing's body, eyes red-rimmed, the despair in her eyes was palpable..."

"It feels like the sky is about to fall."

boom.

It was as if a thunderclap exploded in Jing Yuan's mind.

The smile on his lips completely vanished.

stiff.

solidification.

To save his companions...

Sacrifice yourself...

Bone extraction...

die……

Why does it look so familiar?

Jing Yuan slowly turned his head.

My neck was as stiff as a rusty gear.

His courtyard was firmly nailed to Danheng.

At this moment, Dan Heng was intently watching the stars in the arena.

His gaze was focused.

Although he remained expressionless.

But his tightly clenched fists betrayed his inner tension.

That instant.

Time seemed to flow backward.

In a daze.

Jingyuan felt as if he were seeing things from hundreds of years ago.

That same spirited and aloof Lord Yinyue.

I once did it for someone.

at all costs.

They would even commit heinous crimes to pull him back from the abyss of death.

"……picture."

"They look so alike."

"No, now is not the time to think about that."

"He...he probably doesn't remember anything, right?"

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