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

The center of Xingchahai.

Inside the teahouse, in the top-tier private room.

This is the most expensive area in Luofu; a cup of tea here can cost the equivalent of half a year's salary for an average person.

now.

"Tingyun" was leaning lazily against the armchair by the window.

He waved the folding fan in his hand idly.

And under the table.

The fluffy, enormous fox tail swayed leisurely from side to side, sweeping across the expensive silk tablecloth.

If there were outsiders present, they would surely find this ferryman from the Imperial Shipyard to be extremely elegant.

"Oh."

"Is this what they call the Immortal Boat Alliance?"

"Is this what they call the Six Emperors of Luofu?"

"joke!"

A hint of disdain flashed in Huanlong's eyes.

That Jingyuan thought himself clever.

They even specially arranged for a trusted confidant of the Yunqi Army, calling him a "guide," but he was actually just a surveillance officer.

That unlucky soldier?

She disposed of it a long time ago.

No remains were found.

just now.

She is that "guide".

Huanlong picked up the teacup and gently blew on it.

His eyes were sinister.

Those outsiders on the Starry Sky Train were practically divinely appointed pawns.

As long as we lead them to Jianmu.

Slightly fan the flames and create some chaos.

Stir up the water.

She could then take advantage of the chaos to steal the power of the Jianmu tree and, incidentally, sink the wrecked ship.

As for those few small ants?

After you're done using it, just crush it.

It's as simple as crushing an insect.

She didn't even need to do it herself.

What a perfect plan.

Just as Huanlong was immersed in his beautiful dream of destruction.

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door of the private room.

The sinister look in Huanlong's eyes vanished instantly.

Instead, there was that professional, cloyingly sweet, seductive smile.

The door opened.

Walter walked in, pushing up his glasses.

Behind them followed a grumpy-looking March 7, an expressionless Dan Heng, and Xing, whose eyes were always fixed on the trash can.

"Oh dear~"

Tingyun immediately stood up and snapped the folding fan in her hand shut.

The fox's ears twitched, and its voice was sweet and delicate:

"My benefactors! What a coincidence!"

"This humble woman is like the foam on the surface of this cup, eagerly awaiting the refreshing brew from the pure spring of your esteemed guests~"

The air froze for a second.

March 7th's pink eyes widened, and her hand trembled as she pointed at Tingyun:

"you……!"

"It's you again, you wicked fox!"

March 7th was so angry he stomped his feet:

"How dare you call us our benefactors?!"

"We were the ones who saved you at the port! And you turned around and had us arrested!"

"They'll also be sent to the prison!"

Dan Heng's fingers silently rested on the "Strike the Clouds" spear, his eyes cold.

Obviously.

He didn't have much affection for this two-faced vixen either.

Faced with the public's anger.

Instead of panicking, Tingyun's eyes reddened.

They came as soon as they were told.

Two glistening tears were already welling up in her eyes.

"My benefactor, you have wronged this humble woman terribly!"

She took out a handkerchief and gently touched the corner of her eye, looking like a pear blossom in the rain.

"In that situation, I had no choice but to comply."

"The orders from the Grand Tutor, and also the General's personal decree, instruct us to investigate any suspicious individuals we encounter. How dare I, a mere ferryman, be negligent?"

"If the suspect gets away, this young lady's head will be in danger!"

talking.

She took a step forward, and a fragrance wafted from her.

"However, I am also very grateful to all my benefactors."

"Because of... cough, because I invited you all here, I've not only been cleared of suspicion, but I've also been promoted by the general, and now I'm in charge of receiving you all~"

"This is all thanks to the blessings of our benefactors!"

March 7th was stunned by her combo attack.

This……

Is this what a seasoned veteran in the workplace is like?

It sounds ridiculous, but you can't hit someone who's smiling at you, especially when they're crying like this...

"Hmph... Really?"

March 7th looked at her suspiciously.

"More real than real gold!"

Tingyun burst into laughter through her tears, her eyes alluring and seductive.

"Please forgive this humble woman this time, gentlemen."

"I'm just a poor working woman, with an eighty-year-old mother to support and children to raise..."

While playing the victim, Ting Yun sneered inwardly.

"idiot."

"They're so easy to fool."

"Once we get to the base of the Jianmu tree, I'll skin you all alive, pull out your tendons, and turn you into specimens."

Thinking of the impending devastating feast.

Huanlong couldn't contain his excitement.

The thrill of about to tear something beautiful apart sent shivers down her spine.

Even the tail under the table began to wag violently and uncontrollably.

Scan the left side.

Scan the right side.

The tip of its fluffy tail seemed to have bumped into something.

It's hard.

It looks like a table leg.

Or perhaps... armor?

Huanlong didn't pay attention.

She was basking in the thrill of having completely fooled this group of people.

Its tail wagged even more enthusiastically.

Just then.

Sudden.

One hand.

A large, warm hand wearing a rough iron glove.

It suddenly emerged from the shadows under the table!

A handful.

Deadly.

He grabbed the base of the fox's tail that was swaying wildly!

!!!

In that instant.

Tingyun's fawning smile instantly burst out.

The once smooth fox fur bristled all over in a second!

"who?!

How is that possible?!

Huanlong's heart stopped.

She is the Great Lord of Annihilation!

Perception permeated the entire teahouse!

She would know even if a fly flew in!

Why?!

Why would someone be hiding under the table?!

And she didn't even realize it until the other person grabbed her tail!

This terrifying sense of the unknown sent chills down Huanlong's spine.

She instinctively wanted to pull her tail back, and even considered suddenly attacking and killing him.

But that hand was incredibly strong.

It was as if it were welded to her tail.

"that……"

"I said."

A lazy, nasal male voice, as if he hadn't woken up yet, drifted from under the tablecloth.

Followed by.

The tablecloth was lifted by one corner.

A rustling sound arose.

Amidst the stunned gazes of everyone in the room.

A head dressed in the standard armor of the Cloud Cavalry slowly and laboriously emerged from under the table.

The helmet was hanging crookedly on his head, and the goggles had fallen down to his chin.

He also had a blade of grass, of unknown origin, dangling from his mouth.

It was that same soldier with the wild imagination who was at the port.

He complained as he climbed out:

"Whose mop is this? It's shedding so much..."

"It keeps trying to get into my nose, ouch!"

He sneezed.

He was still clutching Tingyun's well-maintained tail tightly in his hand, as if grasping at a lifeline.

"Ouch, my leg is numb."

"Please lend a hand, is there anyone kind enough to lend a hand...?"

"How did I end up sleeping under the table...?"

The man groggily raised his head.

Just right.

He met Tingyun's eyes, which were bloodshot from extreme fear and anger.

Eyes facing each other.

If Tingyun (Huanlong)'s gaze could kill, this person would have been shattered into a QR code.

however.

The man, however, seemed completely oblivious to the atmosphere.

He blinked.

His gaze slowly shifted from Tingyun's murderous look to the fluffy ball he was holding in his hand.

then.

He grinned.

He flashed a bright, almost idiotic smile:

"Ouch!"

"What a coincidence!"

"Isn't this Miss Tingyun? You're here too?"

"By the way, thank you very much, Miss Tingyun!"

Click.

The expensive silk handkerchief in Tingyun's hand was torn in two.

March 7th's mouth dropped open, his jaw almost falling to the ground:

"You...you're not that..."

The man finally pulled his lower body out from under the table as well.

He dusted off his backside and straightened his crooked helmet.

He gave a very imperfect military salute to the stunned train crew.

He said with a grin:

"What a coincidence, everyone."

"Looks like we're quite destined to meet, even running into each other while having a meal."

Let me introduce myself.

He scratched his head:

My surname is A, and my given name is He.

"Ahe."

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