Star Iron, but the amount of animation

"Hey, brother, don't be so rigid~"

The girl licked her slightly red lips, revealing a pitiful look: "I don't want to be an innocent little girl at the end of my life..."

"Please don't taint the word virgin, okay?"

"Brother, don't you believe it? Then...brother, you can check for yourself to see if there is any blood seeping out..."

An Jing smiled.

Then he used the film he put on himself to deceive him, did he really think he was one of the ignorant young people in the fairy boat?

"That won't work. Based on my experience, it's usually filled up so nothing can come out."

"How could that be? There will always be a time to pull it out... When that time comes, I'll take out all the bags and let you turn them upside down to see if there's anything red mixed in there. How about that?"

Mao Yu spoke skillfully some words that made people blush and their hearts beat faster. She looked like a young girl, but there was always an indescribable charm in her.

"Or... Brother is afraid that he will become addicted to it and won't want to pull himself out?"

As she spoke, the coffee in the raised cup continued to extend a thin thread downwards, soaking almost all of the girl's already small red tube top, dyeing it an even darker crimson.

The girl breathed out a breath of hot air and blew on the boy's earlobe: "Oh... I accidentally got my clothes wet... Wet clothes... shouldn't be worn anymore..."

An Jing sneered and turned to look at Mao Yu: "You are so flirty."

The girl winked at him with her right eye and smiled playfully, not caring at all about what he said.

The hard shell of the egg was peeled off, revealing the tender and elastic white egg white underneath. However, the yolk wrapped in the egg white did not seem to be positioned so straight. After being steamed, some of it actually escaped from the egg white, and the color seemed unusual as well.

"Want to try it?"

"Forget it, it's too bitter."

Mao Yu rolled her eyes and suddenly put her cup of coffee back on the table. She picked up the boy's cup of liquid, which had so much sugar in it that it was unclear whether it could still be considered coffee, and tilted it slightly.

However, this time the sauce was not dripped on the eggs.

You know, eggs and ham usually go together.

The eggs have been prepared, so how can the ham be missing?

But this time the sauce should be more suitable for young people's taste.

Mao Yu let go of An Jing and brought the ham to the table.

"Good brother, you should be willing to eat it this time, right?"

Volume 1: Chapter 97: You don't understand. That warm feeling in your stomach is very comfortable.

Afraid that the first step was not enough, and in order to make Mao Yu recover faster, An Jing considerately stepped on it a few more times, until the belly was able to sink downwards normally, and then he withdrew his foot.

A white pool had formed on the ground around the girl, and she lay in it as if she were lying on water.

Mao Yu opened his mouth and gasped intermittently. Various liquids mixed together and occasionally overflowed from the corners of his mouth, then fell into his mouth with his breathing and gravity, and were swallowed back into his stomach.

She took a moment to relax, sat up, let out a long breath, and then looked at the boy with a look of complaint and dissatisfaction: "Why did you step on them all?"

An Jing looked at her, a little surprised: "Are you going to go out with a big belly?"

"is it not OK?"

"You're invincible, kid."

"You don't understand. That warm feeling in your tummy is very comforting."

"Please stop talking, I don't want to understand."

Mao Yu glanced at him sideways, as if to say, "We are all thousand-year-old foxes, why are you playing Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio with me?"

She stood up and snapped her fingers, and all the mess around her disappeared instantly. The red dress that was originally a little rotten became intact again. She gently stretched out her hand, and red petals flashed, condensing into a fox-like mask, which she gently put on her head.

"Okay, we can go now."

The girl patted her skirt and bent down to adjust the position of her leg rings.

An Jing stood in front of her, bent down slightly, and poked the fox mask with a little curiosity.

"What is this?"

The eyes on the mask suddenly flickered, as if dissatisfied with his actions.

"This is the mask of a fool, don't touch it."

Mao Yu slapped the boy's hand away: "Do you want to have one too?"

"forget it."

He spread out his hands, and wood buds began to sprout from his palms, twisting and spinning into an oval orange mask, with only the right eye exposed. That was also the end point of the twisted whirlpools on the mask.

An Jing gently put the mask on his face, stood in the ruins of the steel high-rise building, looked up at the sky dyed scarlet, and spoke in a deep tone.

“I’m not interested in this world that’s going away.”

"Your condition seems to be more serious than mine."

Mao Yu jumped to his side, bent over and looked at him with his head tilted.

An Jing snorted coldly, shook his sleeves and jumped off the platform.

The city has been completely reduced to ruins. The Antimatter Legion is much more ruthless than the People of Abundance in terms of sweeping. There is absolutely no possibility of any survivors. It is like a swarm of locusts, destroying everything and then leaving immediately to go to the next place that needs to be destroyed.

"Do you know where that sister is?"

Mao Yu asked.

The boy took a step and walked along the red line in his sight: "Just follow it."

............

......

It seems like I'm really going to die.

Patricia hid in the cabin, curled up, with fear in her blank eyes.

Why did it suddenly become like this?

During the violent turbulence, this question filled her mind.

Everyone is dead... Aunt Toby, Sister Valesa, Uncle Mauna... They were all greeting each other and joking in the morning... Why did it suddenly become like this...

Someone was hit by a shell, and then his whole body twisted and tightened, being torn and compressed into the shell, with blood and debris splattering everywhere; the monster with swords on its arms would cut the person into eight pieces alive, as coldly and efficiently as a butcher; the centaur-like monster leaped high, pierced the person directly from the top of the head with its sharp hooves like spear tips, and then trampled him into meat paste.

The impact of those scenes was so strong for her that Patricia is still a little dazed now.

But the girl at least realized one thing clearly.

She is going to die too.

Just like everyone else... Being tortured and killed into pieces...

Thinking of that outcome, Patricia couldn't help but tremble with fear.

She doesn't want to die... at least, at least she doesn't want to die here...

It was just a trip, why did it turn out like this...

Tears continued to stream down her face, and her body curled up tighter and tighter.

The cabin shook violently several times, and Patricia's head hit the metal wall hard due to inertia. But before she could scream out in pain, she felt dizzy again. The girl's body was tossed around like a doll and she was almost knocked unconscious.

Everything seemed to be at peace.

The girl was lying on the ground, her right eye was soaked in blood and blurred, her whole body was filled with severe pain, but her right hand was still tightly holding something.

That card.

The clenched fingers were almost white.

Patricia didn't know why she did this, but at this desperate moment, the card almost represented her last hope.

That boy...said he would come again...he said...

The girl's consciousness was becoming increasingly hazy, her body was becoming colder and colder, and she couldn't help but began to shiver.

The cabin was dark. The lights had shattered in the unknown tumbling. She curled up, feeling the warmth gradually leaving her body. The despair and fear in her heart could no longer be concealed. She cried, calling her father's name in a low voice.

Suddenly, the sound of steel tearing was heard, and a terrifying light shone in from the ever-widening gap, causing the girl to look up in horror.

The giant claws easily tore apart the ceiling made of almost the hardest alloy in the universe. The four-winged giant beast lowered its head with a cold look.

Her breathing stopped at this moment. Patricia watched the giant claw reaching out to her. She was clearly aware that her life was about to end at this moment, but she could not move her body at all. She could only stay where she was, shaking with fear.

Anyone is fine...

The girl clenched the cards.

Please...save me...

"laugh--!"

The branches penetrated the blue-purple chest of the giant beast and spread out in an instant. The dense vines quickly extended, wrapping the entire beast into a ball, compressing it and shrinking it, revealing two human figures behind it.

The handsome boy stood high up, looking down at her with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and then he smiled gently.

"It seems that you are not destined to die."

Patricia opened her mouth excitedly and wanted to say something, but the next moment the vine pierced through her heart.

The girl opened her eyes wide, full of disbelief.

The cards in his hand fell and landed quietly on the ground.

Volume 1: Chapter 98: Choosing a Day to Die

"What are you doing?"

Mao Yu gently loosened her hands, and the virtual soldier with a huge balloon tied to his body was released into the sky that was already full of balloons. She looked at the young man, not quite understanding what he was doing.

"Just to scare her."

An Jing waved his hand, and the vines rolled up the Hextech card that had fallen to the ground and handed it to him: "Who told her not to give me the card when we first met."

"You really hold a grudge."

"How can this be called holding a grudge? Didn't I take revenge on the spot? How can there be a grudge?"

The boy crushed the card, closed his eyes and felt the information in his mind.

[Choose a Day to Die]

Resilience

[Obtain summoner skill: Choose a day to die]

[Die Another Day will create a zone that lasts for four seconds, during which no unit will die.]

Chekhov once said: "If a loaded gun cannot fire, it should not be placed on the stage."

An Jing opened his eyes and looked at the girl below who had also opened her eyes with a confused look on her face. He thought that this sister was really lucky.

She was able to survive for several hours under the sweep of the antimatter army, and was caught up by them just at the last second before death. Now Hex has come out specially to protect her, but he doesn't even know how his sister will die.

Top-notch tough life.

Patricia is confused now.

She had no idea what was going on.

The vine pierced through his heart, but apart from a little pain, he felt nothing else. In fact, the wounds on his body were healing at an incredible speed. He felt warm and comfortable all over.

She looked at the young man, and her heart, which had been silent because of the betrayal she thought she had suffered, became active again, and even her eyes were tinged with a strange color.

Patricia didn't know how to describe the throbbing feeling. She had never experienced such a thing before and could only describe it as confused.

The girl wanted to say something, but she saw the boy making a hushing gesture at her, his eyes always looking in another direction, and she didn't know what he was looking at.

All sounds seemed to disappear.

The sounds of burning, wind, and collision in the air seemed to disappear into silence.

A huge shadow was cast on the ground.

"A masked fool."