Star Dome Railway: The opening performance of Taixu Sword God

Dan Heng was silent for a moment, then pushed Yan Huan backwards like a lizard cutting off its tail. He bore the weight of the containment chamber alone and sped up his escape.

"Ta Ta Ta Ta..."

Only Yan Huan was left behind.

"Uh."

Looking at March Qi behind him who clenched his fists and looked increasingly unhappy, Yan Huan rubbed his hands and said with a flattering smile:

"Hey, this is you, Third Sister. What kind of wind is blowing for you today?"

March 7: "..."

Yan Huan: "What a shame, look at you, standing there for so long, I even forgot about you."

I saw him take out a pack of "Furong King" from his arms, and it turned out to be the pack of cigarettes on the train.

He took one out and handed it to March Qi's mouth:

"Third sister, would you like one?"

"Hehe." Yan Huan smiled and rubbed the pretty face of March Qi with a cigarette, "Third sister, please speak. Don't do this, I'm afraid..."

March Qi's face was sullen, and her pink-blue eyes seemed extremely empty at this time.

"hehe."

She broke off the cigarette Yan Huan handed over and walked towards him slowly.

step.

step.

Every step he took caused the heartbeats of the staff around him to slow down by half a beat.

"Okay! It's a good break! One more! Another one!" Yan Huan handed over another "Hibiscus King" in surprise.

March lowered his head.

Deep voice:

"Today...one of us must die."

Chapter 17 Black Tower, you are quite a nice guy

The Mandrill incident soon came to an end.

Ji Zi couldn't help but admire Yan Huan's efficiency. Although he was so nervous that he allowed Yue Yue to let the mandrill go away, fortunately, he caught it quickly.

After getting rid of the troublemaker, the Black Tower Space Station returned to a happy scene.

Some wrote reports and made accusations.

Some dance in public.

There is an online shopping fleet.

I watched My Little Pony.

There are also people who are dragged and thrown into the trash can.

A very harmonious scene.

After a long time.

Yan Huan poked his head out of the garbage pile and looked around.

After confirming that March th had left, he crawled out in frustration.

"Haha, someone like me is resurrected!"

Just when he put his hands on his hips and looked up to the sky with a smile.

He found a loli in front of him staring at him.

Her skin is very smooth, her joints have the texture of a doll, and her lavender eyes are blinking.

"As I expected, your mental state is very problematic." Heita analyzed.

"Haha, you're squatting in front of the garbage dump. Your mental state isn't that good either."

Yan Huan complained to the loli in front of him, but she got a look of disdain in return.

"You have discovered all this. It seems that your medical record is not bad."

Heita took out a tablet, which played various videos about Yan Huan.

Some danced in public, some had sex with the mandrills, some handed Wen Shiling the Lotus King, and some even exchanged contact information with gay men on the space station.

Yan Huan looked at this scene and smiled knowingly.

But then.

The smile on his face slowly faded.

"You're watching me."

Even though the Black Tower was controlling it remotely, Yan Huan could definitely feel a bit of coldness in his eyes.

"You have something of mine inside of you, do you have a problem with me staring at you?" Heita retorted.

Yan Huan stared straight at Heita:

"How do you prove it's yours? Have you issued a certificate?"

Hearing this, Heita took out a receipt from his body.

It records the information and ownership of the star core. Naturally, the owner is Black Tower himself.

Yan Huan sniffed.

Is there any receipt for this thing?

"You can prescribe it for yourself."

"You have discovered this. It seems that the condition is quite serious and needs treatment as soon as possible." Heita admitted.

Yan Huan: "???"

I really prescribed it for myself.

"My name is Heita, and I am also the owner of this space station. Now the star core is on you, and the star core is my property, so now you are also my property."

Hearing this, Yan Huan's face turned red and he scratched his head: "Oh, I'm a little embarrassed to say that. How can I express my feelings like this? I hate it~"

"Go to the psychiatric department to get some medicine."

Heita already knew something about Yan Huan's character.

But she doesn't care.

She heard that this was the man who killed the Doomsday Beast with one sword, so she came to confirm.

His appearance looks no different from ordinary humans, and his imaginary energy cannot be felt if you look closely.

Is it hidden?

It's pretty awesome.

"Anyway, Jizi and Esta have already told me the specific things. Thank you very much for helping the space station, but using human bodies to store star cores is very dangerous. Come to my office later and I will show you Look. This doll went down first."

After Heita patted Yan Huan on the shoulder, the entire doll lost its expression instantly.

Under Yan Huan's surprise, the doll slowly backed away and leaned against the wall blankly.

Entered standby mode.

"Ah? It's offline now."

Yan Huan stood in front of the offline Black Tower doll and looked at it silently.

"This doll is quite cute."

Do you want to go to the office for a physical check-up? It's not necessary.

This star core has been fused with me for so long, and I still feel no discomfort at all.

After the fusion, I feel that I have become smarter, I don’t have to do drafts to show off, I can jump higher, and I don’t need foot strength anymore.

In short.

"No, no." Yan Huan smiled contemptuously.

There are so many dolls here, it shouldn’t be a problem to use one as a pillow for yourself.

No problem for sure!

He turned around and carried the Black Tower doll back to the Star Dome Train.

Observation carriage.

Jizi was sitting on the sofa and resting.

"Hey, Yan Huan, good lunch."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Himeko."

When Yan Huan hurried past, Ji Zi smiled and took a sip of coffee.

Young people are really energetic.

Silicone dolls are all small and delicate.

"Wait, why does that doll look familiar?" Ji Zi raised her eyebrows and looked straight into the distance.

……

Time is like a man’s savings after marriage.

It's always gone when it's gone.

Black Tower Office.

Ji Zi, Dan Heng, and March stood side by side and apologized to the Black Tower.

Ji Zi first said: "I'm sorry, Heita, Yan Huan has been nervous for a day or two, so please don't mind."

March clenched his fist and echoed: "Yes, yes, I think he is mean. We have already dealt with it, don't worry."

Dan Heng nodded: "Miss Heita, please forgive him."

Black Tower: "..."

She silently looked at Yan Huan, whose nose and face were bruised and swollen by March , and whose hands and feet were twitching continuously.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu did not do it by the way. This puppet is everywhere in the Black Tower Space Station. I took one back and held it to sleep..."

March Qi's pink-blue eyes froze, and she immediately jumped forward, straddling Yan Huan, and gave him a good beating: "You still said, you still said! How nervous are you? Can’t you restrain yourself a little? We, Wu Mingke, will be completely embarrassed by you!”

At this time, Yan Huan was being ridden by March , imposing unilateral sanctions.

Ji Zi and Dan Heng next to them also looked not surprised, which seemed reasonable.

Heita stared straight at this scene.

No, doesn't he use the level of strength?

Why did the little pink girl on his body beat him so naturally, without even a trace of hesitation?

"Ah... I was wrong. Miss Heita, please forgive me!"

"Scream louder, haven't you eaten yet?" Yue Yueqi stared angrily.

Throughout the office, screams were heard one after another, and Heita quickly tried to dissuade him:

"Ah, this, forget it. Don't fight anymore, oh, really don't fight again. Hey, didn't you hear? They said don't fight!"

Seeing that March Qi was still firing his bows left and right, and Dan Heng and Ji Zi standing by, Heita's eyes widened.

The "Miss Black Tower" in Yan Huan's mouth has advanced to "Lord Black Tower", "Master" and "Grandma". If the fight continues, the seniority will become more and more outrageous.

"Okay, okay, isn't it just a doll? I have so many, and I don't lack this one!" Heita said loudly and coquettishly.

Suddenly, the office was silenced by this shout.

March wiped the sweat from his forehead and said politely to Heita:

"Haha, Heita, you are quite a nice person."