Oh! You didn’t even call me!”

"Just let me meet you lingering ghosts for a while!"

Not intending to let go of this opportunity to fight, the bare-chested swordsman rushed diagonally above the ridge with exploding rain curtains and air currents. There was nothing unnecessary in the laughter coming from between the metal skeleton and the ruins.

The words, only the scream that broke through the air, turned into a farewell to Xueling Huanbing, lingering in the sky above the camp. Standing there digesting the information he heard and the meaning behind it, the white-haired swordswoman

Shi stood in the rain curtain next to the big rock for a long time. It wasn't until the camp space not far away changed, and the white light representing the upper line began to shine again, that she hurriedly wiped the red hair.

His eyes swept away the gloom on his face: "You, are you back?"

"Why are you here? And it's still raining?" He stretched out his hand and raised a magic barrier that was enough to cover two people. Duan Qing held up his "umbrella" towards Xue Ling Huan Bing, looking at himself in surprise.

Eyebrows: "What else can't be thought of?"

"Of course there is. Who made you leave me here so casually? You used that high-sounding reason." Xue Ling Huan Bing, who suppressed all the fluctuations in his heart and shook the rain off his body, replied with a complaint.

Said: "Tell me the result of your question. If you can't tell me, I won't punish you!"

"The conscience of heaven and earth, I really asked." Raising his finger to the sky, Duan Qing swore solemnly: "As for the result - hey, it's funny to say, what happened to those researchers who claimed to be scientists and Ph.D.'s in the end?

None of it has been studied.”
Chapter completed!