Crossing to the Future, it’s Not Easy to Be a Man

1435: No need.

"Uh ..." The captain looked down at himself for the first time, and saw a black, but gleaming metal sword, which cut him straight off the waist, and the blood was slowly fainting away.

"Uh." The black light flashed, and the giant sword disappeared in front of him. It seemed that the scene was just his phantom, but the stabbed waist told him that it was not an illusion.

"Ah ~!" The captain shouted in pain. The mech is not really a phantom, is it really controlled by people?

"In disorder, you are the strongest mecha divisions, and unless the god-level priest comes over, you are invincible." He remembered what their demon master said to them.

"Deceptive, demon lord, you lied to me ..." The captain swallowed his last breath in angrily, and he couldn't look away until he died.

Ling Lan pulled out the sky again, and the slight bluntness from the palm of the mech made her frown slightly.This means that the wear rate of the sky has destroyed its original sharpness ...

"Kill me!" Another group of captain planes just arrived and saw their companions being mercilessly killed by a mech. The whole person exploded and was extremely angry.

There is nothing right or wrong on the battlefield. They are all comrades and partners who are advancing and retreating.The feelings of each other are unforgettable, and the grief and indignation of seeing the companion was killed is no less than that of the person who is closest to him.Ling Lan, they are so, and so are they.

"Kill!" Ling Lan greeted her without hesitation, the power she controlled began to strengthen, to make up for the gradual loss of the sharpness of the sky.

"Uh!" Another opponent died in her hands. Ling Lan didn't know that this was the few captain planes that died in her hands.Maybe the other party is a good person who loves his family and helps others on weekdays, but here, they are all enemies, either you die or I die.

"This kind of war is really disgusting." Obviously, there is no national antagonism, it is just a game for the upper class, but it has let countless people lay their lives. For the first time, Ling Lan felt disgusted about disorder: I hate it, I hate it. "

Ling Lan shouted angrily, the sky once again pierced a mecha control cabin mercilessly,

"Then you have to be a chess player, not a chess piece." Suddenly the voice of tutor No. 1 came from my ear.

Ling Lan's eyes became very sharp: "From the moment I stepped into disorder, I didn't want to be a chess piece, master, master ..."

These two cadres, the first soft whisper, with a little regret, but the last one gritted his teeth, with anger that could not be hidden.

"Just make up your mind." No. 1's voice was still cold.

In the place that Ling Lan could not see, the space reserved for Tutor No. 1, his cold face, which had no expression at all, rarely saw a trace of distress, a trace of confusion, and finally turned into a sigh.

"Isn't this what you want? Why should I regret it?" Suddenly, a pair of jade hands appeared in the air, and the space was slammed openly, and the graceful walked out of it with a look of contempt.

No. 1 glanced at her, slowly closed her eyes, and ignored it.

"This expression of yours is really annoying." There was a trace of anger on No. 4's face, and he walked over to hug No. 1's head and neck.

"Boom!"

Tutor No. 4 was ejected.

Instructor No. 1 slowly said: "No. 4, don't cross the line."

"What is the world? How do I like you? I like it before I enter here. I still like it when I enter here. I pursue the person I like. What am I wrong?" No. 4 stood firm and sneered. .

"Don't forget our duty, No. 4." No. 1 is still cold, and what No. 4 said can't shake him.

"Responsibility? Your Highness? You are half dead now, and you don't have the ability to do things? As for Ling Lan? You don't give me a chance to play. What duties do I have to perform?" Which tutor suffocated like her?Finally, there is a female student, let her have the opportunity to show her skills, but it has grown to be in her twenties, she even has no chance to play?She sometimes thinks that Ling Lan is actually a man, not a girl.

And the culprit responsible for this tragic consequence is undoubtedly the cold, no temperature, just like a dead man.It makes me angry when I look at it, it makes me hate ... I can't get up, I like it terribly.Well, No.4 knows that she has been folded into No.1 in her life. Such a poor man, she just likes it. She must be an M.

"Now Linglan, you don't need those things." No. 1 insists very much on this.

"Ling Lan is a girl, you can't treat her as a man." No. 4 rushed over, grabbed No. 1's neckline, and said with an angry face.

"Whether Ling Lan is a man or a woman, she is destined to become a king and become a king. She doesn't need the weakest things at all." No. 1 said lightly.

"Where am I weak? I can let her fully embody the charm of women and let those men submit." No. 4 didn't accept No. 1's words at all.

No. 1 grabbed the neckline of No. 4 by her neckline, and slowly placed it on her chest: "Only talents who are not strong enough need these side entrances and left lanes. Ling Lan is strong enough, she will be stronger. No. 4, you actually know very well This is why I did not have to appear in front of Ling Lan, just waiting for your time in silence. "

"Am I just the door to the left?" Tears in the corner of No. 4 asked sadly, "Am I not so influential?"

"The one that suits is the best, but Ling Lan doesn't need it now." Ling Lan looked up outside. Ling Lan was fighting in the blood. This is her battle. Even if these mentors are willing to help, they can't help. "You understand that Ling Lan wants strength, own strength, and strength under its control, and there is no room for you to play."

"I really am a superfluous person." No. 4 laughed self-deprecatingly, a tear in the corner of his eyes fell quietly.

"Everyone has his value, but the time is not yet." No. 1 held No. 4's hand gently, and pushed her out in front of her. "When Ling Lan enters another stage, she will need your."

Having said that, the No. 1 tutor closed his eyes again, and the No. 4 wanted to say something, but found that he had been expelled from the No. 1 tutor's space.

No. 4 paused and returned to his space in the next second.

"Huh, don't let me touch, can't you let me take the initiative to touch me?" No. 4 swept the sorrow and weakness in front of No. 1, and the whole person laughed like a fox eating meat.

"Also, Xiao Linglan, don't give the masters a fight, I'm still waiting to play, but don't lose." No. 4 converged with a smile, faintly worried.

Although she has never met with Ling Lan, she has always watched Ling Lan grow up. To her, she is familiar with her as a child. Her feelings for Ling Lan are no less than those of other tutors. .Besides, there is the bonus of No. 1 tutor. No. 1 likes and loves, and she must like to love too.