Nine Star Burden

(Alliance leader plus 410)

Soft's live stream almost collapsed.

“I went to Nima, who told me it was quite a fight? Who told me he was a thief in Riverside? ”

“I didn't even react. What just happened? ”

“What's going on? I'm gonna get a glass of water, and the game's over? ”

“Goddamn it, you know how to paint poisoned milk every day. I'm afraid you've forgotten who the real god is. ”

“Han Jiangxue, my goddess, I may really love you. ”

“Gao Junwei shouts two voices? Yu Zhen Thunder struck twice? And then it's over? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. ”

“Gao Junwei did scream out, it was a terrible scream...”

“There was no fluctuation in my heart, even recording it secretly. ”

“Shall we kill weirder? You can't beat him? You're gonna get beat up and call me Dad? ”

“Come on, stop it. It's only 29 seconds till it's full. We won't even give each other a chance to call Dad...”

Su Soft beat the table so hard, there was a feeling of frowning and exhaling: “Happy! Smoke a $29 cash red envelope! One shot of the screen 'Snow Goddess Powerful' to participate in the draw! ”

“...... ”

“Ha ha, 29 bucks, anchor you are so bad...”

“Anchor, where are you going with the dinner? ”

“It's only 29 bucks, I won't be fooled by you...”

“The Snow God is mighty! ”

“The Snow God is mighty! ”

“The Snow God is mighty! ”

......

Twenty-nine seconds!

What's the concept of 29 seconds?

Before the race, everything that was rendered was ruined. What people were expecting was a thunderbolt of fire, a great war at the end of the world. What happened?

I take my pants off, you show me this?

From the moderator's seat at the stand, the moderator met Wu Guest face-to-face.

Especially along the way, his face felt hot, how powerful and fierce he had just blown out of Jiangbinsan, and as a result, Jiangbinsan was directly rubbed to the ground.

“So... so strong!?” He looked at Wu Guest with embarrassment and told Wu Guest to pick up the rescue site.

Guest Wu: “...”

Side by side: "...”

The image fell into awkwardness for a while.

Wu Jianbin suddenly covered his mouth with one hand, sending a dull voice:

“Eh!

I said one hit and you said six! ”

Wu Jianbin: “Yi Zhong...”

Side by side: “6...”

Wu Jianbin: “Yi Zhong! ”

Side by side: "6! ”

......

Above the track, Gao Junwei knelt on the cold turf, his body constantly trembled, that once untamed face, at this time, his face was ashes and lost soul.

Nobody knows what he's been through in Han Jiangxue's space coffin, and Han Jiangxue is in the air, and there's nothing at all.

Maybe that's exactly what the problem is.

It was because of the nothingness there that Gao Junwei behaved so badly.

He gasped heavily, his body trembled, and he didn't even dare look up.

His head was filled with burning skin by a torch, and his flesh and blood appeared extremely blurred, but even so, the pain on his body was far from psychological.

Suffocate, struggle,

Darkness, nothingness,

Despair, pain.

In this short period of less than half a minute, he seemed to have experienced an interpersonal death sentence.

But only the parties know what it's like. As the audience on the stands and in front of the TV, it's impossible to understand Ko Junwei's state at this time without cutting his body through the double physical and psychological torture.

It is simply felt that the outward young man, who is rampant and untamed, is not as powerful inside as he might have imagined.

Han Jiangxue looked down at Gao Junwei at his feet and suddenly felt a little bored.

She wanted a quick fix, and she was confident that she could use a soldier to imprison one of the other team members directly.

Either blackmail the teammates, create more or fewer 4V3 fights, or put severe psychological stress on the other party.

What didn't occur to Han Jiangxue was that when she did all this, almost simultaneously, her teammates worked together to solve another output of the opposing team.

Clean and clean without dragging mud.

Han Jiangxue turned to the battlefield in the distance. Zhang Ming, the once calm and wise conductor, looked extremely embarrassed at this time.

Perhaps, until now, Zhang Mingming does not know whether the pot of the game should be carried by himself.

Did he take it lightly? Are you careless?

No, I didn't.

So is Zhang Ming's plan and command wrong?

Maybe there is, maybe not, anyway, killing each other's only milk control is a way of fighting.

Even if Zhang Ming is wrong, can they succeed if they change their plan to kill Han Jiangxue for the first time?

His biggest mistake was to think that Han Jiangxue, an extremely stable slave, would never take the risk of using a broken space in such competitions.

Even more sad, how can Zhang Ming stop Han Jiangxue when he realizes that he will use the shredded sky?

Han Jiangxue turned his eyes and saw Zhang Weiliang, the frustrated, helpless shield warrior.

Passing Zhang Weiliang's figure, Han Jiangxue saw Yu Zhen, who had been lifted to the stretcher in the distance.

At this time, Yu Zhen had long gone from the arrogance of the past days. Her clothes were shattered and her blood drained. There was blood running around the corner of her mouth, her eyes open and she looked at the hazy sky.

She slaughtered the Quartet in the arsenal and crucified them with the dark blue scepter.

However, after meeting Han Jiangxue's team, he was masked by Jiang Xiao's poisonous milk and seized by Zhang Hui. The two flame arcs were seriously injured and directly shot out of the arsenal.

The Healthcare Star Warrior in the contest was indeed strong, healing Yu Zhen, who had seriously injured her coma, and allowing her to enter the rematch in full condition.

Yu Zhen's “admission” to “discharge” took only one day.

However,

She got out of the hospital fast.

Hospitalization is also fast...

29 seconds. What's the concept?

Now Han Jiangxue can answer that question.

These 29 seconds could mean a turnaround in the fate of the two teams.

Han Jiangxue looked at Jiang Xiao, as he, sitting on the ground, cut the vines tied to his ankles.

She walked toward him, and the boots lifted for a moment, and Gao Junwei was like a bird in a bow, trembling and kneeling beside him for two steps.

Han Jiang snowed for a moment. Is this what a normal person should do?

Afraid of being like this? Almost all of them are falling apart...

Isn't Ko Junwei mentally ill? The claustrophobic kind? Got ripped out of her blank?

Of course, Han Jiangxue does not deny that everyone will react differently to the threat of death.

Rest assured, if she was herself locked in a space coffin by the enemy, in control of her life and death, she might be hysterical.

Who knows what's going to happen without having experienced it?

Gao Junwei's specific state of mind, Han Jiangxue was no longer interested. She stepped forward and walked towards Jiang Xiao, while greeting Xiayen with her tall head and Li with her steady face.

In one of the barracks, in a private room with clear windows, there was a crackling sound.

“Captain!?” There was an interrogation from the soldier standing guard.

“Shut up!” There was a female voice in the door that suppressed anger.

In the reception room,

The wooden coffee table is shattered.

Pieces of the porcelain cup scattered all over the floor.

A middle-aged woman sitting on the couch with short hair, her face angry, her right hand clenched into fists, crushed the cup in her hand, the palm of the hand, tea mixed with a drop of blood flowing outward, accompanied by the frictional crushing sound of porcelain debris.

“Whoa...” After a while, the woman's body trembled slightly, took a deep breath, pressed her chest against rolling emotions, and her eyes still stared at the TV scene in front of her.

In the TV scene, the audience clapped their hands warmly and was the proud face of the winners' team.

Though all that had just ended, she still couldn't forget Gao Junwei's fearful, shivering face.

When the girl took a step, he panicked and crawled aside, like a stray dog who had been bullied.

“Waste!!!” The short-haired woman sat on the sofa, her eyes staring dead at the TV scene, her fleshy right hand open, her crushed porcelain cup slag thrown away, her left hand picked and picked in the bloody palm of her right hand and pinched a piece of porcelain cup.

However, her right palm had not been cleaned up yet, and she suddenly got up, angry, kicked open the mess on the ground, and came to the TV with a big step, smashing the TV into pieces...

In the arena,

Jiang Xiaozheng sat on the ground to relieve the vines, and suddenly his body struck a chill.

Han Jiangxue happened to come to him and cared softly: “The snow grew bigger and bigger, when I went back, I put on my down jacket. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Jiang Xiao responded with a quick cut of the vine with a fighting blade. Zhang Ming really wanted to kill himself.

Look at this bunch of vines. They are almost wrapped around Jiang Xiao's thighs. They are dense and numb, intricate and extremely flexible. They completely restrict Jiang Xiao's movements. Even if Zhang Ming has left, Jiang Xiao hasn't broken out yet.

Thanks to Xia Yeon at the time, if her flaming arc were not to be dragged away by Jane, according to Jiang Xiao's current state, she would definitely be scorched by lightning...

Boo!

A giant blade of wood burned by a bear plunged directly into the ground and came to the root of the grass.

Xia Yeon dumped her short chestnut hair with a little snowflake on her head and said impatiently: "Come on, don't let my snow and snow freeze here with you. ”

Jiang Xiao:????

"'What are you looking at?" said Xiayen. Why don't you hurry? ”

Jiang Xiao: “I want to be quick, but strength doesn't allow it. ”

Xia Yeon stunned for a moment and always felt something was wrong with that sentence.