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At this moment, the Yeling tribe perfectly practiced his racial culture - belittle the protoss of the opponent's family who is not strong enough: "That's right, a mere gold-ranked protoss, saying that it has the ability to resist the temptation of advanced? Verbal assurances are not enough for me to believe."

Although this is just a negotiating technique, it can be especially bluffing when spoken by a night spirit with strong star power.

Fan Ye looked at them, without any impatience on his expression, and he was not busy explaining. He still answered in an orderly manner according to his own pace: "Even though a third-party force provoked me, I did not realize that there was an enemy lurking in my airspace in time. Responsibility for negligence. But it does not belong to us, and we will never respond indiscriminately."

Han Tianjing's eyes were sharp, full of scrutiny.

His fingertips were slowly rubbing against the handle of his knife, while Fan Ye on the opposite side seemed to be completely invisible to the threat.

Very good, Han Tianjing had a bit of appreciation in his eyes.

This can be regarded as the first "confrontation" between him and the Marshal of Star Hill.The Livs are generally gentle in character, and this marshal indeed has a soft and pleasant voice, but Han Tianjing judged that, based on his unflappable concentration, he must be a calm and unruffled general when he comes to the front line.

Besides, being sandwiched between the Starry Night Alliance and the White Empire for many years, the marshal Xingqiu did have some skills.

So he released the knife at the right time, and casually pushed it aside, as if he had been persuaded.

Marshal Fan Ye was not disturbed by the momentum of the two of them just now, but fortunately, he also showed his sincerity in maintaining friendship with the Starry Night Alliance, so Han Tianjing decided to stop it. As soon as he uttered the next sentence, there was another wave of overwhelming nausea.

return!without!over!up!

Because it came so suddenly, even Han Tianjing, who had such strong willpower, couldn't hold back his retching.

Pascal saw his mortal enemy who is known for being cold-blooded and ruthless suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth, while the other hand subconsciously grasped the handrail, and he didn't even sit straight. , directly pulled the saber that Han Tianjing put away just now, and gave a low drink:

"The food is poisonous?!"

Han Tianjing, who was retching, almost vomited out of anger, thinking that human beings are not so weak, just now you ate a lot of vegetable leaves, you were the one who died first if it was poisonous, and it is useless if you are a night spirit!

The night spirits actually like to eat grass, it's annoying to watch!

Fan Ye finally changed his expression, he stood up, the leaves above his head trembled slightly, his expression became serious.

But before he started to drop the leaves in anxiety, Han Tianjing, who was covering his mouth, silently put down his hand, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Don't get excited, hay fever."

Pascal: "..."

Fan Ye: "..."

I almost subconsciously raised my hand to cover the flowers on top of my head, thanks to the calmness elsewhere!

But he had a question in his mind—is there any race that is allergic to pollen, and the symptom is retching?

And this Mr. Mingyue... Fan Ye thought about it, and it seemed that he started to vomit after seeing the food... He suddenly asked: "Allergies are really uncomfortable. If your throat is uncomfortable, would you like some coconut milk to moisten it?" Lozenges?"

Sure enough, he noticed that the body of Mr. Mingyue on the opposite side tensed up for a moment!

"No need." Hei Jia's God of War tone is stern, and his whole body is full of tough killing momentum. His waistline is smooth and flexible. Although he is sitting, there is no need to doubt that he has absolute explosive power.Sitting next to him, Pascal suddenly worried that half of the negotiation would turn into a bright moon wielding a knife to cut leaves, right?

Although Han Tianjing refused, Fan Ye still motioned to the secretary next to him, and soon the lady secretary brought two cups, one cup of warm sweet soy milk and one cup of kumquat honey juice.

Pascal looked over vigilantly, Han Tianjing also took a look, and then raised his hand to take the sweet soy milk.

"Thank you." He nodded politely, and his evaluation of the Marshal of the Liv clan went up to another level in his heart.

Keen, calm, and amazing observation and judgment, even Pascal sat next to him and didn't notice that he was sick because of the coconut meat, but this Liv tribe noticed.And when preparing drinks, they didn't just give away one kind. It can be seen that the thought is thoughtful, and it must be the kind that is well-planned and always has a back trick when it goes to the battlefield.

But he didn't know that Fan Ye's evaluation of him was also skyrocketing.

Mr. Mingyue is obviously a battle-tested general. He has blood and sparks tempered fiercely on his body. If you fight against him, if you are not careful, you will be led by him, but... Fan Ye's eyes softened a little , lingering on the line of his waist and abdomen covered by the exoskeleton armor, couldn't help sighing.

Alas, it's not easy.

So Fan Ye said openly to Han Tianjing: "King Bai's control over his family members is too strong. When King Bai goes on tour, his family members pay homage to him wherever he goes. We of the Liv tribe prefer to grow quietly in nature. Besides , To quote your Mingyue God of War, "It's the interstellar era, starships are flying all over the sky, can you keep up with your thinking, and don't engage in such prehistoric stuff."

As a negotiation between two parties, these words were too blunt, almost putting the resistance against King Bai on the surface.

Han Tianjing nodded slightly at first, but then couldn't help but said, "That sentence was not said by Han Tianjing."

Liv: "Huh?"

Han Tianjing: "Don't randomly write quotations under other people's names."

Liv laughed lowly: "I'm sorry. Indeed, the White King likes and is good at controlling the minds of his subordinates and taking away their free will. This is his means of survival as a king-level star spirit species. It has nothing to do with whether the thinking is modern or primitive. It has a lot to do with it. That sentence is indeed not something that Marshal Han would say, it was probably said by a celebrity in history who has just come into contact with the Protoss species."

Each protoss species is unique, and they will choose a suitable way of survival. Cooperation and reciprocity with ordinary races in the star field is indeed the mainstream, but it is not the only choice.

Han Tianjing said: "White King is king-level, but I think it already has the strength of emperor-level, and the main body has not advanced because it controls a large number of dependents infected and transformed by its star power. Even the gold-level star of your alliance The spirit seed has successfully advanced to the king level, so don't blindly face the white king, there is no chance of winning."

Fan Ye nodded: "Yes, I understand. Although the White Empire has been dormant in recent years, I don't think it will be too long. Remember to remind you Marshal Han."

Han Tianjing: "Thank you."

But he didn't forget the real reason for coming, and he took advantage of the situation to change the topic and brought the topic back to the original track: "Although I said so, Marshal Fan Ye, how can I be sure that the star spirit species of your alliance will be advanced in the future?" Now, won't you have any will to become the second White King?"

Let’s bluff it first, no matter what the other party explains, they have to bear the responsibility for poor supervision in the incident of smuggling private fish eggs. The more nervous the other party is, the more snacks will be earned for the mascot.

I hope the mascot will live up to expectations, get up and work quickly!The real mascot also has the responsibility to seriously take photos with tourists, Han Tianjing thought angrily, I didn't ask Yehuang to go to the office to check in every day.

But Fanye was silent.

And the silence was a little noticeable.

It's not because of guilty conscience, Han Tianjing inexplicably sees a trace of... Tiredness from the other person's face?

Ye Ye rattled, Fan Ye stood up, picked up a flower bud that fell from behind her ear, and threw it into the trash can. After looking at Han Tianjing and Pascal for a long time, she said, "Mr. Mingyue, I can prove it to you." .”

Han Tianjing raised his eyebrows.

Fan Ye: "Please come with me, I will take you to meet our Highness."

Pascal followed suit, but Fanye stopped him politely, and said firmly: "Since you two also know that our Highness is in a special period of advancement, don't disturb too many people together. I'm sorry."

There was a dangerous red light flashing on the head of the Yeling tribe, he was obviously worried, but Han Tianjing nodded to him coldly: "You should rest first." After speaking, he took his knife back from Pascal's hand and shook it. Akira reminded the other party almost unabashedly: Don't forget, you can't beat me.

Humanity!Pascal stood where he was, so angry that he exploded. He simply took out the training plan in his brain and began to add items to it.

Han Tianjing ignored Pascal's provocative words, directly blocked him, and followed Fan Ye on Marshal Xingqiu's spaceship, and soon arrived at the palace where the protoss was located.

Because it is a protoss species supported by the Liv tribe, its mimicry is also close to that of the Liv tribe, and the residence is in a fresh and natural style, with flowers and plants on both sides of the elegant corridor.Similar to the special period of the Night Emperor, here also because the star energy fluctuations of the Protoss species are too strong, no one else approaches at will.

Han Tianjing couldn't feel the star energy, and with the protection of the exoskeleton armor, his steps were not chaotic at all, so Fan Ye looked at him with more admiration.

Along the way, a few leaves fell from Marshal Liv's head and mixed with the fallen leaves of other plants in the garden.

"Our Highness's energy fluctuated violently due to the advancement, which caused the mimicry state to be unstable, and the mental power also fluctuated a little." Fan Ye couldn't help but let out a long sigh as he said.

At the end of the corridor, there was a figure holding something and running towards this side quickly.

Fan Ye stopped, and Han Tianjing also stopped, and took a few steps back consciously to prevent the strange protoss from becoming aggressive in an unconscious state.

But the rushing figure didn't notice him at all.

boom--

With a muffled sound, Fan Ye was knocked to the ground by the protoss, but he didn't get up, but lay happily on his body, holding a glass jar in his hand.

"Fan Ye! I picked up all the leaves you dropped!"

Fan Ye's expression remained unchanged: "Your Highness, have you finished absorbing the crystals given to you?"

The protoss holding a jar of leaves didn't hide it, and shook his head firmly. His appearance was still tall and handsome, similar to that of the Liv clan, with lush and beautiful branches and leaves on his head, but his figure was bigger than the real Liv It needs to be a little bit stronger, and there are also many Zerg in the central star area of ​​Star Hill, so there are probably one or two references when mimicking.

So, Han Tianjing suddenly realized that this huge monster flew over just now and directly smashed Marshal Li Fu to the ground.

"Your Highness, only when you absorb the crystals will you break through faster." Fan Ye seemed not surprised by this answer, and said patiently and gently, but another leaf fell off behind the ear, just falling into the protoss species In his hand, he directly put it into a large glass jar.

"I do not want!"

Like every brat who refuses to eat, the protoss lay on Fan Ye's chest, hugged his neck with both hands, and said firmly, "Unless Fan Ye feeds me!"

Han Tianjing's pupils trembled.

He looked at Fan Ye sympathetically - no wonder he was able to be so calm and calm!It turns out that in addition to official and military duties every day, do you have to take care of a super-unlucky child?

No wonder he dared to refute the belittling just now, the corners of Han Tianjing's lips were slightly curved, he didn't expect his angry words just now to be the truth: just such a protoss child, how can you compare it with the Night Emperor!

Ask yourself, if the family mascot becomes this kind of virtue, he will immediately make the rumors of the alliance come true-the human marshal and the protoss are at odds!

Thankfully, the black and gold mascot of the family is just obsessed with sleeping.

Suddenly, he didn't dislike Ye Huang lying down.

And Marshal Liv, who remained unchanged on the negotiating table, dropped a handful of leaves visibly to the naked eye.

He lay in place and replied calmly, "Your Highness, are you sure?"

Han Tianjing stood aside, watching with approval the foreign marshal showing a cold smile no less than his own.

The author has something to say:

Ye Ye: Hey, it’s not easy, going to the battlefield with your stomach full...

Moon: Coconut Emperor is really nice.

[Don't let the night lights come, only let the moon come, it's a mother's friendship to another mother-to-be who has a little star in her stomach! (No, cross this sentence out, nonsense, hey, ah, ah, two marshals, don't do it—ah—————