God of War has joined the deluxe package of running with the ball

Immediately he appreciated Marshal Fan Ye's proficient "beating children" skills.

He dragged the oversized bear child into the room by pulling the leaves, pushed it to the side of the table, pulled the stardust crystal in the sealed box, opened the protoss's mouth with one hand, and slammed it in.

The protoss was so stunned that it was tearful and screamed.

Han Tianjing reasonably suspected that Fan Ye specially picked the leaves of the protoss out of jealousy - the protoss is not a real Lifu, and the leaves on his head were grinded so hard that none of them fell off, while Fan Ye himself lost a lot of things along the way.

But after thinking about it, I really don't blame Marshal Fan Ye for his black hands.

He only gets a marshal's salary, but suddenly he learns that he has to do a nurse's job. This is for someone who is not irritable, that is, the species of the Liv tribe is inherently good-tempered, and it is replaced by something like Pascal. , the bottleneck of his own protoss advanced card, and then tossing the marshal because of mental instability, it is estimated that Pascal can perform a "hate because of love" on the spot, and directly betray the water.

Han Tianjing couldn't help being curious: "So the gold-level protoss absorbs the crystals, by swallowing?"

Fan Ye turned his head when he heard the words, and smiled apologetically: "No, I made you laugh."

After all, he didn't stop moving his hands, and stuffed a box of crystals into the mouth of his bear star spirit.

The protoss had teary eyes and didn't dare to resist, obediently began to absorb the crystals stuck in its mouth.

The crystal flakes quickly disintegrated into a halo, flowing slowly on the skin mimicked by the protoss species, and then disappeared. Human eyes cannot accurately capture the whereabouts of these star energy, but Han Tianjing reasonably speculates that this is the result of being successfully captured by the protoss species. Absorbed - it really doesn't go through the mouth.

and so……

Han Tianjing looked at Fan Ye sympathetically, um, I understand, because the pressure is too great and needs to be resolved.

After all, it is not easy to be a marshal.

The two marshals present felt emotional at the same time.

After tidying up the star spirit species, the gloomy color between the pan-leaf brows was reduced by two points. He stood up straight and sighed sincerely: "I am more and more in favor of you Mingyue God of War. Don't rely too much on the star spirit species. Don't say Humans, even an interstellar race like me, can occasionally understand why he wants to bombard the Protoss."

After finishing speaking, he tugged at the leaves of his Protoss species in distaste, and stopped him from trying to get closer.

Mingyue God of War himself: =_=

Han Tianjing's tone was subtle: "Why, Marshal Fan Ye also believes the news that the Alliance Yehuang and Marshal Han are at odds?"

Fan Ye exerted force with his hands, and tug-of-war with the head of the protoss species, and answered naturally: "It's normal to have a disagreement."

Han Tianjing was in a complicated mood, and replied: "My Alliance Yehuang has never been in... such a state."

While speaking, the protoss suddenly changed its external form, the imitated leaves suddenly disappeared, Fan Ye was dragged into the air, and almost stumbled and fell down, but it failed to stop the big bear child from rushing up and knocked him down again land.

Then the Xiongxing Spirit Seed claimed credit regardless of the occasion: "Fan Ye, I have absorbed the crystals, and I have also worked hard. I have blown away the nebulae with unstable energy in the Eastern District!"

Pan Ye has a wooden face: my waist.

Han Tianjing... seemed to see a huge dog wagging its tail coquettishly.

Fan Ye's face was serious, and he answered with difficulty: "Your Highness, if you don't get up again, you will have to fulfill your duty of holding a state funeral for the Marshal of the Alliance."

To be crushed to death!

Although showing the abnormal state of his own Protoss species did have the purpose of selling miserables to prove that the Star Hill Alliance is harmless, but this wave of miserable sales was too affordable, and Han Tianjing bought it happily. After all, the hard work of Marshal Fan Ye is as solid as a mountain.

In comparison, Yehuang is really an excellent sleeping beauty emperor, at least he didn't make him worry so much that he lost a lot of hair every day.

The Protoss is a unique life form born of pure energy. They may have to go through a long time and observe and imitate many species before they can learn to be a "creature" and then present a natural mimic appearance to integrate into ordinary races in the society.

No protoss will choose the juvenile stage of a certain species in the final mimicry. This gold-ranked protoss of the Star Hill Alliance is modeled on the adult Liv family in a normal state, but now it is obviously out of mental power. It's a fault, short-circuited in the brain, and suddenly imitates the words and deeds of the young Liv tribe.

But this guy also forgot to adjust the shape, which led to the unlucky Liv Marshal facing a large cub every day.

Han Tianjing sat down at the table, nodded and said, "Okay, I agree with your evidence. The protoss of your alliance has nothing to do with stealing mermaid eggs."

"Thank you for your trust." Fan Ye nodded and sat opposite him.

Han Tianjing was also frank: "For the Starry Night Alliance, it doesn't matter whether your protoss is silver, gold, or king. If anyone is eager to kill a protoss, especially one who may be advanced A king-level protoss must be the White King."

The atmosphere changed from the parenting scene to a serious military negotiation. Fan Ye sat upright slightly, looking back at Han Tianjing solemnly.

"I remember that when the God of War fought against the White King in Xingyuan, the White King was injured. At that time, the triumphant White Empire was also forced to retreat, but the White King would not give up. I also remember that the God of War said publicly that if he met again King Bai, you will fight to the death, if that day comes—"

Fan Ye took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Xingqiu would like to see Han Tianjing win."

Han Tianjing chuckled and took out a badge. It was shaped like a full moon, simple and clear without any extra decorations, and the Big Dipper representing human civilization was engraved on the front.

"I am here this time to represent Alliance Marshal Han Tianjing." He said frankly.

Represent yourself, there is nothing wrong with that.

Fan Ye stretched out his hand and received the badge in his palm, then he turned around and pinched a leaf off the head of the protoss, the protoss covered his head with an ouch, but he didn't get half a look.

After the leaf leaves the body, it slowly turns into a translucent spar, still in the shape of a leaf, but with a magnificent color like a nebula.

Fan Ye handed it to Han Tianjing: "Please pass it to God of War for me, and say that I wish him invincible."

……

Under the premise of common interests, the negotiation went very smoothly. Han Tianjing and Fan Ye finished discussing the follow-up details (of course they did not forget the core purpose: snacks), and then left and returned to the spaceship.

Later, the fighters of the Liv tribe sent three large airtight cabins, which were decorated with special seasonal fruits and vegetables from the outside, and they were said to be for the fighters of the friendly countries to try.

Pascal checked it with his hands, and found that the two airtight compartments were filled with high-quality Stardust Beast crystals, and they were both biased towards the dark attribute. The third one was indeed filled with real fruits and vegetables in order to deceive people.

"Hey, I gave you so much." Pascal clicked his tongue, "Why did you talk to that tree leaf? Didn't you reveal the secret?"

Han Tianjing gave him a sideways look, as if to say, do you think I'm Donglai.

"The level of science and technology of the Liv family is average." In fact, all creatures that can use star energy are not very technologically advanced. Han Tianjing replied to Pascal, "I said that Marshal Han wanted it, because human scientists from the Academy of Engineering are trying to We are working on research and development of equipment to increase the power of the Night Emperor."

Pascal raised his eyebrows: "Humans who are full of lies." Your Majesty's astral power still needs to be enhanced?

Han Tianjing didn't bother to pay attention to him, and tapped the airtight cabin with his fingertips.

He felt that the marshal of the Liv tribe had clearly seen something, but wisely and considerately chose to keep silent.

Geographically speaking, although the Star Hill Alliance is sandwiched between Starry Night and the White Empire, it is closer to the White Empire, so Fanye will not be overly worried about the expansion of the Night Emperor's control, even if Starry Night's control expands to the existing ten Outside of the eight star fields, it still won't directly affect Star Hill.

Furthermore, compared to the Night Emperor, those who want to immigrate to the White Empire have their brains squeezed by the door.

Han Tianjing remembered that he cut down a Zerg that was shaped by King Bai, and after going home, he dripped eye drops for several days, and still felt that his eyes hurt.Bai Wang and his family are definitely masters of "visual attack".

The Liv soldier who came to deliver the goods suddenly came back again, and after being welcomed into the cabin door, he took out a small box and handed it to Han Tianjing: "Sorry for forgetting, our marshal asked me to give this to you just now, Said it was a personal gift."

Han Tianjing thanked him and sent the other party away, sat down and opened the box, and Pascal came over curiously to have a look.

Then the eyebrows of the two people flew into the hair together.

Pascal stretched out his finger and poked it: "What is this, nipple?"

The box is covered with delicate and soft vanilla, sprinkled with a layer of small florals, a cute pacifier lying in the center, and a string of small leaves on the hanging chain, which is very characteristic of the Liv family.

There is also a handwritten note: For your future baby, may it be like a forest, full of vitality, healthy and strong.

This metaphor is also very similar to the Liv family. They love nature and like to praise the vigorous vitality, which is enough to show that the gifts given by Fanye are quite sincere.

but--

Han Tianjing frowned: "Did you send it to the wrong person?"

Or is it that in the culture of the Liv tribe, they like to wish strangers they just met to have babies soon?

It can't be that Pan Ye was collapsed by the Xiong Xingling of Xingqiu.

Pascal didn't know Liv very well either. After all, this is not the main population of the alliance. He laughed and replied with a teasing face: "It's possible, don't you love life?"

Han Tianjing: "..."

The Leaf Clan is incredible!

Pascal was still sneering: "But 'your future baby', hahaha, I can't imagine hahaha, Han Mingyue, the iron-blooded war god, who dares to have a child with you, the only one who will not be scared away by your side is your floating cannon Already!"

Han Tianjing raised his head coldly: "Then why don't you run away?"

How could a qualified mortal enemy let go of such a big joke? The Yeling clan smiled brightly, and they were still muttering: "What kind of expression does Fan Ye have when he knows that you are Han Tianjing himself? He actually gave you a pacifier, what do you think haha Ha ha--"

Bang, Han Tianjing was furious, and slapped the joystick.Damn it, if it wasn't for looking for supplements for Pawohuang, how could he be reduced to going on a mission with this night owl, and the night owl saw the scene of receiving a pacifier!

When he was half angry, his movements suddenly stopped, Meifeng frowned and raised his hand to hold his lower abdomen.

Pascal's ridicule stopped abruptly.

"What, it hurts again?"

Han Tianjing frowned and said nothing for a while, pursed his lips, and said uncertainly, "Maybe he's hungry?"

The author has something to say:

Moon: My stomach hurts.

Leaf: The quasi-true mother has worked so hard.

[At this moment, a self-righteous, blind, and light-pollution night lamp passes by]