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The aircraft rushed out of the wide-open base gate and passed through various buildings covered with snow in an orderly manner. If you want to kick on the hatch of the aircraft, you can hear the voice of Quanyi and the wind blowing in through the crack of the open hatch: "For a while...Mechs...Let's go in batches!"

The helmet he was wearing with all his heart finally came in handy. He poked his head out of the aircraft in front of Li Xingmo and Rong Ju as if he didn't feel the cold. Landing to participate in some fashion interview; at this moment, I was afraid that Rong Ji and the others would not hear me and continued to shout: "You... hear it!"

Rong Zhe wanted to answer him, but he took a big mouthful of cold wind as soon as he opened his mouth, choking his heart; so he changed his mind temporarily, and covered the mouth of Li Xingmo, who was about to speak next to him, to ensure that even a breath of wind could get through. After not entering the opponent's mouth, he gestured ok very coldly.The hatch of the aircraft was closed, and he said quietly to Li Xingmo, "Doesn't everyone in Millett know how to use walkie-talkies?"

Li Xingmo gave a bloody response to this matter: "No, he might just show off that he has a windproof helmet."

"..."

"Also, Mr. Rong, please stop the childish slander between your alphas. Millertree and Ball are both very good galaxies. Even if you hack into the Star Alliance headquarters system with a loudspeaker, it will be a threat to the entire universe. It is not appropriate to establish diplomatic relations with Miller Terry for his rude behavior, and no one will take it to heart."

Mr. Rong's handsome face froze when he was poked at the center, and after a few seconds, he quietly looked away, pretending to be looking at the scenery outside the window, while Li Xingmo focused on the flight line, slapped him and fed him a sweet date: "Well, I admit, you are stronger. So don't worry about your defeated opponent, he just can't speak his head....The destination is coming, get ready, and I will listen to you when it's safe."

Rong Zhe's eyes turned back silently, and he felt that there seemed to be something wrong with Li Xingmo and his role positioning; while Quan Yi, who was not far in front of him, sneezed inexplicably.

He rubbed his nose, completely unaware that he was defeated without a fight, and became the underling of a certain stinky couple, so he just muttered in a low voice: "...Damn, did Quanxin secretly scold me again!"

The destination of their short-distance flight was the interstellar space station on the edge of the planet Poole, where the mecha that Quan Yi was driving was parked. This was the final unanimous result after Quan Yi consulted everyone.

After all, the function of the starship is single, and the target is huge, so it can be used only to carry passengers, but now the universe is full of dangers, the bigger the target, the easier it is to be captured by people with ulterior motives; Things born for combat, endurance and sensitivity are first-class, in case they encounter anything, they can respond in time, so that they will not fall into a passive position.

The people Quanyi brought were all combat elites, and they had no problem driving the mecha. The only person who had some problems, Xiao Fan, was also placed on the mecha that Quanyi himself was driving, acting as a temporary accompanying doctor; that's it. , many pure black mechas painted with the representative colors of the fourth galaxy launched in the unmanned space station, rushed into the vast universe without hesitation, and soon merged with the universe, only the flickering lights could be vaguely seen.

It should be said that Millertree's military technology is truly extraordinary in the universe. Even after experiencing an unprecedented blizzard, these behemoths still stood stubbornly and silently when the temperature dropped to several hundred below zero. Their performance and performance were not affected at all. Feeling; Li Xingmo took a deep breath, and took a few steps forward as he did every time he drove the mecha, before entering the mecha, he stroked its cold and hard shell.

He closed his eyes, and his lips moved silently, as if he was praying; Rong Ji looked at him quietly and fondly, from this angle, he could only see Li Xingmo's long eyelashes trembling on one side of his side face, and the other's slender fingers in the dark At this moment, Li Xingmo seemed to show a look that Rong Ju had never seen before, so that Mr. Rong felt absurdly satisfied:

It seems that through this kind of observation, the missing years between him and Li Xingmo can be filled slowly.

This is a splicing game that belongs to Mr. Rong alone. He keeps Li Xingmo who is different every moment, and he can pretend that he has participated in these years by turning the dots into lines.

"Good boy," he couldn't help asking, "Are you scared?"

Quanyi, as Millertree's youngest foreign executive, is definitely not as simple and deceitful as he usually reveals. Just looking at the mecha can give him a glimpse of the other party's unfathomable plans.He brought a human-piloted mecha. Poole is good, but the mechas are all two-person mechas. The only single person is the one he drove, and he disappeared into the sea of ​​stars with Xiao Fan a long time ago. In, nowhere to be seen.

Rong Ju once told Li Xingmo when he was in Lao Futi that the two-person mecha is Milletley's patent, and currently only this galaxy can manufacture it. It is stronger than the single-person mecha and is more for combat. With the existence of life, if the strength can be fully utilized, it is definitely not as simple as one plus one equals two.

It's just that two-person mechas require the cooperation of life-and-death partners. Such partners usually only exist in lovers or family members who are connected by blood, and it is extremely difficult to cultivate. Therefore, there are not many famous two-person mecha battles in the universe.

In other words, the people brought by Quanyi are very few in the universe, and the existence of being able to pass the two-person mecha pilot qualification test is itself a weakness. Such a fatal weakness is in the hands of Quanyi. How could it be such a scheming existence to climb up to the top of Miller Tree easily?

It's just that this is an internal matter of the fourth galaxy itself, and has nothing to do with Rong Ju Li Xingmo. What they care about is another aspect. Can such a demanding operation really allow them to control it?

"What are you afraid of?" Li Xingmo suddenly laughed, "We are a legal husband and wife relationship with a stamped certificate, so what is there to worry about? Besides——"

"Ok?"

"Isn't it you who started my mecha, Mr. Rong?"

Rong Zhe took a deep breath, and after realizing it, he grinded his molars and pinched the back of Li Xingmo's fateful neck: "Mr. Rong now feels that beating a child in the snow is just idle time. . . Bar?"

Li Xingmo broke away from the other party's weak hand, and jumped onto the mecha lightly in three steps and two steps, and smiled triumphantly on it. Rong Ju chased him into the hatch, sensing signs of life. The system immediately turned on the lights, and asked with a sweet electronic voice: "The preparations are complete. After testing, the driver's mental power belongs to [superior]. Do you need to connect the two of you to the mental network now?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, nodded at the same time and said, "Yes."

The seat is pushed forward suddenly, and the mech's gradually accelerating run-up presents two diametrically opposed forces, as if the driver is going to be shot directly into a blood-stained pancake; The dizziness combined into an unbearable pain for ordinary people, but Rong Ju and Li Xingmo didn't change their faces, and Li Xingmo even felt a bit of relief in this familiar pain——

The mecha's successful access to the spiritual network of the two means that the tacit understanding between him and Rongju has passed the test, and even the machine is willing to bow down; now, he and Rongju are inseparable, their spiritual networks are intertwined, and both sides bear the same pain , no one can face it alone.

They live and die together.

When the mecha finally entered the universe, the pain gradually subsided, and he turned his head to look at Rong Zhe: "Do you know what wish I made when I stood in front of the mecha just now?"

"What?" Rong Ju was a little surprised, "I thought you were worried about the running-in of our two-person mechas."

"No, it's not this one, I made my wish." Li Xingmo's lips turned pale, and there were strands of hair clinging to his cheeks from cold sweat. Although he looked embarrassed, his eyes were shining brightly:

"Forget it, I'll tell you later."

He deliberately didn't look at Rong Di's helpless expression after hearing this, and pretended to be very focused on looking at the empty and dark universe scenery, but shook his feet happily, although it was unbelievable, he still felt very happy. : All wishes are about you, my big baby, my love.

In the darkest days of the fourth galaxy, every time I was tormented by exhausted mental power and surrounded by severe pain, you were my only wish.

Because I pray so devoutly, I hope that one day, it can lead me to break through the cloud called illusory, pass through the bottomless universe, and bring me to——

Lover's side.

The author says:

The whole heart that is not here: I think the whole heart is purely itchy