Major General he doesn't want to play Beta anymore [Rebirth]

He plunged out without looking back.

Inside the mech, the young man trembled slightly, as if he was trying his best to break free from the bondage, but it was in vain. His hands were still waving uncontrollably on the console, running counter to the master's will.

Not far away was the federal warship he had expected. Wen Yu seemed to be invisible, his red eyes firmly fixed on the console, just a little, just a little bit...

He has to turn back, the federal reinforcements have arrived, as long as he turns back...

Could he bring Zhou Shuyu back!

It was almost pinched, and at the same time as the tattered dark gray mech entered a safe range, the army of different cultivators rushed into the space port.

The struggling young man paused suddenly, maybe it was some side effect of the drug, but from such a long distance, he followed Zhou Shuyu's mental strength and heard the voice behind him.

"I thought? You guessed it. This is a game between the three of us." It was Yan's voice. She paused, and there seemed to be some pity in her tone: "What are you doing? It's meaningless. Like a clown."

"I guessed it." Zhou Shuyu laughed and said nonchalantly, "But what does that matter?"

Hearing a "buzz" in Yu's head, the bad premonition almost burst through his chest, and the mental power that had been firmly suppressed all the time surged up suddenly, and fell back to the control of the body in an instant, and one hand tremblingly landed on the control panel. on stage?

What fell into his eyes was a little fire from the distant spaceport, accompanied by a bang.

——It’s that mech.

The control that he couldn't get rid of no matter what just now disappeared suddenly, but the young man who was persistently wanting to turn back fell to the ground with trembling hands?

At some point, tears rolled down his face under his red eyes.

He thought of the book he insisted on finishing, the red stone that he hadn't handed over, and the time he was deliberately delayed by...

Is it right or wrong, good or bad, all his entanglement and firmness have lost their meaning at this moment, the emotions that have been suppressed in his heart these days are rushing out at the same time, no matter how hard Wen Yu is to restrain himself, he puts his head on his knee? , sobbing.

Zhou Shuyu... from the very beginning? Never thought about going back.

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Trash author, crying while writing