Bengtie, sandbox development, how did they run out!

Shen Yi was a little amused.

But it makes sense. They both become my training objects. If I don't pursue the purpose of supporting my wives, then why should I play the training game?

Is it like in a certain Eryou game, where the characters all have their own lives?

unlucky!

Don’t think about those things anymore, let’s focus on the situation at hand first.

One has very few friends, almost no social skills, and likes the "fighting, fun" of driving a mecha; the other is the younger version of Xianzhou Dianpo, who has not yet gone crazy.

I really want to hear what these two can talk about.

Chapter 84: Fighting and the Crazy Fairy Boat Girl Version (Part )

Shen Yi picked up a glass of water and drank it while looking at the dialog box that popped up above the two people's heads.

On the screen, Liuying crossed her fingers, lowered her head, and looked a little uneasy.

As mentioned earlier, social interaction is one of the few shortcomings of Firefly.

Before Shen Yi pointed out the [Advanced Cyborg] technology, which allowed the genetic warriors, the Iron Cavalry, to possess human emotions, Liuying had no friends to make.

But after this technology was developed, she became the Saint of the Empire's state religion. Apart from the guards who protected her safety, the only people who could have a say were Xueying and AR-1368.

Even 1368 can be ruled out, after all, she is even more dull than herself.

Xueying secretly gave her the nickname "Ice Face".

Think about it, what do ordinary human girls usually talk about when they meet?

I remember the database showed that when chatting with someone you meet for the first time, you can first ask about her family situation and topics like whether her parents are in good health.

It is said that this can show one's care and warmth.

"Um, your home..."

Before the word "person" came out of her mouth, Liuying's rapidly working brain suddenly thought of an important point:

Jingliu seemed to be from Cangcheng, where the Grammer Empire had first supported the immortal ship, and the battle situation there was horrific.

She was so young, but her eyes were full of murderous intent when she was practicing sword just now.

Is it possible that she lost her parents in the war and wanted to avenge them, so her eyes were full of determination?

Thinking of this, Liuying quickly changed her words: "Home...if the war ends, what do you most want to do?"

Jingliu replied calmly, "The abundance of evil creatures is endless, and the war will never end."

"Be optimistic. You have to hold onto hope to live more comfortably, don't you?"

"..."

Jing Liu lowered his head and was silent for a while. Then he moved his lips and said calmly, "I want to go back to Cangyun Lane."

"Cangyun Lane? What is that?"

"My home."

"what."

"But it's ruined. My parents died there, abandoned by the world..."

"..."

"Oh, I can't go back..."

Liuying felt sweat on her forehead.

This, this shouldn't be my fault, right? I just wanted to chat!

Or maybe just apologize...

Liuying lowered her voice and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked that."

"It's okay, I'm not sad anymore."

Jing Liu appeared calm, but his amber eyes were filled with a burning fire of revenge:

"One day, I will slay all of the creatures of abundance. As long as one remains alive, my revenge will never end."

"Well, I can understand your feelings. I wish you success in your revenge."

"Thank you," Jing Liu smiled and asked, "What about you, Miss Liu Ying? Where is your father?"

"Me? I don't have a father."

"So...what about your mother?"

"I don't have a mother either."

"..."

Now it's the mirror flow CPU's turn to smoke.

Did I ask a presumptuous question?

Ah, this, I, what should I do?

【puff! 】

Just as Liuying and Jingliu were thinking about how to break the current deadlock, a puffing sound suddenly came into their ears.

They were both very sure that the sound definitely did not come from the other person.

It’s more accurate to say that it’s “felt” in your heart rather than heard.

And they only knew one person who communicated with them in this way.

The two of them raised their heads almost at the same time and looked at the sky.

Could it be that the gods are paying attention to me?

Outside the screen, Shen Yi was busy using a tissue to wipe the water that he had sprayed all over the desktop keyboard and screen.

When he first heard Liuying planning to ask Jingliu about his family situation, he knew that this would probably be a high-end game.

However, Liuying's mind worked quickly, and she changed the subject the moment she spoke.

However, Jingliu is even more of a master. After asking these two questions, she probably won't be able to sleep tonight.

I have to get up in the middle of the night and slap myself twice, saying "I deserve to die."

The problem is that Liuying is too honest. She really has no parents, and there is no way to fake it.

When Shen Yi finished wiping the screen and sat down again, he found that the two girls were tilting their heads back and staring at the screen.

That look seemed to go through the screen and come straight to me.

hiss......

Why do I feel a little creepy when they stare at me like this?

-

At this moment, on a planet extremely far away from the Yaoqing Immortal Boat.

That night, the wind was as cold as a knife.

The girl looked at the moon above her head. It was much darker than the one in her hometown.

After all, it is not a real moon, but a "gift" that those guys with wolf heads and human bodies got from somewhere.

The moon is always dim and stagnant, but sometimes it can emit extremely strong light.

Although, that was the blood light called "red blood".

The girl leaned tiredly against the tree trunk, and the dry leaves slowly fell, covering the hideous bloodstain on her leg.

I am too far away from my hometown.

In her hometown called "Qingqiu", the blood on the ground has never dried since she was born.

Thousands of years ago, they became livestock, slaves and currency under the claws of wolves.

The Wolf-Headed Benefactor ordered them to make tools for use, but repeatedly gouged out their eyes to prevent them from learning the craft, and forbade them to possess metal to prevent them from counterfeiting tools.

They were shackled and harnessed like whipped horses, using their flesh and blood and lives to win victory for their most hated enemies.

The scarlet moonlight shone again, and the blood moon gradually became restless, like a trembling fetus in a pregnant woman's belly.

The girl realized that her short rest was over and the "hunters" would soon catch up.

As the "prey", she must escape as far as possible.

The moonlight was scarlet, shining through the dense treetops and dappling across the thorny jungle, adding a touch of eerie gloom to this dark place.

The clothes on his body had long been torn to shreds by the thorns, revealing several areas of pale skin covered with scratches.

The ground beneath her feet was bumpy and covered with sharp stones and thorns. Without shoes to protect her feet, every step she took felt like stepping on the tip of a knife, causing her excruciating pain.

The girl's hair was disheveled, with a few strands of her hair tightly entangled by thorns, causing bursts of stinging as she ran.

She tried to untie the restraints with her hands, but her hands were covered in scars, and the mixture of blood and dirt made her movements seem clumsy and weak.

Her breathing sounded like a broken bellows, and every breath she took was accompanied by a violent rise and fall of her chest, as if her entire lungs were about to be torn apart.

The rapidly beating heart was like the sound of a drumstick, echoing in my ears.

As her strength gradually depleted, the girl's movements became slower and slower, and every step she took seemed extremely difficult.

To make matters worse, at this moment, the whimpering in the wind gradually became low and wild, like the roar from the mouth of a wild beast.

The cold wind was mixed with a strong smell of blood, as well as the stench of rotten flesh and mud. It passed through the girl's nostrils, broke into her lungs, and stung her stomach, making it churn.

But her stomach was already empty after not eating a single grain of rice for two days and two nights. She couldn't vomit anything except sticky stomach acid.

Hunger and physical exhaustion made her consciousness begin to blur, and the scene before her eyes became distorted and unreal.

"Whoosh!"

"puff!"

The girl heard the sound of an arrow cutting through the air.

Then there was the dull sound of the arrow piercing the flesh.

She felt a chill in her shoulder, and severe pain instantly swept through her body, causing her to stagger a few steps and then fall to the ground.

The stench of blood and dirt instantly penetrated my nostrils, and my lungs felt as if being tightly gripped by an invisible hand. Even breathing became a luxury.

The girl struggled to look up at the sky. The blood-red moon was dancing wildly, just as usual.

Unexpectedly, this abominable and terrifying blood moon would be the last sight she would see in her life.

Am I going to die?

The moment this thought flashed through her mind, a flaming spear suddenly tore through the air and rushed towards the girl's back with a roar like a tiger's roar and a dragon's roar!

The sharp tip of the spear pointed directly at the Buli warrior whose eyes were red and looked extremely ferocious in the light of blood!

"Pfft!!"

The moment the tip of the gun pierced through Bu Liren's chest, a deafening roar suddenly erupted!

Accompanied by a pungent burnt smell, the flames quickly spread to the other person's entire body!

But in a moment, the Bu Li man was turned into ashes by the burning flames and blown away by the wind.

Just before she fell unconscious, the girl saw a woman in armor and covered in blood in the twisted thorn jungle. She walked out of the darkness filled with ghosts like a god of death returning from hell.

Chapter 85: Soaring into the Sky (Part )

"Pap, tap..."