Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy

Chapter 1569 From Now on, I Will Talk to You

"Brother Mu, that is the tent of the star hunter, what are you going to do!"

The faces of Lance and the others changed drastically, but their loud shouts did not bring Mu Fan back.

"Brother Mu..." Enoch, who had just helped his father into the gate of the village, suddenly turned around.

The picture of a person walking calmly, facing the spear with swords drawn, came into view clearly.

The posture of that figure moving forward calmly, in Enoch's eyes, there is actually...

Breath like a king.

He is neither tall nor majestic, nor has he roared ferociously nor shouted inspiringly.

But the more this is the case, the more aura hidden under the calm...

Shocking!

"retreat!"

Roar!

"retreat!"

Roar!

Every time there is a loud shout, it will be followed by a powerful roar.

At the same time, the crossbow guards of the Red Stone Tribe drew up their bone arrows and aimed at the white-haired figure.

At the same time, the Udan spearman leveled the tip of his spear and assumed an attacking stance.

Thirty warriors of the Blackwater Tribe guarding the mediators also held the rattan sticks in front of them at the same time.

Anyone who is close to the tent during the negotiation is an enemy!

One step, two steps...

Mu Fan didn't seem to have heard the other party's warning.

The crossbow string began to twist to the maximum.

Udan Spearmen stepped forward at the same time, pulling their arms back.

In the next second, these fighters will strike without hesitation.

But in the same second, Mu Fan stood still gently, looking calmly at the door of the large tent covered with long animal skin blankets.

The tent door was gently lifted...

The laughter just came to an abrupt end.

The creased eyelids of the old man in the red robe slightly lifted up, facing Mu Fan's gaze directly.

Edgeworth frowned.

The corner of Mu Fan's mouth curled up slightly.

It's just that smile, with a coldness that makes Edgeworth extremely disgusted.

"Is there something wrong?"

After looking around lightly, Edgeworth spoke hoarsely, but had no intention of stopping his hands at all.

"You guys, are you done with the negotiation?"

A soft voice echoed.

Not only did it clearly float into Edgeworth's ears, but it also gently floated into the big tent.

All the people who were about to leave frowned at the same time.

Who said this voice?

The girl who was walking out with Isaiah in an elegant posture stopped at this moment, and a moment of bewilderment flashed in her big eyes.

Then the body trembled heavily...

Look up suddenly!

"Mr. Wang, what's the matter?"

"Miss Nunuo..."

Alva also keenly noticed the strangeness of the girl.

However, he saw that girl with a weak figure but a strong personality from the beginning to the end that made everyone admire her. At this moment, a mist that he had never seen before began to appear in his eyes!

All the strength, elegance, and nobility in her heart were completely abandoned in an instant.

She stared straight out of the tent door,

Because the wind blew the tent door.

She saw the tall and straight figure outside the tent door, and under the white hair was... that face that she thought about day and night!

I used to think that I would never see each other again in this life.

I have recalled countless times when we met and got acquainted.

But I didn't give up on myself because you told me...

In this world, nothing is impossible.

In the days without you, I learned to be strong.

Learned to live with loneliness.

Even learned to face death.

But I will never learn...

Don't miss you.

The bright face looked out of the tent.

"Is Nuomuo dreaming? Are you...don't be angry with Nunuuo?"

A trembling whisper choked in his throat.

At this moment, unconsciously, the girl had already burst into tears.

At this moment, inside and outside the tent, two young hearts were beating at the same frequency.

...

Edgeworth frowned and looked at the young man in front of him smiling, smiling at himself...until tears flowed so brilliantly.

The coldness in his eyes is getting heavier and heavier.

At first I thought it was an enemy from somewhere.

Now it seems that the brain is not working well.

"What if we finish talking, so what if we don't finish talking." Edgeworth finally lifted the tent door completely, and said coldly: "Go away if you have nothing to do."

The corners of Mu Fan's mouth grew wider and wider, and the focus that had just spread out finally focused on the eyes again, falling on Edgeworth's old face.

A soft voice slowly came out from that bright smiling face:

"Then...it's time for us to talk."

Gently lift the sole of the right foot and tap the ground gently.

The moment the heel falls, the ground with a diameter of less than two meters is instantly sunken with the landing point as the center.

A circle of air waves visible to the naked eye collapsed in an instant.

The figure was instantly blurred.

The hairs on the backs of all the missionary soldiers stood up instantly.

"careful!!"

Kemuler, the elder of the Blackwater Tribe who followed closely behind him, suddenly let out a furious roar, his figure instantly turned into a ghost, and an afterimage was drawn out of his arm, and he flung it in front of Edgeworth like lightning.

An afterimage solidified in front of the red-robed old man in an instant, and also met the black palm in an instant.

----boom!

Visible to the naked eye, the distorted air exploded in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, everyone in the big tent didn't know what happened.

They only heard a peaceful voice just when the big curtain lifted by Edgeworth exploded!

An afterimage suddenly rolled back.

Boom!

The afterimage pierced through the big animal bone chair that he had just sat on from the side, and countless white bones collapsed and flew away.

"Shut up!" a muffled snort.

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood mist spurted out.

The afterimage actually split into two figures the moment it hit the ground.

Kemuler, the number one master of the Blackwater tribe, half-kneeled on the ground with one hand outstretched, his face terrified as if he was facing an enemy.

Edgeworth, who was wearing a red robe, fell heavily to the ground, his mouth was full of blood, making his already wrinkled and old face even more bloody and terrifying.

He looked at the roof of the tent in horror, his face was twisted to the point of madness, he let out a crazy roar, and slapped the ground heavily with his right hand.

The whole person unexpectedly bounced off the ground and landed with a thud.

At this time, Edgeworth lost all his demeanor as the head of the embassy, ​​his beard was covered with blood beads, and he looked at the front ferociously and roared: "You want to die!!"

The red robe exploded backwards from his chest. On his not-so-majestic chest, a clear footprint was deeply sunken, and his back even bulged abnormally.

But even so, the old-faced Edgeworth was not seriously injured and dying, but showed an astonishing physique that was seriously inconsistent with his appearance.

The two looked at the same direction in front of them with ferocious eyes!

At the position of the exploded tent door, a white-haired young man suddenly appeared.

At this time, he is slowly lowering his left foot.

The young face with a bright smile but quietly weeping was raised slightly, and a calm voice sounded in the big tent:

"From now on, I'll talk to you."

...

From stepping to flying.

The sum of front and back is less than one second.

There was a moment of stagnation in the big tent.

When that calm voice sounded, no matter inside or outside the tent, regardless of red stone, white armor, black water...

Everyone was completely stunned.

The crossbowman forgot to depress the crossbow trigger.

The spearman forgot to throw his spear.

The busy members of the Baijia tribe froze in place as if petrified.

Isaiah and Alva even looked at the two embarrassing dog-like elders on the ground with unbelievable eyes.

In the next second, everyone's eyes were fixed on the tall and straight white-haired figure.

In the stars, what happened?

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