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Chapter 17

Chapter 17 Ball x 17

    At this moment, the Yeling tribe perfectly practiced his racial culture - belittle the protoss of the opponent's family who is not strong enough: "That's right, a mere gold-ranked protoss, saying that it has the ability to resist the temptation of advanced? Verbal guarantees are not enough for me to believe."

    Although this is just a negotiation technique, it can be especially bluffing when spoken by a night spirit with strong star power.

    Fan Ye looked at them, without any impatience on his expression, and he was not busy explaining. He still answered in an orderly manner according to his own pace: "Even though a third-party force provoked me, I did not realize that there was an enemy lurking in my airspace in time. Responsibility for negligence. But it does not belong to our crime, and we will never respond indiscriminately."

    Han Tianjing's eyes were sharp, full of scrutiny.

    His fingertips were slowly rubbing against the handle of his knife, while Fan Ye on the opposite side seemed to be completely invisible to the threat.

    Very good, Han Tianjing had a bit of appreciation in his eyes.

    This can be regarded as the first "confrontation" between him and the Marshal of Star Hill. The Livs are generally gentle in character, and this marshal indeed has a soft and pleasant voice, but Han Tianjing judged that, based on his unflappable concentration, he must be a calm and unruffled general when he comes to the front line.

    Besides, being sandwiched between the Starry Night Alliance and the White Empire for many years, the marshal Xingqiu did have some skills.

    So he released the knife at the right time, and casually pushed it aside, as if he had been persuaded.

    Marshal Fan Ye was not disturbed by the momentum of the two of them just now, but fortunately, he also showed his sincerity in maintaining friendship with the Starry Night Alliance, so Han Tianjing decided to stop it. As soon as he uttered the next sentence, there was another wave of overwhelming nausea.

    return! without! over! up!

    Because it came so suddenly, even Han Tianjing, who had such strong willpower, couldn't hold back his retching.

    Pascal saw his mortal enemy who is known for being cold-blooded and ruthless suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth, while the other hand subconsciously grasped the handrail, and he didn't even sit straight. , directly pulled the saber that Han Tianjing put down just now, and said in a low voice:

    "Food is poisonous?!"

    Han Tianjing, who was retching, almost vomited out of anger, thinking that human beings are not so weak. Just now you ate so many vegetable leaves, You are the one who is poisonous and dies first, even if you are a night spirit, it is useless!

    The night spirits actually like to eat grass, it's annoying to watch!

    Fan Ye finally changed his expression, he stood up, the leaves above his head trembled slightly, his expression became serious.

    But before he started to lose the leaves in anxiety, Han Tianjing, who was covering his mouth, silently put down his hand, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Don't get excited, hay fever."

Pascal: "..."

Fan Ye: " ..."

    Almost subconsciously raised his hand to cover the flowers on top of his head, thanks to his calmness!

    But he had a question in his mind—is there any race that is allergic to pollen, and the symptom is retching?

    And this Mr. Mingyue... Fan Ye thought about it, and it seemed that he started to vomit after seeing the food... He suddenly asked: "Allergies are really uncomfortable. If your throat is uncomfortable, would you like some coconut milk to moisten it?" Soothe your throat?"