God of War has joined the luxury run with the ball package (MTL)

Chapter 19

Chapter 19 Ball x 19

    Pascal looked over at a loss for words, recalling the picky look of delicate humans when faced with a table of exquisite Liv family delicacies, snorted, and took out a stack of small test tubes from his bag.

    "You really don't have a good taste. The dishes of the Liv tribe are really delicious." He said, and handed over a test tube of nutrient solution, "Then you can only drink nutrient solution, the new flavor set of the engineering department, There are strawberries, blueberries, mangoes, fried chicken, beer, hot pot, coconut—huh?"

The Night Elders looked at the flying figure in confusion, stopped the introduction, and looked puzzled.

    But in the next second, the sound from the bathroom made his complexion change suddenly, and he hurriedly put down the things at hand and followed. Through the crack of the door, he saw his arch-enemy, who was half covered in blood in the past without changing his face, holding on to the sink in the bathroom, throwing up in the dark, but because he really didn't eat anything, he just kept making the painful sound of retching .

    Between vomiting, Han Tianjing glanced at him slightly annoyed, motioning for him to go away with the nutrient solution. Unfortunately, the enemy could not receive the correct brain waves so easily. Pascal tried his best to open the door and squeeze in. Seeing the other party's red eyes, and lips stained with water from retching...

    the night spirit glows!

    Yeling Pupil Earthquake!

    Ye Ling suffered 100,000 points of fright damage!

    "You—" Pascal was at a loss, you know, this is the god of war who is calm even when fighting against the White King!

    He hurriedly dialed Dr. Luo Xia's communication——Damn, don't disturb me during the experiment? Pascal grabbed Han Tianjing's arm: "Use your number to contact the doctor, you must be in her special attention—"

    Then Han Tianjing, who was busy, raised his hand and gave him a slap, turned his head and vomited a few times, and took the phone call. After washing his face with cold water, he leaned on the sink and whispered, "No need."

There was a moment of silence in the cabin, only his slightly rapid breathing could be heard.

    Persevering, Pascal went to grab his arm again, and then the annoyed Han Tianjing raised his hand and splashed water.

    "Be quiet!" Han Tianjing sternly reprimanded, and then put the back of his hand against his lips, with a look of wanting to vomit. Pascal was silent for a while, and it was rare that he did not continue to provoke. He stared at him intently, with an expression that wished for the sudden death of his rival.

    In order to prevent the aura from turning into puffer fish one night, Han Tianjing wiped his face, and reluctantly explained: "It happened to me before, I saw it with a doctor, and there was nothing unusual, it was just a sequela of a mental attack."

    I was confused and fiddled with the box to waste a box of crystals. That problem was bigger than nausea.

    Pascal was dizzy in the small spaceship bathroom, and was kicked by Han Tianjing with his eyes closed.

    It flickered across the eyelids.

    Pascal choked out a sentence for a long time: "It's evening, shouldn't you go to sleep?"

    Han Tianjing replied: "Then turn off the light."

    Hearing this, Pascal was furious, and he put on the exoskeleton armor again, and took a towel to cover it up. corner of the head.