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"can."

Dan Heng interrupted bluntly, his right hand already on the spear at his waist, his knuckles slightly white.

"real?!"

March 7's eyes lit up, he leaned forward on tiptoe, and his hands unconsciously clenched into small fists.

"You take Miss Xing and go first. I'll go pick up the two guests."

As Dan Heng spoke, his left hand had already pushed up the non-existent glasses on his nose—

This is his habitual action when thinking.

At this time, the gray-haired girl star standing aside realized that the topic turned to herself. She touched the back of her head blankly with her right hand, while her left hand still maintained the posture of holding the mobile phone.

"What a joke!"

Sanyueqi immediately retorted, and stepped in front of Danheng, with her skirt drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

"How can I let you go alone!"

She turned to Xing, stuck out her tongue sheepishly, and clasped her hands together:

"Sorry, Miss Xing, I have to trouble you again..."

"It's okay, it's no trouble."

A gentle voice sounded at the right time.

"Thank you for your understanding~"

San Yue Qi clapped his hands happily, a faint glow of energy from the battle still lingering on his fingertips.

Xing suddenly froze, and said in a surprised voice:

"Wait...I didn't say that just now..."

Her right hand had already reached for the baseball bat behind her.

"what?!"

The three of them were instantly alert. Dan Heng's spear was already three-quarters unsheathed, San Yue Qi condensed ice crystals with his hands, and Xing took a batting stance. The three of them stood back to back to form a perfect defensive circle.

At this tense moment, a crisp golden bell sounded from the corner.

Zhou Yuan walked slowly towards them with Tingyun. The fox girl was elegantly covering her mouth with a gold-painted folding fan, while her other hand was secretly making a victory gesture behind her back, with a sly smile in her eyes.

Her fox ears trembled happily, and the tip of her tail was hooked on the corner of Zhou Yuan's clothes.

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“No, no, no action!”

San Yue Qi suddenly bowed 90 degrees, and the pink highlights in her short white hair slid down with the movement, shining with a crystal luster under the light.

Her ears were red and her fingers were unconsciously tugging at the hem of her skirt.

"I didn't mean to talk about you behind your back!"

"Apology...should have shown breasts..."

Xing blurted out this sentence out of the blue, still staring at the ceiling, the aloof hair in his gray hair swaying gently with the air conditioning.

"Okay! I'll be right there... Wait!"

March Seven responded reflexively, then suddenly realized what was happening, blushed, turned around and pinched Xing's cheek.

"Xing!!! What weird things are you saying again?!"

Zhou Yuan raised his eyebrows and looked at the gray-haired girl who spoke so shockingly with interest.

She was blinking innocently, but there was a faint smirk on the corner of her mouth.

"It's okay~"

Tingyun gently waved her folding fan, her fox ears twitched happily, and golden bells jingled in her hair.

Her white high boots seemed to accidentally touch the tip of Zhou Yuan's shoes.

"Anyone would be a little upset if they were suddenly assigned a troublesome task~"

"Thank you so much, Miss Tingyun!"

San Yueqi breathed a sigh of relief, and the pink streak in her short white hair swayed gently with her movements.

But she didn't seem to notice that Dan Heng was silently holding his forehead with a helpless look on his face.

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Zhou Yuan and Ting Yun followed the others and continued forward.

During this period, the gray-haired girl named Xing always seemed to inadvertently look at Zhou Yuan.

Although Zhou Yuan noticed it, he did not react. He did not care that much about it.

Instead, Tingyun calmly slowed down his pace, and opened his folding fan with a "swish", just enough to block Xing's sight.

"Miss Xing, you seem to be particularly concerned about your benefactor...the envoy?"

Her tone was gentle, but her fox ears stood up alertly, and the tip of her tail quietly wrapped around Zhou Yuan's wrist.

"look familiar."

Xing answered bluntly, tapping her chin lightly with her finger, her eyes still looking at Zhou Yuan with an open gaze, as if she was studying some interesting specimen.

At this moment, March Seven, who was walking behind, suddenly grabbed Dan Heng's sleeve, his fingertips turning slightly white from the force:

"Hey! Miss Tingyun just called Mr. Zhou Yuan 'benefactor'!"

She stood on tiptoe and leaned close to Danheng's ear.

"Does your Xianzhou have any special sayings?"

Dan Heng's mouth twitched, and he pressed his temple with his slender fingers. He glanced at her with a look that looked at her as if she was mentally retarded, silently pulled back his sleeves that were wrinkled and continued walking.

"Humph!"

Sanyueqi puffed up her cheeks and took two quick steps. The little bells on the ends of her hair jingled angrily, and she poked the air with her fingers in anger.

"If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. Why are you making such a sullen face?"

Upon hearing this, Tingyun, who was walking in front, raised the corners of his lips slightly behind the folding fan, and the tail of his fan inadvertently swept across Zhou Yuan's palm.

Xing took it all in, touched his chin thoughtfully, and quickly wrote something down on his phone with his fingertips.

Chapter 29: The Unofficial History of the Ditch

"boom--!"

As another pawn fell to the ground, the spear in Zhou Yuan's hand drew a silver arc in the air.

San Yueqi opened his eyes wide in surprise and covered his mouth with his hands unconsciously.

"Wow! So awesome!"

She couldn't help but let out a soft cry, and then nudged Dan Heng beside her with her elbow.

"Are all of you Xianzhou people so good at using guns?"

As she spoke, her eyes were still staring at Zhou Yuan's action of putting away his gun.

Dan Heng sighed helplessly and put his hand on his forehead.

"Not all the people on the Immortal Boat..."

Before he could finish his words, his gaze suddenly froze and his right hand pressed on his spear.

Tingyun covered his mouth and chuckled softly, his fox ears twitching happily:

"Your marksmanship is truly a delight to watch~"

Xing stood silently by, his fingers unconsciously stroking the magic baseball bat he carried with him, a thoughtful glint in his eyes.

She murmured quietly:

"This angle...it turns out it can be like this..."

At the same time, his fingers traced the trajectory of the gun moves in the air.

"But, can envoys really be so powerful? It's different from what I read in the books~"

San Yueqi tilted his head, tapped his chin with his fingers, and showed a confused expression.

"Book?"

Dan Heng rarely showed a look of surprise, his eyebrows slightly raised.

"I didn't expect you still have time to read?"

Zhou Yuan put away his spear and looked at the lively girl with interest:

"Interesting. Can you tell me what you think envoys are like?"

Sanyueqi suddenly became energetic, gesturing with his hands and saying:

"That book I read before said..."

She imitated the storyteller's tone and raised her index finger seriously.

"Generally speaking, those who become ambassadors either deserve to be scolded or beaten. They won't last long. And this will give both sides a reason to go to war!"

The corridor suddenly became so quiet that only the hum of the ventilation system could be heard.

The metal baseball bat in Xing's hand fell to the ground with a clang. She held her forehead with her hand expressionlessly, and her other hand unconsciously grabbed her gray hair.

"What kind of unofficial history forum are you watching..."

The voice was full of powerlessness.

Tingyun covered her mouth with a folding fan, but her trembling shoulders and shaking fox ears betrayed the fact that she was trying to hold back her laughter.

Dan Heng turned his face away silently, shrugging his shoulders suspiciously.

"What are you laughing at!!!"

San Yueqi's face turned red instantly, like a ripe apple.

She stamped her feet angrily, and the ends of her pink hair shook violently with the movement.

"It's not right, then it's not right!"

She put her hands on her hips and pursed her lips.

"I didn't mean to..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he turned his face away and snorted loudly through his nose.

Xing bent down to pick up the fallen bat, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly;

Tingyun finally couldn't help laughing, and couldn't even hold the folding fan steady;

Dan Heng coughed lightly and pretended to adjust his cuffs to hide his smile.

Sanyueqi secretly glanced at everyone's reactions, and kicked the ground in even greater embarrassment. She accidentally kicked the ventilation duct, and the pain made her hold her foot and jump.

"Even you bully me!"

Just like that, in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere, the relationship between the group became obviously much more harmonious than when they first met.

Zhou Yuan and Dan Heng walked in tacit understanding at the front of the team, the spears in their hands emitting similar cold light under the lights in the corridor.

Sanyueqi and Xing walked in the middle, talking in low voices from time to time, and occasionally the girl's clear laughter could be heard.

Tingyun followed gracefully at the end, his fox ears twitching from time to time, always paying attention to the movements around him.

Although they encountered several waves of attacks from weak soldiers along the way, these obstacles were easily resolved with the combination of Zhou Yuan's smooth spear skills and Dan Heng's steady and fierce offensive.

March Seven's ice crystal arrows and Xing's baseball bat can always deliver the crucial blow in time.

Although Tingyun does not directly participate in the battle, her assistance makes the cooperation of the entire team smoother.

Not long after, the last safety door finally opened slowly in front of them, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.