As a national scientific researcher in the 22nd century, Fan Xilu traveled through time. Looking at the big black mouse in front of her that was dozens of times bigger than her, Fan Xilu fell silent.
Then, she carefully took out dozens of portable tactical weapons from the space ring on her right hand: space collapse bombs, anti-matter repulsion bombs, reverse string collapse bombs... You can't be a coward, you have to be careful about your momentum.
So, don't mess with me, don't worry, she also has an improved version of ****, once this thing is released, everyone will be finished.
"Keng..." The sound of drawing a sword sounded, and the next moment, a cold blade was placed on her neck, and a shallow blood mark appeared on her neck. His eyes were quenched with ice, and he said sternly, "Become my master... Or die." Haha. "Fan Xilu sneered, and then smiled slightly. At such a close distance, she seemed to have no chance to let go of this thing. "... Hello, master. "
Concept: Master-disciple love, do you understand?