Chapter 448: Fight for the Blood Angels, taste the wrath of the Blood Angels!

The Tyranid fleet, having lost important forces one after another, was already facing the predicament of insufficient biomass.

As things stood, the Tyranid fleet, driven to a near dead end, under the command of the enraged Hive Mind, could no longer care about a complete formation.

They wanted to use maximum firepower to completely submerge this damn planet and destroy that hateful human!

It was said to be losing reason, but in fact, the Hive Mind vaguely had a feeling that it could not let that human live; otherwise, in—

A thousand years ago, escape contestants were positioned between entertainers and athletes, but "competitive performance" was the most important measure.

And in the office, those who came to the meeting were all senior executives of the company, each with excellent quality. After seeing Lin Cha, even though they were curious and gossipy in their hearts, they were still able to continue discussing the meeting with normal expressions.

The layout of the couple's screening room was very exquisite, with sofa seats one by one, with partitions on three sides, leaving only the front side.

The cup in Gao Renxi's hand had already been thrown out, and he was also lifted from the sofa by Song Tingjun, directly pressed against the wall, and then he swung his fists.

She had a suspicious look on her face. Ever since she was greeted by the doorman at the entrance, she felt something was wrong, but she couldn't say what it was.

Qin Mo Shang naturally noticed this man, so he pulled Lin Cha into his arms and planted a kiss on Lin Cha's red lips as if to declare sovereignty.

Wu Jin was the perfect emotional container. Extroversion E, affinity S, stress resistance S. Could facilitate mental therapy and even substitute for bearing emotional locks. If "Sharp Sword" was a transformation in the direction of physique and combat capability, then "Scabbard" was at the level of spirit and personality.

Now, the remuneration of domestic artists was generally very high, and the remuneration of top traffic stars started at eight figures. Wei Xiao was not a traffic star, but he was indeed a serious film and television actor and had just won the Best Actor award. Although this price was reported on the high side, it was considered reasonable.

Lin Cha laughed twice, moved a chair to the side of the hospital bed, and poured the snacks in the bag onto the bed all at once.

Wei Xiao, in a black formal suit, had a tall figure, fair skin, and three-dimensional facial contours. He was already good-looking in photos, and because the work he participated in was shortlisted for the Palme d'Or, he naturally attracted the attention of domestic and foreign media. Countless media outlets snapped "click, click" at him, desperately squandering their camera memory.

At this time, because of that subtle action of Qian Yunche, her fearful psychology was temporarily smoothed out, and she calmed down a little, and her heart was no longer thumping wildly.

Thus, Mina happily went to change into a new set of clothes and carried a new bag out, with an irrepressible joy on her face.

No, ghosts are just a mass of Qi. If you want to beat them, you have to use willow branches or something, or use the rice of a hundred families. Damn, that's not as good as catching them and throwing them into an oil pan to fry. I heard that after ghosts go into the oil pan and are fried, they are very fragrant, crunchy, and chewy, even more fragrant than grilled fish.

And the fact that he couldn't win after a long battle also made Zhen Yuanzi feel that he had no face, thinking that if he couldn't subdue Mo Fei, today's battle would probably become a laughingstock.

After resting for ten minutes, I used the Eye of True Sight again, and I climbed directly to the top of a big tree to look. I had to see this situation clearly.

The "unconscious" man's face was still as handsome as a non-mortal, and even the way he lay quietly like this was beautiful.

"Boom..." Just like kicking a ball, this guy from the so-called Confucian branch was kicked by me and rolled to one side, but I didn't stop. I stepped hard, almost instinctively, and used the Dragon Elephant Borrowing Force, and I stepped on his ankle.

Luoluo, when can you care about me a little? I don't ask you to care about me as much as you care about him. I only ask that you have a place for me in your heart. Is such a request high?

I nodded and said: "I know." The words "Thank you" didn't come out, because I felt that these two words were completely insufficient to express the emotions in my heart. ===== CHAPTER 449 =====