"Ah! Junior Brother Tianming, you... slow down! I... I'm going to faint!"
"I don't want to either! Who would have thought that Mechanical Mainbrain Destiny's True Body isn't here and that it could still wield such combat power through long-distance control of a data image? If we slow down, we're both dead!"
Lin Tianming was ducking and dodging at an incredibly swift pace, clutching her as he zigzagged frantically, even more thrilling than a roller coaster ride—Mo Jinghong's little heart could hardly take it.
She thought that with Lin Tianming's rescue, she would be successfully out of danger.
Yet she did not expect that she and Lin Tianming would fall into crisis under the attack of Mechanical Mainbrain Destiny.
While dodging with Mo Jinghong in his arms, Lin Tianming couldn't help but complain, "Isn't Mechanical Mainbrain Destiny afraid of accidentally destroying the Molten Fire Core with such attacks?"
