What the hell did the fiance do wrong! [Quick Transmigration]

The weather on the second day was not very good, and the sky was a bit gloomy.

And there was a disturbing news from Emperor Star.

The second line of defense was breached, and the top management of the Emperor Star were panicked. Chu Rongxuan tried to encourage His Majesty to escape from the Emperor Star, but after thinking about it, His Majesty agreed to this ridiculous request.

When he heard that His Majesty the Emperor took some nobles and high-ranking officials to flee to the Southern Ying galaxy in a spaceship, Chu Zheng almost lost the strength to frown.

Dixing and his group are always refreshing his cognition again and again.

Their weakness, despicability and shamelessness make people ashamed to be with them.

With a cold face, Chu Zheng directly deleted the intelligence message from the intelligent optical brain.

He doesn't want to make public news like this that greatly affects morale.

At the end of the war, if he can come back alive, he will settle accounts with this group of people again.

All the preparations are in place, success or failure depends on it.

Soldiers outside the battleship have taken their positions one by one.

As the captain of the sss special mech formation, Chu Zheng, the person with the highest single combat power in the entire army, undertook the final sniper mission.

In the field of mech fighting, His Royal Highness the crown prince has never met an opponent.

If even he couldn't kill the Zerg Queen, it would mean the complete failure of this decisive battle.

If the boat is broken, the whole army will be wiped out if the victory is won.

Qiao Yiran rubbed the secret communicator on his wrist. If he ever met with misfortune, he had already written the candidate for successor there.

The future Dawn Legion will also have a smooth journey.

Qiao Yiran was rarely wearing a serious commander's uniform today, and all the badges were neatly worn.

As the first commander of the United Fleet, Qiao Yiran is about to go to the flagship command room.

Chu Zheng stretched out his hand to straighten Qiao Yiran's collar, and straightened the badge on his shirt collar again, but suddenly felt a little inexplicable reluctance in his heart.

In fact, Chu Zheng has never been afraid of giving and sacrificing on the battlefield.

To shed the last drop of blood for the glory of the empire is the destiny of being a royal family.

But if you die today, you will actually feel a little regretful.

It's a pity that I didn't get to know this person earlier, earlier.

It is also a pity that there are still many things that have not been done in time.

Chu Zheng thought of the night when they first met, this guy said solemnly, "The mark is the evidence that two people who love each other promise each other for life."

Though it's possible that it's just his nonsense gibberish.

But I really want to have it too.

Want to belong to him completely and completely, and confirm that the relationship between two people is unbreakable.

Qiao Yiran caught off guard a rather sweet kiss from his own Omega.

There is a lot of dependence and reluctance.

This icy Highness leaned against his arms so docilely that one wondered if this guy had changed.

Chu Zheng's ears were red, and he broke the boat and said his request: "Qiao Yiran, I mean... if we can come back..."

"Are you considering owning a fully marked, bound lifetime Omega?"

Qiao Yiran laughed loudly and hugged this rather lovely Highness vigorously.

"Of course! If it's Your Highness, it's my honor!"

The road ahead is bleak.

The tragic battle song sounded outside the window, and the battleships gradually began to line up.

Across the distant galaxy and the blocked space channel, countless ordinary people who had premonitions burst into tears and choked with sobs.

At the last moment of parting, Qiao Yiran leaned down gently, leaving a shallow kiss on Chu Zheng's forehead.

Qiao Yiran was thinking silently in his heart - if we can all come back alive, I want to give him a grand wedding that will never be forgotten.

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"Report sir, the power system of the right frigate is damaged!"

"Escape pod ready!"

The warship crashed into the overwhelming Zerg army abruptly, causing an explosion of flames.

Chu Zheng couldn't bear to close his eyes.

Qiao Yiran issued an order calmly: "Fire cover from the left!"

"The First Fleet fills in."

The explosion of the battleship freed up a small space, and the rest of the battleships quickly filled the gap. Under the intensive firepower, the combined fleet advanced step by step.

The special mecha formation was silently on standby.

"The second formation of the first fleet, armored shells are ready."

"The first formation of the Three Fleets, fixed-point strike."

The densely packed Zerg simply makes people feel dense phobia.

However, under the fixed-point attack, the Zerg's formation showed a short-term flaw.

"Special mecha formation launch!"

Qiao Yiran's instructions were sent in an orderly manner.

All the fighters broke into pieces and quickly rushed towards the gap.

This time, with sufficient supplies, Chu Zheng manipulated his mecha wantonly, walking among the high-level Zerg.

The teammates around him keep up with the cover in time.

The Zerg's protection of the queen is an instinct engraved in their bones, and the combined fleet has once again increased its firepower.

The high-level Zerg on the battlefield decreased one by one, and the mechs belonging to the coalition army also fell one by one.

This Zerg queen's period of weakness after using the space tearing ability has not yet passed, which is a rare opportunity.

last blow!

The Zerg guarding the side sprayed out a deadly corrosive liquid, but the high-energy ray weapon in Chu Zheng's hand had accurately hit the Queen's weak point.

The only remaining teammates quickly followed his attack.

Under successive superimposed attacks, the largest Zerg on the battlefield finally collapsed.

And Chu Zheng's mecha was on the verge of collapse.

The strange venom of the high-level Zerg is too corrosive.

Chu Zheng pressed the button of the escape pod with difficulty.

But there is no guarantee of being able to be rescued from a bunch of Zerg siege.

After landing, Chu Zheng rolled over on the spot, and the photon weapon in his hand accurately hit the compound eye of another Zerg, slightly hindering the opponent's attack.

The sound of the mech battle suit being torn was heard.

Enduring the severe pain, Chu Zheng shot another bullet into the Zerg's compound eyes.

In the next second, a standard light mech passed over his head.

"Your Highness, be careful!"

Qiao Yiran hugged him and rolled several times, taking advantage of the momentum and falling into a hollow in the battlefield.

The sound of Chu Zheng's SSS mech exploding resounded loudly, making people's eardrums ache.

Qiao Yiran pressed firmly on Chu Zheng's body, trying his best to block the impact of the aftermath of the explosion.

Chu Zheng raised his head to see the man's expression.

The flying dust splattered his face and stained his otherwise meticulous commander's uniform.

It looked a little embarrassed.

But his smile was still as bright as the summer sun.

Qiao Yiran leaned down, and Chu Zheng could even hear the vibration of his chest: "Hello, Your Highness..."

"Don't die."

"Otherwise I will tell the world that you are a super sweet Omega, and that you have already been marked by me!"

"You! Qiao Yiran!"

But he couldn't help laughing out loud.

In this cold and windy battlefield in winter.

The empire has fallen into a precarious situation, and it is unknown what will happen to him in the future.

But no matter what the road ahead is, there is finally this person who will accompany him all the way.

Don't care about identity and status, and don't care about positions and right or wrong.

I know clearly that I just love him.

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The replacement mechs quickly wiped out the remaining Zerg.

Chu Zheng looked up and saw a ray of sunlight breaking through the dark clouds, bringing a ray of light to the originally gloomy sky.

He heard excited cheers from the soldiers on the battlefield ahead: "The plan has succeeded!"

"We won, we won, we won!"

"I'm alive!"

Chu Zheng stretched out his hand and pushed Qiao Yiran's shoulder, the huge pressure suddenly disappeared, and this always expressionless Highness couldn't hide his inner joy: "Hey, Qiao Yiran, we succeeded!"

Qiao Yiran let go of his hand.

He stood up and patted the dust on his body lightly, and stretched out his hand to Chu Zheng who was also covered in explosion dust: "Yes, we succeeded!"

In this chaotic battlefield, the two people who were also in a mess laughed at the same time.

The crisis of the Zerg invasion was finally announced, and the biggest haze that had been weighing on the heart was swept away.

"Your Highness is everyone's superhero!"

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The whole border is shrouded in a pleasant atmosphere.

The Legion of Dawn had withdrawn from the battlefield very quickly, which made many soldiers of the First Legion feel a little regretful.

"How did they withdraw so quickly?"

"Nonsense, why don't you hurry up and leave now, waiting to be settled by Qiu Hou?"

"Let me tell you the truth, even the star robbers in the land of chaos are much more reliable than those guys from Emperor Star!"

"Who said no!"

At the celebration banquet, Chu Zheng's wound has been treated briefly.

Holding a small glass of red wine silently, he walked up to Qiao Yiran.

In preparation for the next full mark, Chu Zheng received bad news after a comprehensive physical examination by a private doctor.

Due to the continuous high-intensity combat and several overdrawn energy during the unstable period, the development of his glands is not very optimistic.

What kind of damage to the gland will be caused, the result cannot be estimated for the time being.

If it was three months ago, this was the result Chu Zheng had hoped for—as a sign of a weak Omega, he had always wanted to get rid of it completely.

But now, three months later, his thoughts have changed drastically.

Leaning on the railing like Qiao Yiran, Chu Zheng let out a long breath: "Qiao Yiran, if my pheromone is not absolutely compatible with yours, what do you think..."

Qiao Yiran cast a puzzled look at him: "Why do you ask so suddenly?"

His highness, who had always been high-spirited, lowered his head in frustration: "I want to prepare for the full mark later, but the doctor's test results are not very good."

Qiao Yiran stretched out his hand amusedly, and rubbed his hair vigorously: "Your Highness, don't you understand now?"

Chu Zheng turned his head in a daze, not knowing what Qiao Yiran was going to say.

"Do you remember our first meeting?"

Of course Chu Zheng remembered.

On that fateful night.

At that time, my gun was pointed at this person's head, and as long as he made a rash move, he would kill him without hesitation.

Who would have thought that today, the two people who were originally tit for tat would fight side by side on the same battlefield, even trusting each other with their lives.

Qiao Yiran laughed, and there was some nostalgia and jokes in his bright and warm eyes: "Your Highness, that night..."

"You are indeed sweet."

"But I held back."

"Because I love you has never had anything to do with pheromones."