Can you not die [Quick Transmigration]

What does it feel like to combine the spiritual power of two people?Qi Xiqiao has the memory of César. When he was sorting out Marcus's mind, he could feel his mental power tentacles straightening out the other party's disordered mental power little by little. Ze's spiritual power, he seemed to be sucked in, instantly blended and comforted with Yue Ze's spiritual power, and surrounded him with an unprecedented sense of comfort, as if the person being served was himself. Thinking of the source of this feeling is As a result of the connection between her and her lover, Qi Xiqiao only felt that her heart was so sweet that she wished she could lock Yue Ze in her arms right now, and keep this combined state for the rest of her life without being separated.

Because of the combination of mental powers, he completely "heard" Yue Ze who was thinking in Qi Xiqiao's heart: ...

He also didn't expect that mental grooming would be so comfortable. Qi Xiqiao's spiritual power didn't become tentacles like what the little prince said, but was like a vast and vast sea. It was wrapped up carefully again, he seemed to be soaked in it, his restless emotions were easily calmed down, replaced by a wonderful feeling, he seemed to have entered Qi Xiqiao's body, and could feel his heartbeat, His emotions, and even his "voice of heart" can be heard.

This feeling of being surrounded gave him a great sense of security, and an emotion called "moving" spread throughout his body, like a warm current flowing through his meridians, warming his internal organs.

【Hey】 Yue Ze smiled and said in his consciousness while enjoying the comfort of being washed by the waves in the sea: 【I have become your system. 】

Qi Xiqiao was surprised at first, but then softened, even the corners of her eyes were happy: 【If only I could keep you locked in my body forever. 】

[What are you talking about, don't be shy] Yue Ze, who was also full of smiles, joked with him: [I'll give you a snot bubble. 】

Qi Xiqiao imagined that scene for a while, and thought in her heart, if her baby is always in this state, it is not impossible.

Yue Ze "seeed" his imagination, controlled his mental power to pull away from the sea, raised his hand and knocked on Qi Xiqiao's head: "If you can really be so ugly, I don't want you first."

"Say no now? It's too late." Qi Xiqiao didn't seem to be surprised by Yue Ze's precise control of mental power. He described domineeringly holding Yue Ze into his arms, and said the most cowardly words in the most domineering tone: "You If you don't want me, I will die."

Yue Ze ignored him, the two of them only said a few words in the spiritual counseling just now, but the time displayed on the little robot reminded him that more than an hour had passed since the combing started, obviously the mental strength of the two The "comfortable" process at the beginning of the union will make people completely relaxed, so comfortable that they lose the sense of time.

For the guides in this world, it takes at most one hour for a mental combing. If it exceeds, the guide's weak body will not be able to support the strong mental consumption. Qi Xiqiao is just the opposite. Not only does he not feel tired in the body, Even his mental strength seemed to be comforted, he felt refreshed, and felt that he could immediately go to the battlefield to slash the Zerg.

All of this was brought by Yue Ze, he looked deeply at Yue Ze, his eyes were full of soft light.

Being stared at by such eyes, Yue Ze coughed softly first, then turned his head to the side: "What are you looking at, I haven't finished arguing yet, don't think that you will be great if you can combine, I didn't promise to be with you ,"

If he hadn't blushed and nestled softly in his arms, Qi Xiqiao might have believed that he was telling the truth, but now, he put his chin on Yue Ze's shoulder confidently, and his hands moved up and down irregularly move.

"What are you doing!" Yue Ze was touched to a sensitive place, and tried his best to break away from his embrace, but he didn't stand up from the sofa, but just rubbed to the left, turned his head sideways, and gave Qi Xiqiao a coquettish look.

Qi Xiqiao was shocked: "There is no such preference, why did you take the initiative when I have no memory?"

Yue Ze swallowed unnaturally, and said, "I can't do this kind of thing with you now...it's weird, I can't do it now anyway." After saying that, he stood up slowly, but soon sat down again. He leaned the back of his hand to his cheek, trying to cool down his face: "Mentally sort out that...can I do it again?"

Originally, she was a little embarrassed because of being rejected, but Qi Xiqiao immediately cheered up after Yue Ze's words, excitedly like a big dog wagging its tail, and quickly replied: "Okay, baby, close your eyes, this time we hug you Come……"

The conversation between the two changed from speech to consciousness again. In the apartment, there was only the sound of "tick, tick" from the antique clock, and the butler robot without system control stood stupidly beside the two people who were snuggling tightly, representing the little one who turned on the phone. The red lights flickered, and the walls of the house were painted a sweet pink.

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The next morning, the federal marshal's wedding ceremony was held as scheduled. The marshal's grandfather, Old Turner, was wearing a dress that hadn't been touched for many years. The joy of the face.

Most people are congratulating, but some people who are not on good terms are secretly laughing at Old Turner's swollen face to make him look fat. If it were me, I would definitely not be able to laugh.

Braddol followed Old Turner, tall and handsome like a poplar tree, not at all like the last banquet where he couldn't control his emotions, looked decadent and embarrassed, although he was still unsmiling, but the corners of his eyes added At the end of spring, it is easy for people to wonder if something indescribable happened last night.

Everyone noticed his current appearance. Some guides were half admiring and half regretful. If the marshal hadn't lost his reproductive function, it would be great if he chose himself. César, that waste, got the marshal because he was also infertile. My lord's favor!That's right, the proud guides didn't want to believe that they would lose to a "fake sentinel" like César, and reached a consensus on the star network that "the marshal didn't want to delay normal people, so he gave César alms", and Believe it or not.

But the sentinels present focused on another matter: Braddol had recovered!

The spiritual power of the sentinel has a coercive effect on the same kind, which is why Brador of the SSS can say nothing in the military department. Before Brador fell ill, they could obviously feel the death and decline from him, but Today's Braddor has regained the coercion of the past. Some sentries with mental power ratings of D and C could not bear the coercion, so they had to stay far away and did not dare to go forward.

The Federal Speaker raised his eyes with one hand, and looked at him with eyes full of novelty: "This... Marshal Turner, your mental strength... seems to have recovered?"

Braddor nodded politely, and as soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was overwhelmed by old Turner's hearty laughter: "Hahahaha, little Vincent, don't worry this time, our family César is here The guide is simply a genius, and he cured Braddol yesterday."

yesterday!really?Someone remembered the entertainment news they saw yesterday, it said that he was helped out of the house by César!From then to now, in such a short time, he was cured?

But no matter how much people don't want to believe it, a healthy and healthy Braddol is standing in front of everyone.

Everyone was silent because of surprise, and César, who was wearing a white dress, walked down slowly holding the handrail of the stairs. Aiwen's guide was following him. Although the little guide was holding César's arm, But because the two people's statures were so different, in everyone's eyes, César was the one who helped the person, and the little guide stood beside him, looking very much like his guide.

Braddor and Aiwen turned cold at the same time, and stepped forward to take their guides away.

Qi Xiqiao was in a happy mood, and didn't care about Yue Ze's slightly rough gestures, and asked softly, "Jealous?"

Yue Ze secretly pinched the soft flesh on his waist and twisted it: "Eat shit."

Qi Xiqiao showed a "surprised" expression: "Pica?"

Yue Ze let out a "puchi" laugh, raised his hand and pinched his face, his expression was doting and gentlemanly, but his words were full of childishness: "Hit your obsession, wait for me at night."

The heads of the two were very close, and the way they communicated in a low voice was flirtatious in the eyes of others. The guides who thought they got together for the sake of profit couldn't believe their eyes. Did the marshal just smile?Why is Fat Si, why is he laughing at that trash!Still smiling so handsomely!Are they true love?How can it be?

Qi Xiqiao squinted to see herself reflected in Yue Ze's eyes, and blinked in satisfaction. It was not in vain that he had put in all his efforts as a subordinate, and now he was the only one in his own baby's eyes. His aristocratic education keeps him restrained in the things he likes. These self-controls make him have no weaknesses and no weaknesses, but Yue Ze easily breaks that self-control, allowing him to restore the deep-rooted wildness from the orcs in his bones. As long as he can get He is willing to use even the most terrifying and shameless hunting methods for his prey.

The part with Yue Ze started smoothly and ended neatly, leaving no room for him to play, but now he is used in these virtual worlds by his amnesiac self.

And Qi Xiqiao's terrifying hunting methods generally include: thick-skinned, beaten, obedient...

Yue Ze looked at the red patch on Qi Xiqiao's face that he pinched, feeling inexplicably good, and put his arms around his waist to introduce to others, and by the way, showed off his intact mental strength.

Several sergeant majors in the military department watched their marshal with a serious face, flying like a butterfly in the auditorium to show their affection, and couldn't help but lament that the old tree blooming is more boring than a young couple in love. Hugging even walking, pampering a tall and strong daughter-in-law so unreasonably, what is it but true love?From this point of view, the marshal really fell...