Pit all over the interstellar [interstellar]

Mengwen Ika is the consul stationed in the management of Iron Meteor. He has lived a smooth life since he was born. Later, under the blessing of his family, he successfully graduated from the military academy, and dragged his connections through the back door to get an easy idle job. After decades.

Later, without knowing what happened, he was sent down to a planet for no reason and became the resident consul of the planet.

That's right, it's devolution!

If nothing else, from a casual job to becoming a consul, this is definitely a promotion.

The problem is, what he is going to is the Iron Meteor, the most backward and chaotic place in the empire, the hell on earth called the Burial Ground.

He was frightened. During that time, he begged his grandpa and grandma to go around and try to get someone else to replace him.

People with some status in the family are frantically clearing up relationships, just to let him live in peace, and everyone is afraid that he, the only seedling, will go to that dark and crazy backward planet and never return.

The whole family was gloomy, and the wife was worried all day long, worrying about all possible emergencies, and almost had a nervous breakdown.

But unfortunately, he was ordered to go by a big boss who couldn't afford to offend, so he had no choice but to pack up his things and hit the road in despair.

Colleagues said behind their backs that he offended someone who shouldn't be offended, and that's why he was selected.

When he left, his former colleagues hid far away, lest they get involved with him. For the first time, he clearly realized that the world is cold and cold.

The only thing that can make him feel a little bit of comfort is that his wife accompanied him here bravely and resolutely.

After coming here, he realized that his understanding of Iron Meteor is superficial. The place is so chaotic that murders happen every day. There is blood in every invisible corner. He is insensitive like a walking dead. This planet is like the end of the world.

When he accidentally learned of Blood Dawn's stronghold here, he once sneaked in to see it.

Go in curiously, come out with red eyes.

The ear-piercing screams and the excited shouts of the people around echoed in his ears, lingering all the time, unwilling to leave.

The display stand covered with blood, and the carved corpses that were not human, kept flashing in front of his eyes, making him unable to sleep at night.

He's not a good guy, but he's not a crazy guy either.

At least after he's been there, he wants Blood Dawn to disappear from the planet.

Many of the garrison troops here are just like him, eating waste waiting to die. Even if he wants to do something, he can only think about it.

He once tried to contact the upper echelons of the empire to report the situation here. At that time, he naively thought that he had no way to clean up those wild dogs, so he let someone who could come.

While he was still dreaming of hoping that the empire would read his tip-off and transfer him back to the main planet, what he was waiting for was the bad news that his house was blown up to the sky.

He ran home almost scrambling, hugging his surviving wife, crying loudly, silently clearing away that impossible thought.

He is not an idiot, he asked himself a little clever, why would Blood Dawn know about the report through an encrypted channel?He also gave him an unforgettable surprise, there must be people from them in the upper echelons of the empire!

Now, like the high-level executives of the empire, he arrived late and left early every day, with a low salary, and smuggled rare things under the table to cover his eyes that were not clear enough.

It was another ordinary day, and he was holding the photos on the table, ignoring the winks from his secretary, recalling the ups and downs he and his wife had experienced in these years.

When the adjutant knocked on the door and entered the office, what he saw was his boss's affectionate face, and the secretary who had just taken office a few days ago was blocked by an insulator like an insulator.

If the predecessor hadn't retired, it wouldn't be the turn of this big-breasted woman who couldn't see the situation clearly, the adjutant gave her a hard look and told her to go out: "Mr. Ika, there is a communication from the main planet that needs your review. "

Mengwen Yika felt strange. Logically speaking, the family only contacted him recently. It was nothing serious. His colleagues back then avoided him like the plague, and they had already cut off contact. got the information.

Mengwen Yika turned the pen in his hand, and asked casually, "Did you say who it was?"

Adjutant: "The signature is Luo Ping, the second prince's adjutant!"

"Bangdang-"

The adjutant lowered his head, turning a blind eye to the ugliness of the chief slipping off his chair.

Meng Wen crawled out from under the table and asked in disbelief, "Who are you talking about?"

The adjutant knew that the chief was unbelievable, because he was similar to him when he first received the message.

He repeated without changing his face: "The signature is Second Prince's adjutant, Luo Ping."

Mengwen Yika straightened the chair with trembling hands, and sat up slowly, with a trembling voice: "What is the content of the message?"

In my mind, I quickly reviewed what I had done in these years, and found that apart from collecting things and turning a blind eye to those smuggling or dark forces, there was nothing else.Is Luo Ping so free?

Adjutant: "It says that the second prince, Mu Jianchen, has brought a group of personal guards to Iron Meteor. Let us immediately dispatch troops to surround the Red Rain Auction Site."

Red Rain Auction House!

a bolt from the blue!

Under the Red Rain Auction Site is the base camp of Blood Dawn!

Meng Wen Yika looked at the adjutant in a trance, and asked for confirmation in a weak voice: "Are you sure it is the Red Rain Auction House?"

As Mengwen's adjutant, some things are handled by him, so he naturally knows what the Red Rain Auction House means: "Yes, Mr. Ika, we..."

Meng Wen Yika certainly understands what the adjutant's unfinished meaning means, but he is the prince of the empire after all, and he may inherit the throne in the future. If he stands by and procrastinates like before...

Mengwen Yika shuddered, and stopped thinking about what was there or what not. He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "What else can I do, I can only obey orders."

I only hope that this siege can wipe out everything, otherwise, as long as one of them escapes, they will spread everywhere like bacteria, and then come back again.

But he had to fight, once he dawdled with the intention of resisting, the ones waiting for him were definitely people on both sides, so why not fight and stand firmly on Mu Jianchen's side, hoping to escape the catastrophe .

Now I only hope that Mu Jianchen will not let down the name of a genius, and can uproot the cancer of Xue Liming!

The adjutant nodded, and immediately went out to make arrangements. Mengwen Yika wiped the cold sweat off his brow before he noticed that his whole body was shaking.

The scene of the bombing of the house back then flashed like a movie, shaking his firm heart a little.

He squeezed his thigh fiercely, and Meng Wen Yika left the office in a hurry until he felt himself calm down.

This time, he had to make a statement.

*****

When he found out that Li Tang wanted to drag everyone to die together, Lu Qing didn't have time to think about it. It wasn't until Li Tang died that he realized that the treasures he packed up before leaving were still useless.

Standing sideways in a corner where everyone didn't pay attention, Lu Qing took out the soul-absorbing mirror that had been gathering dust in the corner, pointed it at the corpse, and wanted to see if he could pull out the soul by chance.

Make a tactic with one hand and activate the soul-absorbing mirror.

The mirror trembled slightly, emitting wisps of blue smoke.

Lu Qing was overjoyed, he had the same reaction when he used this mirror before, it seems that he should be able to capture the soul this time!

After a while, Lu Qing found that there was no other movement in the mirror except trembling and green smoke.

He did not give up and increased his spiritual power, trying to find out the reason.

When he instilled spiritual power, he finally caught a wave of soul, but the soul was firmly absorbed by the body, like a nail nailing him in place.

What alerted Lu Qing the most was that the soul was still dissipating at an extremely fast speed!

Gritting his teeth and attaching all his spiritual power, Lu Qing did not intend to retreat in this tug-of-war.

Once an object bears a force greater than its own ability, there is only one end.

Lu Qing stared at the mirror that was split in the middle, frowning in puzzlement. Logically speaking, no matter how high Li Tang's spiritual power is, it's not as high as him, and the same is true for his soul. a soul!

Although this soul-absorbing mirror is just a small gadget that collects dust in the corner, it is not even a magic weapon.

Just stunned, Li Tang's soul has disappeared, like white snow under the sun, melting into the sky and the earth.

Frustrated, he threw the mirror aside, and Lu Qing looked up for Jin Jiangling who had run away but disappeared: "Tuanzi, where did you go?"

From the corner of the house, Jin Jiangling shouted excitedly: "Ah Qing, the army is coming!"

Lu Qing listened attentively, and there was indeed the sound of an aircraft landing in the distance.

He walked up to Mu Jianchen: "Jianchen, is it your team or the garrison?"

Mu Jianchen squinted his eyes and switched on the communicator: "Luo Ping?"

"Your Highness, our team has returned to the battleship, and it is Mengwen Ika's army."

Needless to say, Mu Jianchen had already seen it.

Although the environment of Iron Meteor is not very good, Mengwen Yika, as the consul of the planet, can still afford big fish and meat, and for the sake of his own life, he is either at home or in the office all day long, Mengwen Yika Ka's good figure that he trained in the military academy has long been out of shape.

From a distance, it looks like a watermelon rolling over quickly.

Mengwen Ika was really about to roll over. As a marginal figure among the officials of the empire, he thought that he would never see Mu Jianchen who was out of the picture in his life.

The imperial god is alive!

His calf was shaking, not sure if it was fear or surprise.

Meng Wen. Ika rolled over in fear, and first saluted the living male god: "Your Highness, it is an honor for Tie Yun to be here."

Mu Jianchen has a good way of seeing people, and he can touch Mengwen Ika's psychology to the bone in just one meeting.

Luo Ping has investigated what Meng Wen Yika did in the past. It is nothing more than a lack of energy, so he can do whatever he is in, and never cross the line.

Mu Jianchen couldn't say anything to his attitude, because there are people who are greedy for life and afraid of death everywhere.

He did not commit any crimes and helped the evildoers, but he also watched coldly and kept silent.

So it was difficult for Mu Jianchen to develop a good impression of him, and he signaled that he needn't be too polite: "Mengwen Ika?"

Meng Wen. Ika nodded hurriedly, as if the answer was a second late and Mu Jianchen would roll his official position to the end: "Yes, Your Highness, the villain is the Iron Meteor Management Consul."

Mu Jianchen looked at him meaningfully, and said in an unclear tone, "You came quickly! Didn't you encounter anything on the way?"

Mengwen Yika's heart trembled, and he was speechless: Could it be that the second prince knew that he had planned to delay time?

Thinking of this, he felt his eyes go dark, and he didn't know how to react.

Mengwen Yika didn't dare to move, and didn't even dare to wipe off the cold sweat that was gradually emerging from his head, for fear that Mu Jianchen would see something.

He smiled cautiously: "Your Highness, I didn't encounter anything on the road. After I heard about His Highness, I rushed over immediately."

Just swear to God to show loyalty.

Knowing that Meng Wen Yika is a slippery head, Mu Jianchen didn't talk nonsense with him, and directly instructed him: "Surround this venue, and don't let anyone go."

After it was over, he called Lin Zhi over and asked him to assist Mengwen Ika and supervise everyone's work, while he walked to Lu Qing's side.

"Is there anything you want in the auction house? Although it's not too precious, it's better than nothing."

Chen Lin, who was bandaging the wound on the side, twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard this, and couldn't help but slander: "To be able to enter the auction house of Blood Dawn, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is a rare treasure that cannot be found. Here at Mu Jianchen, it turns out to be something that is better than nothing."

Well, as a prince who is rich and powerful, he really doesn't look down on such a little thing.

Lu Qing also thought of this, so he said with bright eyes: "Is it okay to take them all away? There must be spoils when you come here. You brought a lot of troops this time, so the points will be gone."

Mu Jianchen raised the corners of his mouth, thinking that Lu Qing, who plausibly considered for his subordinates, was extremely cute. Although the people he brought this time would be credited after returning, some material rewards were also indispensable.

He rubbed Lu Qing's head and said warmly, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Meng Wen. Ika has been paying attention to that place for a long time, and it was the first time he saw the unfathomable Mu Jianchen talking to someone so gently, so he couldn't help asking: "Mr. Lin, are you talking to His Highness?" Who is that gentleman?"

Lin Zhi waved his hand and didn't answer, but urged: "Consul Ika, it's better for us to deal with the auction house first."

Mengwen Yika smiled, followed Lin Zhi obediently, and after a while, he still couldn't help but look back, just in time to see Mu Jianchen lowering his head and kissing the top of that person's head, he stared wide-eyed, and looked at Lu Qing's identity seems to be enlightened but not enlightened, and he feels like a cat has been caught in his heart.

The author has something to say: It's so hot, it's melting fast...