interstellar perfect fit

"Fuck! What the hell!" Sifal uttered a rare swear word, and he saw clearly the boy in the cabin——

The clothes all over his body were already soaked, and the almost transparent white top stuck to his skin, outlining the lines of his thin but not shriveled chest.

This young man has a delicate and beautiful face, with mottled teeth marks on his lips, and even the little smell of blood in the air becomes attractive...

It took Sifal a full minute to forcefully suppress the nearly rioting spiritual realm. The six-winged blue dragon that was about to rush up gradually returned to normal, but stared at the boy in the cabin unblinkingly with a pair of red pupils.

Sifer stretched out his hand and pressed on the wizard gland on the back of the boy's neck. At this moment, the boy suddenly opened his eyes, and a weak but existing tentacles of mental power attacked Sifer's spiritual domain.

The mud cow sank into the sea.

But enough to prove one thing -

The golden-eyed young man in front of him is an extremely rare born dark guide who is not accepted by this world.

………………

Lu Rong had already heard the noise outside in the cabin, and he realized that he hadn't passed the differentiation period yet, and he was afraid that he would fall into the wolf's mouth just after he escaped from the tiger's den.

But what is much better than before is that the soldiers here should have received professional training, and they are not indulgent people with evil intentions. They actually closed the hatch door forcefully the moment they were affected by opening it.

However, when he felt a powerful, completely irresistible force appearing around him, Lu Rong was still so nervous that when the man's hand was pressed on his sensitive glands, he desperately released the force on him. Mental attack.

He failed.

Lu Rong didn't find the man's spiritual light, he didn't see anything, so naturally he couldn't control anything.

"Stop your attack." The man's voice was full of threats: "Otherwise I will kill you now."

"..."

Lu Rong couldn't dream of this scene even in his dreams - the moment he opened his eyes, the person he saw was actually the person he had been thinking about day and night.

Familiar voice, familiar tone, familiar face and even figure, Lu Rong seemed to be dreaming. In desperation, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the man's arm. He squeezed the man tightly with all his strength, and opened his mouth to call his name. But he couldn't make a sound at all.

Long-term dehydration had made him extremely weak, and his throat was so dry that he couldn't speak a word.

Sifal wanted to frown again.

He was only 20 years old, he would frown frequently and get wrinkled, but this young man really made him feel a little worried.

The impulse that had been suppressed with great difficulty came out again, as if there was a faint tendency to lose control.

The six-winged blue dragon flapped its wings frantically, and its tail kept flapping the floor, obviously trying to control itself.

This damned, shameless guide actually took the initiative to reach out and grab his arm in this situation, and still clenched it so tightly. If it wasn't because it was precious and rare, Sifal would have no doubt that he would slap him and send him away. See God.

"Your Highness, you need interferon and relieving agents, you are about to enter a manic state!" Su Rui quickly ran over and said loudly, the wizard inhibitor in her hand was ready, and she planned to roll up her sleeves and climb up to the high platform to give Lu Rong an injection.

Lu Rong's eyes were wet, and crystal clear tears slid down the corners of his eyes and into his hair.

His clear and transparent eyes that seemed to be talking were staring at him desperately without blinking, for fear that in the blink of an eye, the person in front of him would disappear.

Sifal smiled suddenly, the corners of his lips curled up, and the smile was a bit sinister and unscrupulous.

He stared at the delicious young man in front of him with those bloodshot eyes, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "It seems that you don't want me to go."

Lu Rong nodded vigorously.

He just wanted him to be with him, and he hoped that Sifal would be by his side when he was at his weakest.

It doesn't matter if you say he is cowardly or overestimated, at this time, he can't care about face anymore.

"You are in the differentiation period, I can only relieve you, but it is up to you to really get through the differentiation, understand?"

Sifal's cool fingers are already pressing on the slightly protruding glands. It is naturally the fastest and best way to combine the spiritual realm or the body, but Sifal will never do this.

He doesn't need a guide to combine with himself, and he won't let any guide into his spiritual realm—even if it's a dark guide who must be more than 78% compatible with him.

The method of rubbing the glands of sentinels can also slowly help guides through the differentiation period, but I am afraid that no one in this world can use this method. After all, most sentries cannot resist the temptation of guide elements, even if there are very few Those who can bear it, can't stand this kind of torture that can only be seen but not eaten. For them, this is simply death.

Sifal can.

His spiritual realm is unfathomable, and his self-control is terrifyingly strong. He was once described by Melch as a "breathing humanoid weapon", so only he can still be able to face a dark guide in a differentiation period. Mentally stable, use the most tormenting method to relieve his internal discomfort.

The gland that carries the guide element is one of the most private places for a guide, but Lu Rong has never had the slightest repulsion from the beginning to the end, and he didn't even see the ruthlessness he used to deal with the soldiers of the Zhao family before. Li Jue is vigorous, obedient and unbelievably obedient, like a kitten who actively spreads his belly to be kneaded and stroked.

Sifal had never seen such a person, and he was the guide who had come into contact with the differentiation stage for the first time in his life.

It was so obedient and soft.

His light golden eyes lined his skin as if it were transparent, and his faint breath smelled wet and sticky. The little guy just looked at him with his eyes open and unblinking, and even took the initiative to show him the skin on the back of his neck. Touching...it's almost a crime!

Originally trembling for fear that Sifal would suddenly go mad, he gave the poor little guide to Su Rui, the doctor who was going to rectify the Fa directly on the spot. At this time, four medicines were caught between his fingers, and he held his breath and was ready to rush forward to give Sifal an injection at any time. .