Imperial One Star Admiral [Rebirth]

Du Ying shrugged his shoulders, and said innocently to Mu Huifeng's gaze, "Don't look at me like that, I'm here to congratulate you."

Mu Huifeng thought to himself, this is still human, then he looked at Apol and raised his eyebrows in doubt.

He can understand that Du Ying has never played cards according to common sense, but what are you here for?

Mu Huifeng didn't believe that the Marshal of the Zerg would show his hospitality without anything else, and came here to see if he was dead or not.

Apol glanced at him lightly, his eyes deepened on the red marks under his shirt.

"Remember to go to the medical room when you go back."

"Oh."

After he finished speaking, seeing that Mu Huifeng was still nodding because he didn't know why, he felt a little bit frustrated for some reason.

"Is there nothing you want to tell me?"

Apo'er, who couldn't utter a word in front of Du Ying for a long time, actually showed dissatisfaction with Shang Mu Huifeng.

The Duying watched this scene teasing secretly, but the eyes that fell on Mu Huifeng became deeper and deeper.

For these two people, dangerous nerves are sending out subtle warnings that must not be ignored.

Mu Huifeng responded with a dry smile, "What should I say?"

Apollo glanced at him coldly.

"We need to have a good talk."

The last time we talked, it almost went to bed. What else do you want to talk about this time?

Mu Huifeng's expression didn't change, but the meaning was evident in his eyes.

Apollo was short of breath.

It seemed that his calmness was rapidly disintegrating from the moment he saw the silver-haired wolf-eyed Mu Huifeng.

Maybe he didn't notice that, as the third prince of the Zerg race and the marshal of the military department, he actually has a special liking for beast ears.

The sprouting point that I hadn't had time to discover, because Mu Hui Fengshen made a stroke, sprouted and took root, and quickly grew into a big tree.

But if you count it carefully, if it weren't for Mu Huifeng, it's hard to say whether this cute spot would be cute.

After all, the white wolf in battle was so charming that many people coveted it.

Du Ying crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows and said, "Is that how you think about the world of two people?"

"To be honest, this style really doesn't suit you."

Compared to Apol, who was silent and ignored perfectly, Mu Huifeng was more comfortable with this tune.

Throwing one sentence back, Du Ying was choked, his cold and dim blood eyes swept over him, and he sneered in a low voice.

"That's right. Anyway, I don't look like a human being. I pretend to be a human being."

After the words fell, he was in that unpopular and lazy look again.

Dazzling attire, dark red hair, and a viscous blood that seems dry but not dry.

That kind of disgust that humans instinctively want to stay away from, this is the true face of Du Ying.

It was also the first time for Apol to see such a single eagle, and he couldn't help frowning.

Mu Huifeng came to his side, both of them were like cold and snow-like figures, standing together very harmoniously now.

"Don't frown, the skin will lose its elasticity and grow 'little bugs' if you do it too often."

After he finished speaking, he rolled his eyes teasingly.

Apol was stunned, hiding the sag in his eyes, turned his head expressionlessly, and showed his disregard for his words with actions.

Suffering the same treatment as Du Ying, Mu Huifeng shrugged helplessly.

He seemed to be moved by this pure passion, but also seemed to be changed by violence.

In other words, he is turning back into the 20-year-old Mu Huifeng.

Young people must have the blood of young people.

Mu Huifeng thought frankly in his heart that he had been sitting in the back of the town all these years with a group of old men, and he rarely had such a refreshing time.

How many years ago was the last time you fought someone?

With a question in his heart, his eyes fell on his two hands.

After taking off the bandage, two beautiful palms with well-defined joints and slender fingers are in front of your eyes.

This human organ, which is like a work of art, is really hard to think of as being used for fighting.

But it is undeniable that whether it is writing, manipulating mechs, or commanding warships.

When these hands are used for fighting, they are exposed to the warm sunshine in the afternoon far more times than when they are leisurely turning over the pages of a book.

No one expected that Mu Huifeng could be immersed in so many thoughts in an instant.

Perhaps this is the unique emotion of those who spend half of their lives in the army.

The crowd in the background gradually increased, the figures were scattered, and the light was no longer dim.

Mu Huifeng secretly thought that something was wrong. Under such circumstances, if Duying was discovered... Apol and himself are fine, so this guy should be thrown away.

For a moment, Mu Huifeng looked at Duying with disgust.

As the captain of the star pirate, Du Ying has the self-consciousness of being a celebrity, but seeing the other party more consciously regard him as a trouble, this makes him a little unhappy.

Just as Du Ying was about to say something, Mu Huifeng winked at Apol without hesitation.

He wasn't afraid that Apol wouldn't be able to understand him. As soon as he took a step with his long legs, his speed increased, and at the same time, Apol also started to move.

The two of them disappeared into the fighting arena quickly and without losing their grace, perhaps even within the sight range of the solo eagle.

Seeing the two figures avoiding him, Du Ying raised his hand and scratched his cheek, thinking in a good temper: "If you run so fast, don't tell them that there is another Mu Huifeng on board." Bar."

Thinking of the Amway event on the fighting show that he specially arranged, he couldn't help but want to smile.

Both of you should enjoy this gift.

Apo'er and Mu Huifeng felt relieved when they left the sight of Du Ying who always seemed to have a different meaning.

Moreover, Mu Huifeng also felt that when he walked out of the fighting arena, the overly hot air inside the venue would be cleared away, and his tense body would be a sign of relaxation.

He hurriedly adjusted his posture, his pointed wolf ears trembling vigilantly.

Apol's gaze on his face turned to look at the top of his head because of this action.

Mu Huifeng stared forward as if he didn't notice, the cold light in the cabin corridor was slightly dim, and his vision was not clear.

He thought for a while, and said actively: "Master Appol, I'll take you back." Then I'm going to eat and rest.

After Mu Huifeng made such a happy decision, he realized that Apol not only ignored him, but also put his eyes on his ears.

He was a little embarrassed by the sensitive movement of the animal's ears.

Apollo said, "What's going on here?"

Mu Huifeng paused for a moment, then said helplessly, "I was plotted against."

"Oh?"

This oh was ironic enough, Mu Huifeng gritted his teeth secretly, not wanting to show a frivolous smile as if Apol looked down on him.

"Because she's a beauty, I didn't pay much attention."

Well, it's never a mistake for men to be tolerant of beautiful women!

Even though he has never been tricked by a beauty, Mu Huifeng still has this bit of common sense.

Appol looked at him inexplicably.

"I thought you were not like that."

Mu Huifeng cleared his throat, coughed a few times, and said seriously, "I don't look like that? I'm also a man, Apol."

His heart skipped a beat when he was called by Apol without any honorific title. Apol pursed his lips slightly, and the light golden eyes looking at Mu Huifeng were like golden streams cast by golden gold, which flowed slowly but were incomparably solid.

To be more precise, Mu Huifeng turned his head away as if he was burned by this gaze.

This episode silenced the two of them.

After a while, Appol said, "I think you look like a person."

"Who?"

Mu Huifeng's throat tightened, and he replied cautiously.

"Mu Huifeng."

But when this name appeared in Apol's mouth, his heart sank unavoidably.

Apol looked at him with complicated eyes, "You are very similar to Mu Huifeng."

Although they all have the same name, Mu Huifeng didn't naively think that this was referring to himself, no, it should be said that he was an ordinary slave.

Because his current status must be very different from that of a one-star general, so even if he is the same Mu Huifeng, he must have nothing to do with the noble general of the empire.

And now the suspicion in Apol's eyes made Mu Huifeng secretly think it was bad.

In the bottom of my heart, I quickly compared the strengths of the enemy and myself, and then thought of Du Ying, a guy who can't understand his emotions...

He felt that Du Ying definitely watched the show more than helping, and he didn't count on him.

So... Mu Huifeng took a deep breath and decided to perfunctory.

"You're the first to say that," Mu Huifeng tilted his head, a few strands of his shoulder-length silver hair got into the open collar with his movements, and his distinct collarbone sank into a small dimple. .

This appearance of Mu Huifeng suddenly reminded Apol of the water vapor, fingers, suppression...and the gasping in his ear.

With fever in his ears, Apol turned around, "Let's go." He decided to go back to the room and question him in detail.

Mu Huifeng was stunned, hesitant, going back with him now would definitely fall into a wolf's den, but if he didn't go back, he would be in a cocoon.

In short, his vest will definitely be exposed!

What should be done, what can be done?

He followed Apol silently, but his mind turned quickly, thinking that it would be great if another Mu Huifeng appeared on the boat.

With one, two, and one more is not too much!

While he was making absurd associations, Apol was thinking while walking...

If you read it correctly, his fighting style is somewhat similar to that of the Heitian Mecha.

There is no way that Apol will recognize it.

His Royal Highness the Third Prince, who has fought no less than hundreds of battles with the generals of the empire and is also a master of mechs.

Although Mu Huifeng's actions have been concealed several times, there are always some things that will never change in his bones.

Even now he is more in control of the overall situation as a commander, and rarely appears on the front line in a mecha.

But Mu Huifeng's habit, Apol will never forget it!

They have become high-ranking figures in the later stages of their respective careers, but every machine battle in the past is enough for them to engrave the habits of their opponents deep into their memories.

At least Apol can guarantee that he will never mistake the fighting style of his old enemy.

So even though Apol himself thinks this guess is too ridiculous, but if it is that person, he thinks that the other party can really do it!

Because in the past, they competed in intelligence and tapped the potential of both sides in brain battles.

Even if they are all sitting on the main ship far away from the battlefield, they will try their best to win the game.

Apoer never denied Mu Huifeng's scheming strength, and it was because of this that he believed that the other party would definitely make such an arrangement that he couldn't understand at first glance, but actually had other plans.

He won't think about what you want to do.

That is why, Apol did not pursue the opponent's purpose from the beginning, but directly raised his vigilance.

Out of the corner of his eye, he fell on the silent man behind him, and he narrowed his eyes.

As long as I catch you, I win.

To deal with Mu Huifeng, it should be so simple and rude!

Apol's unhurried pace is the calmness that pulls Mu Huifeng into a desperate situation.

But it was at this moment that something happened.

They left the fighting arena and walked for about 10 minutes, but there were a few anxious people walking in front of them.

Eddie and the others saw that Apol quickly adjusted his expression and returned to his expressionless appearance.

"Master Appol!"

With so many Zergs all of a sudden, Mu Huifeng twitched his brows subconsciously, thinking that the hunters are so impatient to encircle them, thinking that they haven't entered yet?

Moving his feet, Mu Huifeng avoided the blind spot of the few people, and seized the opportunity to distance himself from them first.

But these actions did not escape Apol's gaze.

"Mu Huifeng, you go back to your room first, you can't go there until I come back."

For the first time, Apol gave orders in a cold voice as the master.

Mu Huifeng took a deep breath, and he kept the suppressor on his wrist as if it didn't exist, but Apol was his master after all, holding the switch of this thing.

"Yes!"

Squeezing out a word from between the teeth, the feeling of powerlessness in the whole body disappeared.

Mu Huifeng was sweating profusely and slid against the wall to the ground, bleeding from the barely healed wound under his clothes.

The author has something to say: =0=The vest will definitely not fall off