Don't talk nonsense, turn around and take the blame [Quick Transmigration]

When Wen Yan woke up, his whole body felt like it was falling apart. The pain was not piercing, but it was hard to bear. It was as if someone had sharpened a blunt knife between the bones bit by bit. He didn't dare to move, and when he bent his fingers a little, he felt a numb tremor.

Wen Yan subconsciously let out a groan.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Yan Qi's voice rang in his ear.

Wen Yan didn't know how to answer, because everything felt uncomfortable.

He raised his eyelids with some difficulty, and his relaxed spirit tensed up when he saw Yan Qi's appearance. He even struggled to get up without caring about the pain in his body, and stretched out his hand to grab Yan Qi's wrist: "What did you do? How did you hurt?" Like this?"

"No," Yan Qi hurriedly hugged Wen Yan, adjusted his posture so that he leaned against his arms, then lifted the clothes on his wrists, half coaxing and half lying: "Look, there is nothing."

Wen Yan still held on to Yan Qi tightly, until his knuckles started to turn white, his voice seemed to be ground by some sharp sandstone, with a hoarse voice just waking up: "Do you think I'm a three-year-old?" There is a treatment cabin on this plane, and all minor injuries can be healed, but it doesn't mean that those injuries don't exist.

This man's clothes were cut with so many fine cuts, and some of the cuts were obviously stained with blood that hadn't dried up. How could the phrase "nothing" lie to a ghost now?

Yan Qi sighed almost invisible, he wanted to tidy himself up before coming out, but his little frog woke up early and evolved into a lion cub at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Who did it?" Wen Yan's tone became more hostile, and his expression turned cold: "Say."

"Do you want to hear the truth or lie?" Yan Qi rubbed Wen Yan's cheek with the back of his finger.

Wen Yan originally wanted to pinch Yan Qi severely, and his ability to make jokes became more and more good, but thinking that this person had just been injured, he was still reluctant, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Try it."

Yan Qi was going to tell the truth, and take advantage of it by the way.

Repaying debts is only right and proper. If Eddie pays compensation, then his own compensation will naturally be recovered from his little frog.

"You made it." Yan Qi chuckled.

With Wen Yan's obviously stunned expression, Yan Qi leaned over to steal a kiss, put his lips to his lips and said, "I didn't lie to you."

In order to prove the truth of the master's "doesn't seem to be the truth", Resa on the side added as a "witness to the incident": "Strictly speaking, it's Madam, you did the right thing."

Wen Yan blinked his eyes and began to digest the information, and all the hostility in his body suddenly dissipated in the fluttering eyelashes.

He wanted to answer that I was not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense, but he vaguely remembered that before he lost consciousness, he felt cold and uncomfortable all over, just like the legendary "going crazy", what did he really want to do? It may not come, and when I wake up, the emptiness that comes out of my bones is not fake.

Wen Yan reflected on himself. It is very difficult for anyone to injure Cohen in this plane, and it is still in the absence of a war, so there is only one truth.

"I'm sorry." Wen Yan pursed his lips.

Yan Qi pointed to his cheek, and at the moment Wen Yan approached obediently, he suddenly turned his face away, and before Wen Yan was even surprised, the kiss that had originally landed on his cheek had already lightly landed on his lips.

Wen Yan: ...

"What happened?" Wen Yan struggled to sit up from Yan Qi's arms, moved his stiff fingers, looked at Yan Qi after thinking for a moment, half surprised and said: "So fast?"

He obviously didn't do anything, and An Luo's genes were awakened?

Is it really random trigger?

"Well," Yan Qi stuffed a soft cushion behind Wen Yan, "An Luo's body can't bear the huge mental strength for the time being, so it's normal to feel uncomfortable, don't worry."

"What's the result?" Wen Yan continued to ask, "Great spiritual power, no matter how you say it, you must have an S."

Yan Qi smiled slightly.

Wen Yan frowned, "Double S?"

The corner of Yan Qi's mouth deepened, "Guess again."

"Just like you?"

"Ma'am, you are 3S." The voice of Reza Machinery came from behind.

Wen Yan's thoughts were a little confused, and he sighed after a long silence. He thought that An Luo's gene level would not be low, but he didn't expect it to be so high.

An Luo stayed in a place where no one was silent for too long, carving those outlines into a predetermined shape with one knife and one bone. When the frame that had already been framed was broken, it brought more than just a genetic level. Variety.

"What are you thinking about?" Yan Qi took the clothes from Lei Sa and changed into them, sitting in front of Wen Yan and asked.

Wen Yan pointed to Yan Qi's unbuttoned buttons, and said, "I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing for An Luo."

Before Yan Qi could answer, Wen Yan said to himself, "Forget it, I'll take a shower first."

The moment Wen Yan woke up, he smelled a pungent smell, like the stench of blood in the mud of the river beach. At first, he thought it was caused by Yan Qi's clothes, but now...

"No," Yan Qi held Wen Yan down, "Why take a bath like this."

"Don't you think I smell bad?" Wen Yan replied helplessly.

Strictly frowning, he leaned over Wen Yan's neck, and there was nothing but the burning gas of sulfur and saltpeter.

"No?" Wen Yan asked in doubt, struggled for a long time, but finally couldn't resist the impact of his body smell, got up and got out of bed, "It's even more uncomfortable to just stay like this."

Yan Qi was more stubborn than Wen Yan, so he had no choice but to pick him up and walk to the bathroom, while walking, he said: "I think I also need to take a shower."

Wen Yan naturally knew what he was thinking, and warned: "Take a bath in line."

"In fact, it is a good choice to wash together, which saves water and time."

Wen Yan supported the table and stood up, and gave Yan Qi a virtual push: "Get out quickly."

In Yan Qi's worried eyes, Wen Yan said softly again: "It's just a shower, it's definitely fine, I assure you."

Yan Qi had no choice but to take a step back and said, "Call me if you need anything, I'll be right at the door, huh?"

"understood."

Wen Yan left a bottom shirt for himself to lie down in the bathtub, so that if something really happened, it wouldn't be too embarrassing for that person to come in.

The dense hot air rushed up in a small wave, and the soreness all over the body was steamed by the hot air. I don't know if it dissipated or came out all at once. Seeing everything sticking to his fingertips, Wen Yan frowned and raised his hand.

The tips of his ten fingers were covered with unsightly bruises, which spread along the lines of the meridians to the junctions, and tended to become darker as the temperature rose, but the palms were bloodless.

That scene was very weird and terrifying, Wen Yan lowered his head to look at his face through the water, but luckily there was nothing on his face.

Wen Yan curled up into a ball, and slowly stretched out his thumb and index finger to rub lightly. The moment his fingertips touched, he felt a sharp knife passing through the gap between the two fingers. Black blood with a strong stench flowed out along the crack, across the knuckles, palms, and wrist bones, and finally fell into the bathtub.

Wen Yan hurriedly moved his position, leaned on the edge of the bathtub and lowered his hands so that the dirty blood would fall outside.

He seemed to have found the reason for that smell.

By coincidence, Wen Yan easily cut through his ten fingers with the help of his instinctively awakened mental power, and the black blood flowed out bit by bit along the lines on the ground, like densely forked branches, blowing away the steaming heat of the bathroom. Mixed with fishy rot.

The two breaths were torn apart in this small space, which made people a little breathless. It took Wen Yan a long time to regain his senses as he watched this somewhat creepy scene.

Although there was blood all over the place, I felt that the pain in my body had weakened a lot.

Wen Yan leaned paralyzed on the edge, and waited until the blood on his fingertips turned bright red before taking it back and rushing hastily. The steaming breath made him dizzy. When he tried to get up and fell back to the original place, he realized that only A little bit of strength also flowed out along with the dirty blood.

Wen Yan originally wanted to clean up the "murder scene", he could imagine what Yan Qi's expression would be when he came in, but he had the heart but not the strength, so he picked up the cup that was set aside and walked towards the door. hit.

There was a clear sound of "bang--" and the bathroom door opened accordingly.

Wen Yan tilted his head and lay softly on the edge, his pale body tortured by mental power was covered with a nice layer of pink, and he looked at him innocently with his eyes open, if there was no dark red on the ground, , Yan Qi felt that he was very happy to see this scene.

The door of the bathroom brings a gust of cold wind in. The wind itself has no temperature, and it doesn't look cold. It's just because of Yan Qi's gloomy expression, Wen Yan felt shuddering, and Yan Qi stepped on the ground. Blood walked towards him step by step.

When he came to the front, Yan Qi squatted down with a calm expression, raised his hand to gently wipe off a little blood stain on Wen Yan's chin, and said coldly, "Is this your guarantee?"

Wen Yan knew he was in the wrong, and knew that now was not a good time to explain, so he softly asked for peace: "I'm cold."

Then it is rare to take the initiative to reach out and "want to hug".

Yan Qi really wanted to be ruthless to let this person know that he was angry, but the sentence "I'm cold" instantly knocked him back to his original form, and all his temper and anger were instantly forced back, leaving only the distress from the depths of his heart and frustration.

After wiping Wen Yan's body with a flannel towel, Yan Qi carried him back to the bed, then turned and left expressionlessly.

"I...I have a reason." Wen Yan got up eagerly and grabbed Yan Qi's wrist. The too violent movement made him dizzy for a moment. Wen Yan subconsciously closed his eyes to act as a buffer, and the strength of his hands became a little stronger. .

Yan Qi was completely defeated, he would never try to get any advantage from this person in his life.

"You..." Yan Qi hugged Wen Yan and let him lean against him, "I just want to make you something to eat."

"Tell me, your reason." Yan Qi was afraid of scaring him, so he unconsciously softened his tone.

Wen Yan still tightly grasped Yan Qi's wrist, as if he was afraid that he would turn around and leave again, explaining the ins and outs clearly in two or three strokes.

Responding to him was Yan Qi's silence, covering the stiff atmosphere between the two of them.

It took a long time before Wen Yan heard the sentence "There will be no next time."

Yan Qi looked down at Wen Yan, "I want you to promise me."

"There will be no next time." Wen Yan was extremely obedient, "I promise."

"General, Doctor Eddie asked you to bring your wife there." Resa's voice suddenly sounded.

"Where is he?" Yan Qi asked.

"laboratory."

"Laboratory?" Yan Qi turned his head, "Which one?"

"It's the one blown up by Madam."

"Ah?" Wen Yan, who thought he was staying out of the matter but was suddenly cueed, "What did I blow up?"

"It's okay." Yan Qi stood up and dressed Wen Yan, "It's windy at night, don't run around."

When the two arrived at the "original site" of the laboratory, Wen Yan pointed to the huge pit in the scorched earth, turned to look at Yan Qi, and said seriously, "What did I do?"

Yan Qi smiled lightly and said, "Well, you did it."

"Madam is amazing."

"I don't really want this kind of praise." Wen Yan felt a strong sense of guilt, why should he be so proud of blowing up other people's laboratories.

"Come here, let him see your injury." Yan Qi led Wen Yan forward.

Eddie heard the movement behind him, got up suddenly and ran over, stretched out his trembling hand and pointed at the back, "Fei... Yu, I saw Fei Yu, it's alive, really!"

Yan Qi and Wen Yan's hearts were shocked. Fei Yu, Albert Oggyatt's mecha, the legendary God of War mecha that followed him and died in the fire.

The two ran quickly in the direction Eddie was pointing at. In the mottled ravine, they saw the crimson mecha with only a snow-white garland feather imprint on its left shoulder. Covered by a shallow layer of dust, there was no sound.

But it is true.

Albert Oggyatt's Ares Mech.