I thought my husband was dying

"Take him away." Cyril said in a deep voice, his voice was full of restraint, as if desperately trying to suppress the violence in himself, and prevent himself from doing things that would hurt Zhou Yu.

Lin Feng was taken aback for a moment, and then saw Cyril walking out slowly, and then gently let the young man lean on the assistant's body, but such a simple action seemed to exhaust all his strength.

Lin Feng knew that this was already the limit of what he could do.Letting other people touch your guide when the pheromone is high is a kind of torture for the sentinel. As the sentinel understands it very well, he quickly stretched out his hand to help Cyril, "Come on, come on, this is it!" correct---"

"Don't touch him!" However, Cyril didn't appreciate it at all, and suddenly turned around and yelled at him.

"Don't touch, don't touch, don't touch." Knowing that at this time, there is absolutely no way to make mistakes, and he has to touch it smoothly, Lin Feng immediately withdrew his hand, and then complained silently, "This **** is ungrateful, childhood sweethearts are not worth it Come on, kid, don't look back, it's not suitable for children behind, go forward with your young mistress on your back."

Obviously, the little assistant listened to what Lin Feng said, so he carried the boy on his back like this, and left without turning his head. Lin Feng followed closely behind him. Seeing that the two of them had walked out of the dangerous range, he turned his head and separated the long road. shouted in the hallway.

"Cyril, hurry up and put on your underwear! Your mother will be back soon! Shame on you, you're such an adult---"

He didn't hear Lin Feng's words, but he felt that Zhou Yu's smell was getting farther and farther away from him. Xi Ruier felt uncomfortable all over, wishing to catch the boy back now, lock him by his side, and not allow him to go anywhere .

But fortunately, mania also has a deadline. After such a fuss, Cyril's sanity has begun to recover, and the irritable mood just now is gradually leaving him.

"Roar!" De Lai suddenly roared loudly. He was just affected by Cyril, and subconsciously glanced at the corridor, and then just for a moment!Right under its nose!A daring white rabbit touched the little black cat's butt with its paw, then rolled and crawled like a bullet and quickly disappeared into the corridor.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho!" De Lai wanted to chase him out, but he couldn't bear to leave the little black cat, so he could only roar angrily.

"My cat was touched!" said the content transmitted through the spiritual link.

Cyril gave it a cold look.

After the tiger paused, it immediately faltered, shrank its head, lowered its body, looked at the little black cat for a long time, then stretched out its big paw aggrievedly, and touched the little black cat's buttocks again, covering it off. After smelling the smell of that rogue rabbit, he took the little black cat into his arms again, sniffed its scent, and then lay down on the ground with satisfaction, closed his eyes and rested.

***

To say what happened, we have to go back to the special department of the Imperial AP-2 Research Institute half an hour ago.

"Ah --- today's idol is still so handsome!" Lin Feng was sitting on the chair in his office and circling around, with dozens of holographic projection screens in front of him, holding a photo frame in his hand, it was a young-looking A man with black hair and black eyes, red lips and white teeth, looks warm but with a bit of grooming and indifference.

He hadn't finished being intoxicated at one end, when a bell rang suddenly at the other end, Lin Feng blew a kiss to the person in the photo, put the photo frame on the table sign, and then controlled the chair to open a table in front of his semi-circular desk. Turning around, I swipe up on a holographic screen for an incoming call notification, "Hi little Sabine."

"Open the door." Sabine glanced at the camera and said coldly.

"Hey, I need to add two more clothes to talk to you. It's not even enough to freeze. The delicate body of the Lun family is the wealth of the empire--" Lin Feng said while choking his throat, and compared his fingerprints. Verified with iris, and before he finished speaking, the image of Sabine in front of him disappeared.

Lin Feng tilted his head, as if he was used to it, and glanced at the door, and the next second, Sabine walked into his studio.

As soon as he came in, he gave Lin Feng a look. After many years of tacit understanding, Lin Feng instantly understood what he meant. After squinting his eyes, he pressed a hidden button.

The color of the surrounding glass walls began to change instantly, and then a new partition wall slowly rose from the floor, and the door was locked with a "click---".

Lin Feng's studio suddenly became a secret room---from the inside.

This is Lin Feng's own little invention. The inside can still be seen from the outside, but this "seeing" naturally does not see the real thing.

"What's the matter, so mysterious." Lin Feng stood up from the chair. This man was 1.9 meters tall, very tall, with dark brown hair and green eyes.

Sabine was about the same height as him, didn't say a word, went straight to his desk, and quickly inserted a small terminal in his hand into Lin Feng's sub-brain.

"What the hell? A virus?" Lin Feng glanced at it and asked inexplicably.

"Cyril is awake." Sabine quickly manipulated the page that popped up with both hands. When he glanced over the photo by Lin Feng's table, he was slightly taken aback, but recovered quickly.

"I know, the inhumane one asked me to give him a massage/massage/stick yesterday." Lin Feng shrugged pretending to be relaxed, "It's so inhumane just after waking up, it's still as majestic as before."

Sabine didn't answer.

Lin Feng stood behind him and waited for a long time before he took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "He... recovered?"

Sabine still didn't answer.

Although he knew Sabine's character well, at this moment Lin Feng still wanted to beat him up very much.

But he has a good temper. Think about it, since he was with a paralyzed emperor and a cold ghost since childhood, can he have a bad temper?

Just when Lin Feng cleared his throat and was about to ask again, Sabine suddenly stood up, and then a huge graphic image appeared in front of him, suspended in the air.

"This is..." Lin Feng's attention was instantly attracted by this thing, and within two seconds, he recognized it instantly, and said in surprise, "This is the queen bee?!"

"Hmm." Sabine pushed his eyes, "This matter must be set as a top secret item, and no leaks are allowed, including the other three nobles and even the royal family."

Lin Feng looked shocked, "This is...the blueprint provided by Cyril?"

As the mother of the insect star's attack fleet, the queen bee is very huge. Almost everyone can describe its appearance on the battlefield at that time, but it is also because it is the heart of the insect star, so few people can get close to it. He can only give a rough idea, which is useless at all.

Only Cyril, who has actually fought it personally, can give the most complete data. According to his mental power and memory totem, he can even get the attack value of the queen bee's last desperate fight. The words are completely divine!

However, Cyril's mecha was destroyed in the last battle so that they couldn't even find the parts, and Xiril himself had been lying in broken energy cores for so many years, his 3s-level spiritual domain, even if it was broken, could Not just anyone can get in.

So much so that for so many months, although every scientist in the special department has been trying to analyze the queen bee, there has been no result. Deciphering it will be their hope for the next battle.

"Yes, some of the indices on it are marked by him, but in the chaos, there will inevitably be mistakes, and the rest will be left to you."

"Where's Professor Witt?" Lin Feng looked back, "It's not that I don't have confidence in myself, but if I do the whole analysis alone, it will inevitably be one-sided. Professor Witt is the top mech caster in the empire. If such a project With him..."

"There's no time, Lin Feng. According to Cyril's guess, we don't have ten years at all. It may be next year, or even next month. Professor Witt's Mrs. Ole will go. You just need to take care of yourself." This part is fine, as soon as possible."

Sabine said the last three words almost word for word. At the end, she frowned and looked down at the time.He always felt that his eyelids were twitching all the time, and he always felt uneasy. After thinking for a long time, he finally sent a message through Walter.

"Okay," looking at Sabine, this matter must have been arranged by General Saul, he believed in the general's judgment, "I will deal with this as soon as possible, Sabine, Cyril—"

Sabine, who was standing three steps away from him, was full of exhaustion. He looked as if he hadn't rested for many days. He kept avoiding this question. Over the past six months, Lin Feng also gradually accepted the fact that his best friend might not survive, but yesterday- ---

So even if there was a possibility of another disappointing news, Lin Feng wanted to keep asking.

"What's going on!" However, Sabine standing in front of him suddenly changed his expression, and then rushed to the table.

"Huh?" Lin Feng didn't know why, but when he turned around, he was also stunned.

I saw an email automatically unfolded in his external brain inbox, which was a video, and the content of this video was surprisingly Cyril's room!

Lin Feng was so dumbstruck that the person lying on the bed with his eyes open was none other than Cyril!And the little figure next to him was clearly Zhou Yu who had seen him at the wedding that day!

"He---" Then who is the angle of this overhead shot?Neither of them seemed to be aware that there was a third person in the room, and that—

"Sabine!" Lin Feng roared, and Sabine on the side had already dialed a contact number, but somehow he couldn't get through, so he could only take a step back and switch to the information interface.

"Sabine..." Lin Feng looked at the interface, his shoulders shook, he took a step back subconsciously, and murmured in a low voice.

A few cold numbers slowly appeared on the screen.

"3---"

"2---"

"1---"

Total darkness.

At the same time, the video before the countdown was directly posted on the Internet, so what appeared in front of everyone was Cyril who had clearly awakened, causing an uproar on the interstellar blog.

"Damn---!" Lin Feng suddenly turned around and ran away, Sabine also quickly unplugged the small terminal he brought, followed closely behind him, and the two rushed out together.