Royal Alchemist

This was the first time Qiuye looked at the Demon Dragon Man under strong light at such a close distance, and finally he was able to see the Demon Dragon Man clearly.

His torso and limbs are not much different except that they are stronger than ordinary humans, but his skin is blue-gray with scales, and it seems to have a certain degree of toughness, not as hard as metal.The tail is his powerful weapon, if it is thrown, it is like being hit with a stick, and now he is firmly tied to the bed.His face was almost human, but he didn't have a voice like a human, only some hoarse and unpleasant sounds in his throat.

A shot of sedative was injected, and the dragon man gradually stopped struggling, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

A researcher picked up the scales on the dragon man's arm and drew a tube of blood, put it into the machine, and soon a test result popped out.

A photo of an imperial soldier wearing a beret appeared on the screen, and a few rows of small words on the lower side: "Edmund Baker, 28 years old, sergeant, mechanical soldier of the 11th Regiment of the 53th Division of the Sirius Legion, enlisted 51 27, once awarded the Silver Eagle...Status: Missing...Family Relations: Father, Walter Baker, 4. Mother, Beth Carter, 1. Spouse, Anne Xue, [-]. Daughter, Eva Baker, [-] years old. Son, Van Beek, [-] year old..."

Akiba suddenly remembered the information about the dragon people he had read. The dragon people would demonize the captured humans into low-level dragon people, and then drive them back into the battlefield to attack humans.

Looking at the face of the dragon man that was exactly the same as in the photo, Qiu Ye's heart was cold and cold.

When everyone saw this person's identity information, they all fell silent in unison. This is a son, a husband, a father, and an imperial soldier who once won honors. Now he has turned into this strange appearance, tied in the The bed screamed.

And human beings like him don't know how many there are in the Dragon Man, and they don't dare to think about the missing figures released after the imperial army was ambushed and defeated by the Demon Dragon Man at the end of last year. been modified.

Qiu Ye stood dumbfounded at the door, unable to move.

With his hands in the pockets of his white coat, Zhu Xifeng ordered the researchers to continue collecting samples with a cold face.Turning around, I saw Qiu Ye: "What are you still doing standing at the door? Come and help."

Qiu Ye dragged his heavy steps to the bedside, seeing the blood drawn, scales cut and nails cut for this Demon Dragon Man named Edmund, he couldn't help sighing: "It's too..."

Zhu Xifeng interrupted coldly: "Don't talk nonsense here."

... Poor... The remaining three words were swallowed back.

A researcher took out a pair of pliers to pull out his scales. I don't know if it was because of the pain, but suddenly his eyes widened, and he struggled desperately, so much that the bed was rattled by him.

"Press him!" Zhu Xifeng yelled.

Qiu Ye ran over to hold one of his hands, the tentacles were cold and slippery, as if they had touched a snake.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A man's voice rushed into Qiuye's brain, he looked up in astonishment, the people around him were either gritting their teeth, or shouting something, no one was crying for pain at all.

"It hurts! Ahhh—"

Qiu Ye took a few steps back in shock, bumped into a soldier who came to help, and fell to the ground.

It's this dragon man who is crying out for pain!

Can he understand the words of the dragon man?

In other words, this is not a language that uses organs to make sounds, but a language that is directly transmitted through the spirit!

This is how the same thing?

Qiuye crawled to the corner with both hands and feet, stood up while leaning on the wall, and pressed against the crack of the wall, staring fixedly at the demon dragon man who was struggling crazily and screaming pain in his head.

When the researcher finally managed to pull out a complete scale, Edmund went limp.

The yelling in his head stopped, and Qiuye also limp against the wall as if he was relieved, afraid that if he moved a little, he would collapse directly. Fortunately, everyone was busy dealing with emergencies, and no one paid attention to him.

But at this moment, Edmund suddenly turned his head to look at Qiuye.

help me……

Qiu Ye's goosebumps popped up again, and her complexion instantly became extremely ugly.

He knows I can understand!

The autumn leaves are completely petrified in the corner.

He was still fighting to stop the dragonman last night, and today a dragonman captive begged himself to save him.

He remembered what Dylan had said to him: You are different from them, your spiritual power, your attributes, you don't belong to them, you belong to us, we dragons, you are our companion.

There are two voices at war in the head.

You are a dragonman, you are our companion, you can even understand our language!

Your fathers have been fighting against the dragon people all their lives, and they died on the battlefield with the dragon people!

Shut up!Say no more!Qiu Ye covered her ears, but the voice was in her head, and there was no way to block it.

"Autumn leaves? Autumn leaves!" Zhu Xifeng opened his hands, "What's wrong? Why are you shaking like this?"

Qiu Ye stared straight, tried her best to control her trembling, the muscles on her neck vibrated slightly: "It's okay, I'm fine!"

Zhu Xifeng sized him up for a while, then said bluntly, "Go outside, don't get in the way here."

"No, no, I'm fine. I ate too little breakfast and my blood sugar is low." Qiu Ye quickly made up nonsense.

Zhu Xifeng's sternness has a strong deterrent effect. If he gently said "Are you uncomfortable, go out and sit for a while", Qiuye will surely go out to rest softly, but he said with a cold face, "Okay, please go away", Qiuye Ye immediately perked up.

Zhu Xifeng didn't force him anymore, and lowered his voice: "Qiuye, I let you participate because of my consideration. The transformation of human beings into demon dragons is a genetic subject. Since you want to study this subject, you need to learn and understand it. Once Do it well if you participate, and don’t let me drive you away halfway.”

Although he didn't speak very well, he was really thinking about Akiba. Researching the captives of the Demon Dragon is a confidential task. The people standing in this research room are high-ranking alchemists and great alchemists, and they are all senior researchers. And Qiuye was able to stand here entirely because of Zhu Xifeng's special approval.

Qiu Ye could not fail to understand this truth, and nodded again and again: "I know, thank you, Dean."

Zhu Xifeng patted his head: "Okay, don't be so nervous, go out and have a glass of water before coming in."

"No, I'm fine!"

"Go if you are told, don't pretend to be me, your face is as white as a ghost." Zhu Xifeng patted his face, and continued to devote himself to the sampling.

-

In the woods behind the school's Heroes' Hall, there is an unremarkable low hut with gray walls and a black roof. There are also some sundries piled up at the door, which looks like a handyman's utility room.

Feng Qi stepped on the chair and raised his head, re-arranged the wiring of a lamp, restored it to its original state, and then tested it, and it turned on and off freely: "It's repaired."

An old man with a hunched back looked at the lamp tremblingly: "Thank you."

Feng Qi patted the ashes on his hands, moved the chair back to the original place, and said casually: "My ability to control the dark attribute is more proficient than before."

The old man stroked the chair with his withered hands, and sat down slowly: "Is that what you felt when you killed the dragonman yesterday?"

"Yes." Feng Qi clenched his fists, his blue eyes were full of excitement, "Thanks to the cultivation methods you taught me."

The old man shook his head: "All I give you are the minutiae, the most important thing is your talent and hard work, and you can indeed adapt to this powerful force."

Feng Qi's eyes fell on the back of the old man's hand, where there was a hideous wound lying quietly, with burn marks on the edge, this kind of wound was very familiar to Feng Qi, more often it appeared on veterans who had gone through countless fierce battles: " Regarding your agreement with me, I think I need to emphasize again. I have my own things to do. As for what you want me to do, if it does not conflict with my goals, I will do my best, but if there is a conflict , I will not compromise easily."

Although Feng Qi's words were not very polite, the old man didn't seem to be angry, the wrinkles on his old face narrowed: "Sit down, young man. You have already said this sentence, there is no need to repeat it again and again."

"If necessary, it's better to say everything clearly in advance."

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly: "You really don't look like a 17-year-old kid at all."

"I was never a child."

"When I see you, I think of someone."

"who?"

The old man knocked on the table with rough hands: "Actually, it's not very similar, but you, like him, are always full of confidence and unwavering. Once you identify something, you will go forward bravely regardless of your own safety."

"Sounds like a nice person." Feng Qi sat on the chair opposite the old man.

The old man chuckled a few times: "Maybe our goals are the same."

Feng Qi raised his eyes and said, "I hope so."

While speaking, Feng Qi's communicator rang, and he glanced at Qiu Ye looking for him: "I'm leaving, I will come to see you in a few days, if you need it, you can find me."

The old man took another look at the repaired lamp and nodded with satisfaction.

-

Qiu Ye waited outside the fighter plane simulation room for a while, and then Feng Qi came.

"Come on! Let's have a few rounds!" Qiu Ye couldn't wait to pull him in.

Feng Qi was staggered by him: "Are you looking for abuse?"

"Look at what you said, is it a gentle, considerate, caring and warm man who agreed to be there on call?"

"When did you agree, who did you agree with?" Feng Qi pulled the back of his head and kissed him.

The two entered the simulation cabin and turned on the online battle mode. Qiu Ye killed several rounds in a row, and even pushed Feng Qi very tightly a few times.

When Lost appeared on the screen again, Qiu Ye yelled angrily: "Ah, obviously I have cornered you!"

Feng Qi was still very relaxed: "Do you want me to let you?"

"Stop bullying people! Come again!" Qiu Ye tapped the start button.

Feng Qi didn't respond immediately: "Are you in a bad mood?"

Although they are in two cabins, the communication is always connected, Qiu Ye's restlessness can be seen by Feng Qi.

After an unknown amount of time, Qiu Ye mumbled, "Feng Qi, do you really like me?"

Feng Qi was inexplicable: "Of course, I never joke about this."

"No matter what I become, do you like it?"

Feng Qi thought of Qiu Ye in her previous life, so indifferent, so ruthless, and her personality was very different from this life's Qiu Ye, but she still liked her without hesitation.

Just when she was about to answer her liking, Qiu Ye jumped up: "Why are you still hesitant? Shouldn't you answer without hesitation that I still like you even if you become a cat or dog?"

Feng Qi smiled slightly: "Even if you become a cat or dog, I still like you."

Qiu Ye's face became hot all of a sudden, how could it be so beautiful when he said a casual sentence when he said it just now?It just melts my heart!

"I just said that casually, and you just..." Qiuye said embarrassedly.

"I didn't say it casually, I'm serious." Feng Qi said seriously.

Qiu Ye secretly smiled for a while, then returned to the topic: "I'm going to the Academy of Sciences today..."

"Qiu Ye." Feng Qi's eyes flickered suddenly, interrupting him, "Shall we find a quiet place to talk?"

Qiu Ye was stunned for a moment before realizing: "Okay."

The two left the simulation training room, which was still the empty classroom they used to go to.The bloody setting sun reflected their faces red, and the phalaenopsis under the window had withered, giving it a more bleak look.The two sat by the window with their shoulders touching.

"Is it not convenient to talk in the training room?" Qiu Ye asked.

"Every move in the simulation cabin, including communications, will be recorded. I don't know what you want to say, but you definitely don't want others to know."

"Today I went to the Academy of Sciences and saw a captured Demon Dragon Man. His name is Edmund."

When Qiu Ye said his name, Feng Qi understood what he was feeling sad for, and put a hand on his shoulder.

"He used to be a soldier of the empire, a soldier who gave his life for the empire, but now he has turned into a man who is not human, and is slaughtered like a guinea pig." Qiu Ye shook his head and sighed.

"He is dead, he was already dead when he was demonized, don't treat him as a human again, the crime he is suffering now is imposed by the dragon people, not you. And you have to look good , what you are doing now is to prevent more people from being harmed by the dragon people."

"I know, but I still feel bad, and..." Qiuye's expression was solemn, as if something was blocked in her throat, she couldn't swallow it when she spit it out, "And...and..."

Feng Qi did not urge him, but silently accompanied him, waiting for him to overcome the difficulties in his heart, and willingly spoke out what was pent up in his heart.

Can you tell him?Should I tell him?

What a sensational thing it is to be able to understand the words of the Demon Dragon Man. If people find out, they will be locked up as the Demon Dragon Man, right?

How would he react if he found out?Will you treat me like a scourge, hate me and kill me on the spot?Or report on me?

No, he won't do this, he said he likes me, no matter what I become, he will like me!

And besides him, who else could I trust?

"I can understand the words of the dragon man." Qiu Ye whispered.

Feng Qi blinked a few times, it seemed that this sentence was a bit unexpected: "What did you say?"

Qiu Ye slowed down his speech: "I said, I can understand the words of the dragon man. I heard Edmund crying for help."

Feng Qi touched his chin: "It's because you have a special mental strength, so you can understand the words of the dragon man? You still have such a magical ability."

This time it's Qiu Ye's turn to be unexpected. Shouldn't normal people find it scary, strange and repulsive?Why did it become a kind of magical ability in Feng Qi's eyes, and why did he still use this kind of admiration?And even thought about the reason, the mental strength is special?

"Wait!" Qiu Ye raised her hand, "Don't you think it's abnormal? No one can understand the words of the dragon man, but I can."

"No one's mental strength is 0."

"so what?"

"You are already very special." Feng Qi's expression became more serious, recalling that the investigation report on Qiu Ye in her previous life showed that Qiu Ye was imprisoned in Atamoa Prison for a full ten years because she was suspected of being a magic dragon man. Looking at it now Come is not groundless.

Qiu Ye's heartstrings suddenly tightened, and she firmly grasped Feng Qi's hand: "Does it really matter what I am?"

There was panic and fear in his eyes, Feng Qi's heart sank, he didn't want to see the negative emotions of panic in these eyes, he hoped that there was only joy in his eyes.Covering it with the other hand, Feng Qi held his hand instead, with a low and forceful voice: "Of course."

"Do you know, once..." Qiuye choked up, "There was a very strange person who said that I was... a dragon..."

Feng Qi didn't show much surprise, but just squeezed his hand tightly.

"I didn't believe it all the time, but I was still very scared. When I came back from the military exercise for the blood test, I also used other people's samples to fool me. After all, if I am not a dragon, why can I understand them again? What?" At this point, Qiuye didn't know whether she was nervous or anxious, and took a few breaths.

Feng Qi lowered his head and didn't speak for a long time.

Qiu Ye became even more anxious: "Tell me what you think, you won't... you won't..."

A gentle smile appeared on Feng Qi's face, his eyes were shining brightly, he slowly leaned over, pressed a kiss on Qiu Ye's cheek, and whispered in his ear: "Thank you."

"What are you talking about, what are you thanking me for?" Qiu Ye rubbed her face in bewilderment.

"Thank you for trusting me. Even telling me these old things, I'm very touched." The kisses fell on his ears and neck, making him itchy.

Qiu Ye's heart was also turbulent: "I just think that since I have said it, I will tell you everything."

"If you weren't sincere to me, you definitely wouldn't say it. I'm very happy, I haven't been that happy for a long time, a long time, a long time..." Feng Qi pressed against his head, rubbing against his head like a giant dog , his voice was deep and soft, and the word "long time" was like an echo hovering in his ears, so soft that it penetrated into the bottom of his heart.

Fengqi licked Qiuye's ear, nibbling a small piece of flesh on his earlobe with his teeth as if playing with it, sliding the tip of his tongue along the outline of his ear, slowly drawing out the whole shape, and piercing into his ear hole as if provocatively lick.

The ear is a sensitive part of Qiuye, after being touched by him, he immediately shrunk his neck and gasped: "Oh, don't touch it...it's itchy...um..."

Feng Qi intensified, locked his other shoulder to prevent him from moving, and sprayed hot and humid breath against his ear.

"Feng Qi..." Qiu Ye turned her head away.

"I'm here..." Feng Qi squeezed his chin and twisted it around, "Don't move!"

This low shout was short and powerful, Qiu Ye raised her eyes to look at Feng Qi, her icy blue eyes were stained with a faint red, I don't know if it was because of the setting sun or something else.

The next moment, Feng Qi kissed her down.

This kiss was more domineering and urgent than usual, it directly opened his teeth and penetrated into his mouth like a siege of a city, without any room for hesitation or thinking.

When Qiuye was thinking about whether to hook his neck to respond to the kiss, Fengqi's tongue and jaw suddenly clicked, and a bloody smell poured into his mouth.Just when Qiu Ye was suspicious, Feng Qi bit it up, and the tip of his tongue hurt, and he bit it into pieces.

"Hmm..." Qiu Ye, who was defenseless, trembled in pain, and wanted to lean back, but Feng Qi just hugged his back, and the two bodies were pressed closer.

Tongues stirred, and the blood of the two men mixed together.

Suddenly, a strange feeling enveloped the two of them.

Qiu Ye only felt comfortable all over, as if she was in the ocean, surrounded by warm and moist sea water, she felt extremely at ease deep in her heart, she didn't have to think about anything, she didn't have to worry about anything, all she needed to do was relax her limbs and follow the rippling sea water Ups and downs, go with the flow.

Where the water and the sky meet, a ray of sunlight shines into the blue sea water, shining on the world like the holy light in heaven.The fluctuation of the current became more intense, Feng Qi suddenly appeared in his ocean world, pushed aside the sea water from a distance, and swam to him like a nimble fish.Qiu Ye opened her arms, Feng Qi swam into his arms, and the two embraced tightly.

The senses became wonderful, the six senses of the two seemed to be connected, they could feel the emotions in each other's hearts, they could hear some indistinct voices, and they could feel the presence of each other even with their eyes closed.

After a long time, the illusory ocean world disappeared, and they were still in the empty classroom, and the setting sun turned redder.

"It's so wonderful." Feng Qi sighed, he sucked his tongue, it still hurts to bite it.

Qiu Ye was completely stunned, and his spiritual world had a slight change: "This is... what?"

"Spiritual bond, the spiritual bond established between alchemists." Feng Qi stared at Qiu Ye, "As long as the bond is still there, our spirits are connected, you can feel me, and I can feel you."

The sources of power of alchemists are all established in their respective spiritual worlds, so this kind of connection in the spiritual world is extremely intimate, no less than physical intimate contact, and people who are not close cannot do it.

Qiu Ye's heart was about to pop out of his chest: "Is this considered a spiritual bond?" Although I have read it in books, I always thought it was far away, so I never thought about it in depth, and I personally experienced it. It is a completely different feeling to read the text description.

"It's only temporary and the bond will go away in about two weeks."

"Then what is the long-term?"

Feng Qi flicked his hand on his shoulder quickly: "What do you think?"

Qiu Ye slowly turned his face away, because he had just established a bond, so he had a particularly strong perception of the other party's inner activities, at this moment he clearly felt some unspoken impulse in Feng Qi's heart.