Zerg Regent[Transmigration Book]

"For a long time."

Kahn wondered if he had guessed wrongly. Egg laying was not production. It would not take long. At this moment, ten females lined up to produce ten eggs each. As we all know, high-level females can only lay one egg at a time.

Mu Ling's mood also turned from embarrassment to anxiety, it really shouldn't take so long.

"Maybe the leader really has something to deal with?" Kahn smiled dryly, speculating against his will.

"I'll go and look for him." Mu Ling stood up, he was troubled by anxiety, so he called the system in his mind - the furball who was fishing and rolling in the central city building received the signal, and became excited like never before: this is It was the first time that the host took the initiative to call him online!

"Yes, system number 003 is at your service."

Are you planning to go back to inherit the throne, or have you decided to attack the empire?

"Find his location." Mu Ling ordered.

"Eh?"

"Don Ross."

Maoqiu finally found out that the female worm that was supposed to be inseparable from Mu Ling was missing. Didn't she say she was going to be the host's bodyguard? Why did she leave her post without authorization?

Fortunately, his host liked this female very much, so he probably wouldn't abandon him because of this.

The system gave the general direction, Mu Ling walked away, and Kahn was stunned: This buddy is serious, he really wants to throw his delicate sub-female in the wilderness!

Kahn's hair is sticking out

Do you want to catch up?He asked himself, but if he planted a hole again, no females would catch him out.

Don't you want to chase?The cold wind blows all around, the night is dark, and there seems to be something else mixed with the sound of snow falling in the snow... What if there are wild animals?

This thought shocked Kahn, and he hurriedly got up and chased after him: "Hey, wait!"

Mu Ling walked very fast, faster than when he came. The thick snow was dragged into two long marks by his legs, and it was snowing again, not the kind of soft snowflakes that fell gently like goose feathers, but the unique polar snowflakes. Yes, snow flakes cut into sharp blades by the severe winter wind.

The snow and the wind blew over his head and face, making it very difficult to move forward. Mu Ling went forward against the wind like a ruthless one. The system showed that Don Ross hadn't moved in that position for a long time.

Is he injured?Or did the discovery leave them to fight alone?

Kahn's voice behind him was cut into pieces by the wind, and became indistinct. Mu Ling knew that he was following, so he was not worried. The boundless guesswork had captured all of his mind--soon, a gust of wind colder than the cold wind and snow The breath froze him.

blood.

How could there be blood?

Is it his?is he really hurt?

Mu Ling ran wildly, and the system kept sending out warnings about a depression ahead. He ran one deep and one shallow, and almost fell down the landslide several times. Finally, a lonely dead tree appeared in his sight.

The tree is huge, and it has stood here for an unknown period of time. The roots have merged with the earth, and it is impossible to distinguish whether it is wood or stone, so it was not blown down by the wild north wind.

Mu Ling saw the familiar figure lying under the tree, and ran over, calling his name.

"Don Ross!"

It was blood, there were no traces of fighting around, the blood was his own, Mu Ling's heart was beating wildly, and when he got closer, he saw the white ground under him was scarlet.

He couldn't believe this scene, and rushed over like crazy. The female was lying on her side under the tree, half of her body was buried in the snow.He dug him out and found that his face was pale, his whole body was cold and almost temperatureless, and he was completely unconscious.

"Don Ross, Don Ross... what's going on? How..." Who hurt him?Who can hurt him?

Mu Ling untied the cloak to wrap him in, glanced over, but found no obvious external wounds, where did the blood come from?

"Maybe it's the egg-laying period?" Kahn's words flashed in his mind like a thunderbolt

His pupils shrank suddenly, his whole body became stiff, and suddenly he felt that everything in the world became slow, including his own movements. He slowly stretched out his hand under the female insect, and the coagulated blood slowly flowed to his hand, and the female insect slightly The undetectable breath slowly sprinkled on his neck...

Mu Ling's hands were shaking... He looked aside, and there was a blood-stained egg lying there.

It is the egg-laying period.

"Host..." Fuqiu's voice was rarely tense.

"Shut up!" He choked up:

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"

He was a little hysterical, and he wrapped Don Los more tightly, trying to stop the damn cold wind from attacking.

"Mu Lin! Mu Lin! Ouch, my mother...you run too fast..."

Kahn managed to catch up and almost shed tears in the wind. It's great that he didn't fall into any pit. He was about to accuse him of abandoning him, but when he approached, he smelled blood, so he couldn't help slowing down, and his voice became cautious :"what happened?"

"roll."

Mu Ling shouted hoarsely. Through the raging wind and snow, Kahn saw his red eyes and his heart skipped a beat. He swallowed and saw something in his arms: "That's... the leader?"

"I said, get out!"

There was a loud bang in Kahn's ears—dead?

His legs went limp and he fell on the snow, his eyes dropped, he saw the blood-stained egg beside him, he raised his head quickly, and found that Mu Ling buried his face in Don Ross's hair, unable to see his expression clearly.

No female lays eggs that bleed so much, that's what a normal female's body is made for.

The premise is normal females.

Kahn's eyes straightened, and he suddenly remembered that his brother once chatted with him. In order to avoid the female's betrayal, some males would use a special lock to lock the female's mouth. Will untie, but this male is generally in a bad mood.

He thought it was nonsense at the time, with the spiritual mark, there is no way for a female to betray a male, and there is no lock, but he remembered that his brother couldn't help sneering: They want to play, they don't make excuses, they may betray today, but they will be threatened tomorrow , sometimes even without any excuse, just curious to see.

Let's see what kind of embarrassment the female insect can be at that time.

Low-ranking females lay frequent eggs and are the easiest victims of the curiosity of those males.

If it is not untied, the eggs will sometimes shatter in the stomach and scratch the internal organs, and many females die of intestinal rot.

An unwarranted horror gripped Kahn's internal organs, he didn't know that high-level females would encounter such things...

Those males are not afraid, high-level females have their own fans, and the more powerful ones have the support of their families, not to mention their own terrifying force...

What's more, how could he encounter such a shocking weapon like Don Ross?

Kahn looked at the worm in Mu Ling's arms, and saw a pale skin that was not covered by the cloak. He didn't realize it, because the birth of the egg had already torn the soft tissue in his abdominal cavity.

But he will get better, relying on the strong recovery power of the female, he can recover in two or three days, but as long as that one is locked, he will be torn open again and again at the most defenseless parts.

Kahn finds all this incredible, but he can't do anything about it.

Mu Ling is not like that, he was immersed in the absurdity of this world, and the female's cold blood poured on his heart like boiling oil, making him angry in vain.

As long as he imagined that in the past that he couldn't get in, Don Ross was crushed on the ground by another male with a broken leg, and the anger was enough to tear his heart and lungs.

"Host..." The system's voice was rarely sad.

"I'm going to kill him..."

He didn't even know who it was, the red eyes were occupied by killing intent, but the culprit might have been beheaded, the system should have told him it was impossible, but it didn't.

Maybe it didn't dare, maybe it couldn't bear it, it was silent as if it had never been noisy.

"Okay, cough... we have to get the leader to a warmer place..." Kahn really didn't dare to provoke Mu Ling at this time, but these words must be said, otherwise the seriously injured female will die in the continuous hypothermia.

Thanks to Mu Ling who insisted on looking for it, otherwise what they found tomorrow would most likely be the leader's body.

How could Mu Ling not know, he punched hard on the ground beside him a few times, Kahn was so frightened that he didn't move, watching bloodstains appear on the snow beside him, the man exhaled, raised his head and calmed down a lot.

"You take the package," Mu Ling said, "follow me when you leave, don't fall."

Kahn nodded hastily.

Mu Ling picked up Don Los's blood-stained pants and the egg, fastened his cloak and wrapped his own around him. Kahn also took off his coat when he saw this, but Mu Ling refused. He said: "Put on well, you are freezing to death here, I don't have the energy to drag your body."

Kahn was kindly treated as the liver and lungs of a donkey, and he wanted to cry but had no choice but to wear it.

Mu Ling picked up Tang Luosi's leg, and then moved, the female in his arms let out an unconscious cry of pain: "Uh...no..."

Mu Ling paused, a little at a loss, Kahn said in a low voice, "Maybe the wound was pressed."

The system also said: "The wound is inside, whether it is hugged or back, it will be squeezed, there is no way."

Mu Ling nodded, and his movements were lighter. He put the female's head on his shoulders, keeping a posture that didn't put much pressure on his abdominal cavity.

Kahn didn't dare to ask why Mu Ling suddenly became so powerful. He was full of curiosity, but he still explained to himself: This should not be the strength of human beings, but the strength of love.

This time the system guided the way, and they moved faster, but the road to the destination was still rough, Mu Ling set his feet cautiously, and it was inevitable that he would stumble and hope, worried that the nervousness of falling into his arms would make his forehead sweat. Khan was quickly blown into ice by the wind, his face was covered with frost, and he could hardly see the way ahead...

That does not work.

Right now, the wind and snow are blowing, and Kahn is a simple-minded worm, so he shouldn't be suspicious... He should be more careful, let alone...

Now Don Los is in dire need of spiritual reassurance.

He hardened his heart, and the mental power belonging to the S-level male insect slowly spread. Kahn only felt that Dongfeng was no longer aggressive, and the road seemed to be much easier. He was a little surprised, but his brain turned around, and he began to be complacent about his foot strength Great progress.

If you can't cut a jade, you can't make a weapon, and your legs can't live up to your strength. This is how an excellent worm is honed. In the future, he will also be a worm who can be entrusted with important tasks.

They finally reached the end of the trip, a geothermal spring.

"It's a sulfur hot spring." Kahn smelled the smell, heaved a sigh of relief, took a big step over Mu Ling, quickly put down his luggage beside a boulder next to the spring, took off his coat and cloak and spread it on the ground: "Quick, put the leader here. "

Mu Ling lightly put Don Ross down, opened the fabric that wrapped him, and saw that the face underneath was drenched in cold sweat, his heart ached, he took out a square towel from his pocket and handed it to Kahn: "Go and get wet."

He hugged Don Ross and leaned against the stone beside the spring, took the hot towel brought back by Kahn and wiped his face.

Kahn tactfully walked around to another hot spring. Next, Mu Ling would have to clean up the blood on Tang Luosi's body. He was afraid that if he took a second look, his eyes would be plucked off by cruel humans.

Because this is a conservative human being.

Kahn choked speechlessly, feeling that his fate was ill-fated, but the more difficult female was unconscious in Mu Ling's arms. Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing, and resigned himself to his job - installing the signal transmitter.

If they don't get it together, they won't be able to go back tomorrow.

Mu Ling took off Don Ross's clothes soaked in cold sweat, which were soaked in snow water, and he had spare clothes in his backpack. He took them out and changed them for him. During his movements, he unavoidably disturbed the wounds still bubbling in his body, and the female groaned With a sound, he held his hand weakly.

Mu Ling stopped his movements, and after a moment of silence, he slowly removed the undershirt stuck to his chest.

The hot air wrapped in the cold wind was still icy, Don Ross shivered, opened his eyes, saw that it was Mu Ling, and slowly closed them again.

He wasn't sure if this was a dream, but even Mu Ling in the dream could make him feel at ease.

"Mu Lin..." The female worm made a raving voice, and Mu Ling moved her face closer: "It's me."

The female instinctively leaned towards him, whispering like a dream: "It's a bit cold."

Mu Ling probed the spring water, his tentacles were hot, and he didn't know if it was suitable for soaking. The system reminded him that it was okay, but he had to pay attention to his range of movements, so as not to aggravate his internal bleeding. Mu Ling knew this without saying it.

Don Ross was completely awakened by the colic pain in his abdomen. He bit down on the pain that came out of his mouth, and opened his eyes to see Zhong Muling's face surrounded by water mist. Seeing that he was awake, he asked softly, "How bad is the pain?"

Don Ross closed his eyes again - he found it.

A gentle and wet kiss fell on the eyelids, and Don Ross's eyelashes trembled. He tried to move his sore leg to break away from Mu Ling's embrace, but Mu Ling stopped him with his hands and feet: "Don't move around, don't move!" Know how deep it is."

"Let go, I'm heavy."

"...you are dreaming." Mu Ling's breath began to tremble, and his lips pressed against his earlobe, and his vague voice clearly conveyed the meaning: "Dreams are not allowed, I will let go of your dreams."

The author has something to say: Thank you little angel, ahhh why are you so warm, I will close my eyes and make more changes!