It hurts to touch me [Interstellar]

Some births, even if they are "brand new", are bound to usher in "severe beatings".

Li Ou's eyes widened, and he felt his field of vision expand and become clearer in the shaking, as if something had faded from his cheeks a little bit.

From clenched knuckles? Fresh pain from impact.

——This pain is different from the pain that would tear him apart from the inside. The more painful his body is, the greater his strength will be. And the greater his strength, as long as he sees the twisted face of the other party, Li Ou will feel happy physically and mentally. , Attention will only focus on this fresh feeling.

Even if the Chaos Lord has come to his senses and launched a counterattack, Li Ou instinctively senses that there is no difference between the tyrant and the tyrant.

Maybe the white death knell is comparable to his own strength, but the "chaos lord" in front of him is like a violent baby, unable to gather his own strength, and can only attack with brute force and go on a rampage.

Li Ou suddenly stopped his movements, which caused him to be punched by the opponent, and he turned his head when he was punched, but when Li Ou slowly raised his eyes, it was doomed to end the game.

The blue arm waved towards him, and the surrounding air suddenly shook. Li Ou grabbed the incompetent fist like lightning, and the spiritual force of the collision made the long blood-red hair flutter again disobediently.

Li Ou stared at the other party's pupils which seemed to tremble a little.

Under the circumstance that the "blue tyrant" seemed unaware, Li Ou's mature spiritual power had completely enveloped the other party. Can't remember? Who am I? Who, but only one thought——

destroy!

The Chaos Lord raised his head in pain, fell to the ground with his knees unsupported, and knelt down in front of Li Ou.

Li Ou looked at it fascinated, the pressure in the air was getting bigger and bigger, the gravel under his feet shattered at the same time, shattered again, and turned into powder, the ground began to sink, The sand became compacted, and in the end, Li Ou's feet felt like he was stepping on a rock.

The newborn tyrant in front of him has been squeezed to the ground.

It struggled hard, but at a certain moment, the ends of its short blue hair disappeared into the air first.

Then came? Fingers, then? Feet, then?

Li Ou suddenly raised his hand, grabbing a wisp of mental energy that escaped from the air.

At this moment, Li Ou is no longer? himself? himself, but an "it".

Crazy, greedy, and sadistic, Redthorn senses where this wisp of spiritual power is fleeing to——

Just behind him.

The Chaos Lord had apparently returned to that sandbox-like storm after his disintegration, and the human body of the new tyrant might be there.

The blood-red tyrant turned around bluntly, still clinging to the wisp of spiritual power, its murderous eyes revealed the desire to further crush his bones, even if he almost wanted to follow his desire, to The search continued in the storm——

【grown ups……】

After a few seconds, the thin red feet stopped moving on the gravel.

Li Ou's vision became narrow again? His body was so heavy.

They stayed where they were, and felt that their facial features became blurred, which made it difficult for them to "breathe".

He bent over tiredly and hunched over, but thought in his heart—he seemed to have a strange auditory hallucination just now?

But for some reason, Li Ou couldn't lift his feet.

They had a premonition that if they hunted down the Chaos Lord of the Empire now, they would regret it very much and suffer even more intense pain attacks.

Just such a moment of distraction, the familiar feeling of disintegration came, the limbs became light, and the body seemed to melt.

Li Ou lowered his head and watched helplessly as the hands of his spiritual body disappeared like bubbles. He felt a feeling of falling. He closed his eyes and his vision penetrated into the darkness.

……

Li Ou snorted? He struggled to open his eyes.

The body was stiff and cold, as if they were lying on a block of ice.

Li Ou's head was roaring, pain was everywhere, and his whole body seemed to be falling apart.

For a long time, he seemed to struggle to get up from a three-day and three-night hangover, manipulating his stiff neck and looking around.

Good guy, after a while, Osmani's mech was almost buried by the sandstorm? Sand dunes piled up on one side, and only Leo's lying hand was clean.

Li Ou staggered to his feet, grunting unavoidably. His muscles seemed to be severely strained, right? No matter how he moved, he was in excruciating pain.

hiss--

The last time I released my spiritual body, I was in a coma for at least a day and a night, and I also had a similar experience after waking up, and it only eased after a week.

Really? Is? This body is far worse than the previous life.

"1—2...3—hiss—4..." Li Ou gritted his teeth, recited the Arabic numerals silently, counted to ten and then counted down, and then started from the beginning again, just like this? In the endless pain? The cockpit of the armor.

"Open the hatch," Li Ou knocked weakly on the hatch outside, "Osmani!" After waiting for a long time, when Leo didn't know how many times he knocked, his eyes went black. His arm slipped and he fell on the hatch.

"laugh--"

The space under him was suddenly empty, the hatch opened suddenly, and Li Ou slid in.

Lying on the bulkhead and taking off the protective mask, Leo was no longer surprised by the smell of blood. Anyway, the occasion where Osmani was was was always so messy.

Li Ou waited for a few seconds before getting up again?

Turn to the center of the cockpit, the huge semi-open mech cockpit fusion cabin, where Osmani lies quietly.

Li Ou rummaged to find the first aid kit, and it didn't take much effort to see Osmani's wound clearly—there was a hole in the back of the fusion cabin used to drive the mech, and the metal fragments produced by the explosion were now branched out. On Osmani's flank.

Osmani's pupils looked a lot darker at this moment. His eyes were half-opened and half-closed, looking at Li Ou calmly.

"grown ups……"

Osmani made a vague sound.

The sound instantly coincided with the auditory hallucination before the red thorn, and Li Ou felt a sharp heartache, and his stomach tightened.

Leo once again felt at a loss about the physiological phenomenon of the interstellar people.

It is said that there is no bond, no bond, why? Why do I always get such a big impact? !

Osmani rolled his throat several times before he made a sound, "I'm going to die," he said softly.

Osmani talked about his own life and death, and it was not much different from letting others die, but his voice was more vague than usual, "My lord... now? Can I get close to you?"

Li Ou's non-response was taken as acquiescence by Osmani, and his dazed expression revealed a hint of joy.

Osmani opened his mouth slightly, and sucked in the air hissingly, as if he had already accumulated his strength, and really moved his dying body.

Li Ou tried to stand on the sidelines, but when Osmani's abdominal wound was pulled recklessly, he took the initiative to approach Osmani.

"Don't move, I'm already here?"

Osmani was helped back to his original position by Li Ou, and his body was once again trapped in the soft jelly of the fusion cabin.

Li Ou quickly treated Osmani's wound.

Osmani was obedient and didn't move any more. He just looked at Li Ou's face calmly. After a while, those eyes were about to close with sleepiness.

"My lord..." Osmani murmured as if he had deep doubts about something, "Why? Why can you hug other? People... But never? Won't you hug me?"

Li Ou heard this question, although his subordinates did not stop their movements, they still couldn't help lowering their eyes.

"Because..." Li Ou's throat rolled due to dryness, and when he looked at Osmani again, he cleared his throat.

"...Because a hug," Leo said calmly, "is not enough for you, Osmani."

"What now?" Osmani's lips twitched slightly, trying to show a cute smile: "I won't ask for more..." His mental body has collapsed, and his body is also on the verge of death, he? It's also like I don't plan to survive at all.

"My lord..." Osmani said dreamily? "Hold me..."

Li Ou wanted to see Osmani's expression clearly, but the other party had already closed his eyes.

Without those inorganic pupils, how harmless is this indistinguishable face?

Osmani remained silent.

At this moment, Li Ou suddenly became quiet in his heart, and the discomfort in all parts of his body disappeared. Li Ou looked at Osmani in confusion. Back to the ordinary Li Ou.

He approached Osmani slowly, touched the underside of the cold shoulder blades with both hands, picked him up lightly, and then Li Ou tightened his arms, and Osmani's head fell back on Li Ou Ou shoulders, thus forming a hug.

Li Ou closed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth moved down uncontrollably. He was feeling the strange body under his hand.

Across the uniform, the still warm spine, the muscles are uniform and thin, hugging like this? Sure enough, it's still a child.

Li Ou's mental power firmly penetrated the opponent's skin, exploring deep into the blood vessels.

"Osmani," Li Ou opened his eyes halfway, his voice was soft as if he was talking to himself, and he couldn't help giving an order: "Stay here."

Osmani's body trembled for a while, it seemed that it was because of the severe pain caused by Leo, and also like joy, because his two stiff and hesitant arms slowly hugged Li Ou back.

……

After some time passed, sweat broke out on Li Ou's forehead, and it became cold again. The arms around his back instantly relaxed, and Li Ou stopped using his mental power.

Osmani's breathing can still be heard in his ears, even if it is as weak as a child's.

Li Ou was in a daze for a while, and finally patted Osmani on the back.

Just as he was about to put Osmani back in the fusion cabin, Li Ou's body tightened suddenly, and his originally loose embrace was instantly like an iron hoop, and he brought Li Ou into the cabin seat together.

"Don't go..."

Leo's stiff body eased a little. He raised his eyes and found that Osmani hadn't regained consciousness.

But when he moved his arm, Osmani would only tighten his grip?

Finally, he was awakened by Li Ou's movement, and the light gray pupils appeared in front of Leo again, although Osmani's eyes were only barely opened a gap.

"Hmm..." Osmani moaned lightly, and after a while, he said like sleepwalking: "I smell it, my lord, finally..."

Li Ou was extremely exhausted, and it was almost dark before his eyes, but he didn't dare to let his consciousness disappear.

Because, as they said, for Osmany, a hug is not enough.

Li Ou finally sighed.

Smell what, Ming? Ming? There are inhibitors, this fool.