A different way of living in interstellar rebirth

"Go in!" Arnold was pushed and almost fell to the ground. His father, mother, and Archer were all locked in this palace, but it was probably the smallest and most deserted in the whole palace. The palace is the place where the tablet of the Queen of the Yuan Dynasty is enshrined.

Here they will spend the rest of their lives, held together like domestic animals, waiting to be slaughtered.Arnold sat on the ground blankly, not wanting to get up, his ears were filled with the coughing of his father.Archer huddled in the corner like a quail, looking deeply educated.Queen Mary no longer showed her gentleness and tact, her hair was messy, and she didn't wear a single accessory on her body. What was she doing for most of her life?All ruined, all ruined!

When Cameo came to the door, what he saw was such a scene. The atmosphere in the room was extremely oppressive. The old emperor was lying on the bed coughing desperately, Queen Mary was sitting disheveled on the ground beside the bed and crying, and Arnold was sitting on the ground. On the ground by the door, Archer sat against a corner, with his head in his knees.

"Have you figured it out?" Miss Marsali, no, she is the queen now, and the crystal crown matches her golden hair very well.

"Well," Kemiou walked up to Arnold and hugged him into his arms. Such a proud person might not be able to bear such a blow!

"You?! It's you! It's all you! You are the dead star, you seduced my Arnold. He was supposed to be the emperor and had a brilliant life! Now it's all ruined, ruined in the hands of you bitch, A lowly woman is as disgusting as a worm in the mud!" Queen Mary cursed Comeo with vicious words, but Comeo just hugged Arnold, who seemed to be somewhat demonic, and softly called his name.

Empress Marshall sighed, and asked the palace servants to close the door of the main hall. From today onwards, it was her time, and the next thing to deal with was those old and stubborn ones.

Wan Qijue couldn't see all this anymore, he had already set foot on the land of New Lanxing, and the first thing he saw was that prince whom he had met once.

"Is there something wrong?" Wan Qijue only brought one person over, that is the little follower Amanda, and the other students were placed in other places.

"No." Prince Mohammed still occupied the sofa in the living room.

Ever since Wan Qijue separated from other classmates, he knew that there was a grand banquet waiting for him. Last time he killed a man who seemed to be a disciple of a nobleman in New Lanxing, but seeing that the person who came was Prince Mohammed, he was also a little nervous. Strange, doesn't this person need to go back to his own planet!

Wan Qijue ignored him and chose a bedroom. The best way to deal with such shameless things was to ignore him.

"This room is mine," Prince Mohammed leaned against the wall by the door, crossing his arms, wanting to see Wan Qijue's reaction.

"Hey, why are you talking to yourself, this is our room, where did you get your bedroom!" Amanda, who was packing her luggage, was not happy. There are two bedrooms in this house, and he wants to Take one, what about yourself!No, that's not the point, the point is what is the purpose of this person staying here so shamelessly?Could it be that he fell in love with Jue Shao's beauty?

Muhammad looked at Amanda coldly, forcing him to swallow back what he wanted to say. The hairs all over Amanda's body stood up, as if he was being watched by a lone wolf, and the fear of death welled up in his heart.

"I want this one, Amanda, take your luggage in." Wan Tujue's words sounded like the sound of heaven, and Amanda hurried in with her luggage as if fleeing for her life.

Wan Qijue glanced at Prince Muhammad who pretended nothing happened, "He is mine."

"You say that, but I want to kill him even more. What should I do?" Muhammad propped his arms on the wall, trapping Wan Qijue in the center, so close that the boy's skin could barely see the pores , the slender neck was so fragile that it could be broken in an instant.

"You can give it a try." Wan Qijue was very indifferent. He pushed the man's arm away and walked into the bedroom. He may not be able to beat him, but it shouldn't be too bad, and the weapon in his hand There are a lot of hidden cards, all of which the opponent doesn't understand, so it's not to the point where he needs to worry. His purpose will be known one day, and there is no need to worry about other things for the time being.

Amanda secretly peeked out of the room while taking things out, scaring the baby to death, the man made himself shrink back with just one look, and when he could become that kind of person, Amanda clenched his fist to cheer himself up.

"Okay, you go out," Wan Qijue started to chase people away.

"Young Master Jue...then where should I sleep?" It would be better to kill him than let him fight that man for a room.

"The living room," Wan Tujue didn't intend to help him out at all.

"Young Master Jue..." Amanda grimaced, how could this be, he didn't want to sleep on the sofa.

"Get out," Wan Tujue said, lying on the bed, exhausted of patience.

Amanda backed out with a sad face, it was all the man's fault, what kind of trouble did she come here if she didn't return to her own planet!

Wan Qijue started a two-point and one-line life again. There are people from all planets in the school, and there are also malicious things from New Blue Star, but they are all small troubles, so there is no need to pay attention to them.The only habit that has changed seems to be Dickens' harassing text messages from time to time!

"I'll take you to a good place," Prince Mohammed, who hadn't seen him for a few days, suddenly appeared.

"Not interested," Wan Qijue was flipping through the materials borrowed from the library. About the origin of human practice, who exactly started the path of cultivation, and who divided this power , as well as training methods and auxiliary medicines, etc., it was interesting to watch, but I was very upset when I was disturbed.

"Just ask me these things, and I will take you to an absolutely exciting place." Prince Mohammed did not give up easily.

Amanda learned her lesson this time and didn't interrupt, anyway, Jue Shao had her own idea.

"Exciting place?" Wan Qijue raised his head and looked at His Royal Highness.

"Yes, let's go and have a look." Muhammad's expression seemed to be abducting minors.

Wan Qijue put down the book in his hand, "Let's go and read it. If it's not exciting enough, we'll find something else." I've been busy recently, and I was looking for someone to practice my skills, and someone came to my door .

"If the stimulus the beauty is talking about is some kind of exercise, why don't we omit the prelude!" Prince Mohammed moved his face closer, "Huh?"

"What did you say?" Wan Qijue narrowed his eyes, there was something wrong with this prince.

"I said how about omitting the prelude?" Prince Mohammed didn't understand.

Wan Qijue took a step back and looked the prince up and down, "Let's go! Let's see what can irritate His Highness the Prince."

However, when Wan Qijue stepped into a resplendent and resplendent hall, he smelled a pungent smell of blood as soon as he entered the door. There were a lot of people inside, and the air was very turbid.

"Is this the good place you said?" Wan Qijue squinted at Prince Mohammed, his eyes full of suspicion.

"It was my negligence. Don't let this place stain your eyes. Just turn right and go upstairs." Prince Mohammed apologized without a trace of apology, which seemed very insincere.

Wan Qijue walked upstairs. This is a Colosseum. To put it bluntly, it is also a kind of gambling, just like betting on which beast wins.

"What's so exciting about this, it's just two wild beasts." Upstairs are all noble children, all watching the beast fighting performance in Taichung with great interest. The white-haired lion has been stained red with blood, and the flowers fighting with it The leopard is also scarred and dying.

"Don't you like it?" Prince Mohammed leaned against the railing, with his back to the bull arena, and his face turned towards Wan Qijue.

"Fortunately," Wan Qijue and the others were in the high private room, "I'm just a little disappointed, um..." Wan Qijue's eyes widened, and the man opposite actually kissed him when he turned his head.

Prince Muhammad knew very well that he would accept it as soon as he saw it, and let go of his two seductive lips before Wan Qijue bit his tongue.

"It's delicious, is it exciting enough?" Prince Mohammed licked his lips and made a very ambiguous expression.

"The technology is too bad," Wan Qijue wiped his lips, and threw the silk scarf aside, as if there was something dirty.The shamelessness of the people here has refreshed Wan Qijue's three views. He used to think that this kind of thing was done to his lover, and he did it behind his back and behind closed doors. The people here seem to be They don't seem to have any moral integrity. It's so strange that they go to bed as soon as they go to bed, go their separate ways after sleeping, and forget each other in the rivers and lakes.The prince in front of him is no exception. To put it bluntly, he is interested in his skin and wants a one-night stand, but he has good patience and has been waiting for at least a month.This wet kiss reminded Wan Qijue of Rong Hua again. Rong Hua's kiss was very light and gentle, as if kissing his own belief, without a trace of lust. The deepest contact between the two was Now, it's because the cultivators are pure-hearted and ascetic. In the past, Wan Qijue believed so firmly, but... Wan Qijue laughed, why did he think of him again.

Wan Qijue felt a pain in his chin, and grabbed his chin with one hand, "Who are you thinking about?"

"What does it have to do with you!" Wan Qijue frowned, the prince's control was too lenient.

Prince Muhammad only felt very irritable in his heart. He held the back of Wan Tujue's head and printed his lips on it, brutally biting the mouth that always said unpleasant things.

Wan Qijue didn't stand still for a moment, and took a few steps back, leaning his back against the wall. Prince Mohammed grabbed Wan Qijue's hands and pressed his body against them. His hands also began to be dishonest, and got into Wan Qijue's clothes inside.

Muhammad froze for a moment, and slowly let go of Wan Tujue. There was a dagger on his waist, and the owner of the dagger was looking at him coldly, "Do you want to continue?"