The Vicious Villain is Beauty and the Strong [Quick Transmigration]

Imperial Laboratories

Xue Jin hugged the artificial man and sat on a high seat, "Professor Tong, you must have received the distress message from S-173, right?"

"General Xue, this attack came too suddenly." Professor Tong glanced at the person in Xue Jin's arms, the corner of his mouth curled up, "I heard that a new interstellar vortex has appeared."

"According to my subordinates, this vortex is not accidental." Professor Tong's face was still aching, he endured the pain, and respectfully said to Xue Jin, "Maybe he can be a helping hand for us."

Xue Jin's expression changed, and soon he had that half-smile expression again.

It's just that the little man in his arms felt the strength of the hand around his waist suddenly strengthened, and he called out in unison, "General, your waist is going to be broken by your pinch."

This face is exactly the same as Ling Feng's, but unfortunately the tone is too soft, without the slightest demeanor of Ling Feng.

If it is similar, He Qing is more like Ling Feng in the past.

Although the two artificial humans were made by him, in his heart He Qing seemed to be much better than the screaming artificial human in front of him.

He Qing is an S-level power user.

Professor Tong suppressed all his thoughts, smiled at Xue Jin and said, "This subordinate has just tested the particle composition of the interstellar vortex transmitted by He Qing, and found that there is a component that absorbs supernatural powers."

"Oh?" Xue Jin suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, and pushed the person on him away casually.

The artificial man slipped to the ground like a piece of paper, and let out another soft cry of pain.

"Continue." Xue Jin said seriously.

"My lord, as long as we can extract these particles and apply them to weapons, then the whole universe will be yours." Professor Tong knelt down on the ground, keeping his posture very low, "My lord, My subordinate implores you to send troops to check the place where S-173 fell in space, and bring back more vortex particles."

"The king will not agree." Xue Jin let out a long sigh of relief, "You also know that the empire cannot bear any losses now."

After Ling Feng's death, the fighting power of the empire plummeted. I don't know why, until now the entire empire is still living on its laurels.

The myth created by Li Yi no longer exists, and other planets are staring at them.

"The general can send his own people." Professor Tong looked into Xue Jin's eyes after saying this, "I don't intend to offend the general, but you and I both know the current situation of the empire. There is no fresh blood. Doomed to decline."

The artificial man listened quietly.

Xue Jin was silent for a long time and said, "Just do as you say."

"However, I have a request." Xue Jin said, "You have to follow those people."

When He woke up, his chest hurt like a crack. His body was held in his arms by his strong arms, and he followed the man's neckline when he opened his eyes.

"Ugh...it hurts."

"Awake?" Ling Feng played with He Qing's fingers. The five fingers were round and white, with full fingertips. The five fingers were as long and neat as bamboo joints, which made people love him. "Little guy, do you have a chest pain that you can't tell?" Talk?"

"You... who are you?" He Qing sucked in a small mouthful of air, the air entered the lung duct, and his chest ached. He grabbed the man's clothes, "Let me go!"

"Let you go?" Ling Feng grabbed He Qing's fingers and pressed them on He Qing's chest.

After a piercing pain, warmth spread into his chest.

So comfortable... He Qing couldn't help humming.

"Heh," Ling Feng said, "it's so cute."

He Qing: ...

"It makes people want to grab your hands and feet and tie them up." Ling Feng said in a relaxed tone.

He Qing opened his eyes wide and raised his hand to push Ling Feng away.

"Don't move, you are basically a useless person now." Ling Feng squeezed He Qing's palm and said softly: "I will take good care of you, don't worry."

rest assured?

He Qing's brows twitched twice.

Facing Ling Feng, a big pervert, it would be strange if he could relax!

"What exactly do you want?" He Qing gritted his teeth and said hoarsely, "Anyway, I have nothing now, why don't you kill me and give me a good time!"

"Just die in such a hurry?" He Qing cried out in pain as the hands on his chest became heavier, and Ling Feng's expression finally eased, "You should really wash your mind and talk back next time , I will let you see how powerful I am."

"Are you crazy?!" He Qing moved back vigorously, but was held in his arms by Ling Feng.

Why did Ling Feng treat him like this? ?

Is it just because of this face?

But isn't this face his own?

Looking at the beautiful face of the young man in front of him, He Qing felt chills in his heart, but if Ling Feng liked his face so much, why did his appearance change instead?

"Look at me for what?" Ling Feng pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled brightly, "Do you want to have sex with me?"

He Qing turned away from looking at him.

This person is really not an ordinary narcissist.

Narcissism... narcissism?

Could it be that Ling Feng pestered him just because he was obsessed with this face similar to his?

Just when He Qing was fascinated, his lips were covered with a warm and cool touch. Due to the massive loss of mental power, He Qing's lips were already extremely dry.

He stuck out his tongue and licked the jelly-like man's lips.

After realizing that the person who kissed him was Ling Feng, He Qing put his hand on Ling Feng's chest, trying to push Ling Feng away, but the man pressed him down forcefully.

"What's your name?" Ling Feng asked him.

He Qing pursed his lips and refused to look at him.

The man snapped his chin, and a huge and strong mental force entered He Qing's mind.

The body felt this kind of attack, He Qing couldn't help but retreat, and his breathing became weak, "Mmm... let me go!"

"Can you say something differently." Ling Feng smiled and put away his energy, stroking He Qing's shoulder-length hair, "Just these few words back and forth, quite boring."

"What do you want to hear?" He Qing suddenly looked at him coldly and said, "I can talk as you like, but please give me a happy one."

"You have the imprint of Xue Jin on your body." Ling Feng put aside He Qing's topic, and asked, "Do you want to know who I am?"

"You know my master? Hmm..." He Qing's chest was throbbing together.

He heard Ling Feng warning himself coldly, "Master?"

When He Qing was lifted up, Ling Feng's kiss swallowed his breath domineeringly.

"Call again."

The body was released briefly, and the consciousness was slightly lost, "What?"

Ling Feng chuckled, "Call Master."

"No...um" Accompanied by the rejection of Ling Feng's words, colic also followed.

"My name is Ling Feng." The man rubbed He Qing's chest gently, "I'm your new master."

It seems that Ling Feng has tampered with his chip just now, so how early was he prepared for what Ling Feng did.

In the original book, the methods Ling Feng used to tame He Qing were much crueler than this.

"Don't even think about it!" He Qing pushed the man, "Go away, you!... Let me go."

"No, kill me, kill me." Tears filled his eyes, He Qing struggled, his legs were pressed to the ground, Ling Feng's movements were not rough.

"Hey, my heart will hurt if you do this." Ling Feng said, hugging He Qing into his arms, and gently patted He Qing's back like coaxing a child, "Shui Shui, be good and don't move."

"Who is Shuishui... stay away from me!"

"Your name is He Qing. There are both rivers and clear waters. It is not an exaggeration to call it Shui Shui." Ling Feng said with a smile, "I am the wind and you are the water. You are born to belong to me."

Fart... He Qing really wanted to give him a blank look.

This guy is way too narcissistic.

"You are crazy, it's just the madness of a madman." He Qing said.

"Whatever you want." He Qing's fingers were picked up by Ling Feng, and he pecked and kissed the back of his hand delicately, and a dense layer of small rashes appeared on his back.

"Shui Shui is so good." Ling Feng said, "You are mine."

He Qing was forced to stay in this space, and every day he looked up and down with Ling Feng, and Ling Feng spent most of his time in the spaceship's room.

He Qing's body is gradually recovering, but because of the second transformation, the body is not as useful as before.

Ling Feng locked He Qing in a room of the spaceship.

There are several flowers planted in the room, but there is no record of such flowers in He Qing's database.

This kind of flower has never appeared in the empire.

He Qing wanted to reach out to touch him, but the next second he heard the cry of a child.

"What the hell..." Hua can still talk?

The petals are almost transparent in color, only a thin layer of membrane is opened and closed, and the main stem is a turquoise strip, jumping from side to side, and the roots dig into the soil below.

The color of the soil is red.

"Who are you?" It asked He Qing.

"Are you the master's guest?" Hua'er twisted her body, "Can you water me, I'm so thirsty."

"Where is the water?" He Qing asked.

There is no water in the house.

"I want to drink water! Give me water to drink! Ahhh!" It is like a vexatious child.

"When your master comes back, let him water you." After He Qing finished speaking, the man's body stuck to his back.

"Shui Shui." The hot air sprayed on the back of the ear, He Qing shivered, "What are you doing?"

Ling Feng's body smelled like machinery, and He Qing couldn't help but back away.

"Master! You are finally back! This person bullied me! You should teach him a lesson!"

"Shui Shui, do you like it?"

Not to mention liking it, but definitely not hating it.

He Qing didn't want to pay attention to Ling Feng, this person locked him here, he was going crazy...

"If you don't speak, you are acquiescing." Ling Feng raised his hand, and spiritual power spread from his fingertips. The flower screamed, and the branches and leaves began to wither quickly.

"it hurts!"

"What are you doing?" He Qing snapped, "Stop!"

The corner of Ling Feng's mouth slightly raised, and he withdrew his hand to gently caress He Qing's cheek.

"This expression suits you very well." He was eager and hesitant.

Compared with the cold you, this kind of bewildered expression is He Qing's most perfect state.

"Why did you kill it?"

That flower has fallen into a coma, if He Qing doesn't stop Ling Feng, it will die completely in the next second.

"You don't like it."

"I don't like it, so you're going to kill it?" He Qing felt cold.