Become a Zerg Heartthrob Queen

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The star that was knocked away slowly moved backwards, and shrank itself little by little to a position that was not easy to see behind Yan Xun.

Yan Xun inexplicably saw the meaning of grievance from its actions.

She thought it was very interesting, and glanced at the purple hexagram that was flamboyant, stretched out her hand to hold the golden star in her arms, and saw that the top of the star was broken a little bit.

The princess asked softly, "Will it hurt?"

Xing Xing rubbed against Yan Xun's fingertips twice, as if to respond to her.

Oh, why are you so obedient.

Yan Xun was in a happy mood, and gently stroked the edges and corners of the star with his fingers, leaving the arrogant six-pointed star aside.

And in her peripheral vision, the purple hexagram flickered wildly, circling Yan Xun many times, as if she couldn't believe that Yan Xun left it to pay attention to others.

Yan Xun ignored it with downcast eyes. She comforted the injured star in her hand and watched it gradually light up again in her hand.

At the same moment, Ji Xingyuan had a dream.

In his dream, he was drifting in the boundless universe, aimlessly looking for any pheromone clues about the princess left by his predecessors.

Ji Xingyuan didn't know how long his search would last, maybe until the end of the Zerg's life, which was much longer than that of humans, he would not be able to find His Highness.

Moreover, before that, there are even greater challenges.

Unable to obtain the pheromone of the queen, the attached Zerg will lose control of their emotions, pheromone riots, and finally they cannot even maintain their humanoid form.

And the Zerg princesses are very possessive. They don't even bother to give a glance to their own subordinates for the consumables of the second-class Zerg, let alone the attachments of other princesses.

If the princess dies during the search, the first-class Zerg can find another way out, but for the second-class Zerg, there is only one dead end.

Ji Xingyuan knew this clearly, and never thought of being loyal to other princesses.

Would rather die than betray.

Whenever his colleagues started to lose control, Ji Xingyuan watched coldly until they gradually turned into monsters.Then he got rid of his former colleagues and vented his emotions in this way.

This method works well, but it is not immune to influence.

In the dream, Ji Xingyuan had that feeling again.

The urge to destroy everything, to tear apart everything that stood in his way ignited him like fire until warm hands cupped his cheeks.

"Are you okay?" a voice asked.

Ji Xingyuan opened his eyes, the light in the room was not very dazzling, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and heard his heartbeat faster than usual.

The gentle touch seemed to be still on the face, Ji Xingyuan raised his hand in a daze, and lightly touched his cheek.

He immediately thought in a daze: ... How could I be here?

There was a soft bed under his body, and Ji Xingyuan stared at the strange ceiling in a daze. He cooked a meal yesterday, and brought it to Dewitt Castle after finishing.

Her Royal Highness should be forced to open the port.

Thinking of this, the lost memory suddenly recovered, and Ji Xingyuan suddenly stood up and looked at the bedside.

The red-haired princess was lying on the side of the bed, with her arms resting on her head, her hair was a little messy, but she slept soundly.

It's an uncomfortable kneeling position and it's hard for blood to circulate.

Yan Xun was awakened by the movement on the bed, and raised his head in a daze to look at the source of the movement, and happened to meet Ji Xingyuan's slightly flustered gaze.

Yan Xun thought it was fun.

Since the sudden meeting that day, Ji Xingyuan has always looked very stable, and it is rare to show such an expression that he looks a little cute.

So Ji Xingyuan saw her propping her cheeks and bending her eyes: "You're awake."

The princess has a good temper.

But it's not a reason for the second-class Zerg to offend.

Ji Xingyuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, he almost scrambled and fell off the other side of the bed, the quilt was brought to the ground, and the man pulled over to cover his half body in embarrassment.

This series of movements was too fast, and Yan Xun, who was moving so loudly, was stunned for a moment.

Why do you look like a good family woman being treated lightly?

Ji Xingyuan tremblingly said: "I'm sorry Your Highness, I..."

"You fell asleep because you were too tired yesterday. Nothing happened." Yan Xun moved her numb feet, rubbed her shoulders again, and then tried to stand up.

But because he knelt on the ground for too long before, Yan Xun almost used his face to have a passionate collision with the bed.

Ji Xingyuan immediately stretched out his hand to support her, and the quilt covering his body slipped down with the movement.

Yan Xun saw something he shouldn't have seen.

She was a little surprised: "...Wow."

The smell of honey in the air suddenly became stronger, Ji Xingyuan's face was expressionless, and his pupils changed at some point to look away.

Yan Xun guessed that he was shy.

The princess's perception of pheromones is innate, and from these pheromones, the emotions of the subordinate Zerg can be felt.

But now, Ji Xingyuan was probably dying of shame and anger.

He waited for Yan to find a good center of gravity, pulled off the quilt to cover it again in embarrassment, and then retreated to kneel on the ground, with his head lowered.

Yan Xun stretched out his hand and cupped his cheek.

"Since you feel sorry... do something for me."

Give her good brother a gift.

Think of it as his own reward for using his name to intimidate others.

The shooting range of the DeWitt family.

The huge space is enough to carry several heavy-duty mechas, and the positions of each training item are divided, and there is a platform for observation on the high place.

Xie Jingzhu was leaning against the side of the cabinet where the firearms were placed in a tight suit. He was wearing middle sleeves, his elbows and forearms were exposed, revealing a smooth forearm.

Xie Jingzhu turned the gun in his hand, his slender fingertips flexibly controlled the speed, the heavy gun was like a toy in his hand.

Feeling bored after a while, Xie Jingzhu looked down at the black and red light mech in the center of the training ground below.

The speed of the moving target was extremely fast, the sound of rhythmic gunshots echoed in the room, and the mechanical sound repeated the same result.

"Ten rings, ten rings, ten rings."

"Master Awel, your shooting performance is 100% stable."

Awell has been training continuously for two hours, and he can still maintain such accuracy after high-intensity practice, which shows what a terrifying existence this guy is.

But Xie Jingzhu is not surprised.

He threw the gun in his hand into the display case and walked to the edge of the platform.

Awell is actually an all-round mecha player. Except for the most commonly used and often carried light mechas, he can perfectly control both heavy and medium mechas.

Xie Jingzhu said towards the bottom: "You are working too hard."

He is not like Awell. According to him, it takes more effort to use his brain. He tries every means to be lazy.

Awell strictly followed all the training that a fighter should do.

This person's talent is terrifying enough, and he still works so hard.

What a terrifying guy, Xie Jingzhu sighed again.

He lay on the guardrail, and chatted to Awell one after another: "I said when will the matter here be resolved? That Nancy is too annoying, I don't want to listen to her acting like a baby anymore."

This little girl checked in every day to greet him when he appeared, and pretended to meet him by chance from time to time, and occasionally had some physical contact.

"I almost threw her out last time." Xie Jingzhu complained inexplicably, "I'm almost mentally weak."

There was no reply from the black and red mech, and Awell seemed cold and didn't hear anything.

But Xie Jingzhu didn't care, he was already used to such unilateral output.

This visit is nothing more than to establish a friendly relationship with the DeWitt family.

Not to mention that Mrs. Meg wanted to put her own son on the throne, and assassinated Awell on the way—even if Mrs. Meg didn't do anything, she couldn't keep her.

The empire needs Avel now, and he will return to Emperor Star in a short time. Mrs. Meg is the biggest nail here, and there will be problems if she keeps it. Help with care.

The private relationship between Xie Jingzhu and Awell is actually pretty good, and it is imperative to help the new stars of the empire get their due rights. Xie Jingzhu decided to start with Nancy to see if he could get any clues that would benefit them.

It's a pity that Mrs. Meg is not as stupid as Xie Jingzhu imagined. The other party is wary of Aveldo. It has been almost a week now, and only some insignificant information has been obtained.

The criminal evidence obtained now can be locked up for a period of time at most.

"Why don't I go get closer to your other sister?" Xie Jingzhu tapped his hand on the guardrail and stepped on the line with a smile, "She has stayed here all this time, maybe she knows something."

Still no one answered.

The firing mecha pulled the trigger, and the bullet ejected, slightly off-center.

"9.8 rings, 9.9 rings, 9.7 rings."

"There is a slight deviation in your shooting accuracy, Master Avel, do you need to conduct a weapon inspection?"

The smile on Xie Jingzhu's face grew stronger.

The light mech in the center did not respond to the mechanical sound, the mechanical arm holding the gun was lowered, the door in the middle opened, and a black figure jumped down.

Aweir took the towel handed out by the mechanical arm next to him, and looked at Xie Jingzhu above.

Because of the huge amount of exercise in running the mecha, Awell was sweating a little. He stood quietly on the silver-white floor, looking at Xie Jingzhu with unfriendly eyes.

Under such oppressive eyes, Xie Jingzhu raised his hand silently: "I know, I know, I'm just joking."

Xie Jingzhu, the third prince of Dixing.

He looks disorganized and doesn't care about anything, but in fact the calculation in his heart is louder than anyone else.Otherwise, they wouldn't come close to Awell when the rest of the princes and princesses were wooing Patriarch DeWitt.

This is a shrewd chess player who can see a dozen moves away with one move.

"Next Saturday, there will be many people present at the banquet on Planet K31."

Before that, they want to get the most favorable weapons.

——to prove Mrs. Meg's several crimes, including the assassination of DeWitt's heir.

Awell threw the towel in his hand aside, and put the black and red mech back into the ring on his index finger. He deliberately ignored Xie Jingzhu's previous topic, and walked towards the exit.

Xie Jingzhu shrugged, he supported the handrail, jumped down from a very high position, and landed right next to Awell.

"I said——such a face is really a waste for you, and a cold face won't please girls."

"If you are really free, you can replace the person in the communication department."

When the two had just stepped out of the gate of the training ground, a black figure flashed past Awell's eyes.

Aweier immediately drew his gun and shot, but did not hit the person who came. Xie Jingzhu saw the golden color flashing past under the black burqa.

In a few seconds, the man disappeared in front of the two of them as if he had never been there before.

A letter fell to the ground.

Aweier's red eyes locked on the position where the other party left, he pursed his thin lips, and heard Xie Jingzhu call him back.

"There's no need to go, it should be for us to see on purpose."

Xie Jingzhu narrowed his eyes slightly, he bent down to pick up the envelope on the ground, and slowly opened it with his gloved hands.

A letter of surrender, which records some details of the illegal military | firearms transaction | transaction details.

Xie Jingzhu scanned the content above, and the smile on his face grew stronger:

"Well...someone brought you something nice."

The author says:

Xiao Xun discovers the joy of bullying Ji Xingyuan.