Insect King's husband selection criteria

Ji Xian pushed Ji Beichen away and stood up. He walked to the middle of the street, stood in the middle of the mess, and looked down at everything from the sky:

There were wounded or dead assassins scattered on the street, and they all looked terrified; the praying mantis that attacked just now fell down in front of the store, turning into a ball of water; Marshall fainted on the other side, still alive; Bugs deterred by pheromones are watching the fun, and some even hold babies.

Everything in the world has become dots and lines in Ji Xian's eyes, bit by bit, line by line, as long as he can see them, he can control their direction, birth and death.

What small, boring, humble, ugly things.

——This kind of superior loathing inflated Ji Xian's vision, and he despised them.

and destroy them.

"Ah! Ah ah ah!"

A praying mantis lying on the ground yelled in horror, his body began to shrivel up, as if it had been crushed into a paper skin from the toes by a huge rolling stone.

"No, forgive... ah!"

One after another, different changes appeared in the bodies of the praying mantises, some were flattened, some were blown up, some seemed to be submerged by invisible water, and some seemed to be scorched by invisible fire.

There were screams one after another, and finally all fell silent.Only corpses of various shapes remained.

"My God, my God..."

The bugs watching from a distance finally felt the fear, and crowded together and ran towards the exit of Currency Street.The unknown bugs farther away were infected by this fear, and the entire Currency Street was in chaos for a while.

"Wow..."

Some swaddling clothes were squeezed out and rolled among the messy corpses.

It was the larva of a silkworm moth, and it could only be regarded as an ant silkworm.

His skin is as thin as crumpled brown paper, his thin and long body is covered with needle-like dense down, and his shiny black round shield-shaped head.

It's disgusting.

A wave of sincere disgust arose in Ji Xian's heart.This disgust also turned into an invisible hand, fiddled with the tiny dot that belonged to this ant silkworm.

"Wow--!"

The ant silkworm let out a loud cry, and his body suddenly swelled up, as if it was about to explode in the next second.

"His Majesty!"

Suddenly, Ji Beichen's blood-stained hand grabbed Ji Xian's upper arm, causing Ji Xian to turn half of his body to face him.

It also interrupted Ji Xian's "killing".

presumptuous!

Anger erupted instantly, especially when he saw Ji Beichen, the first two words that popped up in Ji Xian's mind: waste worm.

Just a waste bug.

boom!boom!

Without warning, two clusters of blood exploded on Ji Beichen's shoulders, revealing his snow-white bones.

The next one to bulge was Ji Beichen's head.

"Ji Xian!"

Ji Beichen endured the swelling pain in his head and broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.But he didn't let go, but let out a low growl with all his might.

The word "Ji Xian" was like a curse, piercing through the indifferent contempt, and slapped on the muddled consciousness.

The golden color faded, leaving only a layer of dark amber on Ji Xian's pupils.His defiant and haughty expression also changed: his eyes widened, a mixture of shock, fear, and regret mixed together.

Ji Beichen's head pain disappeared.

call.

He breathed a sigh of relief, the accumulated strength dissipated, and he slowly slid and knelt at Ji Xian's feet, amber blood gushed out from his abdomen and shoulders, dyeing his whole body.

"I……"

Ji Xian wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

He turned his head to look at the corpses on the ground, each of them died horribly, he remembered how he "killed" each of them with his own hands, and he still remembered his thoughts at the time - let them die more "interestingly".

And that larva.

Ji Xian still felt that his appearance made him uncomfortable, and he couldn't connect him with human babies at all.

But He was indeed a baby.

And he just wanted to kill a baby because of "disgusting".

The most frightening thing is that all of this is Ji Xian's "voluntary" - he is very clear about this fact.

Ji Xian took a deep breath, before the air was sucked into the lung duct, the gastric juice suddenly poured back violently.He turned around in a hurry, but tripped over a corpse, he staggered two steps, his eyes were on a face whose skin was scorched black.

"vomit!"

Ji Xian immediately bent down and vomited it out, his stomach was twisted into a ball, his body trembled as if he was being whipped, he pinched his knees hard to keep himself from falling down.

Dirty stomach contents mixed with corpses, the horror and filth are unbearable to look at.

He took another two steps away in embarrassment, leaning on the door frame of the antique shop, coughing and leaning against it.

His eyes are full of death, the cemetery where his desire has swept across.His cruelty, indifference and strength are written in every drop of blood and every inch of flesh.

How can I be like this?

——Ji Xian asked himself in his heart, he couldn't believe it.

I am not like this.

——He scanned the cemetery, looking for evidence to prove his kindness, integrity, and civilization.

He found Marshall, who was shot in the abdomen and fell into a coma; he found Ji Beichen, who was kneeling in the cemetery with several blood holes on his body.

"Ji Beichen."

Ji Xian walked up to Ji Beichen unsteadily, but he didn't dare to look at Ji Beichen's drooping face.

"Ji Beichen?"

He called again.

The man raised his head lightly, his silver hair was stained with blood and sweat on his forehead, his embarrassment and weakness did not soften his coldness at all, but a trace of gloomy madness leaked out instead.

"His Majesty."

He said, "Congratulations, you have obtained your power."

Ji Xian's fingers trembled, and he asked Ji Beichen, "Are you going to die?"

Ji Beichen twitched the corner of his mouth, and asked him, "Do you want to save me?"

"How to help?"

Ji Xian didn't hesitate at all—it seemed that it wasn't Ji Beichen who asked for help, but himself.

Ji Beichen laughed like a lunatic, and he said, "Let me have a bite, Your Majesty. One bite is enough."

"..."

Ji Xian was stunned for two seconds, then reached out his hand to Ji Beichen.

The snow-white wrist was passed to the man's mouth, like a piece of soft and slender cream.

Ji Beichen held Ji Xian's wrist reverently. He raised his head, never leaving his eyes from Ji Xian's face. He just stared at him, showing his too long canine teeth.

The snake-like fangs pierced Ji Xian's wrist, and the pain brought Ji Xian the pleasure of punishment and redemption.

——He even hoped that Ji Beichen would bite off a piece of his flesh, preferably tearing it to give him the greatest pain.

But Ji Beichen didn't.

He caught the blood gushing from Ji Xian's wrist with the tip of his tongue, then sealed the blood hole with his lips, and opened his mouth to receive the sweet blood.

Gudong.

He puffed his cheeks and swallowed a mouthful of warm blood, then pressed Ji Xian's wound with his thumb.

He said he only took one bite, and it really was one bite.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Ji Beichen raised his head.At the same time, the blood holes and exposed bones on his body are healing quickly, and the silent degeneration line becomes hot and itchy. Once the back is straightened, the hard shell peels off from the spine, revealing the new snow-like color of the degeneration line .

Ji Beichen didn't look down, but he also knew the changes in his body.He was shocked by the king's gift, but more so was the indescribable joy and satisfaction.

"You love me so much."

Ji Beichen looked directly at Ji Xian with burning eyes.

Ji Xian was dumbfounded.

He didn't deliberately "prefer" Ji Beichen, he just used him as a "tool" for self-punishment.

"You misunderstood, I have no preference for you."

Ji Xian's chaotic thoughts regained clarity, he stated the facts, and then withdrew his hand—the blood hole on his wrist had healed at some point, leaving only a piece of wet blood.

The hotness in Ji Beichen's eyes never faded, he just smiled, and then adjusted from the kneeling posture to the attendant salute kneeling on one knee.

"Your Majesty, your hands are dirty, please allow me to clean them up for you."

Ji Xian lowered his head and glanced at the blood-stained wrist, then chuckled, seeing through Ji Beichen.

"Didn't eat enough?"

Ji Beichen was also very frank: "Don't waste it."

"..."

The overly straightforward honesty made Ji Xian dumbfounded, as if no answer was right.

Ji Beichen had already cupped his wrist.

Ji Xian didn't resist.

Ji Beichen lowered his head, stuck out his tongue, and licked away the remaining blood on Ji Xian's skin inch by inch. ——His expression was so enjoyable that Ji Xian couldn't help but ask, "Is it that delicious?"

Ji Beichen licked off the last trace of blood, and praised sincerely: "Your Majesty, you are very sweet."

Ji Xian: "..."

Ji Beichen put down Ji Xian's hand lightly, and said, "You don't need to blame yourself. They deserve to die."

Ji Xian's relaxed expression disappeared quickly, and he was silent for a few seconds before he said, "Yes. But they shouldn't die like this. I don't want to be the kind of king that Lei An expects."

Ji Beichen: "You are not that kind of king in the first place, so there is no need to worry at all."

Ji Xian laughed at himself and looked at Ji Beichen: "Oh? You know me again?"

Ji Beichen: "If you are the kind of king Lord Lei An said, you wouldn't have stopped just now—you should have despised killing, you should have killed that larva, you should have twisted when I asked to eat you. Break my neck."

"..."

Ji Xian looked at him and asked, "Then tell me, what kind of king am I?"

Ji Beichen: "You are Ji Xian, the king who gave me my name, and you are my majesty."

There was a subtle pause between "my" and "Your Majesty", but Ji Xian didn't notice.

Because there was a commotion in the distance at this moment——Lei An led the supporting insect servants and walked over in a big way.

The author says:

Ji Xian has grown a little today.

Today, Ji Beichen finally ate his "honey fruit".

Today's Xianyujing finally arrived at the V line! ! !

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Because the manuscript needs to be saved, it will be updated once or twice every other day.

The goal of the next stage: not affected by the data, and successfully completed according to your own ideas!I can!

Good night! OVO

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