Insect King's husband selection criteria

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"It's easy for you to say."

Ji Xian looked at Ji Beichen and asked, "Do you know what it's like to be hurt by the person closest to you? Do you know what it's like to have your trust betrayed? —— I don't want to experience that feeling again."

Ji Xian has only broken his shell for more than a month, and the things he said are obviously the past events in the human memory he inherited.

This is "bogus".But Ji Beichen did not point this out.

Ji Beichen: "Your Majesty, just like Lord Lei An said, as early as the moment you couldn't accept your identity and I smelled your fragrance, our fate has already embarked on the track of contention. The cloth was ripped off."

Ji Xian: "That's because I know you can't kill me! I am the king of insects, no insects can kill me. But it's different now, you are the second king, you can kill me."

"No, Your Majesty. The absolute power of the insect king needs to be driven by your consciousness. During the time when you are unconscious, I have thousands of opportunities to kill and eat you with ease."

"..."

Ji Xian's breathing was a little anxious, he stared at Ji Beichen without speaking.

Ji Beichen looked at him firmly.

"I don't know what happened in your inherited human memory, but I know that you feel very disturbed now. But I have no way to eliminate your anxiety, I can only beg you, believe me, or kill me."

The last three words were like a knife piercing Ji Xian's nerves, he was suddenly furious, reached out and grabbed Ji Beichen's collar, pulling Ji Beichen's head up to expose his neck.

"You think I dare not!?"

Ji Xian roared.

Ji Beichen raised his head.On the golden collar around his neck, Ji Xian's name reflected in the sunlight in slender handwriting.

"You dare, but you don't want to. You feel uneasy because you like your life now, and you don't want to lose me. I am the same, I like my life now, and I don't want to lose you.

"So, Your Majesty, please gamble again."

Ji Xian's eyes are a little red - of course he knows these reasons, he is greedy for this fresh "life", he still has a lot of plans and ambitions, he has just accepted his responsibility and identity, just now... he likes it one person.

"I will kill you."

Ji Xian said to Ji Beichen in his most vicious tone, "If one day I find that you can't bear it anymore, I will definitely kill you."

"it is good."

Ji Beichen smiled: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"..."

Ji Xian loosened Ji Beichen's collar, took two steps back, and turned his head to one side to calm down.

Ji Beichen stood up on his own, tidied his clothes, and pulled a strip of fabric on his abdomen, exposing the abdominal wound he had deliberately covered up before.

After a while, Ji Xian digested the turbulent emotional tide, and when he turned his head, he saw the huge open wound on Ji Beichen's abdomen - the amber blood was isolated by a layer of gel, because the blood surged Too much, the wound doesn't look terrible, but a piece of amber gel that looks like a seed is pasted on it.

"You are hurt."

Ji Xian frowned and stepped forward, bending down to examine Ji Beichen's wound.

He had noticed the wet marks and holes on Ji Beichen's body before, but he saw that the man walked freely without any discomfort, so he thought that the wet marks belonged to someone else—most of the bugs' blood was pale in color. The waiter's black uniform was even more difficult to discern.

"hiss."

Ji Beichen took a weak breath immediately, curled up his abdomen, but comforted Ji Xian, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, it's a small injury."

"The egg-sized piercing is a small wound?"

Ji Xian raised his head and glared at him, then reached out to touch the gel on Ji Beichen's wound.

Ji Beichen looked down at Ji Xian's snow-white fingers, and said, "This was stabbed by Banda Aceh, but it avoided the vital points, so it's not a serious injury. On it is the medical gel given by Lin Yang, something from the West Continent." , The emergency effect is very good, I feel nothing serious."

He certainly didn't look like he was in serious trouble.

After thinking about it for a while, Ji Xian understood how he suddenly saw the wound just now.

"..."

Ji Xian withdrew his hand and stood up straight, the concern in his tone disappeared completely, "Have you ever planned with Lin Yang?"

Hearing his indifference, Ji Beichen laughed instead, and explained: "No, it's just that he thinks I'm the favored person by your side, so he insists on stuffing me with something, it's too kind to refuse."

Ji Xian: "..."

If he hadn't heard Lin Yang complain about Ji Beichen's terrifying aura this morning, he would have believed it.

"His Majesty."

Ji Beichen took a step towards Ji Xian and said, "My wound hurts a lot, can I take the same car with His Majesty?"

Ji Xian: "...Didn't you say it's all right?"

Ji Beichen: "I won't die, but it really hurts."

Ji Xian: "..."

"Be careful I ate you."

Ji Xian said a harsh word, and then took Ji Beichen into his car.

Ji Beichen didn't make any fuss when he got in the car. He said that he was very tired, and then he leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

After the car started, leaving the cemetery and onto the flat road, the tentacles on Ji Xian's head suddenly rose softly from his hair.

One of them was extended, and it floated cautiously towards Ji Beichen, and shook it in front of Ji Beichen's face for a while, confirming that he was asleep.

Ji Xian then turned his head and looked at Ji Beichen's sleeping face.

He sniffed, perhaps because of the space in the car, the scent on Ji Beichen's body was stronger, and it still whetted his appetite, but it was far from reaching the limit of losing control.

Eat it.

Ji Xian read these two words in his heart, but he couldn't feel the urge to eat - cannibalism, let alone practice, just hearing this word is enough to make Ji Xian repel in his heart.

But Ji Xian still couldn't help being curious, he reached out and gently poked next Ji Beichen's skin.

It's still the kind of hard leathery skin. If you really want to compare it to food, it's probably smoked meat skin?

Ji Xian took Ji Beichen's hand - it was big, rough and not clean.

Ji Xian picked out a fairly clean ring finger, wiped it casually with his sleeve, and then bit his teeth.

He bit very lightly, increasing the force little by little, his teeth pressed Ji Beichen's skin into a row of extremely shallow pits.

Ji Xian looked up at Ji Beichen.Ji Beichen was still sleeping soundly, but his two tentacles acted arbitrarily when he didn't restrain him just now, one was curling up Ji Beichen's short silver hair, and the other was trying to curl up one of Ji Beichen's earlobes.

"..."

Ji Xian ignored the tentacles, he looked away and bit again, and then spat out Ji Beichen's finger.

I don't want to eat it.

Ji Xian confirmed that he didn't have the slightest thought of "eating it" in his heart, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Then you should be able to bear it.

Ji Xian thought, he has already grown tentacles, and now he has accepted his identity as a bug, so he should transform soon.

Just wait until it transforms.

Ji Xian comforted himself with the words that Leian used to say before, then leaned back on the back of the chair and closed his eyes.

After a while, Ji Xian fell asleep.

Driven by the consciousness in sleep, all the tentacles that rolled Ji Beichen's head moved to Ji Beichen's neck, and rolled the collar around Ji Beichen's neck like a territory, especially at the place where the word "Ji Xian" was, Li San Rolled in three layers.

Ji Beichen's eyelids opened slightly, and he could feel the movement on his neck without looking.

He laughed, then stretched out his hand to grab Ji Xian's head into his arms, and continued to close his eyes and meditate.

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cemetery.

After Wang's convoy left, Marshall left a car alone, saying it would be useful later.

Soon, only he and his car were left in front of the cemetery.

Seeing this, Marshall turned around and quickly ran back to the forest. After a while, two figures slowly came out of the forest.

One is Marshall, and the other is an old man.

He was really too old, his hair was yellow and white, his body was bent and he couldn't straighten, his legs were shaking when he walked, even with Marshall supporting him, he staggered and looked completely unbalanced.

The strangest thing is that he is only wrapped in a worm waiter's uniform cover - it was taken off by Marshall - it is obvious that he has no wings.

"Master Leian, please slow down."

Marshall spoke in a soft voice, choked with sobs.

The octogenarian he was supporting was Lei An, but it was so strange that he felt very sad.

He felt that what he was holding was not like a bug waiter's body, but a handful of dry wood; he felt that Leian's walking strength was very light, like a car that was about to fall apart, and he couldn't control his direction at all; He also knew that Leian's perception had also deteriorated, and even Leian might not have heard what he said just now.

"Aging", Marshall touched the substance of the word for the first time.

In a short distance, Marshall supported Leian and walked for about ten minutes before reaching the front of the car.

He wanted to help Leian into the co-pilot, but Leian refused.

"Master Leian?"

Marshall was puzzled.

Standing in front of the car, Leian had no choice but to reach out to hold the hood of the car to stabilize his body, and then spoke slowly.

"Just here, this cemetery, this corpse pit, is where I should spend my life."

"Master Leian."

Marshall disagreed, "It's too desolate here, you now..."

Leian turned his head - he was really too old, the skin on his face couldn't hold it anymore, it was so wrinkled that he couldn't see his original appearance at all.

"I'm too old now."

He helped Marshall finish what he hadn't said.

Looking at Leian like this, Marshall felt his compound eyes were hot. If he could shed tears, he must have burst into tears.

"I'm sorry, Lord Leian."

He knelt in front of Lei An on one knee and kept apologizing, but he couldn't give a reason - because he knew that even if it happened again, he would still beg Ji Beichen to save Lei An.

But is this kind of life really better than dying in the fire?

As Ji Beichen asked—does Lei An really want to live?

Leian knew what Marshall was thinking, he shook his head and said, "This is what I should suffer."

He can feel his own age more than Marshall. An hour ago, he was still in his prime in his early thirties, and an hour later, he was an old man with less than half a year to live.

In old age, even breathing takes effort.

But he also felt that it was good to be alive.

Leian laughed at himself, and said: "In my life, at every fork in my life, I always seem to make wrong choices, and the road ahead will get worse and worse.

"However, I feel relieved to be in this situation today. Perhaps this kind of punishment should have fallen on me 20 years ago. It's just..."

Leian stretched out his dry hand and gently placed it on Marshall's head.

"Failed to set a good example for you guys. Sorry."

Marshall shook his head vigorously: "No, it's not. You, you have worked hard, you have done a good job, you are our good example, you..."

Leian waved his hand, stopping Marshall's remaining words.

He looked up at the cemetery not far away, all the tombstones were made into the shape of flowers, a large area of ​​white flowers, like a white sea.

Looking up, there are dense forests, blue sky and white clouds.

"I always ignored it before, but now I look up and realize how beautiful this world is."

Leian showed a relieved smile, "Go away, if you are really worried about me, come and visit often. But after I die, don't bury me, just scatter it in the corpse pit."

"..."

Marshall did not respond.

He took a deep breath, stood up and supported Leian again: "I'll help you settle down."

Leian smiled: "Okay."

The author says:

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