in love with the zerg queen

The withered branches trembled slightly with the cold wind, and a few trees grew into towering trees because they had absorbed enough nutrients. From time to time, there were bats in the forest making sharp and piercing calls, or a few crows from the silent fly over.

Corrupted human corpses were piled up here and there in this silent mass grave. Before the old corpses were completely decomposed, the new corpses were transported here by the guards and thrown there.

A few simple carts, shabby straw mats wrapped mutilated corpses, a piece of wrist was exposed from the side of the dilapidated straw mats of a cart, as white as jade, it looked like a young lady who could only be pampered by a famous family.

The coroner has become numb recently.

Not long ago, he remembered that the eleven princes were transported here in this way.

At that time, the eleventh prince hadn't passed away yet. Who would have thought that the nineteenth prince could steal the sky and replace the eleventh prince who hadn't died under the watchful eyes of everyone, and then tortured to death in the mass grave.

The blood oozing from the straw mat dripped down to the ground, the corpse transporter and several of his men skillfully peeled off the straw mat, and threw the corpses wearing prison uniforms with different heads one by one out of the car .

Among them, there are nobles from Tianhuang, and there are also maids and servants.

When the emperor was angry, he buried a million corpses.

Today's emperor is not considered generous, and the eleventh prince happened to overturn the emperor's biggest taboo.

Collaborating with the enemy and treason is taboo for the emperor.

The whole family of the emperor's eleventh son was copied and beheaded.

These include Princess Yanxue, the granddaughter who has always been favored by the emperor, and Prince Ning, the eldest son of the eleventh son of the emperor.

It was getting dark at this time.

The sunset glow is inlaid at the junction of the distant sky, red as blood flowing wantonly on the ground, the thin light falls on the forest but there is no warmth at all, and the corpse is roasted by the day and emits a disgusting stench.

The mortuary officer looked at the sky, reached out to help his subordinates, and threw the remains on the trolley down. He had to wash the trolley in a while, so he had to hurry up.

She woke up in pain.

As if having a long and complicated dream, she let out a miserable scream, and what caught her eyes was the bright moon in the sky, countless wings fluttered and flew up, and she heard the hoarse cry of a crow.

She was lying on the corpse, and a fresh corpse was pressed on her body.

In her last memory, she saw the cold eyes of her aunt, Princess Sixteenth, without any emotion.

The sixteenth princess, the prison officer, this aunt used to hold her hand and walk along the tree-lined path when she was young, and plucked the most beautiful flower on the branch for her, and because of her mistakes, Strictly hit the ruler on her palm.

Now, this aunt looks at them, the female relatives of the Emperor's Eleventh Prince's Mansion, with the eyes of a sinner.

A clanging and forceful slash followed the execution order, and she saw her elder brother beheaded with a single knife, and her mother, her brothers and sisters fell in a pool of blood one by one.

She didn't understand why her royal grandfather ordered their family to be executed overnight.

Before she had time to think about anything, her memory as a human being stayed on that day forever.

In her last memory, she saw the axeman raising the butcher's knife and swiping it down neatly.

My neck hurts, and then my vision starts to blur.

She wanted to touch the break in her neck, and then she saw her hands.

While seeing her hands, she saw a pair of silver eyes.

These eyes stood out against the thousands of faint green eyes in the background. Through the moonlight, she saw the owner of the eyes.

This is obviously a man. He has a burly and stalwart body. Layers of armor cover the man's shoulders. Behind the towering silver-white shoulders is a silver cloak hanging on the ground. She can clearly see that the man's long hair is also silver-white. Yes, in the moonlight, accompanied by the hoarse cry of a crow, he is like a dark god of war who has fallen into the world.

"It seems that my experiment was successful." The man bent down, stretched out his nail-covered fingers, and landed on her long hair.

Only then did she realize that she was half lying on the ground.

The messy and dirty long hair was dragged on the ground, she stretched out her hand, and saw that the back of her originally white and smooth hand was covered with large and small protrusions, these protrusions were colorful, covering the back of her hand and even the entire arm like patterns .

Her fingers are gone.

Instead, it was a soft peristaltic suction cup whose tip was divided into two. She looked at her hand, and hurriedly lowered her head to look at her body. Her body was still there. She glanced at it, and even on her body, there was From the shabby prison uniform, she could vaguely see her white, dirty body.

"Who are you?" She should have been panicked and uneasy.

But at this moment, it seemed that the emotions she should have had been pulled away by some kind of force, and she didn't feel any discomfort. The hand that fell on her head had indescribable magic power, which made her heart feel little by little. Settle down a bit.

Only then did she see the man's face clearly.

The man had a face that could be described as handsome, with rigid facial lines, pale skin, and thin lips with a hint of red. His fingers fell on the girl's forehead bit by bit, and there was something in his voice that had never been heard before. Gentle: "I am your father, Jiaming."

"I, am I not dead?" This was her second sentence.

Jiaming's bright red lips pursed lightly: "No, you are already dead."

She saw thin protrusions on the back of the man's hand, which looked like thorns of some kind of creature, and those glowing pupils were also vertical pupils that did not belong to humans. Her vision became clearer and clearer, even at night. The darkness can't affect her vision in the slightest.

Jia Ming looked at the blank eyes of the woman in front of him, as if looking at his own children, and said softly, "It was me who brought you back to life."

Not to save lives.

but resurrection.

The girl in front of him seemed to be unclear about the situation. His other hand landed on the place where her fingers belonged, and he held the sucker that had not yet been fully controlled by the girl. His eyes were soft: "I have been here for three days. Among the fresh corpses at that time, only your genes were the most compatible with mine, and I used my genes and butterfly genes to fuse with your body, so you are my child, good boy, call me father."

Looking at the strange man named Jia Ming, the girl felt a strong sense of dependence, but she couldn't resist the man's words, even if it was a gentle request, she blurted out: "Father .”

The man rubbed the girl's forehead with his hand, and then said softly, "Good girl."

At this moment, the girl's slack eyes became focused. She stared at the man in front of her, resisting her urge to get close to him. She wanted to back away, but found that the feeling under her body was strange. She shook her head, and her pupils began to Focus: "No, you are not my father, my father is Mao Qingshi, the eleventh prince of the empire!"

Jia Ming looked at the girl, and it seemed to him that the girl could resist the order of blood connection, which was a surprise. It was completely different from their enemies. The girl was a brand new individual. He thought about it: " Interesting, but, the father you mentioned, is that him?"

Jiaming's finger pointed to the top of his head.

The girl looked up.

A human head hangs from a tree.

The human head is cut off from the neck, and the scattered and dry hair covers half of the face of the human head. Looking down along the human head, a complete spine is floating in the wind, as if it was alive from the back. Peeled mediocre.

She wanted to get up, but found that she couldn't stand up.

She wanted to cry, but found that she couldn't cry, and she had lost the ability to cry now.

The sadness only existed for a moment, and soon, some kind of emotion that calmed her mind dominated her consciousness, and she stared blankly at the head: "Are they all dead?"

Jia Ming naturally understood what the girl meant. As the girl's 'father', he could feel her mood swings. He nodded: "I tried many people, but you are the only one who was resurrected."

The girl asked: "Then what am I..."

Jiaming pondered: "Are you a Zerg now?"

He was a little uncertain about the last sentence.

The girl felt that her feet moved a little strangely just now, she lowered her head, and then saw the exposed part under the hem of the clothes, which was clearly the lower body of a colorful caterpillar. The small tail and gastropods are moving, and she can even control the movements of these limbs.

At this moment, the human panic finally hit her heart, and the girl let out a terrified scream.

Jia Ming looked into the girl's panic-filled eyes, with a hint of disappointment on his face: "Sure enough, is it a failure? Human beings have enough of these strange emotions, child, listen up."

There seemed to be something in the man that could soothe her emotions. She gradually calmed down. The man stood up and said, "You are dead, and what you used to be as a human is just a memory. Although I am not very satisfied with you, But you are my first real child after all, Her Majesty the Queen does not know your existence, so you have to live here for a while, I hope you can live well, wait for me to come back, take you home .”

The girl didn't know that her dependence on him came from it. She obviously still had all the memories of her life, but the feeling of sadness was not as strong as she imagined.

"Where are you going?" she asked.

"Report to the queen." Jia Ming smiled slightly.

The man left without hesitation.

She stared blankly at her hand, then tentatively climbed up the nearby tree.

"Father, mother and concubine." She murmured.

An indescribable hunger came, she reached out, picked off the leaves on the tree, and fed them to her mouth one by one. She felt that these leaves were sweeter than ever before, more attractive than any delicacies from mountains and seas that she had ever eaten .

The belly feet helped her climb up the tree easily. The leaves were very dense. She looked down at the corpse below and hid her figure. In any case, she is now a monster, and she can no longer appear in front of human beings. , can only hide the living monsters.

However, even if she becomes a monster, she still wants to live.

She looked up, tears falling drop by drop.

After all, she lost everything.