in love with the zerg queen

Waking up early the next morning, Ah Heng reached out and gently wiped the golden tattoo on the neck of the sleeping woman beside her.

The tentacles are slightly hot.

She blinked.

There are some flowers in front of my eyes.

It's like suffering from [-] degrees of myopia.

She looked sideways at the surrounding furniture.

Everything around is blurred together.

She secretly smiled, probably because she was hugged too tightly by sister Jieling when she was sleeping together last night, she closed her eyes again, and after a while, she opened them, everything was normal, and the vision in front of her eyes gradually became clear. Seeing that elder sister Jieling was still sleeping comfortably, she leaned in front of her and blew lightly on her face.

Jie Ling didn't respond.

Ah Heng grabbed another strand of his long hair and swept it over Jie Ling's thick and slender eyelashes.

Now Jie Ling couldn't pretend to be asleep even if she wanted to, she opened her eyes helplessly, and grabbed the restless little hand that was holding a lock of hair and sweeping her eyelashes.

Ah Heng laughed out loud: "Sister Jieling, wake up, didn't the pavilion master say that we have worked hard for too long, will you give us a rest for a month?"

Jie Ling grabbed her finger and asked helplessly, "Ah Heng is so excited, where are you going to play?"

"Sister, let's go to the top of the building to have a barbecue. There is a flat land and many trees there. It's a good place."

Jie Ling tapped her forehead, with a bit of doting and intimacy: "You, I don't know where so many playful thoughts come from this little head."

"Are you okay?" She cuddled in Jieling's arms, acting like a spoiled child wantonly.

"Okay, okay, whatever you want." Jieling's tone seemed to be coaxing her lover.

The two got up together, and during the wash, Ah Heng looked back at Jieling: "Sister, prepare the ingredients later, do you want to call Sister Ningtang and Brother Muchen?"

Jie Ling pondered: "Let's forget about the two of them."

Who wants to bring two twinkling light bulbs to their tryst?

Jieling's careful thinking is not enough for outsiders to understand. The two ordered the two maids, Sangzi and Mujin, to prepare various ingredients and seasonings, and even packed the charcoal in cloth bags, and then they set off happily. Walking along the way, talking and laughing, and greeting other people on the road at will.

At this moment, a young man with a pale complexion walked towards him.

The facial features of the young man are not ugly, but with the facial features that are still radiant in the sun, they look particularly pervasive. After not seeing him for a while, the color of his eyeballs has become faintly dark red, which looks like Vampires in the dark.

This young man's name is Su Yue, and he is the second leader of the Anbu of Louyu Pavilion she met after joining the cabinet.

According to others, the previous leader hanged himself from a tree with a rope in broad daylight. The young man has been the leader of the Anbu for four years. You don’t have to be respectful when you meet the other leaders of the six tribes, but you can meet this The master of the dark hall, who is moody and moody, is kept at a respectful distance from everyone.

After all, it is a person with a lifespan of only one year, and people who take Jile pills for a long time will become half crazy.

Ah Heng stepped sideways to make way, and called out respectfully: "Master Dark Hall."

Jie Ling was not too polite, she cupped her hands and said, "Master Su, it's a pleasure to meet you."

The young man has always ignored them, but this time he unexpectedly stopped.

The young man's eyeballs fixed in the sockets began to roll, he turned his head, his eyes skipped over Jie Ling's calm face, and fell on Ah Heng's bright eyes: "It's Ah Heng, long time no see."

He said such a sentence without beginning and end, then took stiff steps and left slowly.

The young man sighed silently.

Some people are destined to be the pride of heaven, envied and respected by thousands of people, such as Jie Ling, and some are born with a family and love but end up bearing hatred for the rest of their lives, such as themselves, and some are born with nothing but nothing. Even life and death can not be controlled by oneself, such as Ah Heng.

Ah Heng looked at his leaving back with a bit of pity, if not as expected, this dark hall master will die miserably in nearly half a year, and will never be remembered by anyone again.

Until Jieling took her hand and called out: "Let's go!"

Only then did Ah Heng carry the big and small bags of seasonings, and followed behind Jie Ling's sister.

Not far away, a pair of eyes peeped quietly in the dark.

The moment Jie Ling turned her head to look over, those eyes shrank back as if frightened.

The guard beside him asked, "General Han, didn't you say you were going to fight her twice?"

"No," he pressed his heart that was still beating wildly, full of strange emotions mixed with extreme surprise and a sense of fear, he never dreamed that he would meet in this place who had died seven years ago people.

Although the woman's figure has grown a lot taller and her skin has become fairer, ordinary people would not be able to recognize her, but after all, he has had close contact with this woman when he was young, and he remembers her pair of extremely beautiful lines. Small moles at the moment under the eyes and eyelashes.

Innate yin demon body.

The congenital meridians are all connected.

Practice blood transformation.

He covered his mouth, and suddenly had a shocking guess.

This woman can't cultivate successfully by relying on the trace of inner breath he left in her body? !

More importantly, the moment the woman turned her head to look over, the man who could calmly deal with everything on the battlefield suddenly felt nervous. No, it was not nervous, but a mixture of awe and fear. If she got any closer, he probably couldn't control himself and fell to his knees.

He remembered what the noble-looking woman had said to him.

Everyone respectfully called that woman Mrs. Ruoxiu, she had bright golden hair, black eyes, no whites, he was very uncomfortable when he first saw it, because the woman's hands were below the elbows. It is a jagged weapon like a praying mantis, and her lower body is like that of a praying mantis, and it looks terrifying when she walks on all fours.

But after getting in touch with her for a long time, you will find that, in fact, this woman behaves elegantly and generously, whether she lives or dresses, she is very careful and exquisite. The alienated part will be carefully covered, and the lower jaw will be slightly retracted when walking, without making a sound.

Perhaps it was because she was at the level of a master before she mutated, and this honored guest of the Demon Sect's master treated him fairly peacefully. For some people who have begun to alienate or have already undergone alienation, she has asked people to gather in advance to explain to them the relevant issues after alienation. Knowledge, and the most important point she once mentioned:

Han Jian especially remembered Mrs. Luo Xiu's exhortation:

Thinking of this, Han Jian's breath was suffocated.

His head was buzzing, remembering what Mrs. Luo Xiu once said, the princesses of the Zerg race were dead, and one of them was killed by her biological father.

However, it is impossible for there to be so many princesses in this world. Thinking of the fear engraved in their blood, Han Jian held down his beating heart.

No one knew the real identity of Lou Yuge Jieling, but he knew it perfectly.

Xiao Yunqi, the third daughter of the Xiao family in Shouze City.

Han Jian stood up suddenly, and said to the guard beside him: "I have to go back to the sect, you are here to help me deal with the pavilion master."

At the same time when Gui Mozong Han Jian left in a hurry, Ah Heng and Jie Ling were on the top of the mountain, lighting a fire to barbecue under the blue sky and daylight. Ah Heng used the prepared branches to plan a hole in the center of the coals, and stuffed a kind of food similar to potatoes into it. Go and bury it.

Beside her were freshly picked lotus leaves from the lotus pond, which were neatly laid out on the open space beside her. Jie Ling didn't talk much, but stared at the girl who was sprinkling cumin on the barbecue with warm smiling eyes.

She ate it with Ah Heng. In fact, since she discovered that she was a monster, these cooked foods have no taste in her mouth.

She only looked at Ah Heng's happy smile, and felt extremely comfortable in her heart.

In the middle of the journey, someone suddenly called Jie Ling, and mentioned the order of the pavilion master, Jie Ling could only comfort the little girl who was a little sullen, then turned and left with the attendant.

Ah Heng's strength has not yet reached the level of a master, nor is he at the level of a hall master, so he can only watch Jie Ling gloomily as he leaves.

When Jieling arrived at Lunshiju, she found that except for the leader of Anbu, the other five leaders and Chasing Sun and Chasing Moon were there, so she found her place and took a seat.

Xuanyuanzhi's face was full of solemnity, and he said solemnly: "According to what my Louyu Pavilion scouts have heard, there have been mutated people all over the world recently, and the emperor of the Great Yan Empire has sent secret guards to search for them in order to maintain the current rule. Those who pervert are put to death."

In fact, even ordinary people have clearly felt such a big change. The current peace is only hidden under the whitewash of peace. information.

"As for the Demon Sect, we should preach to the people under our jurisdiction that there is no need to panic. Those who have undergone a change are the chosen ones, and they will become the citizens of the Heavenly Man when the Heavenly Man comes in the future," he said calmly. "The dandelions that fell all over the world seven years ago were sent by heaven and man to choose their own people. Maybe within three months, you, me, and us will also have mutated people, everyone. The Yan Empire has a vast territory, so many mutated people cannot be killed, and the changes in the world cannot be stopped."

Yue Ningtang rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "What does the pavilion master mean?"

"In the future, when you meet people with mutations, bring them back if you can." Xuanyuanzhi ordered, "If you pass on the order, if you find that your body has mutations, don't panic. If the mutations are too obvious, you can hide them temporarily. There is no need to go out to perform the mission."

Recently, Jieling has only heard of mutants, but she has never seen them. Maybe the mutants are divided into regions. In some places, there are a lot of them, while in other places, there is not a single case. , she thought about the corpse that Yue Ningtang said she found.

In fact she has worries, more pleasure.

It turned out that she was not alone.

She wasn't a heterogeneous in the first place, and she might have the same kind.

A group of people discussed the information they got from Gui Mozong and the current situation of the Great Yan Empire. They discussed the future of the buildings and pavilions, how to deal with the mutated people, and those terrible mutated insects.

Ah Heng, who stayed on the mountain, ate the last bite of barbecue boredly. No one was with him. This is actually a very boring thing. After cleaning up, she went back to the small nest that belonged to Jie Ling and herself, and wiped her face. With sweat on her face, she looked up and saw a book on the table.

She remembered that she had just gone out with Jie Ling, but there was no such book here.

This book seems to be quite old, the cover of the pages is all rolled up, and the paper inside is also very old, she frowned, her meridians felt a little uncomfortable, swollen, and aching.

Just when she was going to ask Dr. Louge for medicine, this feeling disappeared again.

She turned the pages.

The first three pages tell a story.

200 years ago, there was a great master named Yan Nan. She was born in a small sect, and she practiced Ruthless Kendo. There is an inch.

In order to fulfill her, a master who admired her transformed her body into a container with medicine, and created a supplementary exercise for Nanan that could purify her marrow in the I Ching, and asked her to use her internal strength to cleanse her body. After opening up the meridians and washing the marrow with the Book of Changes, he then created his own internal energy. This internal energy is not abnormal on the surface, but as long as it is practiced for a certain period of time, the inner energy filled in the meridians will repel this body, and because There is no specific location for storing internal energy in this mental method, and it is impossible even to abolish martial arts.

There are only two results of practicing this technique. One is to be repelled to death by the increasingly out-of-control internal energy in the meridians, and the other is to absorb the internal force of the whole body's cultivation by the master who washed the marrow of the Book of Changes. The master who admired the great master chose to be willing to be absorbed by Yinan.

Ling Nan absorbed the skill of that master, and became a master standing at the pinnacle of the world, and that master's body had already been transformed into the physique of a medicine man. He was like a ripe fruit, after being sucked out of the juice. The whole body softened into a puddle of thick water, leaving only a layer of skin on the surface, which was made into a doll by the great master Ji Nan.

In fact, at the last moment, Ling Nan's sword was already sentient, but she had no choice. The auxiliary technique she practiced had to absorb the seeds she "nurtured" in the end, otherwise she could only explode and die.

That great master never married.

She feels weird.

Why are hands shaking uncontrollably?

She still chose to turn down.

Her expression ranged from calm to shock, and finally to sadness and despair.

Tears fell one by one, dripping on the writing, leaving vague marks on it.

What a great thing, my skill, what a divine skill

It was just a random name Xuanyuan Zhi picked up.

She sniffed and slowly put the book down.

Behind them, Sang Zi and Mu Jin respectfully bowed their heads and stood at the door, as always.

She asked: "You all knew the truth early in the morning, right?"

After a while, Sangzi's calm voice came: "Yes, I knew it when I came to you seven years ago."

Ah Heng stuffed the book into Mu Jin's hands and said, "Hide this book well, and don't let sister Jieling see it."

Mu Jin accepted the book and looked at her with pity.

Her lips parted, as if about to say something.

At the end, Ah Heng asked, "How much longer?"

Sangzi understood what she was asking, and replied, "There is still less than a month left."

Ah Heng nodded.

It was really arranged clearly.

What is destiny?

She will give you all kinds of slaps when you happily think that your future is bright, and tell you that in fact, all the previous things are deceiving you.

Ah Heng lay on the table.

Tears were streaming down her arms, and she cried silently.

So what if it hurts?

After an unknown amount of time, she wiped away the tears on her face, looked in the mirror, and smiled at the girl in the unclear mirror.

What can she do?

Live happily every day.

Looking at the sunlight outside the window, she suddenly remembered the time when she died in her previous life.

Every day is like a year.

The final death was also accompanied by the crying and unwillingness of relatives.

When people are alive, they spend every day in a daze without feeling that most of the time is wasting time. When facing the last moment of life, and it is the most beautiful time, everyone is unwilling.

She never imagined that someday.

She will make such a choice.