The sturdy brother dressed as an interstellar female

Xue Ming's figure flashed, avoiding its attack, the needle-like tongue brushed against the tip of his nose like a sharp weapon, exuding a strong rancid smell, black saliva dripped to the ground, quickly corroding the stone Make a small hole.

The monster missed a single hit, and swung its tongue at him again, hitting his head again and again. Xue Ming's whole body was tense, and Zuo Yue was behind the monster. He bent down and took out the dagger that had been hidden on his body and held it in his hand.

At this moment, Zuo Yue moved, and he spread out his spiritual net, weaving the visible and invisible spiritual threads into a dense net covering the monster in all directions, and the flexible filaments cut into the monster's body, instantly crushing it. Eight pieces were unloaded, and the smelly rotten water sprayed all over the floor.

Xue Ming stepped back, when the monster's tongue that fell on the ground suddenly shot up, heading straight for his face.

The thing was extremely fast, leaving only an afterimage in the air, and flew in front of Xue Ming in the blink of an eye, trying to penetrate his head and suck his brain.

"Crack!" The chopping sound sounded at the same time, and the tongue of the corpse was broken into several pieces, and it fell to the ground completely motionless.

Xue Ming withdrew the dagger, grabbed Zuo Yue's spiritual thread, and lowered his head to look: "Are you all right?"

That thing's tongue is corrosive, and the white silk thread that obviously protruded from Zuo Yue's body had been in direct contact with him just now, and it might be corroded at worst.

"Don't touch it, it will repair itself." Spirit silk pushed his wrist, motioning him not to move.

Xue Ming stared at the silk thread for a few times, feeling vaguely familiar.

Isn't this the white silk on her body?

Did Zuo Yue also mutate?

He let go of his hand, entwined his fingers with nostalgia, and retracted into Zuo Yue's body.

According to his observation, male insects have worm patterns symbolizing Zerg behind their ears, and female insects also have worm patterns, but the patterns are slightly different.

Xue Ming touched the back of his ear, but he didn't.

And Zuo Yue has a heartbeat, he heard it when he slept last night.

What Xue Ming didn't know was that the ordinary Zerg only had spiritual power but couldn't advance to the spiritual thread that could perform more precise and swift operations, not to mention the materialization of the spiritual thread, Zuoyue was probably the only one in the entire empire who had this ability.

Oh, plus Xue Ming, if he counts too.

The stench of rotting water brought his thoughts back to reality. Zuo Yue was communicating, asking the nearby Zerg garrison to rush over.

Xue Ming squatted down and observed the scattered corpses.

Corpse fluid is still slowly flowing out of the neatly cut cross-section, and the miscellaneous things inside are in a mess. Human tissue and rock fragments make up most of the monster's body, and there are also some grass roots, gravel, insect corpses, and clothes fragments... All soaked in rotten water, some have melted and some have not yet been flushed out along with its blood vessel-like organs, as if something forced them together to create this nondescript monster, there are more pictures How disgusting it is.

The garrison came very quickly, and at the same time, the person in charge of the local mine also came. Seeing the scene in the cave, his face instantly looked like he had eaten shi, and he bent down to support the rock wall and spit out acid water.

The Zerg soldiers didn't look too well. They put on gas masks and picked up the corpses on the ground for testing. Xue Ming stood aside and silently watched them clean up the mess.

"Master Marshal, I have surprised you." Garrison Chief Robin gave a military salute to the left.

Zuo Yue nodded, walked in front of Xue Ming, raised his hand and rubbed his cheek: "Are you all right?"

As soon as the warm touch passed by, it brought up a faint and cold fragrance. The tip of Xue Ming's nose moved, faintly feeling that he was very familiar with this smell.

He shook his head.

The look in Zuo Yue's eyes softened a little, he grabbed Xue Ming's hand, ordered casually to arrange for the city lord to meet him, and then took him away, leaving the task of cleaning the scene to the garrison.

Although the barren star is nominally handed over to the local self-government, the empire has basically let it develop except for the protection of the garrison, but it was bumped into by the marshal after such a thing happened, and the paper whitewashing the peace was punctured. Of course, it cannot be fooled do not know anything.

Half an hour later, the city lord hurried over and reported the whole story of the disappearance to Zuo Yue.

In the past, the mining of energy mines was very safe, but since the opening of another mine, a large number of miners have disappeared. The old man in the city said that these miners were enraged by the mine god, so the city lord can’t seal it. That mine, but the disappearance of personnel in this existing mine has not been completely eliminated, but it has been reduced a lot.

The city owner couldn't help it, the entire Desolate Star relied on this mine for food, so he could only turn a blind eye and close one eye, and use high salaries to attract those who wanted money and life to fill the pit.

After hearing this, Zuo Yue's expression remained unchanged.

He was still a larva when he conquered Desolate Star back then, and it was his male father who led the army. At that time, the emperor's ruling style was soft, and he actually agreed to their request for self-government and self-reliance. After this incident, his male father suddenly announced his resignation. The position of marshal hangs high, and the former insect emperor lost his greatest support, so the conscious body took advantage of the loophole.

The barren star has become a problem left over from history.

The city lord sat down and peeked at the young marshal.

Even in the extremely remote Desolate Star, he still heard the name of this great man. Now that Zuo Yue is powerful, the current worm emperor has a lot of trust in him, and there are too many tigers and wolves staring at the fat of Desolate Star. The more I feel sorry.

Zuo Yue groaned and said nothing, his knuckles lightly clasped on the armrest, full of cold demeanor.

Xue Ming listened to him and the city lord's back and forth, and every sentence was clever, and the familiar feeling surged in his heart again.

As if countless times, he watched the male worm shine so brightly in all formal occasions, these two people were completely different from those at home.

"Notify Sam, let him lead the troops as quickly as possible to replace the local garrison." After the city lord left, Zuo Yue ordered Xiao O, then he hesitated for a second, and continued to order: "Take the third army commander Wei Sekia."

Soon Wei's communication was connected, and the military female's cold voice sounded.

"Hello, Marshal."

Zuo Yue's eyes darkened, as if he was dissatisfied with this General Wei, and said the news that he would replace his garrison in Huangxing in a business-like manner.

"No problem, do you need support?" The other end asked very readily.

"Be prepared, and if necessary, the army will be transferred nearby." Zuo Yue said, not ambiguous at all in terms of official affairs.

"Okay." Wei agreed.

After communicating on official business, Wei suddenly said "wait" when Zuo Yue was about to close the communication, and then did not speak for several seconds.

Xue Ming strained his ears and keenly sensed the unusual air pressure surging between the two worms.

"You have found Xue Ming." It was an affirmative sentence.

"Yes." Zuo Yue's tone was firm, without the slightest hesitation. This is the territory of the Third Army, and Wei was not surprised to receive the news.

There was another few seconds of silence on the other end, Zuo Yue frowned, and then heard Wei struggling to say: "That matter... I'm sorry."

The tone was so light that even Xue Ming could hear the guilt inside.

Zuo Yue's face remained unchanged, and he said in a steady tone: "I will take him home."

Close communication.

Although Zuo Yue didn't deliberately avoid him, Xue Ming was still confused, and he was not interested in these things, so he went to the kitchen to make two glasses of lemonade.

Familiarity with the kitchen is innate, and he can make a lot of delicious food without memory. Before he lost his memory, he must be an expert at home. Xue Ming, who inserted a straw into the lemon cup, thought, the relationship between Zuo Yue and Wei The strange conversation has long been thrown out of the sky by him.

Footsteps sounded behind him, and he didn't turn his head, focusing on what he was doing.

A hand stretched out diagonally below the line of sight, with fair skin and beautiful joints. The slender fingers held a silver spoon and scooped out the ice cubes in the glass.

"Drink less ice on such a cold day." Scooping out the last piece of ice, Zuo Yue moved the glass in front of him to him, and even tested the temperature of the glass wall with the back of his hand, it seemed that it was still too cold.

Xue Ming looked up at the constant temperature system on the wall, the meaning was self-evident.

Zuo Yue smiled, took the glass with ice and took a sip: "Hey, it's cold when you go out."

Xue Ming: "..."

He touched his lemonade, which was close to room temperature, and suddenly snatched the steam-filled cup from Zuo Yue's hand, scooped out all the ice cubes in it, and poured it into the trash can.

In the end, he put the half-empty glass of lemonade on the bar counter, turned his face and said to the male sternly: "It's cold, drink less ice."

Zuo Yue was taken aback by his unexpected action, then the corners of his lips raised higher and higher, he pressed his fist to his lips, and coughed with a low smile.

"I haven't seen you for eight years, but my temper has increased a lot."

Xue Ming: "I don't remember what happened eight years ago."

Zuo Yue paused, with a flash of self-blame on his face: "I'm sorry, I was too complacent."

Xue Ming waved his hand, and after a while suddenly asked: "What was I like before?"

Pulled back in an instant by his words, a gentle smile appeared in Zuo Yue's eyes, he pointed to his eyes, and then to his legs.

"I used to be blind, my legs were crippled, and my mental strength was always on the brink of death. I even almost killed you once. At that time, I only had hatred in my heart..."

In the past, following Zuoyue's narration unfolded one by one, Xue Ming listened to that completely unfamiliar self, would buy a foot bath bucket for Zuoyue, would open a small account to follow Zuoyue's star network account, there was a message called Xiao Teng A giant snake as a pet, and a good friend named Noah...

It sounds flat and warm.

Xue Ming loosened his fingers holding the cup, and his eyes showed yearning.

He must have been content then, he thought.

The voice of Zuo Yue's narration gradually lowered, and he looked at him without blinking, his clear amber eyes seemed to be filled with fine wine, and a slight rippling could make people intoxicated.

Xue Ming lost his mind for a moment.

The latter suddenly put down the cup and took a step forward. The two of them almost rubbed their noses against the tip of their noses, their warm breaths intertwined.

Zuoyue opened his mouth, and the beautifully shaped lips brushed against his, causing a numbness like electric current.

"A Ming, do you want to know what Wei has done to me these eight years?"

The author has something to say: He teased me again!