msmithbooks Chapter 31 (3 in 1)
Chapter 31 (3 in 1)
Rong Jing shivered, and suddenly understood why Ivan had wrapped him up in a blanket in advance.
The flames of war between the empire and the federation ostensibly ignited by countless escaped females like Tang Xiaoqian who were covered in bruises.
At least that's what it says in history textbooks.
Under this premise, even if the flag raised by the Federation when it declared war was simply to allow ordinary females to obtain the most basic rights of survival, and only for the future development of the Zerg, it was enough to win the support of the masses.
Because compared to the empire, the overall structure of the federation was originally much more free and loose. Thousands of years ago, it was even just a few small communities of Zerg that interacted with each other.
This also led to the extreme concepts deliberately created and continuously strengthened by the imperial elite, which could not prevail in the federal society for a long time.
Although the Federation is still far from enough, but no matter what, it is slightly better than the Empire.The female's admiration for the male comes more from instinct and heart.
Ordinary people will never know what the empire has done to males in private.
Therefore, if such a thing is leaked out, it will inevitably cause an uproar and panic in the entire Federation.
"This is the real reason why the Federation no longer chooses peace, but firmly declares war on the Empire. Even though we were still weak at the time, we needed to do our best to survive."
Ivan's voice was deep and deep, and it was rare for him to show a bit of bloody smell in front of Rongjing.
But he immediately restrained his momentum and quietly observed Rongjing's expression.
Rong Jing held back the horror in his heart, slowly lifted a corner of the blanket, and wrapped Ivan in together.
Their foreheads were pressed against each other, their noses touching.
Rong Jing stared at Ivan's tender eyes like those of fresh green jade, and then said in a low voice after a while: "Captive breeding... what exactly is going on."
"Do you need to see the photos? I have the laboratory materials I brought back in my office."
"...Lab? Ivan, don't mess around, I probably don't have permission to view these materials right now."
Rongjing couldn't laugh or cry, and once again rejected Ivan's bottomless leak.
But after he repeatedly chewed the word "laboratory" in his heart, his eyes were still dark, he was silent for a while, his long eyelashes drooped slightly and he asked in a low voice: "Tell me, if my real identity is known by other worms... Will I also be caught in the laboratory for research?"
Except for Ivan in this world, he couldn't share his worries with any worm.
Even though she has spoken to the female gentleman now, Rongjing is still afraid after all.
He was really afraid for a long time.
Ivan didn't expect Rongjing to have such thoughts. He suddenly understood part of the source of the hero's nightmare in the middle of the night, and his tone immediately became serious and determined: "No third worm will know. Even if there is any accident , with me here, it is impossible for you to be treated like this anyway."
After finishing speaking, Ivan added seriously: "I carry the flowing flame, which can directly penetrate the core of the main star."
Rong Jing smiled lightly.
He likes to hear Ivan's attitude when he makes promises to himself every time.Over and over again, his heart gradually became stable.
"Understood, kiss me." He bent his eyes and demanded.
"Yes, Lord." Ivan breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head and kissed him deeply.
They hugged each other in a blanket that couldn't wrap around anything.
Rong Jing closed his eyes and felt Ivan's body temperature much higher than his own, his firm and powerful arms, and those extraordinarily soft lips... It was so warm, it made his spirit gradually relax, and his sense of steadfastness filled up little by little. heart.
His Ivan is the most reliable and powerful female in the whole world.
Although this morning, he forced Ivan to wear the same fruity lip balm as him.
It's delicious, and tastes a little watery and sweet.
In the afternoon, Ivan had something to go to the military headquarters to continue negotiating with his subordinates on the specific procedures of the arrest plan.
There has been an endless stream of conferences and meetings that require his presence recently.
He put on the military uniform jacket covered with medals again, stepped into the snow with heavy black boots, and the soft snow layer creaked with every step.
Rong Jing leaned against the window to see the majestic and upright back of the female monarch, and Ivan turned his head again before stepping on the suspension car, and deliberately blinked at Rong Jing, with a smile on his lips, and his deep green eyes were full of tears. tenderness.
Only Anthony was still holding the car door respectfully, not knowing what happened.
He did it on purpose!
Contrary to Rongjing, when there are other bugs present, Ivan always likes to do such small flirtatious gestures quietly.
Rong Jing's ear tips were red, and he took a deep breath and drew the curtains.
The house became quiet again.
Xiaobai seems to be hibernating these days, he can sleep from morning to night without moving his nest, snoring softly with his soft belly.
So Rong Jing stared at the belly of the little ** powder again, letting his brain empty for a while.However, the amount of information in the previous conversation with Ivan was too great, and he couldn't help thinking about it over and over again.
Finally, Rong Jing simply took a deep breath, tied up his hair, and went to the basement.
The first way to distract attention, Threshold Gap, is to do the practical operation assignments assigned by Professor Cloud.
The three bottles of mediocre low-level healing potions required the same materials as the middle-level ones, the only difference being the degree of resonance between the liquid medicine and mental power.
Rong Jing was a little absent-minded at first, but he soon discovered that the first bottle of potion was broken.
He failed to contain the released amount of mental power, and the potion level accidentally exceeded the homework requirements.
"what happened……"
Rong Jing froze for a moment, cleaned up the operating table again, and put another portion of medicinal materials into the beaker to heat and stir again.
This time he had a bold idea, to separate out as much as possible the spirit strands that are thinner than a hair, and use the tiniest amount to carefully fuse them, so as to maintain the quality of the medicine at the peak of low level.
Sure enough, his spiritual power level is still increasing.Especially recently, too much was consumed on Ivan's body, and the frequency of making potions has also increased significantly... In the blink of an eye, his mental power has become solidified and powerful to a height that Rongjing could not imagine before, and he was even a little uncontrollable.
If August kidnapped Professor Lorraine just now, Rong Jing might have accidentally broken his leg bone the moment he met August.
"In a sense, has August been deceived by Zwe Werner's education methods?"
August was willing to assist the Werner family, most likely because he never knew the inside story, and was only instilled by Zewei with the concept of the imperial family.
That's why he thinks that males are born noble and must become a great weapon. He usually pretends to be gentle and polite, but he can't suppress his arrogance. The bottomless abyss.
Such self-righteousness kept in the dark is really even more stupid and pathetic.
And Matt is a typical... Abandoned male?
Rong Jing's thoughts began to diverge again, and he took off his goggles in silence, labeled the three bottles of medicine and put them in his backpack.
"Huh..." He patted his face, instead of continuing to immerse himself in this topic alone, he led the little butler to the side sleeper, and logged into the trumpet with his optical brain.
He unfastened the light brain and fixed it on the head of the little housekeeper, smiling with satisfaction.
The second method of distraction, live broadcast, can enrich the small treasury by the way.
The camera was turned on, and the little housekeeper's eyes lit up with soft white light, and the barrage began to soar before he opened his mouth to speak.
[The long-lost worm mouth returns! !It's been a long time since Mirror Mirror started, what have you been up to lately? 】
[Hehehe, have you been taken away by your domineering hero? 】
[Mirror baby, please ask for more scarf patterns!I learned how to do it for the hero last time, he likes it so much]
However, Rongjing doesn't plan to knit any more scarves today.
He arranged the brushes and inkstones that he had spent a lot of money to order in the early years, spread out the rice paper, rolled up his sleeves, and poured out the clear water that he had prepared in advance.
Rong Jing glanced at the display screen while grinding, couldn't help smiling, and nonsense following the barrage of words: "Well, he doesn't want to let me go every night...so I'm too tired recently, and I don't have time to give it to you. Everyone draw."
After that, he ignored the audience's screams, moistened the pen with clear water, dipped in the ink, and gently outlined the outline of the golden rose according to his memory.
This is a rose variety unique to the Federation. Last week, Ivan brought a large bouquet home to show him.
He hesitated when he wrote the pen, and changed the shape of the vase into another style different from his home, and said in a warm voice: "It's rare to have time today, let's draw a picture of the flowers I like very much recently. I don't sell them, I just draw them for you to see." .”
[The case has been solved, Jingjing must be a legendary magician who can actually draw with black stones! 】
[Been crying before the coloring, the handicapped party shed tears. 】
[Wow, I remember Marshal DeWitt posted a photo of the golden rose on Xingbo a few days ago!Is Jingjing also a fan of Marshal and Husband? 】
[There are no bugs in the whole world, isn't it good!I refresh the Marshal's Starblog dynamics every day, and I'm about to lose my teeth because of the sweetness...]
[The one in front, don’t forget the other races, now we Yizu are also eating cp hahaha]
[Fuck, Jingjing is indeed a cosmic anchor, but even the proud Yi clan will come to watch! 】
[The Wing Clan is just at the apex of the universe in terms of aesthetics. Who is it that is rumoring that we are proud?Hmph, the Bingzhi embroidery that Jingbao put on the shelves before is simply beautiful, it matches my wings too well, I really want to buy another [-] copies~]
Rong Jing was busy drawing, but when he looked up, he realized that the barrage had been crooked to the sky.
"Thank you for the support of this winged friend. I remember that the delivery time of the Federation was too slow at that time, making you wait for a long time, right? I'm so sorry, next time I will give you a few small illustrations."
He dipped the gold leaf with another pen, brushed his hair behind his ears, and concentrated on refining the golden lines on the petals.
The branches of the golden rose are covered with dark green thorns, but the petals themselves are soft, delicate and gorgeous. The special golden texture makes it famous outside the Federation.
It blooms vividly on the rice paper, as if it is now spring and summer, and the fragrance is tangy.
Rong Jing sighed contentedly.
Today, the number of viewers broke the record again, and the notifications for rewards continued one after another.
He stretched his waist, swiped at the previous barrage, and suddenly felt that the title of Marshal Husband and Wife's little fan is very practical, at least it can effectively prevent the horse from falling off, and he simply added with a smile: "By the way, I have been paying attention to Oh Marshal's Xingbo. I would be honored to have the opportunity to give them this painting as a gift."
[Bao, won't your overbearing hero be jealous? 】
【Heh, damn Yafe, who allowed you to see other worms?Gift?Why don't I have a present? 】
Rong Jing: "..."
Why did it turn into a meme meeting inexplicably?
How impressive was the sound that Ivan made after entering the live broadcast by mistake?To this day, audiences still talk about it.
Overbearing hero...why doesn't he feel this way?
Rong Jing recalled that Ivan had purposely imitated himself with rounded eyes and pretended to be wronged, so he couldn't help but smiled slightly.
Maybe it's because he brought three layers of filters when getting along with Ivan.
His mistress is obviously very cute.
The night came quietly, and the snow outside the window was engulfed by the cold wind and became thicker and thicker.
"My lord, I'm back."
Ivan took off his coat covered with a light layer of snow, and in his hand was a document bag marked with the [Top Secret] logo.
Rong Jing stood on tiptoe, put the blanket on Ivan's head and rubbed it, and then pressed his eyebrows: "Don't tell me, this directly brought the original document home..."
He seemed to be wrong about boasting about Ivan this morning.In fact, her own female monarch is still very bad-behaved.
"It's okay, the master, the mastermind has an electronic version permanently stored in the encrypted information database," Ivan observed Rongjing's expression, and made a joke after making sure that he was not angry, "I'm just worried that if the content is copied privately, the mastermind will If you don’t let it go, it’s better to take the original version home and let you have a look.”
After all, according to Ike, the federal mastermind is sane, and will even explode after being harassed for a long time.And it appreciates Ike's gothic aesthetic.
Of course, as a dignified boss, Ivan had no choice but to nod calmly, and tried his best to put Ike's sworn description behind him.
After hearing this, Rong Jing couldn't help but ruffle Ivan's red hair even more: "I don't know now, whether it's you pampering me too much, or I pampering you too much. Ivan, I shouldn't watch it."
"It's you who indulged me too much, my lord. Now you are the only one who can control me in the entire Federation." Ivan bent down slightly, making it easier for Rongjing to make trouble on his head.
He smiled, but what he said was crazy.
Rong Jing choked for a moment, then raised his eyebrows: "Are you trying to intentionally..."
Deliberately do some wrong things, and then ask for punishment logically.
"Yes," Iwan second understood half of Rong Jing's omission, admitted frankly, and quickly added earnestly under the increasingly dangerous eyes of the male lord, "You are already a member of the male worm association. You'll know one day, I just laid it out ahead of time."
Rong Jing hesitated to let go of Ivan's head.
Ivan handed the blanket to the robot bug, and continued: "In order to maintain the stability of the male insect association, President Nice has always been conservative in his style, and he is too taboo about laboratory-related incidents. But I think it is best to avoid talking about it." It can’t change history, but it will lead to more mistakes like August’s.”
"...Okay," Rong Jing actually agreed with Ivan's opinion, he reluctantly accepted the reason, took Ivan's hand and shook it, "That's right, come with me!"
They walked into the side sleeper, and Rong Jing laid out the golden silk rose that he had painted in the afternoon, and said proudly: "How is it, does it look good?"
Ivan's eyes lit up, and he took the painting carefully and looked at it again and again, but he didn't dare to reach out and touch the layers of petals.
After a long time, he cautiously put the painting back on the table, and immediately picked up Rong Jing and turned it around: "It's very beautiful... Xiongzhu, it's very beautiful."
"I've already sealed the protective film on it. It's very safe and won't be damaged easily...don't do any tricks secretly." Rong Jing smiled and wrapped his arms around Ivan's neck, thinking of the overprotected purple The little Gancai love heart quickly poked Ivan's face pretending to be serious.
"Okay, I definitely won't do it 'secretly'." Ivan nodded reluctantly, leaving room for himself.
Rong Jing completely understood the voice of Iwan's words, so he poked him again: "I will paint many kinds of flowers in the future, don't turn my home into some weird art exhibition base."
"My lord, we haven't used the water bed for a long time since it's cold." Ivan continued talking about him.
Rong Jing: "..."
After dinner, it's time to get down to business.
They came to the study without talking much.
Rong Jing glanced at Ivan who showed affirmation, and carefully opened the folder himself, which contained a large number of photos at least an inch thick.
The first photo is a high-definition shot of the interior of a certain laboratory.
This kind of scene is very similar to the horror movie scenes that Rong Jing made up for a few years ago.
The light was blindingly white, leaving no shadow to hide from.The fully transparent glass room is divided into many parts, each compartment has no furniture except a bed, but there are young males with delicate faces living one after another.
They were dressed in pure white uniforms, lying or sitting on the same white beds, their eyes numb and lifeless.
Most of the males are already skinny, and there are still dots of blue and purple pinholes on their fragile and slender wrists.
Ivan said in a heavy tone: "There are more than one similar laboratories. Some are even blatantly located in the city center of the empire. As long as they hang the signboard of the Private Insect Mental Power Research Institute, they publish a forged research report every few years. It will appear very prestigious...for many years, it was not discovered by the insects, until the federal army invaded the capital of the empire."
Rong Jing felt his hands tremble slightly, and goosebumps climbed up his spine.
He slowly opened the next photo.
What came into view were three males with identical faces, except for the different serial numbers printed on the collars.
They were soaked in nutrition cabins, with their eyes closed and unconscious, wearing breathing masks.
"……what is this?"
Rong Jing curled his fingers slightly and looked at Ivan.Reason told him that these would definitely not be triplets born naturally.
"The success rate of cloning is extremely low, but they are still trying. The three males survived for less than five months and then died one after another. The cloned original body also had psychological problems." Ivan said while She hugged Rongjing's waist tightly and interlocked his fingers with a serious expression.
The temperature of the fingertips gradually warmed up in Ivan's hands.Rong Jing bit his lip, and asked tentatively, "Are any of these males in the laboratory still alive?"
Ivan shook his head: "As you know, it is very difficult for males to survive in a harsh environment. After they are rescued, they are almost unable to adapt to normal life at all. Although the Federation has provided them with a complete medical team and housing, But in the end, none survived."
"It's not surprising. Except for repeated blood draws to study how to optimize the bloodline gene, and as a spare for the female to lay eggs... They probably don't understand that there are other meaningful things in life." Rong Jing turned his head. Putting it on Ivan's shoulder, he sighed.
"As far as I know, if they successfully accept the transformation of the level of mental power, so they have more research value, or if they are lucky enough to allow the female to conceive eggs, they will be rewarded. Such as a small amount of wind time, new bedding and better food quality. Just such a simple mechanism can greatly improve their survival rate in the laboratory."
"It's too much..." Rong Jing frowned lightly, couldn't help but hugged the female gentleman's arm tightly, and closed his eyes, "Ivan, I understand why. It is because they have never owned anything before that they will do it for you." I tried my best for that insignificant little reward, even thinking that this is the best thing in the world.”
"Don't look at it, Xiongzhu, we won't look at it." Ivan covered the photo with a file bag, grabbed Rongjing's knees, wrapped him in his arms and kissed him again and again.
"It's okay, I'm not that fragile." Rong Jing raised his eyes and smiled lightly, leaning his face against Ivan's chest, "So the forces that still support the revival of the empire up to now may still be hiding in a dark corner. Continue this experiment forever, will you?"
Ivan carefully observed Rongjing's expression for a while, then stroked the end of his hair and said warmly: "Well, before Wuming provided clues, the federal army never stopped tracking such forces, no matter how small a fish or shrimp is, I will let it go. This is the greatest use of the intelligence department... You can rest assured that the fourth prince will be captured as soon as possible."
Rong Jing was silent for a while, propped himself up and grabbed Ivan's neckline, raised his head and kissed him deeply.
"Thank you, Ivan."
He was able to grow up safely in the calm federation, all because military females like Ivan and Mason once went to the front to fight for the future of the Zerg regardless of their lives and injuries.
The previously suppressed emotions unknowingly merged with guilt.Rong Jing wiped his face, his eyes gradually turned red.
"Have you ever thought that if you disappeared on the battlefield back then, I would never have the chance to meet you again. But I would probably still apply for a matching marriage, and then, then..." His voice became lower and lower.
Ivan quickly kissed the end of his eyes, and coaxed: "My lord, don't say that. For a long time, I firmly believe that you have already established a family in that world, so I can't see you again. Yes I'm too stupid to have anything to do with you."
"You're not stupid at all." Rong Jing retorted immediately.
"Okay, I'm not stupid, but I'm still very brain-dead... At that time, I was thinking all day long, what else could support me to live. Then, I finally figured it out."
Ivan said softly, his tone was unconcerned, and his eyes were full of sincerity: "No one can predict the future. If you really come to this world one day, the environment of the Federation is not enough to ensure that you can live safely... ...that would be my relapse. There is absolutely no way I would allow this to happen."
"Master, even if I don't become your female monarch and can only watch from a distance, I will do my best to deal with everything that threatens you."
"You made me who I am now."
"..."
Rong Jing didn't know what to say for a while.He still remembered Ivan's complete growth and transformation after that period of decadence.
He took a few deep breaths with red eyes, and said in a muffled voice, "Ivan, I want to take back my last sentence. You are a big fool."
"Well, I'm a big fool."
Ivan nodded happily, still following the rule of the hero who said what he said.
"When you say this, it makes me feel very incompetent and selfish. It is absolutely impossible for me to stand and look at you from a distance, Ivan, I must have everything about you, and I don't even want others to discover that you are more good ...But you are different. You have done so many things not only for me, but also for the Federation."
Rong Jing slowed down a little, and took a sip of the milk juice at the table.
Even this was prepared by Ivan long ago.
He chuckled self-deprecatingly, pressed Ivan's lips that were about to retort, and continued: "You don't care about your deeds, you know? You are really amazing... Ivan, I am much darker than you. But even if you Speaking of which, I still don’t regret it at all.”
"You don't have any need to regret it," Ivan tilted his head and kissed his fingertips, repeating gently and pamperingly, "I have always known what kind of worm you are, please don't suppress me for me." own heart."
"What to do, I knew you would say that..." Rong Jing was really afraid that he would be spoiled by lawlessness, so he tried to show a bright smile and emphasized, "Then you can't look at me willingly, even if Not even in imagination!"
"Okay, so what should I do?"
"Just like in this life, as soon as you see me, take me home as soon as possible. Be fierce."
Hearing this, Ivan frowned slightly, and the smile on his lips widened, and then he pulled out the energy gun hidden behind the seat very cooperatively, and twirled the gun in his hand.
"Obey, my lord."
The worm pattern also quietly climbed towards the back of the neck.
After this conversation, as long as Ivan is not at home, Rong Jing will immerse himself in the male worm association's laboratory for a long time.
After all, he can't help in capturing the remnants of the empire, but at least within his capacity, he will do more and better for Ivan.
And since Rong Jing realized the rapid growth of his mental power, he became more courageous in making medicines.
Theoretically speaking, the level of mental power will not affect the final quality of ordinary potions, but the higher the level of mental power, the more likely it is to successfully cause the medicinal liquid to resonate with it, so the failure rate during configuration can be greatly reduced.
The medicinal materials required by many high-level pharmacies are not only very expensive, but also have harsh growth conditions and strict age standards.
So in order not to waste the rare medicinal materials provided by the association, Rong Jing had been frequently making common potions for practice.
It wasn't until one day that Fran quietly asked him after the practical operation class if he could send the picture of himself blown into a chicken coop to Lorraine for comfort, and Rongjing suddenly realized that he seemed to have never failed once.
Of course, the number of failures to deliberately lower the quality of medicines cannot be counted... Anyway, Rongjing never caused an explosion.
So after some practice on how to allocate his mental threads reasonably, he ordered his assistant, the robot bug, to bring a huge brocade stone.
This is an essential material for making a high-level spiritual soothing agent.
Although each bottle only needs to add about three grams, just to be on the safe side, Rongjing opened his mouth in a rare way and asked President Nice for the most complete one in the warehouse.
Nice looked indifferent on the surface, and there was a slight pain in his eyes, but in the end he agreed with a wave of his hand.
The surface of the brocade stone is black and smooth, as if it is indestructible. In fact, after cutting it with special equipment, it can pull out continuous white filaments, much like animal fluff.
Rong Jing, who was immersed in the state of seeking knowledge, was extremely excited, his eyes sparkling.
He lamented the magic of creation, gently picked up the filament with tweezers and put it into a beaker, stirred and heated it with other medicinal materials, and then forced himself to calm down for a while before carefully releasing the spiritual filament.
At the moment when the medicinal liquid merged and resonated, a bright dark blue flame ignited on the surface of the brocade stone filaments, like a playful flying blue butterfly.
This is significantly different from the blue-green picture in the textbook.
Fortunately, Rong Jing is used to it, the medicine he made will always have some abnormalities on the surface, but it does not affect the use.
After the flame extinguished naturally, he poured the liquid medicine into a special bottle and put it into the detection instrument.
The result was beyond Rongjing's expectation.
"Di—the type of medicine: super-grade mental soothing agent; tested volume: 50ml."
"Di—the test is complete. If you need to print a paper report and composition analysis table, please press the OK button, thank you for your use."
The testing instrument emits a mechanical beep.
"... Special, special class?"
Rong Jing almost couldn't believe his ears, and quickly pressed OK.
The soothing agent he made this time obviously lacked one of the ingredients needed for super grade, why is it super grade?
After repeatedly confirming that there is absolutely no medicinal material higher than dijin stone in the composition analysis table, Rong Jing silently turned on the optical brain again, took a photo of the test report, and sent it to Professor Claude.
Professor Claude is a bug who is used to replying in seconds, but this time, it took him 10 minutes to reply to the message.
[Claude: Xiao Jing, I think you can become a teacher. 】
[Rong Jing: Professor...? 】
[Claude: How did this happen! ...? ? ? 】
[Claude: Xiao Jing, I'm Lorraine, Claude is a little crazy now, please forgive me.Please take the time to bring the medicine sample to the first hospital, we can study it together.Note: It is recommended that you start preparing application materials for early graduation in the next semester:)]
[Rong Jing: Okay... Thank you, Professor. 】
It seems that the problem is his mental strength.
Rong Jing was silent for a while, and couldn't help but curl his lips with high fighting spirit.
He asked his assistant robot bug to cut out a fist-sized brocade stone, and continued to make potions.
The super soothing agent, together with the fusion of Rongjing's own spiritual silk, should be able to guarantee 100% that Ivan will never have any risk of mental violence when he travels far away.
Even if Ivan doesn't open the flames this time, he will fill up Ivan's battleship with the soothing agent!
At the same time, the outskirts of the Delta galaxy, which is quite far away from the main star.
The aircraft moved forward one after another in the vast and boundless starry sky, like a few tiny dust.
Rong Feng's shout resounded through the team's communicator, but it could not be transmitted in a vacuum.
Judging from the outside, he has rapidly changed countless silent and hideous funny expressions.
Things became like this because Wuming offered to set off with the pioneer troops of the Federal Army.
He casually said that staying on the main star was too boring, but Rong Feng swore that he saw the hatred in Wuming's eyes clearly.
So Rong Feng began to plan secretly. First, he met with Ike, and entrusted his direct contact with Ivan to this gothic male.Leaving Ike alone, he continued to be entangled in the entrustment of the idol and the fear of the marshal.
Then he started to play tricks, insisting on asking Wuming to take him with him, completely forgetting that he was actually a member of the intelligence department in charge of spy warfare.
Rong Feng only knows how to use the mastermind and the star network to fight against the enemy, but he is not good at operating warships and fighting in person.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been taken away so easily by Wuming at first.
However, Rong Feng never expected that Wuming would be so courageous, he dared to open the protective cover of the aircraft in the starry sky without the protection of the atmosphere, and then go racing!
So Rong Feng suffered from motion sickness again.He held the safety lock belt tightly with both hands, for fear of being thrown out if something went wrong, and he didn't dare to vomit directly because he was wearing a full-body protective suit, his face turned blue and white.
"Hahahahaha, do you regret it?"
Wuming's broken hair fluttered, and he laughed wildly and recklessly.
"Close the protective cover!!" Rong Feng gritted his teeth, frantically questioning why he would marry such a lunatic.
"I do not."
Rong Feng turned his face away, facing Wuming's long and narrow eyes full of smiles, his blood couldn't stop surging.
He yelled loudly: "I'm going to kill you, now immediately, close the protective cover!"
Wuming was taken aback for a moment, but he really closed the protective cover obediently.
But then he raised his legs with great interest, raised his hand and tapped Rongfeng's mask, meaningfully: "Little guy, your team communication channel is still open."
Rong Feng: "..."
The federal army who is seriously patrolling in the rear: "..."
"What's the matter, come on?" Wuming said, unzipped the side zipper of his protective suit slowly, and cast a provocative wink at Rongfeng, "Hurry up and kill me."
Rong Feng's face gradually turned from white to red, and he shut down the communication in the team with a "slap", and endured for a long time before he uttered any bad words.
The aorta of the temple also began to throb.
The unique majestic purple light of the Delta Galaxy was reflected in Rong Feng's originally clear blue pupils, which gradually distorted his vision, leaving only Wuming who was dyed in a coquettish color all over his eyes.
He lowered his voice, gritted his teeth and asked word by word: "You don't think I dare?"
The two female insects looked at each other viciously, as if they could spark a spark by rubbing their eyes.
I didn't know, I thought they were going to fight on the spot.
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