Chapter 286: Love male guest Bai Yueguang (56)
This...what is this?
Is a new generation of dark wizards born?
Devouring the spirit, invading the realm, changing the rule of sovereignty... Or is it a cannibalism under their noses?
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Slan's eyes flushed with anger, "What did you eat for her?!"
The fantasy tribe scratched their heads. They obviously gave the same blood medicine of the same kind. How could this happen?
In the eyes of other races in the universe, the "Legend of Infected Persons" of the fantasy race is horrified. After all, it is the only one in the entire universe who has forcibly changed the race camp and biological form. Moreover, the phantom race is a well-known "back killer". After switching camps, the body and appearance will also change, and it will actively move closer to the evolutionary form of the phantom race.
It is said that a beautiful actress thief accidentally ingested the blood agent of an infected person, and was ugly and dizzy by herself in the mirror that night.
After waking up, the actress thief decided to shave her home to redeem her sins.
The third expeditionary army of the Sifo Empire just happened to encounter the fantasy race. They were in the courtship period and they fought out. The area was filled with blood fog, so that the army was forced to "evolve as a whole."
Those who can withstand the inheritance of super-high civilization blood are the worst A-level sentinel guides, while officers below A-level can hardly digest the evolutionary power beyond their own genetic sequence, waiting for their end is basically bursting to death.
Although the Fantasies have received more than a dozen younger brothers, they are actually not happy-their evolutionary level is too weak, even worse than newborns, and because they are too ugly and do not meet their aesthetic standards, the Fantasies would rather be single , And do not want to find them as spouses.
These evolved semi-finished races are neither capable of fighting nor fertile, which is a burden to them.
Unless necessary, the fantasy race is unwilling to share its genetic chain with other low-level races.
When the cunning man found their foothold and proposed this blood sharing plan to them, the fantasy clan refused.
but! He gave too much!
It is difficult for the fantasy clan to refuse a professional medical soldier who is in charge of all aspects of their lifelong cosmetic surgery.
So they came at the risk of offending the fallen Protoss.
Although there are some minor problems leading the way, they dare to pack tickets and guarantee——
The blood medicine they provide is definitely a treasure of the universe of high quality, good grade, and childishness!
Their phantom races are not void demons and fallen **** races. The tribes are united and friendly, and there has never been anything like swallowing blood relatives!
This cannot slander their genes of unity and friendship!
When this kind of thing happened, the kind-hearted phantom race did not push the pot, but found the reason from within itself for the first time.
Fantasy Race A: "Yebo yebo?"
Did you get the serial number wrong?
Fantasy Race B: "Yebo! Yebo! Yebo! Yebo! Yebo!"
impossible! I can guarantee it! I got it wrong, I was so ugly as to have no cosmic creatures in my life!
In the definition of the fantasy race, "partner" is more important than life. Whether it is "unable to marry" or "not married back", it is a whole-hearted blow to the fantasy race, and it will become the laughing stock of the entire universe. So when Phantom Race B moved out this most poisonous oath, Phantom Race A immediately believed its loyalty unconditionally!
After the two fantasy races had communicated, they felt that the wrong party should not be on their side, so they actively responded to their ideas.
Silan was dizzy by their string of pops. He was hurt and he took on the burden of the communication ambassador. "You mean, this blood agent is okay. The problem is her potential evolutionary fire. ?"
The fantasy clan points his head like a chicken pecking at rice.
Slan suddenly felt bad.
"Then she, then her potential evolutionary fire awakens, what will happen?"
Phantom Clan A stretched out two hands, pinched Phantom Clan B's neck, and at the same time pursed his black mouth, approaching Phantom Clan B with a squint look.
Fantasy B vomited on the spot.
The sixth life was furious and insulted the two disgusting passengers who did not abide by the space flight civilization law.
Slan: "..."
It turns out that you also vomit.
The next moment, a cold hand pinched his neck.
A pale, delicate, emotionless face pressed against his cheek.
"...Hungry, I'm hungry."
The coquettish tone, but hides the cold murderous intent.
"Tutu, brother, let me eat you... we are in spirit... okay?"
Silan had learned once in the botanical garden that the out-of-control little green tea was completely comparable to the humanoid killer walking in the universe. No sentry can refuse a guide's courtship signal, it is like hearing an echo in a swamp of despair, they rush to each other without hesitation.
Pei Huan, who had been taken away from the authority of the guide, fell into a coma, and he was lying under the feet of the two, not knowing his life or death.
"Leading Lessons" reminded Slan tragically.
——Can't agree to any request of this beautiful female guide!
Especially when the opponent forcibly crosses the line, it will also erode the spiritual power of the sentry guide and turn it into its own evolutionary nutrient.
Silan squeezed his palms tightly, and was on guard.
He was waiting for an opportunity, and when she slackened her defenses, he blocked her spiritual realm in one fell swoop!
But how could Tutu, who simply had no scheming, thought that she did not adopt the previous storming strategy to deal with him, but raised her arms and put her arms around his neck like a little girlfriend.
The light blue blood vessels climbed onto the dark guide’s face, like the light blue petal pattern in spring. She smiled at him, her tone almost bewitching, "Aren’t you always angry with the emotion pattern on Chi? Let’s make one. OK?"
He stared blankly at his lips close at hand.
The color is darker than that of a boy, and the corners of his lips are curled up, like crescent moons, filled with a sweet breath.
It wasn't the first time they kissed, but it was the first time he looked closely at her face.
This is the girl he likes, from childhood fantasy to reality at this moment. Slan thought in a daze. It was obviously that he had discovered it first, and he was also careful to take care of this tender heart. Why would they be easily "surpassed" by them? In that variety show, he was ignored, replaced, and drowned in the array of male guests.
He was never the preferred one.
Pei Huan is her ex-boyfriend, and they had an unknown relationship.
Minsi was her favorite, the boy she wanted to pursue in the first place.
And Chi, the noble and powerful royal family, is her best partner, and she always asks for his opinions unconsciously when making decisions.
They and she are gradually and actively establishing their own bonds, just like the universe and the stars, which are eternally connected and bright and beautiful. Only he, who didn't meet her expectations, admitted the wrong person at first sight, and even verbalized each other to her, cutting off the bond with his own hands. Should he be more interesting, be an unknown meteor, and briefly traverse this sky that does not belong to him?
Worthy of guilt entangled with huge passionate love, this top sentry couldn't refuse the guide's favor.
He loosened his fist.
Let the fresh fragrance overflow between the collars.
"Aw—"
The sixth generation uttered a painful roar.
Dog men and women!
Bah, no, Master, Little Green Tea is so gutsy, she actually dared to play kisses with other sentinels! I just don't put the two of us in my eyes!
There was a crazy flick in the sixth life. The fantasy race was observing human kissing skills. One was inattentive and was almost thrown out. They grabbed the dragon's horns and cursed Ye Bo Ye Bo, thinking that it was deliberately because it was lost. Get revenge on them!
And the weak teeth also knocked on, gasping in pain.
Slan held her nervously, "Are you okay? Mouth and lips are bleeding."
So weak and fiercely staring at the dragon horn.
The other party seemed to feel it, and he twisted his neck, and looked at her unconvinced.
She sneered so weakly, thinking she couldn't help it?
She swallowed the blood in her throat and kissed Slan again.
But this time, she leaned and led him to fall from a high altitude, the howling wind passed through the gap in her hair.
All the colors were pulled and blurred, like a meteor falling rapidly.
Slan: "...grass."
This kissing accident is too big.
It's really irritating to make the scalp numb.
He wanted to scold her, how could she be so self-willed, did she think she would just jump at a distance of thousands of miles, she was not afraid that the two of them would be exhausted and fall into a pool of flesh?
However, as soon as Silan touched her unwavering eyes, her heart was sore. They thought of so many ways to make her truly evolve into a guide, responding to their expectations, but was disrupted by the heroine at the critical moment.
She became a frigid guide who could never respond to the sentinel.
She had never perceived his huge, lost, and desperate pheromone.
How can such a guy cherish the sentinel's love?
Silan used his last mental power to condense an infinite corridor, fold the space, and slow down the speed of falling. The glands of the S-class sentinel were extremely hot, and two fluffy, soft rabbit ears appeared on his head.
A piece of snowy light, so weak was squinted.
"Please... wake up... don't, don't lose control..."
The sound of the wind cut the tone, so that it became hoarse and deformed.
He panted in pain, squeezed her hand, and touched his rabbit ears.
Although Slan understood that to confess his most vulnerable and sensitive area in front of an out-of-control guide, that would be killing him.
But he couldn't think of any way to make her sober.
The thing she is most familiar with and obsessed with is his bunny ears. Maybe she can wake up just by touching it?
The rabbit naively expects.
But she didn't.
She looked at him in the same way as she looked at the prey, full of savage blood.
It hurts.
His bond fever is here!
It was very untimely, there was no guide around him, there was only a guide whose glands were immune to respond and were not sober.
Will he die?
Will you die in the end when the gland is pierced by the guide?
Or did he die in the combined fever that broke out suddenly without a guide to redeem?
Slan was sweating with pain and couldn't think more.
At the last moment, he was confused, only instinctively, put up soft bunny ears, and took the initiative to kiss her.
He thought greedily--
I really hope to take you back to my hometown.
There are high, blue hillsides.
The rabbits there are hardworking and kind, they exchange carrots under the moon.
But I know that you are picky eaters and don't like carrots.
It's like you don't like me.