Xu Qingran did not kill the only woman who was still breathing on the field.
She doesn't know how to fight, and she helps Mu Ziyue behind the scenes. It seems too easy for her to be strangled to death.
His sight circled around.
This place happens to be the center of an abandoned city on a habitable planet in Tianying. The few remaining buildings are only half-complete.
Xu Qingran pinched her and thought for a while, and finally decided to cripple one of her hands and then break both of her legs.
He lowered his head and smiled at her, "If I'm not mistaken, you have just sent a distress signal."
"Then let's see if anyone will come to rescue you."
If someone comes, she can just give a message to Mu Ziyue.
If not, then just sit here until dark and wait to be eaten to death.
The woman stared at him with hatred in her eyes. "I have been working in the government office since the eldest prince was born. I have been by his side and helped him for more than 20 years since he was ten years old. You want to use this to test our master-servant relationship. It's a joke."
Although Mu Ziyue is cruel to outsiders, he always takes good care of those he trusts.
What's more, she is an internal trusted person who has been with him since childhood. No one knows all of Mu Ziyue's arrangements and plans better than her. He will never give up her even if he gives up anyone else!
After hearing her words, Xu Qingran just smiled, left her and the bodies on the ground, and turned back to the aircraft.
Things worth billions can really be thrown around for fun.
He went in and tried to start the car. Everything inside was normal, even the mechanical sound of the driving system was stable.
The middle-aged woman, who had lost her ability to move, could only sit and watch as the only aircraft that could still be driven disappeared from her sight.
She couldn't walk, and before leaving, Xu Qingran deliberately threw all the guards who had been beaten up by him to her side, surrounding her in all directions, blocking the road so tightly that she couldn't even crawl out.
After all, she was the one who had always been by Mu Ziyue's side and had done a lot of bad things for him, so her mentality did not collapse.
The smell of blood at the tip of her nose made her feel extremely uncomfortable. With a gloomy face, she moved as close to the cabin door as possible, waiting for the arrival of reinforcements from the Golden Wing Battalion.
It was just a rescue, and Mu Ziyue didn't even need to do anything herself. She was not worried at all about being left here until the group of demons woke up.
—That’s what she thought until dark.
The woman was trembling all over as she looked at the struggling afterglow of the setting sun in front of her.
I don’t know if it was because of the sudden drop in temperature or because of fear and disbelief.
The nearest rescue team will arrive in about an hour, but it's already half a day and there's still no news.
The signal sent out received no response.
As the sky darkened, a sea of scarlet was awakening in the exiled disaster area.
She looked at the 'stain' on the ground in despair as it began to expand and merge into countless monsters of varying lengths. The tiny combinations gave her, who suffered from trypophobia, goose bumps all over her body.
Living with the dead for several hours, facing the fear of the awakening demons, and the collapse of not being able to wait for rescue.
Complex emotions intertwined, making her expression distorted. Fortunately, there were still Xu Qingran's corpses piled around her, blocking the first wave of attacks from the demons. They smelled the scent of flesh and blood, and began to gnaw at them like a tide.
Seeing them getting closer and closer, the woman began to move the only hand she could still move, struggling to get into the destroyed cabin.
Until a ray of light suddenly hit her from above.
She looked up suddenly and saw the golden phoenix pattern printed on the bottom of the fuselage. She recognized that it was Mu Ziyue's exclusive means of transportation.
A hint of joy and warmth flashed across the woman's eyes.
On the aircraft, Mu Ziyue's guards pulled out their mental guns and swept the Type I demons around her. Although they were not the "main body" of this area, destroying their energy could provide some relief for a while.
When the red tide receded, they descended and lifted her into the aircraft.
Mu Ziyue was riding in a relatively large aircraft.
There were five people sitting at the driving console. The overall space was very spacious, and there was even a private kitchen and bar. Mu Ziyue sat on the sofa in the middle, resting her hands on the armrests, holding a goblet elegantly.
On his right eye, he wore a silver-black eyepatch like a one-eyed pirate.
A tall girl with short hair was standing next to the sofa.
She is one of the outstanding graduates of this year's military academy, Ling Yuege, type E.
The woman recognized the other person. It was she who contacted this Type E.
Ling Yuege had no expression on her face. Her eyes fell on her indifferently without saying a word.
After being rescued, the woman told Mu Ziyue what Xu Qingran had just done and also conveyed his arrogant remarks.
After listening to this, Mu Ziyue remained silent for more than a minute.
When he spoke again, he only asked her, "What happened to your hands and legs?"
Receiving Mu Ziyue's concern, the middle-aged woman tried to maintain her well-trained upright sitting posture, took off her glasses that made her feel extremely uncomfortable, and explained the reason.
Mu Ziyue asked again: "Besides these, what else did he say?"
"No, he definitely doesn't want to join the Golden Wing."
"I understand." Mu Ziyue put down the wine glass, opened the drawer next to his sofa, and took out a gun from it.
Then, he aimed at the middle-aged woman who was sitting on the ground in a mess.
Her pupils shrank and she asked in surprise: "... Your Highness the First Prince?"
Mu Ziyue smiled grimly and said, "Is it because of too many successes that you are becoming more and more confident and careless?"
"Who gave you the courage to leave the scene without first confirming his casualty status?"
The woman was speechless when asked.
Then I heard Mu Ziyue say without emotion: "You have followed me for so many years, you should know that I don't keep useless people here."
"Look at yourself now, what else can you do?"
The middle-aged woman could feel her skin trembling slightly.
She tried to find her voice and answered calmly: "I handle many of your Highness' affairs. No one is more capable than me—"
Before he could finish his words, he heard Mu Ziyue chuckle a few times.
The voice was chilling: "There are many people in your position who are capable of taking on the responsibility, and there are also many who want to take on the responsibility." "Don't take yourself too seriously."
As he spoke, he pointed at Ling Yuege, who was expressionless and robot-like, and said with a smile, "Isn't there a good candidate here right now?"
The woman bit her lower lip tightly, and anger finally emerged in her eyes: "Mu Ziyue, you will die miserably if you do this-"
There was a loud bang.
Before the middle-aged woman could finish her curse, she was shot in the head and fell to the ground with her eyes open.
The aircraft is operating normally.
The space was very quiet, and the surrounding guards were also very strong, with no change in their expressions. Even Ling Yuege only glanced at the corpse calmly, without any fear or sympathy.
Mu Ziyue put down the hand holding the gun, held up his face and suddenly said: "Did you see it? I don't need anything worthless."
It was as if he was speaking to everyone in the space.
After a few seconds, he waved his hand and had the body carried away. He then said to Ling Yuege, "Starting tomorrow, you will take her place."
After giving the instructions, he rubbed his forehead, stood up, and walked towards his private lounge deep inside the aircraft.
Ling Yuege followed the others and watched him leave before turning back to look at the fresh bloodstain on the floor.
His eyes were dull, as if he was looking at a dead object.
·
When Xu Qingran returned to Feixing, it was already dark.
When he got off the car, the scars and blood all over his body were shocking.
As he passed through the checkpoints along the way, the guards looked at him with shock.
The hand that was deeply cut by the knife was almost numb with pain, and it was only casually bandaged with a piece of cloth that he tore off his sleeve. The clean cloth had already been stained with bright red, but Xu Qingran did not feel any pain and walked calmly towards the house.
As soon as the door opened, the room became bright.
All the lights were on, so it was obvious that someone was home.
"Ouch—shit!"
Just as Xu Qingran closed the door, he heard an excited exclamation coming from the direction of the dining room.
Looking up, he saw Xie Nanjun, who had not even changed out of his work clothes, standing at the entrance from the dining room to the living room. His eyes were as big as bells as he looked at him, his face full of fear.
"Why does Brother Nanjun always make a fuss about nothing?" Following Xie Nanjun out was Shen Tianyi.
There was no time to stop it, and the young boy was caught off guard by a horror movie scene. Mrs. Song, who came out with a smile on her face, suddenly changed her expression and almost screamed out.
—Anyone who comes out after a meal and sees a person covered in blood, and who is an acquaintance, would be shocked.
Xu Qingran paused.
I remembered that today was Friday, the day Shen Tianyi and Mrs. Song would go home.
But why is Xie Nanjun here too
The first one to react was Shen Tianyi.
He was so scared that he burst into tears. His round eyes stared at Xu Qingran pitifully, and his miserable cries sounded like someone was mourning for him.
Mrs. Song's teeth were also chattering: "Mr. Xu Xu Xu... What's wrong with you?!"
"Yes, yes, do you want me to call an ambulance for you..."
Xie Nanjun, who has been on the battlefield and seen many storms, has to be calm.
But his expression was still exaggerated, and he asked sincerely: "Xu Qingran, are you going to do something murderous or arson?"
Xu Qingran thought, it’s quite similar.
Xie Nanjun wanted to continue complaining when suddenly a man walked out from behind him with quick steps, accidentally bumping into his shoulder as he passed by him.
It’s Shen Tingyu.
He heard the noise and came out of the dining room to take a look. Without saying anything, he walked in front of Xu Qingran. He pulled up his bangs and stared at the bloody hole on his forehead, frowning.
Because of his position, Xie Nanjun couldn't see clearly what Shen Tingyu's eyes were looking at him.
However, when Xu Qingran saw it, if he had to describe it, he would probably feel angry and helpless.
There was also a little bit of heartache that he subconsciously hid.
After Shen Tingyu withdrew his hand, he glanced at him again and asked with a smile, "Xu Qingran?"
Xu Qingran turned his eyes away silently and said calmly: "It's not a big problem."
Shen Tianyi cried less loudly under the comfort of Mrs. Song, but he still sniffed with red eyes and asked, "Will Brother Qingran die?"
"Pooh, pooh, pooh. Look, he can still drive back by himself. He's fine!" Xie Nanjun said angrily.
Shen Tianyi sniffed again and nodded firmly: "Yes, Brother Qingran is very powerful!"
After coming back with a surprise that startled everyone, Xu Qingran went back to his room to take a shower, clean his wounds, and apply medicine.
He handled the parts he could handle by himself, and as for the more troublesome back, Shen Tingyu came in to help him.
After applying the medicine and putting on his clothes, he sat on the edge of the bed and watched Shen Tingyu apply medicine to the hand that was most seriously injured.
"Does it hurt?" Shen Tingyu pulled a chair and sat in front of him. He lowered his head and concentrated on treating his wound. His movements were careful and gentle.
Xu Qingran said stubbornly: "It doesn't hurt."
Shen Tingyu looked up at him, then chuckled in disbelief.
Xu Qingran thought he could endure the pain quite well, psychologically speaking.
But the collision between the wound and the medicine was very stimulating, and his delicate body was a little bit unable to resist, and physiological tears automatically welled up in his eyes. His eyes turned slightly red, and there was a hint of charm in the corners of his eyes.
Perhaps because he has been in the military for a long time, Shen Tingyu is quite skilled in bandaging wounds.
While doing it, I asked him, "What did you do?"
Xu Qingran did not hide his plan and roughly explained the whole process from Mu Ziyue sending people to seek cooperation with him to his refusal.
He was told everything, including the fact that Mu Ziyue came to him with the intention of using him to control him.
After listening to this, Shen Tingyu stopped talking and wrapped his hands with gauze in circles.
Xu Qingran suddenly became curious: "It is said that the Empire wants to use a partner to control the E-type. What kind of control method is it?"
It's impossible that the partner can completely grasp the E-type thinking and direct them to go left or right, right
When he finished asking questions, Shen Tingyu had also treated his wounds.
After tying a beautiful knot, she calmly answered his question: "Just like now."
"It's a method of control that makes people worry to the point of going crazy."
Xu Qingran paused.
It is really impossible to tell this from Shen Tingyu's calm and composed expression.
Shen Tingyu reached out and lifted up his hair and began to treat the wound on his forehead.
As he did so, he said, "We haven't signed a soul contract yet, so the situation is a little better."
"It's okay when we first establish a temporary contract, but if the relationship lasts for a long time, the bond will grow deeper and the induction will become stronger. Until the contract is fully established, if anything happens to you, I won't be able to control myself no matter how rational I am."
Shen Tingyu said this in a very normal tone.
Xu Qingran pondered for a moment, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who said I want to sign a complete contract with you?"
As he spoke, he looked up and met the eyes of Shen Tingyu, who stood up and bent down to apply medicine to him.
Only then did I realize that the two of us were now a little close, and our auras were inadvertently entangled.
Accidentally, I bumped into Shen Tingyu's eyes that were as calm as the sea.
Xu Qingran paused, and was about to say something when Xie Nanjun suddenly shouted from outside the room: "Qingran, are you guys done?"
"Mrs. Song has prepared your dinner, come out and eat!"
The two of them came to their senses.
Xu Qingran replied: "I know, it will be ready soon."
Here, Shen Tingyu helped him deal with the last part, smiled and said to him: "If it really doesn't work, I can only use favors to pressure you in the end."
It sounded like there was no intention of letting him go.
Xu Qingran clicked his tongue.
I don't know who was the person who said it so seriously in the restaurant.
Shen Tingyu pulled his hand away from Xu Qingran's forehead with some reluctance, and looked at him deeply again, saying: "Mu Ziyue is not a good person."
"Don't have any contact with him for the time being."
Xu Qingran didn't reply.
If you don’t say it, it doesn’t mean you will agree.
Shen Tingyu knew his temper, so he lowered his voice and said to him, "Let the people of Jinyi handle the affairs of Jinyi Camp."
"Okay?"
Xu Qingran was silent for a few seconds, then replied firmly: "Not good."
"If you decide to cause trouble, remember to take me with you. I also have a score to settle with him."
Shen Tingyu was silent for a while and asked him: "Have you had any other conflicts with him?"
Xu Qingran curled his lips and said, "No."
But you do.
Xu Qingran thought that based on what he saw in his soul's memory, it was enough for him to kill Mu Ziyue a hundred times.
However, Mu Ziyue is different from Mu Ziyu. He is not someone he can just kidnap and beat up.
Especially since I heard that he is a top 3S level psychic, we really can't mess around with him.
Before leaving the room, Xu Qingran walked to the desk and handed the paper data he took out before taking a shower to Shen Tingyu: "This is the real matching data between Tianyi and me. Take it to the Shen family and cancel our engagement."
"After all, if I want to start a new relationship with you, it's not good to have this constraint."
He felt that at least if he didn't tell anyone else, he had to let the people in the Shen family know first, so that they wouldn't misunderstand that Shen Tingyu was doing something perverted like forcibly snatching his niece's wife.
Shen Tingyu opened it and took a look. As expected, he was very concerned: "55%?"
Xu Qingran smiled and said as he walked out, "Your little nephew is really cute."
When they went out, Shen Tianyi was playing games with Xie Nanjun.
On the screen, there was a scene of two people working together to beat alien monsters. The two people were holding the hand cranks and playing very intensely, shouting loudly.
According to Shen Tingyu, Xie Nanjun came to give him inhibitors.
It happened to be Friday, and Mrs. Song and Shen Tianyi came back, so he stayed for dinner.
Xu Qingran didn't interrupt them and went to the dining room with Shen Tingyu.
Mrs. Song's cooking skills were as good as ever. Xu Qingran enjoyed the meal very much and browsed his phone while eating. Shen Tingyu had no habit of talking unless necessary, whether he was eating alone or watching others eat, so he just stayed by his side and dealt with his full load of official emails.
When the meal was almost over, Xie Nanjun finally found him in the dining room after walking around with a blank board and asked, "Qingran, is this yours?"
That was indeed the light board that Xu Qingran left in the living room.
He found it troublesome and only took a cell phone with him when he went out.
Xie Nanjun put the things on the table, grabbed a piece of candy from the small bowl on the dining table, and said as he unwrapped it, "An email just came in. When the cursor was floating, I took a look and it seemed to be from the Silver Dragon Military Headquarters."
For big cards like the Silver Dragon and Gold Wing Headquarters, a silver dragon or phoenix cursor will pop up when an email is sent.
They are afraid that others won’t know it’s their email.
Xu Qingran picked up the tablet, opened his mailbox, and murmured the title of the letter.
The main content is that all military academy graduates have completed their camp selection and are called upon to report to the headquarters or branch within ten days to receive their uniforms and work arrangements.
Xu Qingran is a specially invited student and his treatment is also special.
He needed to go to headquarters.
The notice stated that in addition to what normal students would have, as an outstanding student who had met the graduation requirements for the special invitation letter, he would also receive an additional 100 million bonus from the Empire, an exclusive military aircraft, customized weapons, customized combat mechas, and other basic equipment.
The money will be deposited directly into his bank account.
The rest of the equipment will be sent to his home or the place where he will be assigned to work after it is completed.
Xie Nanjun leaned next to him at some point and joined in the fun.
Just thinking about it still made me feel unwilling, and I complained: "Xu Qingran, what's wrong with you? There are me and Shen Tingyu in the Golden Wing, and your future partner Tianyi is also a Golden Wing person, but he actually betrayed us and went to Silver Dragon!"
Xu Qingran exited his mailbox and replied nonchalantly, "I have too many acquaintances, so it's hard for me to show my talents."
Xie Nanjun: “?”
What is it going to play
Shen Tingyu suddenly asked: "Did they tell you what position they would assign you?"
"No." Xu Qingran replied.
As a specially invited student who successfully graduated, Xu Qingran would have a minor military rank at least. If all went well, he might be assigned to some galaxies where it would be easier to develop, and be guided by seniors who were about to retire or had job changes there.
If you are unlucky, you may be thrown into a difficult place right from the start.
For example, those star systems that have been invaded by demons. The situation in these star systems is quite tense, and there may not be any buffer period after taking office. If you are stage-frightened or mentally unstable, you may not be able to suppress those fierce or experienced troops.
If he cannot suppress the situation, his power may be undermined and the people under him will not obey him.
This was a very embarrassing and humiliating thing for the new officers.
It may even affect subsequent achievements.
Xu Qingran thought back to the disaster-stricken galaxy of the Silver Dragon Camp.
Among the six galaxies under its jurisdiction, only the Serpentis and the Poseidon system, which is farthest from the Devil Group's jump point, are safe zones, and the others are all the same.
"It doesn't matter, it's the same to me wherever I go." He said calmly.
It’s best to arrange a stimulating place for him right from the start.
Xie Nanjun stayed at their house for a few more hours.
It was not until late at night, when everyone was ready to rest, that he prepared to go home.
Xu Qingran: "It's so late, aren't you staying overnight?"
There should be many guest rooms in the house.
As a result, Xie Nanjun refused without hesitation: "No, no."
"The last time I stayed at Shen Tingyu's house was six years ago. You don't know that my room was quite far from his, but he still woke me up by kicking the door."
"Looking for a fight in the middle of the night, do you think he is sick?"
Xie Nanjun's face turned blue as he spoke, and he was still angry when he recalled it: "He also said that if he didn't fight with me, he was afraid that I would be left with only a corpse tomorrow."
"Listen, is this what people say?"
He rolled his eyes and added, "So I don't understand, how come you've been with him for so long and nothing happened?"
Xu Qingran answered seriously: "Maybe it's because I'm type D."
Type E people won’t hit Type D people.
Xie Nanjun, who was about to leave, heard this and suddenly asked him, "I heard that the D-type can be used as a spiritual power supply package?"
"I just happened to be going home overnight, could you give me some mental strength?"
Having said that, he stretched out his hand.
As a result, before Xu Qingran's hand could even reach out, his was slapped away by Shen Tingyu.
Admiral Shen stared at him with a fake smile: "We are not in the army. We don't have a mind transmission isolator. What do you want to do?"
Xie Nanjun was confused by his cold stare: "What does it matter? If your rank is high enough, a handshake can help a little, right?"
"No, it's not convenient." Shen Tingyu said, "Men shouldn't touch each other."
Xie Nanjun was even more confused: "Tianyi has no objection, why are you, a younger uncle, so anxious?"
Shen Tingyu remained calm: "Tianyi is still young, so I am worried about him."
Xu Qingran laughed as he listened nearby.
Because of Shen Tingyu's strenuous obstruction, the transmission of type D mental power that Xie Nanjun expected could not be realized in the end, and he left Shen Tingyu's house cursing.
Such a lively night ended just like that.
Xu Qingran rested at home for a few days.
Only when the hideous wound on his palm began to heal did he change into a shirt and suit pants and fly to the Silver Dragon Camp military headquarters in the Andromeda Galaxy.
The Silver Dragon Military Headquarters is quite large, and the building of the Public Affairs Office occupies the area of a small city.
Next to it is a larger military base, where combat aircraft take off and land from time to time.
When Xu Qingran appeared at the Silver Dragon Camp headquarters, everyone around him subconsciously looked at him.
Some are actually new fans of the young master, some don't know him very well but are particularly familiar with him, and some are simply attracted by his hanger-like figure and good looks.
Xu Qingran was as calm as a star who was used to being watched by a lot of people. He looked straight ahead, relaxed and calm, and walked into the main building according to the road signs. Then he followed the instructions of the people in the building and came to the place where he signed in and received his things.
The process was similar to reporting to the Grantis School Office. I had to enter my identity information into the Silver Dragon Camp's military system. Then I received various identity cards, gate cards for entering and exiting different camp bases, and several sets of uniforms for different occasions.
Finally, he was given a silver-gray rectangular letter.
The person who was in charge of contacting him told him: "This is your employment letter, which contains a formal letter of appointment, a document about your job arrangement, your job address and related introduction."
Xu Qingran didn't open it immediately: "Okay, thank you."
The staff member found something while sorting out his documents. He looked up and said hesitantly, "Mr. Xu will be an officer of the Silver Dragon Battalion in the future. I suggest that you fill in the accommodation address in the Silver Dragon's jurisdiction for your official documents."
"And for your convenience in future work and travel, I also suggest that you live in the Silver Dragon area permanently."
The checkpoint that Silver Dragon crossed over the Golden Wing was similar to going through customs when going abroad in the previous life, and one also needed a "visa".
The requirements for ordinary residents are not that bad, but if you are a military or police officer, the review for each clearance will be more complicated and take longer. It is not a big deal for daily travel, but it will be very troublesome if you are called in for emergency work.
Xu Qingran gave her the address of Bishui Villa.
After all the information was confirmed to be registered correctly, I carried a bunch of things back.
He was in a secondary building connected to the main building.
When going back, you will pass through a relatively quiet corridor.
It was in this place that Xu Qingran met Lu Cheng.
He looked a little hurried. He was breathing slightly when standing face to face with him, and his windbreaker was a little messy.
I don’t know if it was a coincidence or if he heard the news and came to wait for him.
"Qingran." Lu Cheng's voice was filled with surprise and caution.
Xu Qingran's attitude was very cold: "What's the matter?"
When Lu Cheng saw Xu Qingran choose Silver Dragon during the live broadcast, he felt so fortunate.
He knew that all new students would report in about half a month, and as a specially invited student, Xu Qingran would definitely come to the headquarters. So he waited for the past few days, and finally he got the news that he had appeared.
"Qingran, I know everything Xu Qingan did to you." Lu Cheng's Adam's apple moved slightly.
"I... I've already told my dad and them, they support me ending my engagement with Qing'an. It was all my fault before, I was deceived by Qing'an's hypocrisy and sweet words, and didn't see that the person I love most is you."
"Can we start over again?" Lu Cheng's dreams these days are filled with memories of his past with Xu Qingran.
Ever since he found out that they were 99% compatible, getting Xu Qingran back seemed to have become his obsession.
Unfortunately, when Xu Qingran looked at him, there was still no love in his eyes that was always full of love that was about to overflow.
There is only the coldness of strangeness and alienation.
Xu Qingran looked at the handsome man in front of him who seemed to have not had a good rest, and said in a cold tone: "Lu Cheng, it's too late."
There happened to be only two of them in the long corridor.
You can say whatever you want.
Lu Cheng was unwilling to accept it and raised his voice to retort: "It's not too late!"
"I... I already know that we are compatible. We are destined to be attracted to each other and fall in love. If we can go back to the way we were in the past—"
"There's no going back." Xu Qingran ruthlessly interrupted his true confession.
He took out the new data he had prepared long ago and handed it to him: "This is our current compatible relationship."
Lu Cheng was stunned for a moment, then walked forward, took it and opened it.
Then he stared at the data for a long time before he let out a low laugh.
"Impossible..." Lu Cheng said while laughing, but his expression was uglier than crying, "Impossible!!"
"You must have forged this data on purpose to make me give up!"
Xu Qingran calmly replied: "This kind of paper material is only available at the Soulmate official headquarters, and it has their imprint on it."
The data paper was wrinkled by Lu Cheng.
He bent down and held the data tightly in his arms, as if he was still refusing to accept the fact that they were only 1%.
"If you really don't believe me, you're welcome to come to the headquarters and supervise a match in person."
Perhaps Lu Cheng's confession now was sincere, but Xu Qingran could not sympathize with him.
There is no medicine for regret in this world.
He said to Lu Cheng: "99% of soul compatibility does exist."
When Lu Cheng heard his voice, he slowly raised his head and stood up.
Then Xu Qingran continued, "But the Xu Qingran who was 99% compatible with you died on the day you got engaged to Xu Qing'an."
"Yes, he died in District 13 of Red City South."
After leaving these words, Xu Qingran left.
Only Lu Cheng was still standing there alone, and the hand holding the data paper tightened again. Finally, he raised his other hand to cover his eyes and let out a low roar that he tried hard to suppress, his voice choked with sobs.
For some reason, he suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable at this moment.
It was as if he had personally pushed the precious thing that was once so close to him to a place where he could never reach it again.
·
“…Why are you packing again?”
Another week passed in the blink of an eye.
Shen Tingyu just came back exhausted and found Xu Qingran in the room packing his luggage again, as if he was preparing to move.
Compared to before, there are fewer things to pack.
Xu Qingran told him about the reminder he received at the Silver Dragon Camp headquarters: "I think she is right. It will take a long time to get from Feixing to any place in Silver Dragon. In order to ensure my work, I want to prepare another place to live."
He threw the bag full of clothes on the ground, turned to look at Shen Tingyu at the door, and said with a smile: "After all, I will be a soldier of Silver Dragon soon."
Shen Tingyu pursed his lips slightly, with a rare lack of smile on his face.
But he didn't mad at him, he just asked softly: "Where will you live after you return to Silver Dragon?"
"The house my mother stayed in at Bishui Villa."
"I was actually renovating it, and now everything is almost restored to its original state. You can just move in." Xu Qingran replied.
fair enough.
To prevent Xu Yan from sneaking in again when he wasn't paying attention.
Seeing that they had almost packed all the things they needed to bring, Xu Qingran asked Shen Tingyu again: "We don't have much time left."
"So General Shen, when are you going to sign a temporary contract with me?"
It is better to do it today than to wait for a day.
So we decided to set it for today.
Shen Tingyu agreed and said he would tell him after he finished the official business he needed to handle.
As a result, Xu Qingran had already taken a shower and was ready to go to bed, but she still didn't get any news from him. Finally, she couldn't help it and went straight to the study to look for him.
The door was not closed, and he saw Shen Tingyu sitting behind the desk, staring at the book on the table with a serious look on his face.
I didn't even notice he came up.
Xu Qingran leaned against the door with his arms folded and said, "Coward."
Shen Tingyu finally came to his senses and replied, not sure if it was an excuse or not: "No, I was just thinking about something."
"I want to go to bed, hurry up." Xu Qingran walked to the desk and urged.
Shen Tingyu smiled and slowly moved his gaze to his left hand.
In the past, I always forgot to cover the back of my hands in front of him despite being reminded many times, but today he obediently put on gloves.
He pondered for a moment and explained, "The conclusion of a soul contract requires a recipient to allow the other party to approach and enter the spiritual realm to complete a simple imprint."
Shen Tingyu stood up and walked in front of Xu Qingran, and then said: "Because the interaction needs to be carried out through the spiritual seal, the one with the spiritual seal that is easier to contact will be the recipient when the relationship is bound."
Xu Qingran roughly understood what he meant.
Just as he was about to take off his gloves, he suddenly remembered that someone had disliked his spiritual seal a long time ago.
He stopped and said vindictively, "Admiral Shen wants to see my spiritual seal now?"
"Didn't you say you weren't interested? I'm afraid if I reveal it now, you'll accuse me of provoking you."
After hearing this, Shen Tingyu fell silent.
The dead memories suddenly began to attack.
After a long while, he slowly said in a low voice: "It's okay, it's seduction."
Any talk of provocation was fake, he just didn't want to admit it.
He was unwilling to admit that he had some bold ideas about Xu Qingran's spiritual seal at that time.
Xu Qingran chuckled.
It took him a while to take off his gloves.
At this moment, a strange feeling suddenly slipped through his heart.
It was as if he was taking off not his gloves but his clothes to cover his private parts.
When he was distracted, he heard Shen Tingyu say to him: "Go to bed."
Xu Qingran looked up when he heard that.
Shen Tingyu probably realized that the sentence was ambiguous, and then added: "Don't get me wrong, that's not what I meant."
"Just worried—you might not be able to stand later."
Xu Qingran didn't care.
He thought to himself that this bastard was looking down on him again, and that he would definitely be able to bear the pain no matter how much it hurt.
Until he sat on the bed, and Shen Tingyu's thumb gently touched the mark on the back of his left hand.
Suddenly, I had a very strange feeling as if I had been electrocuted.
Xu Qingran was surprised.
He usually gets this mark when he bumps into something while taking a bath, and it's normal and he doesn't feel anything, so why did it suddenly...
Before he could figure it out, the energy fluctuations released from Shen Tingyu's soul flowed into his body from the mark like a fine stream of water, slowly caressing every inch of his cells and nerves, and flowing to the spiritual sea where his soul and spirit were.
In an instant, a chill climbed up along his tailbone.
It was like some kind of gentle caress, sliding lightly over every sensitive part of his body, arousing an even more unbearable itch.
Xu Qingran finally understood what Shen Tingyu meant by "unable to stand".
It turns out that it’s not because it will be painful, but because it will feel great.
There was a strange yet slightly familiar feeling, which made him want to resist and push away at first.
His wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone, but underneath that force, he tried to stay awake and restrain himself from hurting him.
Xu Qingran raised his eyes and saw a faint glow of spiritual power under Shen Tingyu's blue eyes.
The E-type hunting instinct that he usually restrained was released at this moment like a ferocious beast that could no longer be imprisoned. He locked onto the prey in front of him tightly, not giving it a chance to escape.
When the soul in the spirit pool felt another energy approaching, the strange feeling of invasion reached a certain extreme, and he was so uncomfortable that he almost couldn't control the sound in his throat.
When he came to his senses, Xu Qingran realized that he had been pressed onto the bed by the aroused Shen Tingyu.
Perhaps sensing his discomfort, Shen Tingyu lowered his voice and said, "Be patient, it will be fine soon."
The tone was gentle with a hint of temptation.
Xu Qingran finally gave up struggling and just let Shen Tingyu's soul energy interact with his.
I thought to myself, I finally understood why he was so hesitant and reluctant when it came to making a covenant.
This feeling is so wonderful.
Strictly speaking, what's the difference between that and having your soul done to you
Although Shen Tingyu said it would be done soon, the whole process lasted for almost half an hour.
When it was over, he, as the one who was receiving it, had already broken out in a sweat and was lying on the bed, lost in thought.
It's like being smoothed over.
Oh no, it's a little more pleasant than that.
Shen Tingyu didn't know that Xu Qingran's true thoughts were so wild. After he came to his senses, he even felt a little sorry.
I wondered if Xu Qingran could accept this.
There was a brief silence in the space.
Until Shen Tingyu stood up and said, "You take a rest first, I'll go wash up."
He turned around and walked a few steps before he heard Xu Qingran on the bed ask him, "Are you planning to take a cold shower?"
"Yeah, that's what everyone says. Generally, when you need to cool down, you should take a cold shower."
Xu Qingran stood up slightly, his peach blossom eyes still welling up with physiological tears caused by stimulation, and the nonchalant way he looked at people was extremely alluring.
He dragged out his lazy ending tone like after something happened, and asked: "So General Shen, are you angry?"
Shen Tingyu: “…”
Admiral Shen refused to answer the question and left the bedroom without looking back.
(End of this chapter)