Chapter 147 Male Model Shop
"Yes, it's that little girl!" An old man stared at the girl in combat uniform in surprise.
She was slightly closing her eyes, her whole body was glowing with white light, and countless green vines stretched out from her body and extended to the controlled sentries.
For a moment, time seemed to stand still.
The girl's spiritual power is so peaceful and tranquil, shining on everyone as gently as the bright moonlight.
Creaking, that was the sound of the instrument implanted in the Sentinel stopping working. No matter how advanced the instrument was, it could not withstand the cleansing of the purest mental power.
The sentries stood there in a daze, their expressions gradually softening, their hearts filled with emotion and shock.
The vines were like gentle tides, gently slapping their hearts, washing away the dust in their minds and dispelling the fear in their souls.
From then on, they had a direction to belong to and a small god to believe in.
Tears of joy and relief welled up on the faces of the sentinels. After countless desperate nights in the Federation, they finally gained the peace they had never dared to dream of.
"I swear, as long as I live, my body will be at your disposal at any time."
"You will be the meaning of my life."
"I will protect you with my life."
They couldn't help but half-kneel down in the direction of the girl.
Surrender to her gentle yet powerful strength.
"Is this really... a guide?" The middle-aged man was trembling all over and uttered a word after a long while.
"This is Qianzhi Guide, the treasure of our empire." The imperial guard who was standing by and smiling said proudly, while glancing at the big man with displeasure.
"In our empire, guides are valued regardless of rank."
The Federation will not understand that the comfort of the guide is something that cannot be replaced by any inhibitor.
The exchange of spiritual power is the mutual communication of people's feelings and the flow of emotions and love.
It is to make people truly feel that they are loved by others, by society and by the country.
This is not something that can be explained by a cold instrument.
"So, the federal government told us that the disaster was eliminated because of the power of the Sentinels. They lied to us." The middle-aged man half-knelt down tremblingly, stretched out his arms, and crawled in the direction of Qianzhi.
How arrogant and rude they are, having been blinded and deceived by the Federation.
Discrimination based on gender, occupation, and even mental strength level is seen by the current leaders of the Federation as a weapon to manipulate people's minds.
Conflicts arise from discrimination and are exploited by those in power, with oppression, exploitation and hierarchy becoming the anchors of the federation.
"This is the true divine achievement! The Soltz Empire is the country blessed by God!"
An old man knelt down in the direction of Qianzhi.
His knees, which had refused to bend even when he was bullied by force, now knelt down willingly for the girl.
The sound of aircraft shuttling back and forth sounded above their heads.
The man with golden hair was as dazzling as the sun of the empire.
He jumped lightly from the speeding aircraft, scooped the girl into his arms, and held her tightly.
"Qianqian darling, I told you not to get so close to the checkpoint. If anything happens—"
Theo stared at the federal soldiers retreating into the darkness:
"I won't let anyone go."
Including himself.
Vita is not as good as Emperor Star.
As a new area for saving interstellar humanity, it gathers people from the Third Freedom Alliance and citizens who escaped from the Federation.
As culture becomes more diverse, conflicts and disputes also continue.
That's why he kept it a secret from Qianzhi. He couldn't bear to see her in any danger.
"I'll be fine," the girl said, hugging his neck. The ending of her voice was crisp and sweet, like a kitten with its tail raised, showing off happily, "They are just too weak."
Theo stared at the little dimples on her cheeks and felt his heart melt.
"Qianqian is right, Qianqian is the best."
He smiled and kissed Qianzhi on her red lips. The moment he raised his head, his sticky and affectionate gaze instantly changed to become stern and serious.
The crown prince's solemn aura forced the sentries who had been eagerly looking at Qianzhi to lower their heads and stare at their feet.
Theo glanced coldly at the sentries with different expressions.
Some of them had already rolled up their sleeves and opened their lapels, trying to use their beautiful bodies and the smell of pheromones to attract the little dodder in his arms.
This is also the second reason why he was unwilling to let Qianzhi come here.
Because there are too many people coveting her.
The jealous thoughts in his heart were like sticky, turbulent muddy water, trying to drown and swallow her, and hide her where no one could see her.
He alone could touch her, kiss her, and eat her.
His dark thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of wetness on his lips.
The girl clumsily kissed his lips and extended her soft tongue.
"I'm hungry, Theo." Qianzhi rubbed her stomach. The mental power she had just released instantly consumed all her physical strength, making her feel hungry all of a sudden.
She stared at the man's tense neck and licked her lips.
Theo's brain felt hot and his stomach felt tight.
He immediately threw those dark thoughts aside.
It turns out that Qianqian only has him in her eyes, and he must be the person she loves the most.
The big lion happily coaxed himself into submission.
Vita's Night.
The signboard of a store was particularly bright, flashing a charming and ambiguous light.
The waiter at the bar stared at the three guests in front of him with wide eyes.
They were all unfamiliar faces he had never seen before.
And he swallowed, two of them were senior guides.
The one in the middle, although half of her face is covered by a large hood, her delicate and pointed jaw and beautiful rosy lips all show that she is an extremely beautiful woman.
"This is the most famous place in District 9, Qianqian!" Luo Weiya, Qianzhi's former mentor in District 9, threw herself into the soft sofa, staring at the figures walking back and forth in front of her with shining eyes.
This is the Ninth District Male Model Shop.
It is full of half-naked muscular bodies, beautiful and delicate faces, and the alluring and subtle sweet smell of pheromones.
Qianzhi lowered his hood, sighed, and looked at Lian Hua with sparkling eyes.
She really shouldn't have trusted them.
She was told that they were here to eat the local snacks of District 9, and she believed it so naively.
Unexpectedly, it was this delicacy.
The shiny, well-defined pectoral muscles and tight, beautiful abdominal muscles swayed before her eyes.
A group of handsome men, each with their own unique style, dressed in sexy uniforms, lingered around her.
Their taste and their looks were like tongues darting out, licking and teasing at the edge of her cheek, trying to earn her inviting gaze.
Such a beautiful guide, even just a kiss from her is enough for them to reminisce.
It’s a pity that her eyes were wandering and she didn’t even look at them.
Qianzhi found that her appetite had become a bit picky.
With these sexy bodies in front of her, she had no desire to eat them.
After all, the men she had branded seemed to taste much better than these people.
Moreover, she didn't want to have any deeper contact with anyone other than her Sentinels.
Qianzhi stood up from her chair and was about to say goodbye to Luo Weiya and Lian Hua who were already playing with the men, when someone came over to her.
"Are you alone, beautiful lady?"
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