Chapter 59: No More Love Rivals
The sharp teeth bit the back of the hand that was blocking Qianzhi's neck.
Bo Lan stared darkly at the back of his hand that was bitten through, and with a gentle force completely different from the one that bit himself, he gently stroked the girl's hair with his other clean hand.
The news that the ancient tree had selected the messenger of God exploded like a thunderclap and spread out within a day and a night.
When Qianzhi woke up in Ian's mansion, the communicator next to her had been ringing intermittently for a long time.
The girl crawled out of the quilt like a lazy cat, and opened the message with half-closed eyes.
The communicator was given to her by Lian Hua.
Qianzhi didn't have many friends to contact, so it was usually Lianhua who chattered to her through the communicator.
Sure enough, more than a dozen messages were sent in succession.
"The messenger of God is indeed you, Qianqian!"
"My Da Qianqian is really amazing, she is worthy of being the most powerful beauty guide in the empire!"
"By the way, go check out the forums! Qianqian, you're already incredibly popular!"
In the Imperial Forum.
[I used to not know the meaning of my existence~~~~ Now I know that I was born for Ms. Chizhi! ! ! [Picture][Picture]]
[Get lost! Yesterday, I posted that I was born to play Dota. What a flawed heart! Miss Qianqian, if you're browsing this forum, please take a look at me. I'm an S-rank Sentinel. I own ten villas on the Imperial Star. I've been single since birth and have been a virgin for Miss Qianqian for twenty years. My measurements are 185cm, 95cm, and 18cm.]
[The above is not qualified. The average height of the male group of Miss God's Envoy is 187, 105, 20.]
[Don’t forget the new boy band member, His Royal Highness Prince Soltz. Everyone upstairs, what can you compare to him? ?]
[Of course a good guide can take a concubine! As the saying goes, there are three thousand beauties in the harem, and I would like to be one of them!]
The posts on the forum were posted so quickly that Qianzhi was a little overwhelmed.
There was a very light knock on the door.
After getting Qianzhi's response, the door opened carefully, revealing two men behind it.
Ian seemed to have just come back from outside and was still wearing a tight combat uniform.
The man had broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His gray-blue high-fiber combat suit outlined his muscles. Simulated phantom scales spread downward from his bulging chest muscles and gradually disappeared at his lower abdomen.
Qianzhi inexplicably thought of the number 20.
Her eyes wandered for a moment, and she quickly focused all her attention on the person behind Ian.
"Chenzhou."
After hearing Qianzhi's soft call, Lu Chenzhou suddenly paused.
Her voice seemed to have dense little hooks, licking his earlobe and ear canal.
Let the faint red spread from his neck to the tips of his ears.
Only a dozen days had passed, but he already missed her terribly.
And the body's reaction is faster and more honest than his thinking.
"Qianqian." The man wearing gold-rimmed glasses responded to her.
A faint smile hung on the corner of his lips, like the first snow finally melted by the green branches.
Ian pursed his lips, took a few quick steps forward, and pulled the soft blanket that had slipped off the girl's shoulders back up.
While approaching Qianzhi at close range, he unbuttoned the protective suit around his neck and leaned down, allowing the deep grooves where the muscles were squeezed out to appear a little from under his collarbone.
Ian felt that being jealous was childish, but when he saw Qianzhi's eyes passing over his body, he thought that being childish occasionally was not a bad thing.
Males with superior physical qualities are more likely to be favored by females.
"Qianqian," Lu Chenzhou glanced at the childish marshal, coughed lightly, and still took out the computer in his hand according to his professional ethics.
"Qianqian's mental strength has increased to S-level in just 24 hours, and is approaching SS-level."
That was the power passed on to her by the ancient tree.
"But the speed of improvement is too fast, and it is indeed difficult to control." Lu Chenzhou's larynx rolled.
From the very beginning, the room was filled with the fragrance of thousands of flowers, especially when they approached her, the fragrance of the flowers seemed to condense into an invisible entity, passing across the back of his neck with the instinct of plants.
He also rubbed his sensitive glands from time to time.
"Qianqian tried to imagine that spiritual power was a sponge that had absorbed water. She squeezed out the water and then took it back into her body."
It would be easy for a high-level guide to cause his body to collapse if he released his mental power for such a long time.
And more importantly, the alluring smell of spiritual power will attract more sentinels.
His Qianqian is very gentle and soft-hearted.
He doesn't want to have more rivals in love.
A deep, dark place.
There was no sound of any life here, and the silence was eerie.
Thick black fog filled all the space.
Let despair become the underlying color here.
In the thick fog, stood an indifferent silver-haired boy, looking indifferently at the stickiest, coldest fog hanging in the darkness.
"You did this to my memory?"
Cui stretched out half of her wing, turning it into a cold and brutal bone fan, stabbing towards the mist in the middle.
"Don't make the mistake of targeting your target for revenge, Yindie."
A voice came from the mist.
Cui always finds it difficult to describe His voice.
It was as if all the malice in the stars was condensed, oozing with terrifying danger, yet wrapped in a layer of gorgeous falsehood, making his voice low and alluring.
"It was your dear sister who made you lose your memory, not me," said the fog.
"After all, as the ancestor, she inherited the consciousness of the planet and loves humans more than you and that little lemon tree. So she chose to give up on you." The low and cold voice was mixed with honey, but released a deadly poison.
"She didn't give up on me!" Cui gritted her teeth, and the bone fan made a cold and threatening sound.
"Ah, indeed," He agreed hypocritically, then sneered, "But my beautiful little flower slept for so long, and when it woke up, it forgot everything, but it still formed a bond with humans."
His tone was gentle, and every time he spoke of Qianzhi, he seemed to have a terrifying illusion that he wanted to hold her in his mouth, chew her up, and devour her completely.
"Don't mention your sister in such a disgusting voice." Cui frowned.
"Disgusting?" He chuckled softly. "I represent the world's malice and its desire to devour life. Disgust is perfectly normal."
The obsessive desire to stain pure white flowers is a dirty instinct.
And because of her, He will never be able to...
But since He is slowly waking up along with her, it is time to speed up.
The thick fog moved.
A cold white hand stretched out from inside.
It is slender and pale, but it embodies enormous power.
The hand lightly stroked the air, accompanied by the chuckle of its owner.
"The break is over, and it's time to present a new symphony to humanity."
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