100 Ways to Get the Male God

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The lavender eyes seemed to have a constellation spinning in them.

Meeting such a pair of eyes, Yu Chu stepped back subconsciously, almost blurting out "Sir".

Lord God?

No way! It's just a kiss, will the adults come to the small plane to ask her to explain? As for? !

The siren outside was still blaring.

Although Yu Chu was very surprised and wanted to stay and ask, but at this time she had to leave immediately.

She only tentatively called out, "Sir?"

The man did not respond.

With lavender eyes exactly like the main god, the astrolabe slowly revolved, making the young man's already beautiful and sick face even more seductive.

The fingers he placed on the blanket were excessively white, and the fingertips were like ice and snow, with a weak aesthetic, and they were quietly placed on the thick dark blanket.

There was no expression on her beautiful face.

Yu Chu took a step back slowly, making sure he didn't have any response, and then walked away quickly with doubts.

Isn't that the Lord God?

The eyes are obviously the same... But if it is the main deity, he will not be unresponsive.

Full of misgivings, she left the room.

The figure of the girl disappeared behind the door, and the boy in the wheelchair slowly raised his eyes.

The lilac eyes are mysterious and seductive, and the emotions inside are flat, without waves.

He raised a hand, and the thin silver chain clattered up, his fingertips touched his side face, his thick eyelashes drooped, like the wings of a butterfly resting on his eyelids, and the color of his eyes softened slightly. .

The sickly young man put his fingers down again and looked at the fingertips with a blank expression.

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"Quick! Someone invaded the restricted area..."

"The first generation is still there..."

Heavily armed men surrounded the corridor with guns and moved cautiously inside.

Yu Chu was behind them, glanced at them from a distance, then narrowed his eyes and slowly backed away.

She went back to her room, thinking silently.

There is no doubt that the first generation is a fragment.

But he has the same eyes as the Lord God. This shard... what does it have to do with your lord?

restricted area.

The fire in the fireplace crackled.

The doctor in the white coat stepped forward, carefully kept a distance from the first generation, took out the syringe from the equipment next to it, and slowly pushed it into the first generation's wrist.

The color of the wrist was as white as snow, and the extremely thin blue-purple blood vessels under the fair skin looked a little fragile and beautiful, and could even be called weak.

The first generation lowered his eyelashes, and his crystal-like purple eyes were covered. After the syringe was injected, he seemed a little sleepy, leaning on the wheelchair with his head tilted to rest.

Seeing the first generation closed their eyes, the other talents breathed a sigh of relief.

The first generation can't make the slightest mistake.

And every time they approached the first generation, they would be frightened. The ability of the first generation is very inconsistent with the appearance. The appearance is a fragile sick beauty, but the ability is extremely terrifying, and they are monsters in their hearts.

Every time I see him and take him for an experiment, I have to inject him with a sedative to ensure that the first generation will be very quiet before I dare to take his blood sample.

Xie Qingshan stood outside the room with a solemn expression, and asked the armed personnel, "Have you caught anyone?"

"It touched the alarm on the wheelchair. The first generation would not touch this device. Someone must have come in and seen him. But we haven't caught anyone yet..."

Xie Qingshan's face was even more ugly.

The entire base was put on alert.