After Transmigrating Into a Villain Cannon Fodder Male Zerg

Ling did not expect Lu Mo's behavior, and was caught off guard by Lu Mo's elbow. He took a step back, pressing his back against the hard wall.

Lu Mo was a little shorter than Ling, his upper body leaned forward, and he rubbed the tip of his nose against Ling's chin, and threatened: "Say."

In order to better display the auction items, the light source of the entire venue is dim, and only the spotlight shines on the central table.

The host is still working hard, expressing gratitude to every participant who joined the show, especially to Mr. Lu Mo who made all the contributions in this charity auction.

The cage containing Wenger was pushed down. Now that he has a new owner, he will be well taken care of and healed. Although the broken spirit sea cannot be repaired, at least there will be no life-threatening for a while.

The host’s clear voice echoed in the lobby, with elegant and soothing music, floating softly in the air.

"Jin Qi, you must give us an explanation, what is going on with this female?"

"Do you deliberately want us to lose face?"

Jin Qi was stiffly dealing with the angry nobles,? "Please forgive my offense..."

...

It was noisy everywhere, only in this corner, like a thin film of water, seemed so incompatible with this hall.

Lu Mo and Ling looked at each other, Ling opened his eyes wide, and raised his eyebrows slightly because of surprise—just like a cat whose stomach was suddenly touched.

For the first time, Ling showed an almost "innocent" look of confusion in front of Lu Mo, not knowing whether it was because the light was too dark, or because the distance was too close.

"I, I mean..."

He stammered: "I will take Wenger's picture."

Even Ling, the most indifferent female, understands it. For a female after marriage-even if he is a female prince, every decision requires the consent of the male.

He was very familiar with the handbook of the prince after marriage, he was just asking for Lu Mo's consent.

Lu Mo: "..."

He said coldly: "My dear lady,? You are changing the subject. My patience is limited and I don't want to listen to your nonsense."

However, my heart was rolling.

Although he didn't know what happened, he felt ashamed intuitively.

It feels like, when you want to be nice to your father on a whim, you boldly order a bunch of hot and enthusiastic flowers, and express your admiration affectionately to him in full view.

Then your old father who is taciturn, serious like a cadre or minister, and burdened with a heavy burden like Mount Tarzan, will grab a bouquet of flowers and beat you desperately.

It's like he beat you with seven wolves since he was a kid.

——Help, he is so embarrassed that he can't breathe.

This extreme shame made his face red, but fortunately the hall was dark enough to prevent him from losing his face, and finally calmed Lu Mo.

He retracted his hand and said with a straight face: "Now can you give the reason?"

Ling looked at Lu Mo who was turning his head, his eyes rested on Lu Mo's reddish ears.

The female worm's surprisingly strong five senses allowed them to catch the enemy's every move in the deepest night. He naturally did not ignore any tiny expressions on Lu Mo's face.

really weird.

Every male worm will never let go of the opportunity to make the female worm grateful.

They are so high, even if they just show a smile to the female, it is enough to make the female go into a cardiopulmonary arrest.

Ling still remembered that Song Jianshu once gave Wenger an excellent dagger—the reason why he remembered it so clearly was because it had been talked about by females in the military department for three months.

He also clearly remembered Song Jianshu's expression at the time. He always comforted Wenger kindly, saying that it was nothing. Military women who are so cold and hard as Wenger will melt because of this.

Ling only felt something was wrong. He found some emotions that he was not familiar with in Song Jianshu's eyes. The emotions were so weird that it made his gentle smile appear strange.

He couldn't tell what it was, not to mention that the Zerg was a race with little imagination.

The only thing I can tell is that Song Jianshu enjoys this feeling very much.

But... why is Lu Mo angry?

Ling suddenly became curious at this moment. He looked at Lu Mo's face curiously, trying to analyze the emotion expressed on this face.

Anger, resistance, regret, shame, as well as compulsory calmness and alienation.

He seems to be suffering from his generosity? But that is obviously a behavior that makes any female worms happy.

"Lu Mo."

Lu Mo said stiffly: "I have never seen a female that is more procrastinating than you."

Ling was surprised to find that his nerves had just tightened to the limit - he even thought it was about to collapse in the next moment, but now it relaxed.

He fixedly looked at Lu Mo and suddenly laughed.

He laughed exaggeratedly, bowed his waist, and even laughed out loud. He laughed so excited last time and didn't make a sound.

Lu Mo's throat tightened, thinking that maybe he had to leave this world tonight...

Is it really that funny? ? ?

Ling Shen took a breath, and finally stopped laughing just before Lu Mo was about to have a cerebral hemorrhage. He looked at Lu Mo with bright eyes and said, "Lu Mo."

Lu Mo reluctantly "hum".

The next moment, Ling shook his hand, led him in a stride, and left the noisy hall.

As soon as he left the hall, the cool night breeze rushed towards his face, mixed with the slightly scent of flowers, which made his brain sober up a lot in an instant. Ling's hair was flying in the air, and the palm of his hand holding Lu Mo was slightly hot.

They went straight through the neat path, the beautiful flower gate, and finally stopped on an elegant small corridor.

The night sky is dotted with stars and surrounds two huge moons. One crimson, one golden, hung in the night sky, close as if within reach.

"alright, alright!"

Lu Mo pulled his hand back and muttered, "It's far enough here, there won't even be a mouse."

He raised his head, Ling's red eyes hung a layer of moonlight, and his eyelashes blinked lightly.

"I don't know... where to start with you." He frowned, as troubled as a librarian trying to find the only book he needed from a vast array of books.

Finally, he said to Lu Mo: "Winger's father-in-law, Mr. Lai, is my mentor."

On the night sixty years ago, the moon was brighter than it is today.

In the dim basement, the air was extremely filthy, and the smell of rotting blood was so strong, it was like a piece of meat that had been soaked in water and fermented for several months under the scorching sun, which could make people unable to open their eyes.

But after staying in it for a long time, I gradually got used to this smell.

What's more, the smell originally radiated from him.

Ling was lying on the bed groggy. The bedding was originally made of cotton, but it was already hardened like a wooden board, so black that the original color could not be seen at all.

He doesn't know how long he has been lying down, and with a slight movement, he can hear the metal rubbing sound of "clap", which are the iron chains tied to his limbs, each of which is thicker than his arm.

The wound on the body is always not healed.

It's not bad, but every time when it is about to heal, it will be cut again and bloodletted, and it will never be possible to wait for the wound to heal.

"Did you put it a little bit more this time? Be careful not to kill him."

"Where would it be, this little **** can endure very well. Just put a third more, let him eat more food and raise it back."

"Tsk, do you know how expensive his blood is, the only one it took such a great effort to get! You will be delicious if you die!"

"..."

Ling opened his eyes, and he saw his hand twisted, breaking at an angle that was about to break, his wrist was slashed, and the bones were visible.

But with such a big wound, his blood only oozes out slowly and flows into the bottle below.

He thought of the chicken whose neck had been severed, and it was also drained of blood in this way.

so tired.

He turned his eyes numbly, and through the narrow window, he saw two beautiful moons in the night sky.

A round of crimson and a round of golden, like a pair of gentle eyes, overlooking the earth, overlooking him.

He gradually lost his strength, his body had never become so cold, and even his vision became a little blurred...

The two gentle moons gradually swayed, gradually distorted in his eyes, changed their appearance, and finally turned into a pair of blue eyes strangely.

what……

Ling opened her eyes vigorously, and a female with a military cap blinked her left eye at herself through the iron railing. The next moment, Ling heard a loud blast, scared the female in the room to stand up suddenly, and took out the gun behind her waist: "Who!!"

"who is it?"

From behind the broken wall, in the billowing gunpowder smoke, a figure slowly appeared, with a smile in his voice, "He is the messenger of justice, the enforcer of the law, and the death trainee who has come to take your lives."

"you wanna die!"

The two females showed hideous faces and raised their guns at him. Ling opened her eyes nervously, and her palms curled up involuntarily.

She seemed to be aware of his nervousness, and the military woman soothed: "It's okay, they are a bunch of bad things with very low quality, and their ragged guns and methods can't hurt me at all."

As soon as his voice fell, he shot two guns in a row, but the magic was that, as he said, two bullets rubbed his hair, hit the broken brick behind, and burst into sparks.

"Come and not be indecent," the military female sighed, his speed was amazing, and he appeared in front of the two females in an instant, holding their heads with both hands and touching--

The two females fainted without even making a sound.

Throwing these two females into the corner, the military female turned her head to look at Ling: "I found it strange when I passed by here a few days ago. It turned out that there was a cub locked here—"

With a "bang", the military female stepped and lowered her head subtly, only to see that the bottle full of blood was kicked over by him and spread out on the ground.

He looked at the ground, then at Ling, and finally squeezed out: "Sorry?"

Ling slowly closed his eyes.

It's a stupid adult female.

————

Lu Mo seldom listened quietly: "So that's how you got into the army?"

"Um."

Ling Shen took a breath, his face was immersed in the moonlight, and a faint light enveloped him: "Lu Mo, do you know why I appeared on the barren star that day?"

Lu Mo: "Why?"

"Because……"

"Mr. Rhine is dead."

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