Dressed As Cannon Fodder In Interstellar Text A

"Mo Yan, do you have to take responsibility!"

Feeling the body temperature rising behind him suddenly, even the heat sprayed on his ears smelled of fan love, the book in Mo Yan's hand was almost unsteady, but Ling Feng stretched out his hand to pinch the opponent's chin and let him turn his head over. , The lips of the two were eagerly tangled together.

The book in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter and no one paid any attention. Mo Yan turned around instinctively with his hands and climbed on the neck in front of him, completely sinking into this love situation.

It wasn't until there was a tingling sensation in the body that he was slightly awake, but was quickly brought into the hot center by a more fierce offensive, his eyes completely lost focus, and he could only hold on to the driftwood in front of him.

"Slow down!" The back leaned against the bookshelf door and withstood a fierce impact. The person who had never hummed in the face of a powerful opponent turned out to soften unconsciously.

His eyes were red because of the sound like whispering in his ears, but Ling Feng deliberately slowed down according to him, and the corner of his mouth was slightly sharpened.

"Don't do this!" Mo Yan was made more uncomfortable by such slow movements, and finally couldn't bear the pleading.

"Listen to you!" This was the moment that Lingfeng was waiting for. As soon as his voice fell, it was a violent stormy collision, which was more reckless than the previous action, but Mo Yan could not say a word.

The two people leaning in front of the bookshelf were entangled heartily, and Lingfeng used their mouths to block the whispering panting that leaked from the stranger's mouth, so as not to draw the two outside.

The residual heat in the room gradually subsided, and the breathing of the two people sitting together slowly returned to calm.

After calming down, Mo Yan looked away erraticly, and noticed that the book that was discarded in the corner stretched out his arm to pick it up, and took a closer look at the dark blue book cover with a primitive totem, although the bloodshot ears had not disappeared, the tone of his mouth But it's very stable.

"The explanation of the inscription here is very detailed."

This book in Mo Yan's hand is an introductory study of inscriptions. Just now he saw a whole row of books on inscriptions on the bookshelf, with detailed explanations from low-level to high-level.

"Well, even this space has a lot of inscriptions. I have checked the most advanced one here, and it can only be drawn by tenth-level spiritualists." Although I think it's interesting that Mo Yan pretends to be calm, Ling Feng is also very interesting. Do not expose him, follow his words.

Hearing these words, the stranger finally showed surprise on his face. The support resources for the cultivation of the spiritual beings are less than those of the supernatural beings, and it is more difficult to promote. The Federation currently has the highest level of the spiritual beings at level 7. The entire sea micro galaxy is said to have only one eight. Level, has fallen as early as hundreds of years ago, but there are traces of the existence of tenth level spiritual beings here.

"At the time, you were on the Mark Star, and you used this disguise inscription?" Mo Yan pointed to a place in the book and asked Lingfeng, but his tone was extremely certain. He had imagined countless possibilities, and he didn't want to understand it until he saw this bookshelf today. If it is an inscription, everything makes sense.

"Huh!" Mo Yan's intuition has always been very accurate.

Slightly struggling to stand up, the arms on the waist were also loosened. The stranger picked up another psychomechanical book on the bookshelf and found a problem, "You said the bracelet is your mother's relic."

"Yes!" Lingfeng turned his head in some doubt, wondering why the other party was suddenly so excited.

This mental mechanics is similar to the abilities that his foster father taught him before he left. Later, he entered the military reserve camp and realized that what he learned was different from other people. The strange words did not hide it, and directly explained this with Lingfeng. a little.

"Your foster father is my grandfather?" This time it was Lingfeng's turn to be surprised. Whether it was in the text or the memory of the original owner, there was no such a person at all.

"That's what the adoptive father said." Mo Yan felt that if the adoptive father's character were not, he would definitely not say that kind of thing, but he would not reveal a word of it afterwards, no matter how much he asked about it.

"Can you still contact your foster father now?" Maybe he knows the origin of the bracelet.

I used to think that the creator of Little A was the woman she had never met before, but the deeper she studied space, the more she understood that this is not something ordinary people can make.

"Can't contact." Mo Yan shook his head. After he entered the military reserve battalion, the other side was like the world evaporated.

"By the way, you said that the content we learned is similar, and there should be many things connected. If the prototype of the energy body is not what you want, can you reshape it?" Lingfeng asked uncomfortably with his index finger clasped his cheeks. , This is why he doesn't want to enter the fourth level for the time being.

Mo Yan flipped through the books in his hand, quickly browsed through the disapproval frown, "What is your mental power? If it is a mental body that is unintentionally shaped in a crisis, the reflected form is the most suitable for you. There is no need to reshape."

His origin was shaped in battle, and his combat power was much stronger than other people with abilities. Hearing that Lingfeng didn't like his mental body, he immediately understood in which tempering he should be shaped.

"Well, or show you it." Lingfeng didn't know what to say, grabbing Mo Yan's wrist, "You focus on the sea of ​​knowledge."

Mo Yan closed his eyes as he said, concentrated all the senses in one place, and a white but incomparably hard shell appeared in front of him. The prototype of this mental body was already very perfect, not only did not look like an ordinary three-level shape. That kind of nothingness, and even the coercion emanating from it can be felt.

"How's it going?" Asked a little hastily when retracting the hand edge wind.

"It's not a mortal thing." Mo Yan picked up another book on the shelf and turned to one of the pages to show him.

The above is an image of a Vermillion Bird, which is somewhat similar to the origin of Mo Yan, but it looks a lot more powerful and domineering.

Mo Yan had only a little knowledge of his energy body before, and he found the root in this Hundred Sources Atlas, and Suzaku's next step was what he wanted to show to Lingfeng.

"You say Xuanwu!" Lingfeng muttered dumbly.

"Yeah! It should be correct." He felt a trace of pressure on the white shell similar to his Suzaku.

Lingfeng looked at the introduction on the map incredibly. I am afraid that no one here is more familiar with the four great beasts. The origin of the strange words before gave him the feeling that he was really strong, but the beast always felt a little bit weaker, so Lingfeng I always thought that Suzaku was just a name, but now it seems that it is because it hasn't reached maturity yet.

Wait, Lingfeng took the map and turned it to the next page. It really recorded the sacred beast, the white tiger. The description above was similar to that of Leng Ning’s white soul tiger. He learned the same thing from Mo Yan. In the book, Leng Ning It's the same as what he has learned now, so it may not be a probability to shape a beast, but it is related to this set of supernatural powers and psychomechanics.

"When did it take shape?" The stranger guessed that it should be the time of field training.

When asked by a stranger, the expression on Lingfeng's face was even more unnatural, "When I was attacked by Ouhe, I thought that if a hard shell could protect you, the prototype of the spiritual body in the sea of ​​knowledge suddenly appeared. "

Lingfeng has been entangled in the end whether to reshape it. This shell is indeed hard enough, but it feels that it is not prestigious enough.

Hearing this answer, Mo Yan couldn't control his smirk, he didn't expect this man's prototype mental body to come from this way.

"Mo Yan! We may not be able to go out tonight like you." This is the first time that Mo Yan showed such a real smile, and Ling Feng looked at it for a moment.

"What's this pond?" Pretending to not hear what he said, Mo Yan turned around and walked to the side of a green soup pond in the room. He noticed it when he came in, but there were so many things in this room that attracted him.

"This is a medicine pool that can repair damaged mental energy." Lingfeng walked behind him to help him introduce, "This protective cover can lock the medicine, and if it can only be opened for one month, it will fail."

There was no signal from the optical brains of the two of them, and they didn't know when it was but it was definitely not early, fearing that others would not be able to contact them, Lingfeng walked out of the house with a strange word and prepared to leave.

"What are you two doing?" As soon as I opened the door, I saw that on the grass not far away, Little A propped up his chubby body with both ears, lying on the golden fur ball like a hooligan.

"Lord...Master!" Little Y saw someone come out and looked at him asking for help, tears turning in her golden eyes.

"Little A, how can you bully little Y?" Lingfeng helped her forehead helplessly. Is this a bachelor for too many years? Does it mean that mechanical animal pets will fall in love?

"I don't have Fengfeng. I played with Little Y and acted as you just came in." Little A jumped from the golden ball to the edge of Fengfeng's feet and explained that it is innocent. Fengfeng did it by itself.

Looking at the stranger next to him, his ears were flushed by a mechanical beast, and he didn't know what to do with the small A. Is there a problem with his education?

Walked over and picked up the frightened golden hairy ball on the ground, and taught Little A, "Little Y has just activated and has not adapted to this place. You have to get along with him, slowly let him get familiar with it, and you can take it to see the medicine field and teach him. Take care of Yaozhi."

"Oh, this is the case, no problem, little Y, let's go!" Little A stretched out a pair of ears to Little Y and made an inviting gesture.

Lingfeng feels that Little A is indeed emotional because of having a new partner. Put Little Y on the ground and let the two of them run in by themselves! Watching the two dig into the medicine field together, they returned with strange words.

"By the way, how is Cheng Hai's interrogation? Did he say anything?" Back to the room, Lingfeng checked Guangbra and made sure that no communication came in during the time the two were away.

Mo Yan shook his head, "Cheng Hai's confessions almost all point to the empire, I am worried..."

"Are you worried that this is their conspiracy, and want to provoke the contradiction between the two giants of the Haiwei Galaxy?" Lingfeng took his unfinished words.

"Yeah!" Mo Yan did have this kind of speculation in his heart, "and they will do tricks in the Federation, isn't it the same on the Empire side?"

When Lingfeng thought of the final war, the Empire had also accused the Federation of using spies. At that time, everyone thought that the Empire was just trying to stand on the side of justice and deliberately discredit the Federation. It seemed that it would not be overnight to reach an endless state of death.

"What did Keith say?"

"Originally, Keith also had doubts about the empire, but Cheng Hai's move was too simple and made her hesitate."

"Maybe there will be an answer later." Ling Xi Jian knew that the institute's new project was about to be completed, and couldn't bear it for long.