Transmigrating Into a Violent General’s Sweetheart Breeder

Ling Huan bit a small hole, and blood rushed out.

The blood dripped into the depression and was instantly caught in a wind with blue quantum.

The rotating nail piece stopped, and a loading interface jumped out. The slender progress bar slowly finished, and an interface similar to the light brain screen appeared, with his detailed information on it.

Lu Jinbei clicked on the screen a few times, and a familiar electronic sound appeared between the two. The voice was a bit like the hunting star Ling Huan had seen in the museum, but it was different.

[The second permission lock is permanent, whether to open the permission? whether】

Lu Jinbei did not hesitate at all.

Ling Huan bowed his head, and the lines were smooth when the nails stopped, every arc looked flawless, and they looked like an outstanding work of art when shrunk. Obviously the whole piece was dull black, but it was overwhelmed by the light of the fire on the side.

He hadn’t seen Lu Jinbei’s mecha in combat form, but he always felt like the dilapidated and lonely hunting star in the museum. He couldn’t help but said, “What’s the name of this mecha? I went there last month. I've been to the museum, I've seen..."

"Star hunting."

Ling Huan was stunned, "The previous one was also called Hunting Star."

Lu Jinbei hummed, didn’t think there was any problem, thought Ling Huan was interested in the mecha, and explained, “The inner cores of the two mechas are the same, and the new mecha is also made in the shape of the original hunting star. of."

"Also use the original name?" Ling Huan paused, and said with a smile, "I thought the hunting star was almost completely destroyed, it would be the past that the land will be unbearable to look back on, and then using the original name is not a reminder all the time. Did you have the bad things before? Why not change your name?"

Isn't it nice to start with a new name?

"I won't change." Lu Jinbei's refusal blurted out, like a subconscious reaction, realizing that he was a little aggressive towards Ling Huan's tone, he immediately adjusted and lowered his voice, "I'm not good at naming names. The same is fine."

"Why is this name?" Ling Huan couldn't get rid of his dreams. Suddenly, Ling Huan wanted to get an answer from Lu Jinbei, "Why is it called Hunter?"

Lu Jinbei was silent for a moment, his eyes were heavy, and his voice was a little obscure, "I forgot, but the name is very important."

He quickly tapped the screen a few times, and Ling Huan didn't even see what he was doing before he heard Hunter start executing orders.

[Voice wake-up permission is permanent, whether to open the permission? whether】

Lu Jinbei pressed the record button, staring straight at Ling Huan, motioning him to speak.

Ling Huan swallowed and didn't figure out how to do voice recognition after recording the blood just now, but he still did it obediently, and said the name of the star hunter clearly in his voice.

He was a little curious, "What does it mean to be awakened by voice? Will my name be called Hunting Star in the future?"

Accurately recognizing Ling Huan's voice, the nails shined brightly.

[Mr. Ling, is there anything I can help? 】

Lu Jinbei turned off the extraordinarily attentive autonomous interface of the smart mech and opened a new one.

He grasped Ling Huan's hand that had not tossed out the wound, and brought it in front of the screen.

"Press your fingerprint again."

Ling Huan was a little surprised, "Three permissions?"

In fact, he just wanted to get out of the palace with a tailwind, and now it's a bit like falling into the man's long-awaited plan.

Ling Huan glanced at him, "Isn't it enough for one authority?"

"Make a few more marks." Lu Jinbei looked at him and said seriously, "Be prepared."

"What are you worried about? Don't worry?" Ling Huan smiled. He felt a headache. "This is a combat mecha. Although it is owned by a land general, I am not a member of the military department. I have so much authority. Isn’t that great."

"It's ok."

"Didn't I have blood just now? I don't need fingerprints..." Ling Huan thought that Lu Jinbei had taken his casual complaint to his heart, and pulled his hand back in surprise, but the man's force was too strong and his fingers were Press on the small screen with flashing green light, and after one second, it shows that the fingerprint has been entered successfully.

Ling Huan couldn't laugh or cry, "I'm still quite relieved of you, you can't hide omega in the mecha, right?"

"I can't hide." Lu Jinbei suddenly reached out and hugged his shoulders, and put the person behind him in his arms with a bit of unresistible toughness. He placed his chin in Ling Huan's shoulder and closed his eyes, wishing to hold him. The man pressed into his ribs and murmured,

"It's me, let me rest assured."

It happened to have taken the mecha today, and he made Ling Huan ignorantly enter all the three permissions of the mecha.

Fortunately, Ling Huan doesn't know how to read minds, otherwise he would find out that he actually lied.

The fact that he had done reverse marking with Ling Huan made him feel scared for the first time.

He has worked in the military for three years, and many of the people around him are even outstanding students who followed him when he was in the military academy. He was pulled up by one hand. When he went to work, he asked several people who had been with him for a long time. Don't know Ling Huan.

Everyone smiled and said that they didn't know, this name is very strange, I shouldn't know it.

Everyone's lives are moving forward step by step, and it seems that this unprepared or even outrageous reverse mark is the strangest thing.

If you remove it, the world will be normal.

But the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

How could anyone's existence be so completely and naturally erased from everyone's memory, even Ling Huan himself and him, none of them remembered.

The spiritual realm has been repaired much more moderately, but he still has no dreams for several nights, and occasionally has nightmares.

He is the only one in the family, and there is no Ling Huan.

It's not that there is no Ling Huan in the past, but that there is not in the future.

This kind of thing is totally unbearable just thinking about it.

He began to worry about gains and losses.

He didn't mind if Ling Huan had a secret, he was only afraid that Ling Huan would rush to the forefront in the most dangerous place every time.

The position of the wristband is too vague, and it will fail when there is no signal. He is not satisfied at all.

Can't wait to tie people around.

He doesn't worry about his own memory, nor does he worry about anyone's memory.

It is better to be prepared than empty-handed.

The military personnel were very efficient. They rushed to the scene only ten minutes later, put out the fire, rescued all the people screaming in the palace, and rescued a few under the pleading of the elder prince. A large and expensive vase worth tens of millions of dollars, but the fire burned too fast, and the roof collapsed more than half, which was horrible.

Except for the vase, the other valuables in the palace could not be rescued. The eldest prince thanked the military department forbearing grief.

The above is all the news that Ling Huan learned from Lu Jinbei's optical brain interface, so I don't know if the poor little Luo Sheng who was in trouble was saved smoothly.

He stood beside him with his pockets in a leisurely mood, watching Lu Jin Bei transform the mecha into the tall form of combat in order to be able to install another him. As I said before, it was modeled after the previous star hunter. shape.

Ling Huan squinted and raised his head, finally seeing the star hunter, tall and handsome.

The manipulator with icy luster hung on the ground, waiting quietly for him to come up, like a huge beast dormant in the dark, but because of the engraving of his name, it put away its sharp teeth, docile like a domestic cat.

The title of the land general is very easy to use.

Ling Huan sat in the mecha with peace of mind and passed the extremely strict scrutiny of others at the gate of the palace.

For the first time he sat in a mecha that could function normally, and was very curious about everything around him.

From the wide view of the mecha, I could see the buildings familiar to the military. The mecha landed and stood firmly. Lu Jinbei leaned over to help Ling Huan untie a safety belt-like device.

The empire’s daily use of aircraft has long replaced cars, when going up and down.

The layout inside the mecha is a bit like a car, especially the door.

The door also opens to both sides.

Ling Huan glanced sideways at the place on his left hand that had just been opened, wondering where Lu Jin Bei had pressed to open the door.

There is something like a doorknob on the smooth iron surface.

He felt that the structure should be similar to that of a car. He reached out and pulled up and down, but when he pushed again, he felt a strong resistance pushing him back, "Why didn't the door open?"

Lu Jinbei's leg was hit by Ling Huan's uneasy knee, and he asked, "What did you press?"

"I just... lifted it up and down." Ling Huan immediately let go, feeling that he was in trouble. He pointed to the handle on the side of Lu Jinbei. Because of his guilty conscience, his voice was so small that he could not hear him. Isn't this opening the door? Did I make a mistake?"

It's over.

Getting out of the mecha is a bit like getting out of a car. His body has a subconscious movement. He just opened the door with his hand, but this handle doesn't seem to be used like that.

Ling Huan stepped back and bumped into the man's chest abruptly. The arm past his neck leaned on the door and touched the handle. "Here?"

"That's right." Ling Huan pressed his forehead with his palm annoyed, and didn't realize that he was almost trapped in his arms in a narrow space in a possessive posture.

"You locked the door. It will take half an hour to lock the door." When the man lowered his head, he touched his shoulder, his low voice with a smile, "We can't get out now."

In fact, Ling Huan just moved the emergency equipment, and he could unlock it by pressing it on the main console.

But Ling Huan had never piloted a mecha or learned theoretical knowledge, so he knew almost nothing.

If he didn't say it, Ling Huan would not know.

Pressed by the man on the cold iron sheet, Ling Huan tilted his head uncomfortably, his neck being rubbed against the opponent's hair, itchy and hot.

His waist was touched, the button on the neckline was slowly untied, and the hot kiss fell on the skin around the gland like a lick.

Ling Huan's body was tense, and the pheromone couldn't help but to go out. After the scattered light saw Lu Jinbei turn off the main console, which was always on, and let Hunter turn off.

Lu Jinbei's palm touched the soft hair of the teenager, and the temperature of his palm had a real touch. He smiled lowly.

"I didn't even teach you, just touch it. It's locked now, is it on purpose?"