The Strongest Animal Trainer In the Interstellar

The dark nightmare is like a curse that cannot be broken in the pure white light.

Deep and profound fear is like screaming loudly at any time in a peaceful paradise.

With the feeling of trying to eat his chest alive through an abyss, Qin Liexi was lying on the huge bed.

The reflective black fine velvet has the most extravagant warmth in the huge dark and cold nest.

But the cold continued to spread from the soles of his feet until Qin Liexi woke up stiffly with both hands clenched.

In the dim light, it also had cruel eyes that couldn't be ignored, and it had the power to make all the slaves kneeling under his feet tremble.

Slowly sitting up, Qin Liexi slowly raised his stiff hand and touched his chest...

In Qin Liexi's chest that was originally cracked, the thing that was supposed to be mortal was still sleeping peacefully.

It is also like to prove something, not willing to give up the life that can be lost at any time.

"He wants to keep you. Yes... I will keep you for him. As a condition of future exchange."

Qin Liexi suppressed the nightmare that was repeated in his mind.

In the cold pain and torture, the brief brightness once possessed in Yue'an became a holy light like an illusion.

They were still thin and pale fingers, still in a slow and dangerous posture.

Standing under the huge bed, Qin Liexi put on a soft beast velvet robe at will.

I didn't bother to look at this palace that had once again returned to his hands.

I don’t want to look down upon those servants who were only frightened by the cruelty of his bloodbathed leader...

The living creatures struggling in exile in **** are all more ruthlessly twisted lives than ghosts.

When it comes to the pain of death, in the eyes of those struggling in desperate situations again and again... Death is nothing.

"You have been having nightmares. Qin Liexi... has eaten so many powerful people. Do you still have nightmares now?"

Standing opposite to Qin Liexi, Hei Qinglan was the only head of the exile who had not been killed.

"What?...I ate something delivered to the door, is there any problem with this?"

Qin Lie smiled coldly.

In that mocking smile, Hei Qinglan tightened his brows but stopped continuing the topic that was enough for Qin Liexi to kill him.

In the world of monsters like Qin Liexi, what kind of things are enough to be worthy of a nightmare.

Hei Qinglan racked his brains, and couldn't see any clues in the sinister and cruel Qin Liexi now.

Even Qin Liexi didn't understand why he would have nightmares about the future over and over again.

Loss that cannot be grasped is inevitable.

The extravagant hopes that were not obtained are accidental...

Incidentally, this kind of thing, because of uncertainty, I have never seen...

So I never thought it would come suddenly...what should the parties do?

"Ha ha…"

How many times Qin Liexi wanted to pull out this half-abandoned fierce beast and let it die clean.

But the person in the downpour said over and over again not to die...

At that time He Jiu looked at Qin Liexi's eyes, and Qin Liexi didn't know who He Jiu told him not to die?

The lingering life is growing endlessly.

Standing on the cliff like ghost claws, Qin Liexi looked at the invisible Gobi.

[You are like a madman...Qin Liexi...]

He Jiu's dry voice still echoed in Qin Liexi's mind over and over again.

The hand that touched He Jiu's cold skin seemed to have been cursed. Although this curse is more like a hymn to people who were born in hell.

"Now you are enough to become the master of all the exiles. I am no longer your opponent, including me...what are you going to do?"

Qin Liexi has enough nutrients to show off his power and power...

But Qin Liexi, who has often been silent recently in nightmares and the entanglement of raising black dead beasts...

Let the newcomers be sincere and frightened, and let the newcomers be even more frightened...

Watching Qin Liexi stand in the shadow of the high cliff again, looking at the scorching world beyond the huge lair.

"..."

Qin Liexi turned his face slightly, although he heard Hei Qinglan's words, he did not answer.

After a long time, Qin Liexi took a small step towards the dangerous edge of the high cliff.

Then he reached out to support the rough rock wall...

"I have always felt that the title of No. 1 exile...never should be shared by a second person."

A grim answer came down.

Hei Qinglan, who was still standing behind Qin Liexi, sneered.

"Owning the Netherworld Orb, you really didn't intend to leave yourself with future troubles from the beginning. The so-called sneaking into the interior, the so-called sharing of the results. Your conspiracy was revealed at the very beginning...and all of us... I can believe that you are willing to stay here."

"So?... You regret not being able to destroy me with the other exiles?"

"Hehe... Here it was originally power to conquer everything. You can't be the master. It's natural to choose the stronger one as the master."

"Hei Qinglan...you are a very good subordinate. But you are also a very annoying opponent. Don't give me a chance to kill you. You know my patience... is about to run out."

Turned around and looked at Qin Liexi's eyes.

In a backlit world, the injury on the chest is still very noticeable.

But even Hei Qinglan...had seen Qin Liexi's **** eyes, and he only glanced at the strange wound lightly, then lowered his head and stopped looking directly at Qin Liexi.

As Hei Qinglan said, no one guessed that Qin Liexi possessed the Ming Miezhu. Tomorrow morning has found a way to use the Ming Miezhu, but still willing to hibernate.

All the disciples are guys who are eager for profit and strength.

When Qin Liexi didn't conceal his possession of the Black Death Beast and Ming Miezhu, he was afraid that he had already figured out how to lure those greedy murderers into the trap.

Qin Liexi walked past Heiqinglan, leaving Heiqinglan alone, standing high and looking at the scenery that Qin Liexi had only seen before.

Thinking back to every step Qin Liexi had taken, Qin Liexi's deliberate deliberations were to use all the disciples...dangerous moves that they could not even think of.

"Crazy monster..."

Obviously Hei Qinglan himself is also a member of the monster living in hell.

But after comparing himself to Qin Liexi, even Hei Qinglan, who thought he was not weak, couldn't help but sweat in his palms.

Hei Qinglan didn't know what method Qin Liexi would use next.

But let'the head of the exile' become a unique name... Hei Qinglan recalled the scene of Qin Liexi slaughtering all the strong men.

Turn around and look down at the center of the whole hall...

It was once soaked in the ground with bright red and crimson blood.

But now, although bloodstains still remain, they are also covered up by Qin Liexi deliberately on the big bed in Central Asia.

After killing almost all the exiles, Qin Liexi did not take this so-called conference hall seriously.

Behind the **** bed was a circle of chairs that had already begun to fall.

Those seats should have been the thrones coveted by everyone.

They symbolize and also represent tremendous power and influence.

But now...

These so-called thrones have finally become a handful of garbage that can only be piled up with debris.

Because now, their owners don't even bother to look at them.

Hei Qinglan couldn't guess what kind of terrible situation Qin Liexi would turn into the outside world.

However, Qin Liexi, who was not dead, would not let the world be as quiet as ever as long as he lived.

If it is a nightmare, Qin Liexi should be the nightmare He Jiu can never face calmly.

"what-!"

Lying in Hu's arms at night, He Jiu's forehead was sweating profusely.

With a grim expression on his mouth, he woke up with a moan almost as if he had exhausted his strength in the nightmare.

I can't remember exactly what wine I experienced in the nightmare.

Only in the last scene, the hand from Qin Liexi struck him like a devil and squeezed his neck.

The fear of being imprisoned and abused by Qin Liexi until He Jiu thought that he was about to forget it, suddenly attacked like a chronic reflex.

Hu held He Jiu's shoulder most, and just waited quietly for He Jiu to calm down.

"...I...I'm fine..."

He Jiu lowered his head and didn't dare to look at the eyes of the most.

He Jiu didn't say anything to Hu Zu, and Hu Zu always suppressed his feelings and chose to respect He Jiu's choice.

The kind of fear that is enough to make people feel relieved in dreams, and even the inexplicable perception that can make people lose the ability to cry.

He Jiu and Hu sit opposite each other.

Until He Jiu found himself to touch Hu's right hand.

When I accidentally touched Hu's ring finger, which wears the most wedding ring, he finally has the confidence to return to reality.

He Jiu rushed into Hu's arms little by little.

Lie on Hu's strongest chest and listen to the heavy heartbeat.

The temperature setting inside the house is not very high.

He Jiu, who was frightened by the nightmare, was completely rubbing against his body, as if he wanted to sink himself into his body.

The remnants of the nightmare slowly dissipated in the lover's body temperature.

Because of a nightmare, I can't control the thought of the person who didn't want to.

Before he fell asleep again in his arms.

He Jiu tried his best to dissipate the fear of the source of the nightmare, but he had to turn his thoughts on the lifeless Anduo.

He Jiu couldn't think of it because of what kind of mood he was trying to keep An Duo at the beginning.

Sometimes people seem to be cursed, doing things that they can't control or even understand at some critical moments.

He Jiu vaguely felt that he seemed to have some secret connection with Anduo.

But in the final analysis, the connection that was otherwise unclear to him should not be an excuse for creating opportunities for the perpetrators.

He Jiu didn't know how Qin Liexi escaped from Hu Zuo's hands in the end.

Or maybe Hu hadn't planned to solve Qin Liexi in the territory...

Regardless of the things that the wine doesn't understand at all, just thinking about the value of saving monsters abroad?

He Jiu frowned and finally entered the room of sleep when he thought about it more and more confused.

He Jiu, who was holding his back with his back to Hu Zhu, naturally shrank his hands under his pillow.

I inadvertently touched the moon unicorn that had almost faded out of the memory of what wine, as if he moved by himself... It seemed like it was just a coincidence...

He Jiu's pillow slipped to He Jiu's hand.

The faintly warm Moon Qilin was like a fat night pearl by He Jiu's hand.

Perhaps for the painful question of whether saving a monster is worth it or not...

The Moon Qilin, who was given to He Jiu by Lan Qi, may be just right...

Can answer this question.