The Strongest Animal Trainer In the Interstellar

The matter of life and death duel was originally extremely dangerous.

For masters, it is often possible to kill their opponents in an instant.

Therefore, in all kinds of decisive battle occasions, it is rare to see people who hesitate to kill enough to retreat in the decisive battle.

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Wait until He Jiu's hunger is finally filled.

And after his original meager sanity gradually returned, He Jiu had been put on a dark blue robe and sat in the Liutu Hall.

The black bed, the soft-skinned teenager.

If He Jiu's eyes were too hollow, or he would become the only bright color in this **** and terrifying space.

But no...

He Jiu is still in that strange state, whenever he feels hungry, he will spontaneously look for food.

I tried to shred everything I could see before my eyes and stuffed it into his mouth.

The wine that was brought back at the beginning, when Heiqinglan didn't understand what was happening at all.

He almost unconsciously took off an arm by He Jiu...

"Master, he seems to be a little different today."

Heiqinglan, who was ordered to observe and serve Hejiu, said hesitantly to Qin Liexi who had only returned at night.

"Oh? ~Different?...Is he hungry again after sitting like this for a few days?"

Qin Liexi was following He Jiu's black death beast.

It's just that He Jiu never responded to it, so it returned to Qin Liexi's side.

"No, today... his eyes seemed to move."

Hei Qinglan frowned and told Qin Liexi what he had observed.

"Eyes moved?... Isn't it your illusion?"

While speaking, Qin Liexi went straight to He Jiu.

However, when Qin Liexi pushed He Jiu, his unruly hand touched He Jiu's chest, He Jiu still didn't respond...

Not to mention any resisting movements of the body, those lifeless eyes didn't even fluctuate at all.

Qin Liexi held He Jiu's chin a little strangely, and slowly lowered his head as if he was about to kiss He Jiu's lips...

When the distance between two people gets closer and closer...

He Jiu's eyelids blinked... just a very slight flicker.

Wherever Qin Liexiton was, he looked closely at He Jiu's eyes.

"Hmph~ I knew you wouldn't die so easily. Even the most will be defeated by your hands...How could you die?!"

Qin Liexi smiled in surprise, while shining a lot of the wine under him.

He leaned down with excitement and kissed He Jiu's eyelids and cheeks.

Then he turned and lay down holding He Jiu's slender back, riding on him with the stiff He Jiu.

Those big cold hands held He Jiu's waist, and He Jiu's long hair drew a curve in the air and fell on his waist.

After too long too long, He Jiu has changed from a boy with neat short hair to a monster with long hair and waist.

Scarlet eyes are like two orbs glowing in the dark.

Even if it is such a lifeless wine, it is also loved and cherished by Qin Liexi.

The wife of the strongest from the Central Asian Alliance has once been reduced to the first collection of expatriates abroad.

Whether it is life or death, He Jiu is like a poor worm who has never qualified to make a choice.

When he meets anyone, it's like being arranged by someone.

No matter who he will fall in love with, or hate whom... even if he is dead...

The destiny that can't get rid of it is these spiked destinies.

Lying in the extremely cold cave, Hu used the last bit of strength to kill the monster in the cave.

Temporarily obtained the right to use this cave.

Closing his eyes, Hu slowed his breathing most and enjoyed the last bit of calm before death.

At this time, he can no longer recall the accident more than two months ago.

Or maybe, that shouldn't be an accident.

But if the person who caused him serious injury is really conscious and alive.

I will not be willing to hurt him a little...

So even if he was killed by He Jiu himself, Huo would never attribute it to Jiu's fault in his heart.

It's just been a short period of twenty years or so, and it's only at this time that Hu Zui felt for the first time what a powerless mortal he was.

It turns out that there are some things in this world that even if he is such a strong person, he can't do the same.

Compared to this vast universe without limits.

People, after all, are too fragile and small creatures.

Hu frowned slightly, and then gradually let go.

The wound on his body was infected, and repeated fights and escapes caused the most wounds to become inflamed.

So now the whole person is terribly hot...

Hu is no longer willing to think about the heavy memories since the beginning of the Junnan Campaign.

Giving up to struggle with the pain, the best memory of his short but long life began to emerge in his most mind...

The mother in the white dress, holding the green potted Hejiu, and the father who always scolds others and the uncle who insists on her own...

His subordinates, his brothers... and the teachers and friends who once pulled him out of danger...

The fragmentary memories involved countless people who should have been blurred in his mind.

When the many, many people all flashed back to the depths of their minds, all that was left was sitting in front of the bed in the bedroom and waiting for him to drink.

Looking at the thin back in the warm color, Hu couldn't help thinking.

What can such a weak and flimsy person do?

He seems to be broken at the touch of a touch, only suitable for standing quietly behind him and being protected...

The picture slowly moved closer with his consciousness.

The self in the memory walked gently to the thin person.

He looked at his profile, but he looked thoughtfully out of a bright window...

"When the contract is over, will you leave?"

He obviously didn't want to ask, but the self in his memory did not feel his emotions.

"Of course I won't leave, I can't live without you anymore."

Bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, He Jiu answered with a raised face and a smile.

And hearing this sentence, a smile leaked out of Hu Zui's face. He got his reply and his acceptance...

So the setting sun outside the window at that moment also enveloped him in warmth.

The feeling of happiness is like a gurgling stream.

Flowing in the heart that was originally dry and solidified, bathed in warm soft light...

"Snapped!"

The feeling of happiness did not last long, and the peaceful space between him and He Jiu was completely shattered with an explosion.

For a moment, the struggle, tension, and fear all poured into his chest accompanied by the slap of the glass.

Many officials stood in the dim conference hall.

Everyone has a very sad expression on their faces.

Everyone is waiting for him...

And watching these people slowly raise their heads, their eyes rushed to him.

It seemed that there was a conspiracy brewing to swallow him.

He turned around subconsciously, wanting to leave this space.

But his memory did not give him this opportunity at all.

"Zhu Zhan, after investigation, your partner has been confirmed as an overseas spy."

"The most general, the true identity of this spy is not a human being."

"General, he has all admitted that his marriage with you is to gain your trust and protection."

"According to the trial principle of the first-generation supervisory brain of the Central Asia Alliance, you need to be investigated."

...

"...The general...the foreign spy...has been confirmed...death."

...

Silence... dead silence.

A general like the **** of war, the backbone of the imperial army.

The youngest and strongest super player in the Central Asia Alliance...

At that moment, the vibration and collapse in his eyes could make everyone present hear the sound of a peak collapse...

"The most..."

Hou Baichuan, who didn't say a word from beginning to end, rushed to the side of Hou Zuo with crimson eyes and pressed his hand against Hou Zuo's back.

At that moment, Wu's brain seemed to be struck by his own purple and gold lightning.

There was a buzzing sound in his ears.

"What?...I...didn't hear clearly..."

Huo stood there, staring directly at all the officials a little sluggishly.

When Hu Baichuan heard what he said, his hands couldn't stop shaking.

Hou Changming stood in front of all the officials, looking at his colleagues around him who couldn't say a word.

I can only continue with the reality that he must face most...

"Mrs. General...has been confirmed dead. He originally had a physical function problem, and later provided identity cover to continue trading with the Academy of Sciences. Therefore, in the process of continuous experiments, it also caused an irreversible life decline.

During the detention of Madam, we all gave him the utmost courtesy. He is also very cooperative and tells all the truth.

So general, please sorrow the matter of madam, the future of the country still needs your escort..."

Hou Changming is trying his best to retain this hard-to-see strong man.

For my old friends, but also for this country...

He Jiu is hateful as a spy, but he is also a victim.

So at this point, even if the senior officials present had political disagreements, they completely agreed with Hou Changming's remarks...

It’s just that everyone’s wishful thinking thinks that General Iron-Blooded is surprised and pained no matter how much he is a spy... he will not really give up his current status and reputation, and finally do something irreparable...

however……

All the people here still underestimated the weight of He Jiu in Hui's heart.

It took him a full ten minutes to relax, and asked He Jiu where his corpse was.

Just when everyone didn't say a word and chose to be silent.

After all, Hou Baichuan couldn't stand it anymore, and stood gently behind him and told the truth.

"Two months ago, the Imperial Capital was suddenly attacked. Monsters were everywhere...We didn't have time to collect the corpses, and Moon Heart Zero was destroyed. After that, we couldn't find any more wine..."

After the words, the complexion of Hui Baichuan's lips has also changed a lot.