Zerg Writer

The sweet time will not disappoint, and what we should do is still to do.

Otherwise, how to extinguish the anger in my heart?

If Ling Xun's willpower were not strong enough, Fang Qingci could hardly imagine what the consequences would be last night.

That must be extremely tragic.

Ling Xun had to go to the military department. Before leaving, he looked at him with some worry: "Promise me not to do impulsive things, I will solve it, okay?"

Fang Qingci smiled and kissed his profile lightly, and said, "Don't worry, I won't."

Ling Xun was still a little worried: "I didn't get any harm, don't mind too much, okay?"

The healing power of female worms is not covered. The gunshot wound on his arm that he made the night before now seems to have only a shallow trace.

But in this way, does it mean that he has not been harmed?

Fang Qingci's heart was full of anger, but nothing could be seen on his face, so he leaned over and kissed his dear again, and said, "Come on, or you'll be late."

Recently, the Alien Territory has been a bit unstable, and Major General Ling Xun has been very busy. So even if something like this happened, he was only willing to take a day off, and he was really serious and responsible.

Watching Ling Xun's tall figure hurriedly leave, the gentle smile on Fang Qingci's face suddenly disappeared without a trace. His eyes were extremely cold, and they looked terrifying like never before.

Ling Xun worried about himself, so he said that he would solve the matter himself. But the female is naturally weak against the male, how can he solve it?

Nothing more than just trying to comfort him.

He understands Ling Xun's thoughts, and he wants him to live a peaceful and happy life under his wings and shelter. Don't worry, don't worry. However, Fang Qingci's thoughts are the same as him!

The more he gets along with Ling Xun, the more he can feel the deep and passionate love he has for him. Sometimes he couldn't help thinking, what does Ling Xun love about himself? How can he get such a pure and heavy love?

It may be too hypocritical to think so. Love is love, and it doesn't need any special reason.

Ling Xun gave him true love, and he also hoped that he could return him with true love. The first thing to do is to let your lover have no worries about the future.

He is an eagle born to soar in the sky, no one can break his wings!

Every time after Ling Xun went out, Fang Qingci also went out. Of course, they are not going to the same place.

Ling Xun resigned from the military headquarters, and Fang Qing resigned from the Ke family.

After three days in a row, Fang Qingci finally got a suitable opportunity.

In the middle of the night, Ke Meng, who was dizzy and dizzy with a drink in a bar, pushed open the back door of the bar and came to a dark, narrow, stinky alley.

The dim light shines on this place, and you can see the yellow walls, and there are traces of vomiting and excretion everywhere. Even, you can see some places where the liquid flows through in an ambiguous look. In the darker place, some signs similar to bloodstains can also be seen faintly.

It is obviously not uncommon to break the head drunk.

Even the most glamorous place has a dark side.

In the bar, his companions are still caring. On this side, Ke Meng leaned on the wall and threw up. After vomiting, he wiped his mouth and muttered a name: "Ling Xun...I really like you..."

The lights flickered a few times, and a figure walked out of the dark, with a gloomy voice: "You are not worthy to mention his name."

Ke Meng didn't need to turn his head, he could already hear the other party's voice. He laughed happily: "Sir Fang Qingci?"

He turned around and saw Fang Qingci standing in the dark, standing in the dark, looking over silently.

"That day, did Ling Xun look for you last?" Ke Meng asked.

Fang Qingci nodded.

Ke Meng stretched out his hand and wiped his mouth, and smiled bitterly: "Sure enough, he would rather shoot at himself and go to you... Master Fang Qingci, I am really envious and jealous of you, do you know?"

Fang Qingci looked at him coldly, without saying a word.

Ke Meng straightened up and looked at the void, with a look of recollection in his eyes: "In the beginning, I thought I just wanted to have fun... Who knows, I guess it was wrong, and I lost my heart... It's a pity. , Luo Hua deliberately flows and water is ruthless, in his heart, from beginning to end, there is only you. I really want to know, where are you better than me?"

Fang Qingci still looked at him like that, as if watching him perform a one-man show.

"Where are you better than me?" Ke Meng asked stubbornly, as if he had to get an answer.

"Because I am me, there is no substitute." Fang Qingci finally said such a sentence. He approached him step by step and continued: "He met me, fell in love with me, and couldn't hold any other bugs in his heart, nothing more."

"What if I met him first?" Ke Meng said unwillingly.

Fang Qingci categorically said: "Then you have nothing to do!"

Me and him are destined. I went through a thousand and ten thousand rounds to come back here just to meet him.

And you, what kind of thing?

Fang Qingci didn't bother to tell him more, but looked at him with a look of dead insects. Ke Meng's eyes were blurred and his brain was not very clear. When he saw it like this, the paste in his brain began to solidify, and a cold sweat came out of his body.

"What do you want to do? Isn't Ling Xun okay? I tell you, the Ke family is not easy to provoke. Even if you are now an S-class, you have to weigh up against the Ke family—"

He was about to call for help, but felt that his throat was tight and heavy, and he couldn't say a word. A huge coercion firmly imprisoned his body and spirit.

Compared to the time when he was on the spaceship before, this group of Via, which belongs to the S-class males alone, is much more terrifying!

He understood that Fang Qingci did not intend to let him leave alive this time!

The cold sweat rustled down, his heart beating wildly.

The eyes began to protrude, and the whites of the eyes became blood red!

The feeling of suffocation was overwhelming.

After finally getting a chance to breathe, he spoke with difficulty and said like a mosquito: "You will regret it..."

"I will not regret it, it is you who will regret it. Repent in hell."

After saying this calmly, Fang Qingci once again increased the oppression of his mental power on him.

Although the worm in front of him seemed to describe it as very pitiful, it couldn't arouse his pity at all. For him, he has nothing but disgust and hatred.

Bloodshot rushed down from Ke Meng's facial features and slowly slid down along his pale skin after drinking. He stared wide, his eyes were full of unwillingness. However, it was too late.

Fang Qingci quickly ended his pain. He tilted his head and swallowed his last breath. But a pair of bloodshot eyes were still wide open.

Fang Qingci stood there, looking at his corpse with an indifferent expression. He didn't mean to stretch out his hand to close his eyelids. After a while, he turned around and slowly walked out of this dark and **** lane.

After another period of time passed, the rusty iron door behind the bar was slammed open, and a fashionable female with half-breasted **** staggered out and shouted: "Master Ke, what are you doing? I won’t go back, keep coming and drinking—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Ke Meng's dead body. He was stunned for a while before he began to scream, his voice resounding across the night sky: "Ah—"

Fang Qingci left the alley and did not go home, but took the public shuttle directly to the gate of the Male Insect Association. At this time, the gate was closed. But in the tall buildings, there are still lights on.

Fang Qingci came to the gate and pressed the doorbell. After waiting for a while without getting a response, he pressed it again.

This time, the monitor was turned on, and a male indifferent face appeared on the screen: "Something will come tomorrow."

Fang Qingci raised his eyes and looked over, and said flatly, "I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for tomorrow. There is an emergency."

The male frowned and looked at him for a while, and then reluctantly said, "Come in."

As his voice fell, the door was slowly opened.

Fang Qingci walked in, and did not see the worm. Obviously, the male was not downstairs.

Soon, the other party's voice rang upstairs: "Go upstairs and talk."

Standing on a balcony on the second floor, the male leaned over and looked over.

Fang Qingci paid attention to the room, went up to the second floor, and knocked on the door of that room.

"Come in."

Fang Qingci opened the door and walked in. The male picked up a bottle of orange wine, unscrewed the lid, and poured two glasses of wine. After the orange liquor is poured into the glass, it looks pale golden and beautiful.

He handed Fang Qingci a glass of wine, and Fang Qingci took it calmly, took a sip, but was so spicy that he coughed twice.

Few males like such spirits.

The male smiled, sat down on a burgundy flannel sofa, and stretched his chin toward the opposite seat: "Sit down and talk."

Fang Qingci sat down opposite him, raised his neck, and drank the spicy liquor in the glass. Then, he coughed twice again.

"You don't have to please me like this." The male looked at him with interest and said.

"I just want to drink." Fang Qingci put down the quilt and shrugged.

The male smiled, and drank the wine in his glass with his neck raised, and then poured a full glass again, and said, "Let's talk, what must I come over today?"

Fang Qingci could sense that the male sitting opposite him was also S-class. Moreover, I feel that his mental power is stronger than his own. Thinking about it, it has been a long time since the opponent entered the S-level.

Fang Qingci looked into his eyes and said, "I just killed a male named Ke Meng."

The male's expression remained unchanged, and he shook the cup: "The eldest master of the Ke family? This is a bit troublesome."