Blessings to the beautiful stars

Perhaps it was because of the blessings that sucked away all the things that can be called characteristics, Zuo Wu never thought that his image could be equated with words such as heroic and martial.

But even so, when riding on Ji Zhi's back and flying through space again, Zuo Wu rarely felt so excited.

Their speed was getting faster and faster, even faster than the raindrops that continuously attacked the Renlian battleship under the absorbed blessing and the power of Ji Zhi's iron skirt;

In the relative movement, making this little bit of scarlet in Zuo Wu's eyes means flying upside down and moving away from him.

And he was getting closer and closer to the kidnapped Gray Wind.

at this time.

The gray-clothed man's electric arc has completed charging, and fired a brilliant flash towards the Renlian battleship, which was covered in flesh and blood and couldn't move—

The arc sea is one of the strongest attack methods known in this world, and even the armor of the Renlian battleship cannot prevent it from being injured.

The fiery light touched the battleship, and the men in gray were already closer to Renlian's battleship. They seemed to ignite another sun in front of Zuo Wu and Ji Zhi.

Let Zuo Wu surpass the drops of blood that are illuminated crystal clear by this light, as if heading towards the sun.

Getting closer.

Zuo Wu inhaled, and suddenly found that it was not only the surrounding blood droplets that were crystal clear, but also a strand from the suspicious steak flowing down the corner of Ji Zhi's mouth.

"Ji Zhi, I think if I'm not wrong, the one you bit may be mine..."

Ji Zhi turned his eyes and glared at Zuo Wu, then withdrew his eyes sadly:
"Do you know? Ai Shanshan is angry at you for not cherishing yourself. This is her privilege as a wife; I am not, so I can't be angry because of your adventure... But it doesn't mean that I am not worried or afraid."

"Now your whole body has been replaced by a goddess-mimetic medical creation... No, more than once, countless times; the smell on your body has changed, like a newborn baby, milky and milky, very nice smell, It's also strange."

"Zuo Wu, please, let me feel you become strange, just this one time, okay? Otherwise, what's the matter... I can only find your original taste by biting this piece of steak."

Zuo Wu couldn't speak, so he could only stretch out his hand to gently wipe away the blood from the steak on the corner of Ji Zhi's mouth.

……

Ji Zhi stopped talking, she knew that she was not the protagonist after all, all she needed was to be a good knight's mount.

at this time.

The light of the arc finally dissipated, leaving the outer shell of Renlian battleship in a molten state.

The wreckage splattered all over the ground, like a disemboweled human organ scattered all over the ground; even though the battleship was dying, it was still screaming "humanity first", protecting every bit of Zuo Wu's flesh and blood hanging on its surface .

The centaur girl tapped her hoof lightly, tapped on its surface, slowed down, bent her knees, and let Zuo Wu jump down.

then.

Zuo Wu stretched out his hand, his fingers penetrated into the hottest and deepest part of the melted place, and tore it lightly.

The man in gray's attack was indeed not aimless, and even the intensity of the arc had been accurately calculated; the next inch of the molten shell was the core of the Renlian battleship, and it was also the place where the high-concentration liquid of the raindrops was stored.

The volume of the raindrop stock solution is only about tens of cubic meters, and the concentration is so high that just one drop, after dilution, can provide the torrential rain that sweeps across the galaxy.

The captured gray wind and the souls of the races enslaved by Renlian were melted in the original solution, which was used to control the battleship.

Zuo Wu was not interested in that soul, but was thinking about how to get Gray Wind out of it.

...had.

Zuo Wu just poked his finger into the stock solution, stirred it a few times, and began to absorb it.

Substances have a tendency to flow from high concentration to low concentration, not to mention that the concentration of this stock solution is so high, Zuo Wu's finger is equivalent to opening the floodgate for them.

The melted fleet of Gray Wind and the enslaved soul were also absorbed by Zuo Wu with the surging concentration.

In an instant, the raw liquid had become an ordinary clear spring, Zuo Wu clenched his fists, a little regretful that he couldn't feel the gray wind in his body because of the nature of favor.

Before, when Huifeng wanted to rush to the waterway entrance alone, Zuo Wu once grabbed her hand and absorbed some of the aircraft fleet, causing Huifeng's brief sting; thanks to this, at least Zuo Wu remembered that Huifeng Characteristics of wind farms.

It's also a little easier to release.

Zuo Wu just hung his hand in the air, held it empty, and released it according to the impression. The nanometer machine group poured out of his body, and after a short moment of stupefaction, it began to reorganize cheerfully.

That's good, this is the original fleet of Gray Wind, and the reorganized ones must be her original personality.

After the reorganization, Gray Wind's hand will be combined with his empty fist, or there will be a fist punch between friends, to bring things to a successful conclusion under the starry sky.

and many more?

It seems a little imperfect.

Zuo Wu was at a loss for a while, it wasn't such a bloody thing as Gray Wind's personality being replaced by the battleship's soul, his use of favor was not so unbearable, and the soul was still hidden in his body.

The purely reorganized Gray Wind posture is not very good.

What Wu Xu held in his left hand was her buttocks.

The fleet was reorganized, and Gray Wind was hanging down in the air with both hands and feet limp because of being grabbed by his buttocks.

She raised her eyes wearily, turned her head, and chuckled:

"Well, as a great hero who saved me, such a reunion is really impressive."

Zuo Wu hurriedly placed Huifeng carefully on the ground, thought for a while and sat beside Huifeng, pretending to look at the sky.

Gray Wind stretched on the ground:
"Congratulations, it seems that you get along well with me in another world;"

"Hey, you made a lot of money out of this adventure; you have many preparatory scientists who are descendants of curators, I who have another world, and all the mimetic civilizations under the goddess are now your citizens! "

"What are you going to do with this Renlian battleship? It was destroyed in your territory, and you used your flesh and blood, and the pilot's soul was also captured by you! It can't be like this and you have to hand it all over to that fallen country, right?"

"The Xindilian, which was just an empty shelf, now really looks like a country!"

Zuo Wu just nodded.

And Huifeng didn't get any response from Zuo Wu for a long time, so he slapped his side in dissatisfaction: "Why is it me who keeps talking? What are you talking about too!"

Zuo Wu innocently looked sideways: "...According to the novel routine I read, next you should say something like 'what's the ranking of our friendship in this harvest', I just made a prediction, and I was thinking about it. how to answer."

Gray Wind was stunned.

Then, she turned her back, clutched her stomach, and giggled while lying on her side: "Puchi, hahahaha, what's the ranking? Do I seem to be such a nasty person?"

Zuo Wu covered his face, a little puzzled as to where he was wrong.

Gray Wind was still lying on his side with his back to Zuo Wu, and when Zuo Wu was in a dilemma, he suddenly said: "For me, the ranking of 'friendship' and adventure this time can probably be ranked among my millions of years of life. Get into the thousand or less."

Zuo Wu opened his eyes wide: "Is he ranked in the top [-]? The ranking is so low!"

"Within a thousand in a million years, it's not bad! Well, no matter how hard you work, maybe you can be ranked in the top five hundred? Top one hundred?" Gray Wind said.

"What kind of effort should I make to make this adventure more complete?"

Zuo Wu shook his hand a few more times. The imperfection in the sense of touch is irreparable, so he can only find another way:
"By the way, it is indeed somewhat incomplete. We still haven't figured out how the cosmic fragments came from, and how did it replace the original territory of the Imperial Alliance? At present, it seems that Renlian is the most suspected."

Hui Feng remained motionless, but still turned his back to Zuo Wu, and sighed softly.

Then, with a sad tone, she softly said to Zuo Wu in depression: "No, it's not."

"The arrival of cosmic debris was not Renlian's doing."

Zuo Wu was puzzled, and raised his eyebrows: "Who is that? Huifeng, what do you have in mind?"

Gray Wind didn't answer directly.

She still just sighed sadly:

"I am Gray Wind."

"The gray wind of the prairie fire."