Fast Transmigration: Black Moonlight Sharks Are Crazy in Shura Field

Chapter 292 Interstellar Heartthrob (23)

...Ling Chan sent Shenzi to his own escape boat.

In a holy white cabin, Shenzi turned on double-sided vision, and through the transparent glass, Chan could see Shenzi sitting in a wheelchair.

She waved and smiled at him, turned and boarded Roy's escape boat.

The cabin is covered with a large area of ​​silver and white. Ling Chan first went to the control room at the bow, and all she saw were high-tech metal buttons and control key boards. Ling Chan did not recognize any of them.

Fortunately, she didn't have to drive the escape pod herself.

"Welcome, Miss Lingchan." The voice of the ship's AI is elegant and familiar, "The escape pod is starting—the destination has been specified and cannot be changed, and the route is being established—"

"It is detected that the passenger does not have an interstellar spacecraft driver's license, and the autopilot mode is turned on, ready to go."

Ling Chan raised her head and saw the open door of the ship. Outside the door was the vast starry sky.

She is about to leave this ship controlled by space pirates.

Ling Chan breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head, and looked at the other spaceship that was driving side by side. Shenzi was still watching her silently.

Ling Chan curved a smiling face, as if greeting someone, but suddenly felt a pain in the back of her head.

Someone knocked on the back of her head, stretched out his hand to hug her head, and laughed lazily, "Did you miss me?"

The timbre of this voice was gorgeous and pleasant, which caused a tingle in Ling Chan's ears.

An old acquaintance, Lou Yunting.

Ling Chan's body was stiff, and she still kept looking at Shenzi, but her eyes were watery.

Across the vast starry sky, she seemed to see Shenzi not far away frowned slightly, tilted his head to say something, and then his spaceship suddenly accelerated and disappeared without a trace.

he left.

"He won't come to save you."

Lou Yunting bent down, resting his head on Ling Chan's shoulder, his hair was itchy.

Ling Chan reached out to push his head, quite annoyed.

"Okay," Lou Yunting sighed, and said regretfully, "It seems that you don't miss me...I miss you very much."

His voice suddenly became cold, with frost and snow, "What did you do to me?"

Lou Yunting has never had such a subtle feeling since he was a child.

Like a ray of warm spring breeze, it gently caressed his body that was on the verge of collapse. It didn't hurt at all, but rather gentle, as if he had returned to his mother's hotbed and repaired his rapidly alienated genes... Lou Yunting went back to check that day, and his gene alienation index had indeed dropped!
No medicine, no reagent injection, no machine treatment, just contact for a while, inexplicably relieved his gene collapse symptoms, which is unheard of in the entire galaxy.

Lou Yunting doesn't believe that pies will fall from the sky for no reason, but falling into traps is almost the same.

After separating from Ling Chan, he recalled the feeling at that moment every moment.

He was robbing the ship, arresting people, and in every busy interval, he thought of Ling Chan repeatedly.

Her warm and fragile skin, her beating blood vessels, her vigorous vitality.

It feels like a hell of an addiction.

He approached Ling Chan and asked coldly, "What's your purpose?"

The metal light in front of Ling Chan can be seen, vaguely reflecting the faces of Ling Chan and Lou Yunting, one of them is smiling lazily, and the other is expressionless.

"What purpose can I have?" Ling Chan smiled, "I just want to live."

She was pressed by Lou Yunting
No medicine, no reagent injection, no machine treatment, just contact for a while, inexplicably relieved his gene collapse symptoms, which is unheard of in the entire galaxy.

Lou Yunting doesn't believe that pies will fall from the sky for no reason, but falling into traps is almost the same.

After separating from Ling Chan, he recalled the feeling at that moment every moment.

He was robbing the ship, arresting people, and in every busy interval, he thought of Ling Chan repeatedly.

Her warm and fragile skin, her beating blood vessels, her vigorous vitality.

It feels like a hell of an addiction.

He approached Ling Chan and asked coldly, "What's your purpose?"

The metal light in front of Ling Chan can be seen, vaguely reflecting the faces of Ling Chan and Lou Yunting, one of them is smiling lazily, and the other is expressionless.

"What purpose can I have?" Ling Chan smiled, "I just want to live."

She was pressed by Lou Yunting
(End of this chapter)