Interstellar Beast World: The Ferocious Beast Husband Has a Wild Mind

Chapter 21 Forced
Before Xiao Lu could finish his words, Sang Qing grabbed Xiao Lu's hand and said anxiously, "Xiao Lu, lend me your hovercraft!"

"Now? Okay... okay!" Although Xiao Lu didn't know what was going on, he took out his keys without hesitation.

"Thank you! Please ask for leave from Chief Bill for me." Sang Qing took the key and rushed out without stopping for a moment.

Sang Qing found Xiao Lu's hovercraft and took off directly.

Fortunately, the original owner could drive a hover car, although he learned it specifically to pick up the loser Lei Jinfeng.

Sang Qing drove at maximum speed, frowning tightly.

The worst thing happened.

Shi Ying's life is in danger!
The hover car sped along the low-altitude track, and Sang Qing pushed the speed to the maximum.

The base was at least an hour away from home, and she wondered if she would make it in time.

Shi Ying, this stubborn dog, no, stubborn leopard, is really a worry.

After 49 minutes and 53 seconds, Sang Qing braked suddenly and the hover car almost overturned. Fortunately, Sang Qing used his superb off-road driving skills to stop it handsomely.

I jumped off the hovercraft and opened the door, and a strong smell of blood hit me in the face.

The living room and the room were a mess, her new table was broken into pieces, and the walls were covered with deep scratches and bloodstains.

In Shi Ying's room, a huge black beast was curled up there, its fur wet with blood and its muscles cramping in pain.

There was a faint element of rebellion lurking in the air, violent and unstable, making people feel a little uncomfortable.

Sang Qing immediately confirmed that Shi Ying was not injured, but was in a mental turmoil.

When the mental agitation index is within a safe range, it is fine to vent it out. At most, the male will be weak for a few days.

But once the safety range is exceeded, they will either slowly degenerate into irrational beasts or be tortured to death due to the mental turmoil.

Shi Ying was obviously the latter, otherwise the contract would not have reminded her.

Sang Qing slowly approached the room and called softly, "Shi Ying..."

The black panther suddenly raised its head, scarlet mixed in its golden pupils, and it actually forced itself to stand up.

Sang Qing met those emotionless eyes that were full of bloodthirstiness. The hairs on his body stood up and he stood still, not daring to move forward.

The beast forms of orcs are generally larger than those of ordinary wild beasts. They appear so weak in front of the black panther, as if one claw could cause them to suffer comminuted fractures all over their bodies.

"Roar!" The black panther let out a suppressed roar, with obvious pain and warning.

Sang Qing took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

Shi Ying was still conscious and the contract was still in place, so he couldn't hurt himself.

"Shi Ying, I know you don't want me to touch you," Sang Qing tentatively took a step toward the door, "but your situation is very critical now. I can help you."

"roll!"

The Black Panther didn't buy it, his eyes were red, and he made angry human sounds, refusing her to approach.

Sang Qing did not stop and continued to move forward.

As he just stepped into the door of the room, he suddenly jumped up and pounced towards Sang Qing.

But halfway through, his limbs stiffened, he let out a painful wail, and fell heavily to the ground.

The moment Shi Ying pounced on him, Sang Qing subconsciously dodged to the side, and his lower back hit the corner of the cabinet.

Sang Qing didn't care about the pain.

It's now!

Sang Qing rushed forward, flipped over and sat on Shi Ying's neck, pressing down on Shi Ying's head with both hands.

Silver light poured out from Sang Qin's palm, and the spiritual thread forcibly entered Shi Ying's spiritual sea.

In an instant, Sang Qing felt like she had fallen into an abyss. There was a raging wind all around her. The chilling feeling made her spirit tremble.

There wasn't much to see here, only a vaguely discernible residential area. The tangled black threads, like the claws of a demon, rushed towards her, as if to devour her completely.

Unlike Lin Yao's spiritual sea, Shi Ying's spiritual sea is very large and broken. Those threads have completely turned dark black, and almost no light can be seen.

Sang Qing did not hide, allowing himself to be surrounded by the restless silk threads. He used his spiritual threads to slowly untangle the tangled parts and absorb the black pollution on them.

Shi Ying, who still had a trace of willpower left, only felt that the vicious female was riding on his head.

His pupils suddenly shrank. She dared!
He wanted to throw her off, but the pain prevented him from moving a single paw.

Suddenly, something forcefully broke into his spiritual sea, causing Shi Ying's entire body to freeze.

She is giving him psychiatric treatment?

It was very difficult for Sang Qing to absorb the black pollution. After absorbing it for a long time, even his spiritual thread was dyed black, and only a short piece of thread revealed a silver glow.

The black color is still dark, proving that Shiying's riot value is still very high.

Maybe it’s just as Xiao Lu said, it only dropped by one or two points.

Sang Qing gave up absorbing the pollution and just combed out all the silk threads.

Sang Qing paid special attention to his mental strength this time, and retreated just before his mental strength was almost exhausted.

This time, Sang Qing just felt a little tired. After relaxing for a while, he got off Shi Ying's neck.

The next moment after Sang Qing landed on the ground, Shi Ying returned to human form, with messy black hair, lying on the ground in a mess, his nails broken in several places, and blood flowing out.

Sang Qing let out a long sigh and rubbed his aching lower back.

Shi Ying supported himself with his arms and tried to sit up, but his body had obviously not recovered from the aftermath of the mental turmoil, and his movements seemed a little laborious.

Sang Qing subconsciously reached out to help him.

But as soon as her hand touched his arm, Shi Ying pulled it back abruptly as if she had been burned.

"You..." Shi Ying's voice was a little hoarse, and there were complicated emotions in his gilded eyes, including disgust, vigilance, and... a hint of imperceptible regret.

"I don't need your help." Shi Ying turned his head away, his voice cold and hard.

His fingers curled up and gripped the ground, and he didn't try to stand up.

Sang Qing withdrew his hand and let him sit on the ground, "Whatever you want."

"But next time something like this happens, I suggest you notify me in advance. I don't want to run back in such a mess every time."

Shi Ying's bloodless lips were pressed into a straight line. "You don't have to come back. I don't need you..."

"What do you need?" Sang Qing interrupted her, his tone slightly angry. "You don't need my treatment?"

"If I hadn't rushed back, do you think you would still be sitting here talking to me now?"

"Shi Ying, is your life so worthless?"

I forgot, this guy is really not afraid of death.

"When you die, I will touch you all over."

"If it's in animal form, shave it off and then touch it all over."

Shi Ying: “…”

Shi Ying seemed to want to say something but hesitated, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Sang Qing was more complicated than ever before.

Sang Qing was so angry that he said something he didn't want to say, and he regretted it after he finished speaking.

Eh~~~this is too perverted!

　My dears, don’t worry about whether the beasts have clothes to wear when they transform into humans. If they do, running around naked will damage the city’s appearance.

　　(End of this chapter)