Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

Chapter 316 Get away!

Nan Jing nodded, concentrating on the ancient force in his hands.

At this time, he felt a refreshing coolness spread into his body through the palm of his hand, and the coolness became more and more intense, and when it suddenly reached a critical value, something exploded in his mind.

Immediately afterwards, all the movements seemed to be guided by a master, and the ancient martial power of the whole body poured out logically, all pouring into the polar ice worm in his hand.

Nan Jing flicked his hand, a cold light flashed, and the polar ice worms scattered into tens of thousands of transparent threads thinner than a hair, and flew towards Feng Jianli uncontrollably.

"ah!"

Nan Jing exclaimed, and subconsciously pulled the polar ice worm to the side, but those spirit snakes who seemed to have self-awareness still rushed towards Feng Jianli.

But Feng Jianli didn't seem to see it, I stood still and let the silk thread cover his whole body...

Xilin's eyebrows turned cold, and he waved his right hand suddenly, a fan that looked like a burning flame appeared in his hand, and a strong and powerful wind whizzed towards the silk thread that was already hanging on Feng Jianli's neck.

When the heat wave hit, Feng Jianli brushed back the black hair in front of his forehead, only heard a few chug chugs, and the crooked silver threads were inserted into the wall next to him without exception, full of holes.

Nan Jing was so frightened that he felt guilty, touched his little heart, and pulled the hair rope in his hand vigorously.

The things that I couldn't control just now were so cute that I couldn't do it now, and I took them all back at once, twisted them into strands, and twisted and twisted in front of Nan Jing, as if dancing to please.

Nanjing: "..."

What the hell is going on?

How about killing Feng Jianli if he couldn't hold it back just now?

Swallowing his saliva with lingering fear, Nan Jing opened his mouth, just about to apologize, but found that no one cared about him at all.

Nanjing: "..."

Xilin bit her lower lip tightly, her bright face was full of obvious anger, her eyebrows were raised upright, and her dark red eyes stared straight at Feng Jianli.

The latter looked at him with a blank expression on his face.

The atmosphere is a little weird.

A few seconds later, Xilin unceremoniously snatched the polar ice worm in Nan Jing's hand, condensed his ancient force into a slender whip and whipped it directly towards Feng Jianli's face.

"Snapped--"

"Shirin!"

Nan Jing cried out aloud, staring dumbfounded at the unimaginable scene in front of him, rushed over to touch Feng Jianli's face.

On the snow-like skin, there was already a long wound oozing blood. The bright red blood flowed out from the wound and fell to the ground along the sharp chin.

Feng Jianli didn't even blink his brows, as if the wound wasn't on him at all, but instead stared fixedly at Xilin who was gnashing his teeth.

Nan Jing took out a disinfectant tissue from the side, covered Feng Jianli's left face, and said to Xi Lin angrily, "What are you doing?"

This time, Nan Jing really disapproved of Xilin's habit of being cruel when he disagreed with him, and since he recognized Feng Jianli, his biological brother, he had developed deep feelings for this cold-tempered young man.

Xilin's hand holding the polar ice worm trembled a little. He threw it directly at Nanjing, pointed at Feng Jianli's nose from a distance of two meters, and said fiercely, "Are you interested?"

Feng Jianli moved his pale lips, gave Nan Jing a look that didn't matter, removed the blood-stained tissue, and said softly, "I just want to prove one thing."

This sentence Nan Jing couldn't understand made Xilin's face suddenly change.

He bit his lower lip hard, his face turned pale, and then he said "fuck" in a low voice, kicked the chair flying, turned around and left, and didn't forget to leave a sentence "Give me a good job!" The direction of strength training."

After the sound of "bang" slamming on the door, Nan Jing stared blankly at the pitiful and innocent door, then at the scattered chairs, and murmured, "It's so scary."

With explosive strength and terrible temper, Nan Jing instantly remembered the old saying "beauties are like snakes and scorpions" that came from nowhere.

"Did I, did I offend him?" Nan Jing frightenedly picked at his limp hair rope, his eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

Only then did Feng Jianli look away from the door, slowed down his expression, rubbed Nan Jing's head, and said, "It's not you, it's me."

"You..." Nan Jing frowned and said, "Because you didn't dodge just now?"

There seemed to be a hint of a smile on the corner of Feng Jianli's mouth, and Nan Jing was horrified to find that there seemed to be some tenderness in it.

What the hell happened?

"It's like this the first time, so don't blame yourself."

In the blink of an eye, Feng Jianli had returned to his usual cold face.

Nan Jing froze for a few seconds, reassuring himself that he must be wrong.

Looking down at the limp hair rope, Nan Jing's eyes were piercing, and he clenched his fists and said, "I will definitely practice hard!"

Feng Jianli softened his black eyes, and patted Nan Jing's shoulder, "Don't force yourself, Landis and I will protect you."

After he left, Nan Jing held his breath and reinstilled the ancient force bit by bit, constantly testing the polar ice worm's ability to accept the ancient force.

For Feng Jianli's words, he felt warm all over his body, and had the urge to keep smiling.

But this indescribable touch brought Nan Jing not only happiness and peace of mind, but also another reason to work hard-he should not just be the one to be protected, he also wants to protect Those people in this world did not initially have such a simple idea of ​​living, but wanted to pursue a higher ideal.

He wants to be the backbone of the empire with those people.

The six-month-long summer on Planet Solo is coming to an end, autumn is approaching quietly, the nights are cool, and the wind in the mountains is especially cold.

Xilin, who ran out to look at the stars wearing only a thin nightgown, felt cold all over his body.He looked up at the sky and kept rubbing his arms with his hands, but his neckline was still wide open. His firm porcelain white skin was exposed, directly from the collarbone to the lower abdomen, containing implicit strength.

Knowing that Feng Jianli couldn't put himself in a dangerous situation, he still acted recklessly to protect him... When will this problem be corrected?

fucking

Hearing footsteps behind him, Xilin said coldly without even turning his head, "Go away."

The man didn't obey his order and still approached him.

Then, a warm coat was draped over Xilin from the back, and a pair of beautiful and slender hands stretched out from behind to the front, as if hugging him.

The chest was pressed against the back, driving away all the cold air, making Xilin's body gradually warm up.

Those dexterous hands buttoned the buttons of the clothes one by one from top to bottom, three buttons in a row, and then it seemed as if a task had been completed and they were put back.

Xilin sat on the swing, Feng Jianli stood behind him.

The hand holding the swing was getting tighter and tighter. Finally, Xilin couldn't bear the atmosphere that made his breathing difficult. He suddenly got up, and forcefully tore off the clothes on his body. The buttons bounced on the ground, and he threw the clothes on the ground. Leaving Feng Jianli on him.

"You are enough, Feng Jianli, get out of here, don't make me say it a third time."

Xilin's eyes glowed dark red in the darkness, as if they were full of blood, making him look dangerously bewitching.

Feng Jianli didn't make a move, and let the clothes hit him, and then slipped to the ground.

It looked a little aggrieved.

One is impulsive and irritable, and the other is as calm as frozen ice.

Looking at each other in silence for half a minute, Xilin walked away with a cold face. When his body missed Feng Jianli's body, a strong hand firmly grasped his wrist.

Xilin shook his hand violently, but was held tightly by the force that seemed to crush his wrist. Feng Jianli's hand stuck to it like a shadow, without leaving a single gap.

"Do not touch me!"

"Shirin."

Two voices sounded at the same time, overlapping each other, breaking the quiet night.

Xilin took a deep breath, looked sideways at Feng Jianli's combination of noble and inviolable facial features like iceberg snow lotus, and cursed: "You are very strange, Feng Jianli, what is the relationship between me and you, you dare to touch me? Is that ordering you to get out, and you are pretending to be deaf to my mother?"

Feng Jianli turned a deaf ear to it, and stared stubbornly at Xilin, his lips were drawn into a line, and his black eyes showed a rare bewilderment.

After a while, Feng Jianli said softly, "I don't want to be just your subordinate anymore."

Xilin, who was about to scold Feng Jianli, was stunned for a while, her red lips parted, and she didn't even realize when she was hugged tightly.

Feng Jianli's chest was very warm, Xilin could even directly feel the beating of his heart under the soft skin through two layers of thin clothes.

Bang, bang, bang, beating steadily and powerfully.

And his heart had already been beating out of order.

No one spoke for a long time.

Xilin's height was similar to that of Feng Jianli. At this moment, Feng Jianli lowered his head and put his forehead on his shoulders. A pair of light-colored lips just touched the cold and delicate skin of his neck, as if he was kissing Xilin's neck. Same.

This realization made Xilin a little awkward, and he blushed in embarrassment. After realizing it, he directly kicked Feng Jianli's leg hard, mercilessly.

Feng Jianli snorted, but hugged him even tighter, as if he would not let go.