Therefore, when facing torture again, Zhu Yao's state of mind became more and more complicated. On www.biquge.info the one hand, she warns herself that she can't forget the innocent and tragic deaths of the innocent and tragic people on Planet Hope, but on the other hand, it is also true that torture has helped Planet Hope.

Time slipped away quietly in Zhu Yao's contradictory psychology, and ten years passed in a blink of an eye.

Now as the ruler of the Hope Planet, Zhu Yao's status is higher in the eyes of the people of the Hope Planet than those in high positions in the alliance. Because in the past ten years, Zhu Yao has truly led the people on the planet of hope to live a quiet and peaceful life.

Zhu Yao looked at the face in the mirror that had not changed in the slightest from ten years ago. Nowadays, in the races of the entire galaxy, except for the abnormally long life of the mechanical race, the life expectancy of the people of other races is about the same. The Terrans have a lifespan of more than two hundred years, the Zerg have a lifespan of nearly three hundred years, but there are also some Zergs who only have a lifespan of just a few decades. There are many other races, and most of them live between two hundred and three hundred.

According to the age of the original owner, Zhu Yao is now thirty years old, which is the age of flowers. But Zhu Yao already felt a feeling of fatigue, which came from the heart. Staying in this starry sky for a long time made her feel tired.

"Your Highness, His Highness Torture Wing broke out of the shell and escaped this morning!" Torturer's communicator suddenly remembered the butler's voice, Torturer frowned, and fled again?

"Send someone and get him back as soon as possible!" was silent for a long time before the torturer said sharply.

"Someone has been sent out. Your Highness, do you think you can start destroying it after you find it?"

The torturer pinched his eyebrows, and then said, "You can do it." ”

"Yes, Your Highness!" the butler replied respectfully, cutting off the communicator. The torturer listened to the dripping sound coming from the severed communicator, and the feeling in his heart was indescribable.

Ten years ago, he had always thought that Xingyi was his half-brother. Therefore, for this brother, he tolerated in every way. Including that time when Torture Wing wanted to attack the Planet of Hope, he quickly took the lead in gathering his men after feeling Torturewing's brain waves. And then lay in ambush on that desolate taxi planet. Through the influence of the magnetic field of Zhu Yao's fighter plane, Zhu Yao was successfully attracted to that planet.

Then, everything went unexpectedly smoothly after that. Zhu Yao took him back to the Alliance, and then took him to the Planet of Hope.

Zhu Yao probably wouldn't have thought that when he destroyed those buildings, he ordered his subordinates to collect the light waves in the brains of those poor people. Then, through the special technology of the mechanical family, those special people were synthesized later.

Xing Jie remembered a set of information he had accidentally obtained five years ago, and at that time he realized that Xing Yi was not his brother at all, but a clone of him. Like the robots he created, the one named Torture Wing has all of his thought patterns, understands his preferences, and grows as he grows. That's why he has so many similarities with him.

There is no error in the data in the gene bank, and the physical characteristics of the royal robot are different from those of ordinary robots, so they need to be kept separately. If he hadn't accidentally turned it over, he would probably have thought that Xingyi was his brother for the rest of his life.

Since then, the attitude towards the torture wing and the torture has changed.

In the past, he was always used to him, thinking that he was smaller than himself, and let him do everything. But in the end, it turned out to be just a bunch of data.

At that moment, the feelings of torture were very complicated. All kinds of emotions were intertwined, and he had mixed feelings.

"Hey, torturer, are you thinking about me?" Suddenly, there was a fluctuation of energy in the room, and the next moment, the light voice of torture wing rang in his ears.

"Torture Wing, go back!" Torture Wing sat still, he had expected it when the butler told him that Torture Wing had escaped.

"Hehe, torturer, why do I have to obey whatever you say? I've been like this since I was a child, I'm obviously much better than you, but they still only see you in their eyes. Xingyi's figure slowly appeared in the room, with a look of unwillingness on his face.

The torturer was silent and did not reply. Xingyi apparently didn't know that he was a mechanical clone, and like Torture, he had been Torture's half-brother for as long as he could remember. But after so many years, they have been kept in the dark.

"Xingyi, I know you're better than me. But there is one thing you probably don't know, and this one thing alone will make you never surpass me. That is, you are actually a clone of me!" After the torturer finished saying word by word, the face of the torture wing in front of him changed.

"What are you talking about? I'm a clone of you? Are you kidding, torture. Xing Yi asked in disbelief.

Instead of speaking this time, the torturer nodded, affirming his statement.

This time, he didn't speak, obviously shocked by this sudden truth. Xing Wing staggered and sat down on a stool beside him. He couldn't believe that what the torture had said was true, but all his questions seemed to have been resolved after this answer. Xing Yi had a clear answer in his heart, but he resisted from the heart.

The torturer's mind moved slightly, and the figures of the two disappeared into the room. Just like when he was a child, the torturer took the hand of the torture wing and walked carefully on the grass under the night sky. This is the independent space of the torture, and he has hidden the torture wing here several times when he was a child. Now it's time to say goodbye.

Xingyi looked at the starry sky and grass that hadn't changed in many years, and clenched his fists. In fact, he had a vague guess before, but he never dared to verify it. For example, as the king of the mechanical clan, why can't he cast a spell that requires royal bloodline to cast. For example, every king of the mechanical clan will have a small space for himself when he becomes an adult, but he doesn't!

There are all kinds of indications that his identity may not stand up to scrutiny. Now, it's clear that he is indeed not the brother of the torture, but the clone of the torture!

"Hehe, I'm just a clone! So what is the purpose of my existence? What are the things I have done for? Torture, you tell me! You actually know what I do, right? But you didn't stop me, so does it mean that this is actually what you want to do? Hehe...... Torture, you're not a good person!" As the last word of the torture wing dissipated into space, the figure of the torture wing also turned into a little starlight and disappeared into the space.