Several people glanced at each other, and immediately fell silent, and Yan Jiu stepped forward with Yan Qi in his arms and opened the door.

The man in front of him is also a person with genetic defects, he has blue and white skin, a short horn on the top of his head, and is quite short, a little shorter than the rat people he has seen before, and from a distance he looks like a hell imp from a past storybook, but overall, his human characteristics are more obvious than these rat people. Judging from his clothes and the reactions of the people behind him, his status should be higher than those rat men, because at this moment, those rat men are standing behind him respectfully. But--I don't think it's too bad, because if it were a person of status on a ship, he wouldn't do this kind of communication, unless the value of it was great in Barbarossa's eyes, but apparently Yanjiu wasn't it for the time being.

This little ghost-like person couldn't help but shut down when he saw that it was Yan Jiu who opened the door, and at the same time he quietly moved his thin body back, so that he could make eye contact with Yan Jiu without deliberately raising his head. His heavy eyes the size of a copper bell reflected Yan Jiu's appearance, and then he squinted slightly, his eyes revealing undisguised hatred and disdain: "You are Yan Jiu?" ”

The imp asked, crossing his waist.

Yan Jiu nodded and said, "Exactly." ”

The little ghost didn't know what he was talking about, as if he was a little afraid of Yan Jiu, the rat man behind him saw him like this, and immediately went up, and in his pointed ears he didn't know what to say, and gradually the little ghost's eyes began to change, and he looked at Yan Jiu with some surprise. Then I don't know what the rat man said again, but the look in the eyes of this little ghost reveals what should be called "Clear". In the end, he didn't even say anything, nodded, motioned for these rat men to stand back, turned to look at Yan Jiu, pointed his long nails at Yan Jiu and the people behind him, frowned, looked arrogant, and said in his ugly sharp voice: "Don't come out quickly, if you are in a hurry, your lord is in a hurry." Watch out for me Baroque to settle accounts with you! ”

Yan Jiu was silent. He stepped out of his slender legs, and just as he was turning, the imp quietly stretched out his legs to trip over Yan Jiu. However, Yan Jiu didn't even look at it. Straight over his lap. Then he turned back, glanced blankly, and finally looked into the room. Quietly waiting for everyone to come out.

The little ghost's face immediately froze, and even the rat man behind him who was about to watch the excitement was as if he had eaten a fly, and his face was very ugly.

"Let's go!" After all the people came out, the little imp relented and impatiently urged Yanjiu and them to move forward.

Yan Qi wagged his tail and his amber eyes calmly took in the expressions of these people, even though he was not very sympathetic, but Yan Qi, who had transformed into a tiger, keenly felt the hostile feelings of these people.

Why is that? Yan Qi was a little puzzled.

But time did not allow her to ponder the question, and soon the imp led them to a metal door, and at this time, the imp, who had been speaking coldly to them, bent down and walked forward, and said very flatteringly to the man who was obviously just guarding the door: "My lord, I have brought people. ”

Judging from the clothes, the level of the imp should be the same as that of these people guarding the door, but he was respectful to these people guarding the door, and these people guarding the door looked contemptuous when they saw the imp coming.

How so? Yan Qi's heart was full of doubts, she looked closely, and finally she only found that the reason why these people have superiority over the little ghost is probably due to their own human characteristics are more obvious than this little ghost, they obviously retain most of the humans, but they are a little different from humans in the subtle aspects of hands and ears.

Is this a world of faces, and a world of faces? Yan Qi made a conclusion in his heart.

It's just that he still can't understand why these people are full of hostility and disdain for Yan Jiu, who is completely in human form, since it is a world of face-seeking?

When the guard saw Yan Jiu's appearance, his face couldn't help but change slightly, and his body that was originally standing straight couldn't help but bend slightly towards Yan Jiu, but soon he himself seemed to realize something, and immediately stood up straight, nodded to the little ghost with a straight face, and then stopped looking at Yan Jiu and them, but lowered his head to open the door.

It seems that not all of them are hostile to them.

However, Yan Qi's heart became more confused because of this.

The gate of the maglev mechanism moved silently to both sides, and the furnishings inside the door finally revealed their true faces. Because of this, the bright light inside the door narrowed Yan Qi's eyes.

The furnishings in the house can be described as luxurious, and suddenly I pray that I have really arrived in the bedroom of the pirate leader of the Age of Discovery. The thick and luxurious plush carpet has been extremely precious in the past, not to mention in this resource-based interstellar society, this carpet alone can be called corruption and luxury, and in addition to the various furnishings inside - leather sofas, gilded wine glasses, delicate and smooth skin can be described as naked red-haired beauty is lying on Barbarossa's knees, as if it is a cat that invites pets, looking at Barbarossa with charming eyes like silk, and Barbarossa is just a hand like a pet along the beauty's soft hair, Holding a gilded goblet in one hand, he tastes the delicious red wine inside.

When Yan Jiu and the others appeared in front of him, he happened to look at them sideways, no longer dressed in a suit, but in a simple black silk nightgown, with wheat-colored pectoral muscles at a glance, showing the strength and madness of his master.

"Oh, you're here." Seeing Yan Jiu coming, Barbarossa put down the wine glass in his hand, leaned back in a comfortable posture, and with his backward movement, the beauty kneeling in front of him was pulled up by him and let her sit on his lap.

She couldn't help but look at Yan Jiu, but found that his expression had not changed in the slightest, as if he had seen nothing, he quietly looked straight ahead, his eyes falling on Barbarossa - even his heart rate did not fluctuate in any way.

I don't know why, when I felt this qiē prayer, I subconsciously quietly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart.

Barbarossa naturally saw Yan Jiu's indifference, and a low laugh sounded in the room, like an organ, low but not gorgeous, and then he said, "Is my cat not as attractive as the cat in your hand?" (To be continued......)