Under the intoxicating moonlight, Shen He and Joan of Arc clinged closely.

They talked a lot about things.

Shen He talked about the past when he was just an ordinary person.

At that time, he had been living a step-by-step life, when he was studying, he had not the top but good grades, he was admitted to a university that was not top but not good, and he found a job that was not top but not good.

Joan of Arc was envious of this.

She also talked about her mother, her younger siblings, and her life in the country.

Although it is not as exciting as the last two years of my life, there is a dull fun every day.

She was still a wild child when she was a child, and she often fought with others, and because her physical strength was not comparable, she practiced the unique skill of poking eyeballs with one hand.

"I really want to go back and see what you were like back then." Shen He has a little yearning.

"If you do go, you'll regret it." Joan of Arc pursed her lips and shook her head, "At that time, the conditions were far less high than in modern times, even if there was no war and famine, people were prone to death, especially children, when they were sick, they could only pray, and I also became a devout believer after I was sick once and miraculously survived." ”

“...... There is no such thing in the history books. ”

Shen He's fingers ran along Joan of Arc's snow-white back, and he was fascinated by the warmth and incomparably smooth touch from his fingertips.

"History books don't record a dull and insignificant country girl." Joan of Arc looked at Shen He with a hint of nervousness, "But for me, the seventeen years before going to the battlefield are the days that occupy most of my life, my lord, you are in love with a rural girl who doesn't know anything." ”

"It's okay, I'll teach you."

Shen He suddenly noticed the bright red lips that were close at hand.

The Heroic Spirit is truly an incredible existence, and even at such a close distance, not the slightest flaw can be seen in Joan of Arc's face.

There was also a faint, violet-like scent that kept licking his nose.

He hesitated for less than a second before he leaned down and gently pouted his seductive upper lip in loyalty to desire.

"Hmm......"

The sudden kiss made Joan of Arc let out a muffled exclamation, her eyes widened all at once, and her cheeks turned red like a fiery cloud.

And then in the next moment-

Shen He's arms were empty.

This girl actually escaped in a spiritual body.

Shen He smacked his lips a little disappointed.

"Big, the big dog is almost coming to pick us up."

Joan of Arc's figure reappeared beside Shen He, keeping a distance that both wanted to get close and was a little timid.

The skin of her whole body was covered with a faint layer of crimson, and she could still stay in front of Shen He after being attacked like that, which was almost to the limit of what she could bear.

"Okay." Shen He nodded contentedly.

He still understands the truth of overdoing it, and the time in the future is still very long, and important feelings should be cherished.

However, Shen He overestimated himself in the end, and the consequence of suppressing his restlessness was that he didn't sleep almost all night.

He kept a giggle all the time, staring at the ceiling with his eyes in a daze.

However, the superhuman constitution made him not tired at all, until the first rays of sunlight poured in through the window, and he suddenly had the motivation to look forward to each day in the future.

What is the difference between evolving from a single dog to a loving dog?

In fact, there is not much difference, it is nothing more than that you can be woken up by a soft sound every day, someone is quietly accompanied by someone at work, and when you are free, you can stare at the lovely lover openly, and occasionally you can go up and down their hands, in addition, there are probably only some small pleasures such as holding hands wow, feeding wow, knee pillows, etc.

With the Chaldea expanding step by step, more and more people joined, and Shen He still had a lot to do.

For example, the hearing that Steve participated in was actually just a formality, Tony had already finished sorting out the relevant contacts before that, and after the battle of the destruction of S.H.I.E.L.D., Shen He had already directly entered the sight of the World Security Council, but as long as he was not caught on the surface, coupled with the strength they showed, I believe that these people would not dare to easily test his bottom line.

On the fifth day, the Kingdom of Attilan finally settled its own affairs and went to the appointment on time, but this time it was the Black Bolt King who came in person with his queen and several royal attendants.

"Ciel, tell me about what you've found." After a brief greeting, Shen He went straight to the point.

"Yes, sir." Hill walked to the screen and turned on the projection, "After we learned the location of their tribe from the mouths of the captured captives we captured earlier, we immediately arranged for personnel to investigate, they were very cautious, and they chose to transfer directly after sensing the possibility of exposure, but they have been locked and tracked by us." ”

What appears on the projection is some of the footage that has been filmed.

One of the most frequent occurrences is a woman with several scars on her face.

"Lincoln claimed to be their leader, and Jia Ying gave them a home." Shen He glanced at Lincoln who was escorted aside, "But from our point of view, the strict rules set by Jia Ying have increased the fear and hatred of aliens for humans, they have separated themselves and forbade too much contact with the outside world, if we go to the door like this, we will basically rely on violence to solve the problem." ”

Black Bolt also looked at Lincoln, and suddenly stood up and walked over, gesticulating, with Medusa interpreting on the side.

"Do you know who we are?"

“...... Know. Lincoln was silent for a moment before he spoke slowly, "The Inhuman King." ”

Shen He and the others had already told him about Attilan City and the Black Bolt King these days.

"You are also an Inhuman, our bloodline left on Earth back then, if there is a chance to let you return to a home that truly belongs to you, would you be willing?" Black Bolt continued to ask.

“...... Of course I do....... My king. Lincoln eventually bowed his head.

Jia Ying did create a kind of racism for them, but this kind of racism just made them feel close enough when facing their own race.

Not to mention, Black Bolt King's identity is the king of the Inhuman race, and this revered identity has brought a lot of pressure to Lincoln.

The Black Bolt King placed his palm on Lincoln's shoulder, Shen He gave Hill a look, she pressed the button, and the motor collar around Lincoln's neck was automatically unfastened.

"They're just desperate to find a home." The Black Bat King gestured to Shen He, "It's better for us to contact first, purely as an Inhuman." ”

"It's more appropriate." Shen He nodded, then looked at Hill, "What kind of reaction did Skye have after learning about his background?" ”