Chapter 43: Too Much Pressure

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"Wait a minute! I didn't hurt her! ”

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But the sand king turned a deaf ear, and a thick murderous aura erupted all over his body, approaching step by step.

"Lord Shawang, he just beat Yu Yan's prototype to the ground with both feet off the ground."

I don't know what kind of mentality he is in, No. 9, who has been silent, just spoke at this time, which made the sand king burst after hearing it.

The Sand King had already walked up to the Ten Commandments.

Shijie closed his eyes tightly, tilted his head slightly, and looked like he was waiting for death.

"Wait, Sand King! She wasn't hurt! ”

The fat guard diagnosed Yu Yan's prototype and immediately shouted.

"How can you pass out if you are not injured?"

"Thisβ€”" the fat guard frowned, "the pressure is too much. ”

"Huh?"

The Sand King tilted his head to look at the fat guard, and his violent murderous aura decreased sharply.

Shijie couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"After diagnosis, she was not harmed in the slightest. Indeed, the attack that Shijie hit her in the abdomen just now was thunder and rain. The reason for fainting is not physical, but mental. It should be too much pressure. ”

"Heal her."

"Me?" The fat guard hurriedly shook his head, "I can save the physical injuries if I die, I mean maybe." But there's nothing I can do about it..."

"Find a way."

"I heard that the head of Nei'an is proficient in this way."

"Let him come."

"It's... It will take a lot of time, Lord Sand King, are you sure? ”

β€œβ€¦β€

The Sand King suddenly hesitated.

"The physical aspect of Yu Yan's prototype, will there be something wrong?"

"How do you say that," the fat guard held his chin in contemplation for a moment, "it's okay for the time being, but if her mental stress continues to increase, it will soon be a drag on her health." It is still necessary to find the source of pressure as soon as possible and let her catch her breath. ”

"Stressor?"

"Hmm."

The Sand King tilted his head, as if wondering what the source of the pressure was.

The Traveler King thought to himself, isn't it because of you!

"Then Lord Shawang, do you want to call the head of the internal security regiment?"

"Let's get back to it."

I don't know why, just now the sand king was shocked by the safety of Yu Yan's prototype, but when he heard that he had to invite the head of the internal security regiment to come, he said that he would talk about it later.

Is this really in a hurry or a fake intention?

He doesn't want to see the head of the internal security regiment?

Oh, no.

The Traveler King slapped his forehead and understood. This TM doesn't want me to leave! What do you think, how did the head of the internal security regiment come to Nanxing? I have to lead the way.

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The Sand King has always been by Yu Yan's archetype, and of course the fat guard is also a healer.

It took more than half an hour for Yu Yan's prototype to slowly wake up.

"Huh? Sand King? When she saw that the Sand King was close at hand, she immediately sat up and looked around, it was the bed in the spaceship, "Did I faint?" ”

"Yes," explained the fat guard, "but you're fine. Oh, I am the Priest of Life. ”

"Thank you."

Yu Yan stood up and bowed.

"No, I didn't do anything, because you weren't hurt. But Lord Shawang is very concerned about you, don't you see, you just fainted, he almost killed the Ten Commandments. ”

"Ten Commandments?" Yu Yan looked at the still indifferent Sand King, "Why?" ”

"I mistakenly thought he knocked you unconscious."

The fat guard spread his hands helplessly.

Yu Yan's prototype had an expression of disbelief on her face.

"So surprised? I've always forbade the sanders to hurt you in the slightest. The Sand King said, fiddling with his nails.

"Hmm..."

"You're stressed too much. I just suggested to Lord Sand King not to let you do any training in the near future, and he has agreed. ”

Yu Yan didn't say anything.

"Get up and do something, right?"

"Hmm."

She stepped out of the spaceship and found a group of people building a temporary base centered on the hull, including the Ten Commandments and the Traveler King.

It is a number of prefabricated wall panels, welded together with each other, full of technology, but very simple.

She stepped out of the hatch, stepped on the metal plate, and asked, "How long have I passed out?" ”

"More than half an hour."

"It's so fast," she said, smiling slightly.

Suddenly, a woman came over, who was the third subordinate of the Ten Commandments. Twenty-six or seventeen years old, with a long brown ponytail, about 1.78 meters tall, majestic on his chest, no spacesuit, a typical Tu-style shirt and hot pants, and a long stick on his back. In this environment, if you don't wear a spacesuit, you must have deep mana to protect yourself.

Her gentle smile is very comfortable to look at.

"Awake? Would you like to have dinner? ”

"Dinner?"

"Stone pot of earth spirit fruit stew."

"Uh..."

"Ah, Turkish pork, it's delicious. You eat meat, right? ”

β€œβ€¦β€

Yu Yan's prototype didn't speak, but her saliva flowed all over the ground. These two months as a prisoner of war of the Tsar King, although he was not mistreated (except for the mental aspect), but it was also very hard. Especially in terms of diet, she is the only one who eats in the entire sand village, of course, no one can cook, and she can't, so she has to eat compressed food, paste food, and paste food robbed by the sand king every day, and sometimes she will eat Beixing coins directly (a kind of dry food that is pressed in precise proportions)

Stew? When she heard this, she went crazy with her saliva.

She looked back at the Sand King.

The Sand King nodded.

She immediately took the hand of the woman opposite and said excitedly: "Benefactor! ”

The woman smiled: "I don't call Tianyi a benefactor, I call Tianyi a person." Hehe, how long has it been since you eaten? Come on. ”

After speaking, she invited Sha Wang and others, and then took Yu Yan's prototype's hand, walked along the corridor, and walked to a large room similar to a restaurant that had just been built, with a stone pot squatting on the stove. Inside is gurgling with fragrant dishes.

Yu Yan's prototype began to eat to herself, and her gobbling up appearance caused everyone to laugh. Except for the Sand King.

The Traveler King and the others gradually put down their work and gathered around. In fact, they had already eaten it before, but seeing that Yu Yan's prototype was so delicious, they didn't mind eating more.

Shijie came over with a case of wine.

"Lord Shawang, don't you want to drink some?"

"North Star wine? Yes. ”

The fat guard asked tentatively, "Let Yu Yan's prototype also have a drink, this will help relieve stress." ”

The Sand King thought for a moment and nodded.

So everyone gathered around the bonfire, with a metal roof on their heads, and ate meat and drank wine, and the atmosphere soon became enthusiastic.

Yu Yan drank a little, and the North Star wine was a little too strong for her, but she still couldn't help laughing.

She still has this expression?

The sand king looked at Yu Yan's prototype's small face crimson and smiling happily, and fell into deep thought.

Others, including the Traveler King, don't toast to the Sand King, everyone else is afraid of him, the Traveler King is not afraid, but he always feels that if the Sand King drinks too much and goes crazy, no one can stop him. No. 9 and Shijie have been surrounding the Sand King, toasting for a while, talking for a while, full of enthusiasm.

Shijie's amount of alcohol is simply bottomless, he drinks the most, and he has been stirring up the atmosphere, which is worthy of his pompous dress, but there is no sign of drunkenness at all. No. 9 quickly entered the state and began to lie on the shoulder of the Sand King, grinding in his ears, sprinkling coquettishly, pestering the Sand King to drink. This cold and cruel woman could be so sweet and greasy, which surprised the Traveler King. The fat guards also drink well, is it true that the North Star people prefer to drink too much? But he also began to talk a lot, pulling Wen to nag about the past. Wen didn't drink much, did it have no effect on zombies? Tianyi makes people drink a lot, and she drinks the most among the women, but the amount of alcohol is not very good, and she starts to play drunk... I hugged this for a while, hugged that for a while, and kept smirking he, including the sand king, and harassed them one by one, and the most was to pester Liliana like a rag doll. And Liliana, after a few glasses, her eyes immediately began to discharge at the Traveler King. However, if you continue to drink, you will not change, and you are also a person who drinks better.

When the atmosphere was at its highest, it was time for the Traveler King to start kissing Liliana in public while he was drinking. Everyone laughed and shhhhh

"Go back to your room!"

Shijie laughed and scolded.

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The next day.

The Traveler King lifted the arm of Liliana who was holding him and rolled over and got out of bed. Afraid of waking the beauty on the bed, he tiptoed to get dressed, wrapped up his dusty cloak, took up his large backpack, went out of the room, and closed the door softly.

He took a deep breath and adjusted his mood.

It's time to get to work.

At this time, the door of the next room also opened.

It was the Sand King, and No. 9 followed him out. The orange-haired woman regained her grim expression, as if yesterday's drunken cat had never appeared.

It turns out that the sound of spring coming from next door last night was hers.

"Sha Wang is early, I thought that when I slept, I would be inseparable from Yu Yan's prototype."

"Yes." The Sand King pointed behind him, "I haven't woken up yet." ”

"Huh?"

The Traveler King was stunned for a moment, could it really be that the three of them slept together? Then I didn't touch Yu Yan's prototype, and only let her watch the battle? Bad taste...

The Sand King glanced at the Traveler King's neat dress and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"Degraded deserts."

No. 9 was very displeased when he heard this, and his hand unconsciously touched the handle of the scimitar behind his waist.

The Sand King just snorted, and then said inexplicably: "I can't wait to let my level degrade so impatiently, the Traveler King really has a heart." ”

"Uh..."

These words were lukewarm, and for a while the traveler king's heart was quite unpleasant. Is this a boast or a loss? The Sand King gave him two artifacts as gifts, and there is no doubt that he admires him. Sand King always said that he was a lovely junior, and even said so in his wedding speech, but he didn't feel that Sand King had the slightest affection for him, but more to see him as a useful look.

Got it wrong? No! Don't doubt, don't be confused, I've survived until now because I've been degrading the desert and helping him smooth his level degradation. No matter why the Sand King doesn't want to admit it, just believe it and believe in my judgment. If you want to continue to be a person with use value in the eyes of the Sand King, it is right to degenerate the desert with affection.

"The sand king is serious, the duty of the traveler is there, forgive me."

The Traveler King saluted, and left the spaceship.

After walking a short distance, the Traveler King only heard No. 9 whispering behind him:

"Lord Sand King, just conniving at this guy's misconduct?"

Misdeeds refer to degraded deserts.

"Don't touch him." The Sand King's tone became extremely cold, "After all, I was once a traveler, so let him go." Again, if you touch him, even if it's you, I'll kill him. ”

9 nodded.

"Call her up."

"Yes."

On the 9th, I went back to the room and shouted to Yuyan to get up.

The Sand King looked out the window, stayed for a while, and suddenly heard No. 9 shouting: "Lord Sand King is not good!" Yu Yan's prototype can't wake up! ”

The sand king immediately rushed in, and when he saw it, no matter how he shook her, he just couldn't wake up. But alive.

"Go and call the fat man, hurry up."

"Yes!"

No. 9 immediately rushed to find the fat man, and in less than a minute, he directly hugged the fat guard with one hand under his armpit. For the first time, the fat guard was transported in this way by a woman, his face covered in black lines.

In a few words, he understood the situation and immediately began to diagnose.

"Lord Sand King, she fainted again because of too much pressure."

The Sand King pulled out his scimitar and suddenly stuck it in the instep of the fat guard, and the fat guard who was immediately in pain screamed and screamed, and blood poured out.

"You... What are you doing! ”

"Quack, she drank wine and ate meat yesterday, she giggled with laughter, obviously the pressure has decreased, why is it more serious this morning, are you looking for death?"

Others were in pain or angry, but the fat guard's expression became more and more smiling, not joyful, but a cold smirk.

β€œβ€¦ Hehe, Lord Shawang, you are the source of the pressure, everyone can see it clearly, you blame me? Isn't it a little weird. ”

"Me?"

Hearing the sudden screams, the others came one after another, including the Traveler King, who had just walked a short distance, and gathered around the door.

The Sand King looked at them.

"The pressure is coming from me?"

"My diagnosis was correct. She's serious now, and it's best to call in the head of the internal security regiment right away. ”

Glaring at the fat guard with a smirk on his face, the Sand King withdrew his scimitar and turned to the Traveler King, "You, bring the head of the internal security regiment immediately." ”

"Me?" The Traveler King pointed at himself and hesitated.

"Don't want to go?"

Seeing the Sand King standing up, Shijie rushed to speak: "Lord Sand King doesn't know anything!" The head of the internal security regiment has not left the city of Inner Security for nearly a hundred years, and this is not easy to do. ”

"yes..."

The Sand King stretched out his hands and spewed out a large amount of sand from his palms, and the flying swirl condensed into a clone.

The doppelganger flicked his cloak: "I'll go and invite it personally!" ”