693 Love to the depths
The aura slowly seeped into his body, and the rough-groomed wound returned to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye, Song Jue's face turned paler, and his eyes fell on the glittering ancient ring, and the faint trace of energy in it slowly seeped out of his fingertips, and Song Jue pursed his lips.
That man's brain was really not an ordinary good man, how did he learn about the connection between him and the ancient ring.
It was impossible for Jiu'er to say, not to mention that she herself didn't know how important the ancient ring was to him.
Song Jue suddenly had a headache, lowered his head to look at Jiu'er's outfit, and his handsome face became whiter and whiter.
The white fat skin is silky and soft to the touch, and the body shape is as perfect as a thin cut by God, not to mention the softness that makes the head swell.
However, I don't know how many times the man has seen these beautiful things.
Song Jue instantly lowered his head and kissed the plump and seductive diamond lips, and used his force punitively, and when he let go and raised his head, the lip petals suddenly bloomed like peach blossoms, becoming more and more attractive.
He didn't dare to look at it, so he simply hugged the person tighter, took out a coat to cover the person, Lord Mozun was still not very suitable for the exposed outfit of modern humans in his bones, and he couldn't help but want to gouge out those eyes that fell on her.
Removing impetuousness, Song Jue strode out of the space, the air around him turned normal in an instant, and without the previous feeling of suffocation, Jiu'er's sleeping brows stretched a little, he kissed with a smile, and walked quickly to the base.
There was a strong fishy stench in the nose, a fire in the distance, and humans coming and going a hundred meters away.
The tall figure seemed to be integrated with the night, he walked calmly in the middle of the road, his natural high-level aura was impossible to ignore, Shang Qi looked up, and almost at a glance locked on Song Jue's face, as well as the particularly familiar figure in his arms.
"I'm back."
Su Mo suddenly looked back, his eyes lit up in a flash, Song Jue paused and glanced at her, maybe he remembered what Su Mo had helped him before, Song Jue eased his expression, nodded as a greeting, and left without paying attention.
Song Jue was still a little puzzled about the fact that mortals had the Spirit Spring Space, but he was not a gossip person, and he didn't have any heart to explore.
As the figure disappeared from sight, Su Mo still hadn't come back to his senses, if it weren't for the clear and open eyes in his eyes, Shang Qi would have almost felt that this woman was interested in Song Jue.
From the treatment of injuries not long ago to now, there is some enthusiasm excessively.
Shang Qi pursed his lips and didn't ask more, his heart was a little blocked, but he couldn't tell what it was for a while.
Song Jue's arrival was not hidden, and he appeared in front of Lin Xiaoxiao and others in front of him, but it was as reassuring as a needle of the sea god, and he did not stop, and immediately returned to the small building where he was before.
The atmosphere was extremely dead, pushing open the door and entering the eyes was a confused beer bottle, Yu Mo leaned on the sofa with half kowtowed, his eyes were red, and he looked over puzzled, and he was particularly confused when he suddenly bumped into Song Jue's eyes, and his eyes moved down, and it was a champagne-colored skirt.
Yu Mo saw it very clearly before, it was the corner of Sister Jiu'er's skirt.
Brother Song brought her back...
But it seems too fast.
Could it be that drinking too much alcohol is causing hallucinations?
"After she wakes up, I want you to be back to normal."
The appearance of dying or not alive is disturbing just by looking at it.
But if Jiu'er made it, he only felt that his heart was about to break.
Yu Mo was still a little stunned, watching Song Jue go upstairs and close the door, and finally slapped himself hard, the crisp sound of 'pop' echoed in the silence, and the pain showed the authenticity of all this.
Whether it was the sudden death of Uncle Chu and others, or the sudden return of Song Jue with Sister Jiu'er, all of this was connected, as if some kind of silent signal was whispering to him that the final battle between zombies and humans was about to begin.
At this time, the white tiger is particularly bleak, the corpses can be seen everywhere in the night, the high-level retreat, the human race seized the opportunity to clean up a lot of ordinary zombies, until it stopped, everyone was still a little trance and couldn't come back to their senses, but quickly cleaned up the corpses under the organization, liquidated, this battle lost nearly half of the survivors of the white tiger, and the use of arms was more, if it weren't for the zombies, it was really a question whether they could hold it.
Long Yan breathed a sigh of relief, put the communicator aside, and digested the information conveyed by Shang Qi in his brain.
Fortunately, the white tiger is still there.
As the saying goes, stay in the green mountains and don't be afraid of no firewood.
"Settle those children first, strengthen the defense, and recuperate."
The soldier was about to convey his command, Long Yan rubbed his eyebrows, smelled a touch of rice on the tip of his nose, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw Mei Yan bring a bowl of porridge and a small plate of pickles and handed it to him: "I said, the importance of Ji Jiu'er." ”
If she didn't control Mingxuan, the zombies would have come to a nest fight, and the white tiger would be in trouble.
Long Yan paused for a moment, and his cloudy pupils narrowed slightly: "I also said the same, don't say this kind of thing again, Mei Yan, you've passed." ”
The tone was sharp and serious, full of non-commiscutable meaning, Mei Yan bit her lower lip for a long time and did not say a word, as a subordinate who had been cultivated all the way to the present, Long Yan knew very well what Mei Yan was thinking at this time, and said in a serious voice at the moment: "You want to sacrifice a Ji Jiu'er to become a human race, have you ever thought about this reason." ”
"You are a soldier, don't have this idea of sacrificing anyone to steal your life anymore, have you forgotten that your father was pushed out to block bullets? Do not do unto others as you would have them do unto you? ”
Her father was given the opportunity to complete the overall situation as a decoy and shoot him in the head, but her father never came back.
She was five years old at the time.
After she was five years old, she followed Long Yan step by step to the present.
And now, she actually has the same thoughts as those people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, saying righteous and awe-inspiring words, but doing villain things.
Mei Yan raised her head suddenly, took a deep breath for a long time, and said sincerely: "I'm sorry sir, it's me who is stunned." ”
Jiu'er didn't know that her existence had been turned over and over several times, and there was a chill in the muddy nightmare, which drowned out her uncomfortable coefficient, and finally slept comfortably, but at this moment, the blazing embrace, the restless heartbeat, and the heat rolled, Jiu'er turned over impatiently, squinting and wanting to stay away from the heat source, but the other party didn't give her a chance, and after a while, she was almost deprived of breath.
Jiu'er raised her eyes strongly, and her eyes were deep and affectionate, as if she was going to swallow her into her bones and blood.
"Song Jue..."
A light call opened the floodgates of memory, and the memory coefficient before the coma came back to his mind, seeing that Song Jue was about to move again, Jiu'er immediately raised his voice and asked him, "Your injury..."
He grabbed Jiu'er's hand, put it to his lips and kissed it lightly, and said in a dumb voice, "It's okay." ”
Sexy foul.
"Was he the one who hurt him?"
Song Jue's eyes flashed slightly, knowing that she wanted to know the hidden secret, so she suppressed the impetuosity in her heart and said a few words in a low voice, and did not say anything about the battle with Ming Xuan, only said a few words about the corpse king.
Xue Rou, as a light healer, can be used for his own use as long as his energy is sufficient, and after recovering, he took the energy crystal of the corpse king while he was unprepared, which caused the current situation.
Jiu'er guessed the same, but what she minded was about Song Jue and Mingxuan.
Song Jue didn't want to say, so she wouldn't ask more, the only thing she minded was whether Ming Xuan really wanted to put Song Jue and death at that time.
"You're thinking about him..."
He lifted her chin, there was obvious sourness in his tone, Jiu'er hooked his lips and smiled: "I'm thinking about him, but it's not what you think..."She patted Song Jue's face, "Lord Song, I want to go and see the situation at the base." The words fell and wanted to get up, but the man pulled hard, and then fell up, Jiu'er snorted softly, delicate and tactful, which was something that others had never seen.
Song Jue's brain jumped suddenly, and he couldn't control his desires anymore.
This woman is poisonous!
The overwhelming kiss swept over, Jiu'er almost disarmed and surrendered, but he was still sane, anxious about the situation of the base at this time, and as soon as he pushed, Song Jue snorted in pain, and the pain in his eyes pierced Jiu'er's heart ached, and he was anxious at the moment: "What's wrong?" What's uncomfortable? ”
"Don't push me, I've got a wound."
Jiu'er: ...
Why hadn't she seen Lord Song's thick skin before?
Song Jue's enthusiasm made her unable to resist, those eyes had long faded in the shallow whispering of the so-called carelessness, containing a strong lust that seemed to be able to drown her, and the strength of a man was vividly reflected at this moment in addition to killing the enemy.
Zombies, life and death have nothing to do with her, everything is inaudible by his strong emotions, Jiu'er never thought that this man would have such a fiery appearance.
He would call her name when he was in love, and those deep pupils filled her face, and the cool lips walked all over her body, like washing, completely merging her.
The initial gentleness turned into eagerness, and the movements became unscrupulous, and finally bit her fiercely, Jiu'er snorted lightly, and the heat in front of her became even stronger.
Hongluan's tent is warm, and he can always make people climb to the realm of bliss, but the further he goes, the more unbearable he becomes, but he is full of energy, and he doesn't look like he was seriously injured at all.
Crazy taking, resisting death, the more you struggle, the more intense, don't struggle... Again, there is nowhere to run.
The price after the clouds and rain is more tiring than the slaughter of a day and a night.
In just one day after meeting Song Jue, Jiu'er fainted twice.
He hugged the sleeping person with a smile on the corner of his mouth, with a look of contentment in his eyes, there will be a day when he will make her never think of Ming Xuan by his side again, even if it is not emotional.
After sleeping like this all night, Song Jue had a good sleep satisfied, and even the aura in his body stretched a lot.
He kissed Jiu'er's hair, if he didn't have something important to do, he really wanted to die in bed like this.
"Good... I'll go to the space first, and I'll be called anytime. ”
The whispering sound was in his ears, the corners of his ears were itchy, Jiu'er frowned and plucked his ears, and turned over impatiently, Song Jue chuckled helplessly, Xingye had not woken up for a long time, his body was not as good as before, and he had to recover immediately with the help of space.
At that moment, he hugged the person tighter, and only after taking a deep breath did his mind move slightly and burrow into the ancient ring.
When Jiu'er woke up, it was already dawn, during which Su Mo and Lin Xiaoxiao came to her three times, Yu Mo didn't dare to disturb her, and sent people back each time.
The base has almost been rectified, and everything seems to be back to the time when it was in order.
Of course, this is without looking at the apparently sparse crowd.