The black sky, imprinted with incomplete light and shadow, a touch of streamer sliding, in a trance, a quiet and peaceful upright figure lying quietly on the ground. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Breathing evenly, indicating that the person was only briefly asleep, above his head, there was a killing sword shining with red blood light, which was slowly spinning, and the swaying blood-red halo flickered in the dark space.

It's that scene again, that kind of picture, in the dull world, as if there is only one person and one sword, and the surroundings are quiet, not even half a figure.

Suddenly, the eyelashes of the sleeping man on the ground twitched, and even the slender fingers that were snow-white moved with him.

The killing sword above his head seemed to feel the strangeness of the figure under him, and suddenly, it turned even faster, and the red light flickered, and from time to time there was a 'buzzing' sword sound, as if reminding the sleeping person that it was time to wake up from the dream.

In the black shadows, there seemed to be a wonderful voice, constantly muttering something.

'Sword Lord, how long will you sleep until you ・・・・・・・・'

The words in his ears made the sleeping person's eyelids shake more obviously, and in an instant, there was already a tendency to wake up.

'Well, ・・・・・・・・ is calling my name・・・・・・・

The figure gradually became conscious, but its eyes were still closed.

In order to see the true face of the visitor, the figure tried hard to open his eyes, and the tired eyelids slowly opened half of the gaps, and when he was confused, he saw a blood-red flash, because his mind was not yet clear, he couldn't recognize what was in front of him.

So the figure tried again, trying to open all his eyes to see, but at this moment, a dull feeling of suffocation came from the tip of his nose, which suddenly made him feel that it was difficult to breathe, and his dull lungs seemed to be mired in the mire, and the senses were completely uncomfortable as if the two nostrils were blocked with cloth.

There was a violent shaking around the approaching body, and a woman called.

"Jun Twelve, wake up, wake up, wake up."

Just right, the figure was shaken by this consciousness returned, as soon as he woke up, the memory in his mind was like a flood that opened the floodgates, surging in, and the memory of experiencing horror movies still surfaced in his mind, since he killed the alien queen, he had no memory, and he was suddenly shocked, and instinctively opened his eyes and woke up.

As soon as Pu woke up, Twelve Hates felt as if he was in a warm embrace, and the unique body fragrance of women was transmitted from the tip of his nose, with a strong frankincense.

This woman-like fragrance instantly made his old face red, and a trace of ripples couldn't help but rise in his indifferent heart.

Turning his head to look, it was no one else who shook him, it was Lan Lan who came down from the healing light pillar, and at this time, he found that his body was habitually held in the arms of this woman, and his head was resting on this woman's chest.

No wonder his head was absolutely cushioned by something soft, it turned out to be this!!

"Thank God, you finally woke up, I thought you would never wake up again" Seemingly unaware of the ambiguous physical contact between the two, Lan Lan still said to him nervously in the joy of returning to the main god space.

After finishing speaking, she still didn't let go of the trend of twelve hatreds, she still held his head tightly on her chest, and subconsciously pressed the other party's head on her chest with her hand.

This is terrible, the twelve hatreds that were originally quite calm are not calm, because he has been living in a difficult living environment since he was a child, so that he has an important understanding of the contact between men and women, and deeply knows that men and women have different truths, originally he also expected this woman to be able to let go of him after waking up, after all, in his cognitive range, women are definitely more ashamed than men, but that knows, this goods not only did not put it, but hugged it tighter.

The soft touch and the body fragrance of the habitual nose suddenly made the blood rush in the brain of the old virgin who had not touched a woman for hundreds of years, and there were some strange changes in the lower body, and the face that was normally ruddy became even more red and hot.

At this time, I felt that my face was as hot as if it had been roasted by a fire.

'・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・' He wanted to say something, but in desperation, his mouth was tightly covered by the other party's chest, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a mouthful of milky smell rushed into his face.

'Hey, why don't you speak?' ・・・・'I felt the bursts of moist breath coming from my chest, warm and numb, which really made Lan feel happy.

The almost suffocating pressure of the '・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・' almost made it difficult for the Twelve to breathe, let alone speak.

"I said, big sister, how are you, if you continue like this, you will have to be suffocated to death if you don't shake him to death' Facing the struggle of the twelve hatreds, at this time, Zhang Jie, who also treated his body, finally gave a hand, he covered his mouth and reminded with a smirk.

At that time, as soon as he reminded him, Lan Lan, who was a little sensible, finally came from his reaction, thinking of the twelve hatreds who were still pressed in his arms, and suddenly his pretty face turned red, and he screamed and hurriedly let go and apologized to the twelve hatreds, "Ah・・・・・・ I'm sorry, I don't know, are you okay...

・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・As soon as the head of the twelve haters was released, the red cheeks immediately detached from the other party's chest, and with a shock of his hands, he rolled out of Lan Lan's arms violently, gritting his teeth angrily, and glared at the other party fiercely while desperately breathing the air outside.

Escaped safely, the twelve hated immediately turned around and covered his face to calm down his restless heart just now, to be honest, this is the first time in his life that he has suffered this kind of unspeakable embarrassment, if the other party is not a woman, it is estimated that he would have stabbed it with a sword a long time ago, and he will definitely not give the other party a good look, what are you kidding, the dignified Sword Monarch of the Bitter Realm was actually impetuously made by a little woman.

After a few minutes of calming, it was silent, and the three of them couldn't communicate, and after a while, the twelve hatreds finally cooled their hearts, and they had the foundation of their own firm kendo will, and soon, they made him return to the same indifference from his body to his expression.

Rubbing his cheeks, which were still a little hot, he quietly turned his head and looked around with a cold gaze.

Zhang Jie was hugging a crying woman and comforting her, while Lan Lan was a little woman bowing her head and pinching the corners of her clothes with her hands, not daring to look at him.

As for Chu Xuan, Zero, Overlord, and Zheng Zha, it may be the reason why the injuries are too serious, and several of them are still floating in the main god's healing light pillar, and one after another white light spots that are difficult to see with the naked eye are floating out from the main god and slowly inject into the bodies of the four people.

"Well, it looks like you've successfully passed the horror movie..." nodded secretly, and Twelve Hate thought to himself.

I checked my physical condition again, and found that except for my mental fatigue, I didn't suffer any damage, and my heart was also relieved.

"Well, those swords made from alien eggs are still there, it seems that they were successfully recovered before passing out" He didn't stop for a moment, almost checking the situation inside the sword box.

'Alas, it's a pity that the sword frame has to be made again' Suddenly he thought of the lost sword frame again, and a regretful expression appeared on his face.

After thinking about it, the Twelve Hates felt that they were idle anyway, so they directly ignored the two people who were standing stupidly, and began to close their eyes and contact the main god.

'Lord God, check out the reward points I get...

Wow, as soon as he finished speaking, almost instantly, as soon as the alien got this time, the reward points and side plots appeared in detail in front of him.

'Kill three ordinary aliens, reward points 3000, three D-level side plots.

Kill a special alien, reward points 1500, a D-level side story.

Successfully escort Mijiell back from the merchant ship, reward points of 2,000, a D-class side story.

Kill the Alien Queen, reward points 5000, B-level side story.

Destroy 200 Alien Eggs, 10 each, for a total of 2,000 bonus points'

Seeing this, the face of the twelve haters who has not seen a smile all year round finally has a little expression, well, it should be said that it is satisfied, not bad, a total of 14500 reward points, a B-level side plot, 5 D-level side plots, in general, this harvest is quite rich, although it is slightly lower than the last time I got the reward, but it is not too low.

Strictly speaking, with these reward points, he can squander them for a long time'Heh, it's not in vain that I waste my time doing so many things, and the harvest I get is proportional after all' chuckled coldly, and the twelve hated to themselves with satisfaction.

"Ahem, how is Jun Twelve, how is it・・・・・ it feels like to be clamped by a woman's chest, is it psychologically comfortable" Just when he was about to do something else, he was suddenly slapped on the shoulder, and then a fairly strong arm was placed on his body, it was Zhang Jie, this thing, with an evil smile on his face, a playful look, and a whisper in the ear of the twelve.

As soon as he heard Zhang Jie's words, the originally relaxed face of the Twelve Haters immediately changed color, and in an instant, it was like a Peking Opera face, a trace of killing intent came out of the body, gritted his teeth, and said coldly, "Get out of ・・・・・・・・"

"Oh, don't be like this, you know, this kind of Yanfu is not something that anyone can encounter, I know you're embarrassed, I saw you blush before, otherwise, how about I help you be a matchmaker...

'Kara ・・・・・・・・・'

The blue tendons on his forehead, the clattering of his fists, the twelve hated squinted his eyes, gritted his teeth tightly, tried to suppress his anger, looked at each other with murderous eyes, and slowly burst out of his mouth a few words, "If you dare to mention this matter again, I will..."