"I heard that there was a ...... Hmm, I heard you talk about it before, it's called interstellar civilization? ”

The thirty-second wife, who has just started for a short time, has a wonderful figure, graceful and graceful, and is the most pleasing. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 She reached out and carefully wrung out a towel and handed it to the sweaty Zhoumi.

She had to be careful, because all the people practiced demonic exercises, and their strength was extraordinary, and it took her a long time to get used to it before she could pull off the door frame and twist the towel into strips of cloth.

During the vacation, Zhou Mi did not give up his daily physical training, put down the heavy stone pier, took the towel, and wiped it off his face. This weight could not have made him sweat so much, and the reason why he was sweating was completely because of the ancestral demon exercises.

"Yes, this one is quite powerful." Zhou Mi doesn't talk much on weekdays, and he doesn't communicate much with these wives, if it weren't for the fact that this daughter-in-law had just passed the door, he wouldn't have been interested in answering this kind of question.

An eight- or nine-year-old baby ran over, heard the words of his parents, and asked curiously:

"Interstellar civilization, what's that? Does it smell good? Can I only smell it today and eat it tomorrow? ”

Zhou Mi smiled dumbly, and he also had a little headache. The youngest son is now seven or eight years old, and like all the other descendants of the Guardian Clan, he has been trained in demonic exercises since birth, and his mental development is extremely slow.

This situation does not gradually improve in a group environment until the age of 10 when it is sent to the elders' home for the next stage of training.

Thinking that in another year, this little son will leave home, and Zhou Mi is also a little pity. He knew very well what life was like after entering the House of Elders. Ninety years of hard training can erase almost everyone's innocence.

From a young child to a graduate of the Demon Martial Arts, reaching the age of 100, which can only be counted as a young man of the Guardian Clan, he was sent to the frontline battlefield to fight day and night to defend this vast star field and the immortal Guardian Clan civilization.

Compared with the protracted battle, the ninety years of hard training in the House of Elders can only be regarded as a happy college life.

Unlike some sons who are already three or four hundred years old, every time Zhou Mi sees this little son, it is like seeing himself hundreds of years ago, all the warmth and sweetness can make him recall a trace of childhood memories in the depths of his memory.

"Interstellar civilization, how can I explain it to you...... In this way, let me ask you, are your mother's fists and exercises powerful? ”

The youngest son turned his head to look at his mother, and nodded categorically:

"Awesome! Yesterday, my mother was angry that I always didn't practice correctly, and my butt was swollen for a long time, and it didn't hurt until midnight......"

"Uh......" Zhou Mi rubbed his youngest son's head: "Like my mother, she is beating people with strength and exercises." As for the interstellar civilization, it is to beat people with all kinds of equipment that has been invented. Do you understand that? ”

"But we have the equipment too. Isn't my great sword just equipment? ”

Zhou Mi was pleasantly surprised, this little son seems to be not weakly intelligent! - Don't look at this small problem, for children of this age, slow mental development is the norm, and it is not easy to realize the loopholes in their father's words and raise them!

Perhaps, this little baby will grow up to be a commander in the future! Zhou Mixi smiled. In the 40th year of the Elders' House, the guardian clan will be selected as a commander and be responsible for the overall arrangement of the war, tactical planning, and so on.

If you can do this, someone in our old Zhou family is really coming out!

Suddenly, Zhou Mi thought of something, which made another layer of sweat break out on his head, but this time, it was a cold sweat of fright.

"When did the clansmen begin to have such thoughts in their hearts - becoming a commander and not having to fight on the front line is a good thing to glorify the ancestors?! Could it be that the Guardians have gone through endless battles through the ages, and they have begun to grow tired of, and even fear fighting and dying? ”

Zhou Mi thought of the words he heard outside his commander's door again, and his heart ached, this idea of his own was not unfounded!

If, if the Guardian Clan begins to get tired of the war with the Zerg, begins to hate fighting, and fears death, the battle is only forced, and no longer has lofty ideals and noble consciousness......

If we say that the depression of willpower will inevitably lead to a decline in combat effectiveness.

Then, the suspicion of the purpose of the war, the fear of battle and death, will surely lead to the doom of the whole race!

"Daddy, Daddy, why don't you speak?" The youngest son gently shook his hand on the side.

"Secret, is there something wrong?" The wife, seeing Zhou Mi's ugly face, was a little worried.

"Oh, nothing. Something suddenly came to mind, and it doesn't matter. ”

Zhou Mi shook her head, waved those terrible thoughts from her mind, and turned her gaze to her youngest son.

"These are also equipment, but they can only be used to improve combat effectiveness. And the equipment of interstellar civilizations is combat effectiveness in itself. The individual combat effectiveness of each of them is actually very weak. ”

The youngest son seemed to understand, waved his little fist excitedly, and said:

"Haha, Mom said whoever listens hard with his fist. After that, I can make people from interstellar civilizations obedient! Disobedient, hit P shares! ”

"......" Zhou Mi and his wife glanced at each other, and they both smiled.

"But, really, are they all like us? I mean, physiognomy, physique? The wife took the soaked towel, threw it back into the basin, and asked Zhou Mi.

"It's the same, it should be the same. They all speak the same language as us, and compared to other human civilizations they have come into contact with, this one can definitely be regarded as a close relative! ”

"That's so, alas, how can they withstand such a high-intensity battle with such weak bodies......" This young and beautiful wife, although she has a lot of strength, seems to be a kind girl indeed.

Zhou Mi smiled, his wife still couldn't understand the combat methods of interstellar civilizations. No way, in a sense, the guardian race and the interstellar civilization are indeed different civilizations, and the differences and incomprehension of many things are perfectly normal.

However, the wife's words suddenly aroused another thought.

"When I spoke to the leader of the interstellar civilization, did I tell them to be careful of a bug that emits purple light?"

"It was a mess. The battlefield is chaotic, and the mind is chaotic, I seem to have mentioned it. Did you mention it to him? Or did you mention it to Elder Cui? I can't remember......"

"Hopefully, this interstellar civilization won't encounter that kind of bug! That's not a bug, it's a grinding monster! ”

Raising his head, looking at the gradually darkening sky, Zhou Mi took his wife's hand, took his little son by the hand, and walked towards their home.

Not far from this small training ground is a quaint castle, where Zhou Mi is home and one of his protégés. And his sect is not dazzling among the vast starry sects of the entire guardian clan.

The figure of Zhou Mi's family slowly disappeared in the twilight. And the Ji Yun group he was worried about happened to be violently engulfed by the suddenly expanding purple light......