Bai Yueguang Breaks Up Everyday

[Warning, energy is only 3% left. ]

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At this time, she was standing in the command cabin, checking the flight status of the A-18 battleship. Under her were erratic Zerg organs, which could almost form a small hill. Minsi seems to be particularly fond of "sewing", but his technique is obviously very tragic, and the fragmented corpses of the Zerg are sewed into a weird and twisted "doll" by him.

So weak and don't even have the courage to take a look.

This is like a warning left by the Fallen Protoss: Sister, look, this is the fate of disobeying me.

Three minutes ago, the Void Demon fought against the Protoss.

——The self-destructing device has not taken effect.

The Protoss lied to her.

Because of a certain agreement, they deliberately left this warship, so they can easily enter the command cabin if they are weak.

And Minsi left her a mess.

There was too little energy, and it was impossible for her to drive it to the ground safely, and the landing gear in the escape capsule was robbed by the Zerg, and nothing was left.

play ball.

Her green tea essence is about to fall into a meatloaf.

So weak frowned tightly, and suddenly heard a sharp cry.

A figure scrambled and escaped into the cabin.

Oh humiliation.

The heroine is really fate.

There is hardly a living mouth on the battleship.

"Help, help!"

Jiang Xiaona burst into tears. As early as when she pounced on her, she kicked her so weakly that she pulled up her restraint chain with her hand to cover the hickey.

"Fuck, what is it?"

She realized afterwards.

A stumbling figure followed Jiang Xiaona, which seemed to be a sphere, wrapped in a dark red mesh, and the contents struggling desperately.

It grumbled to the weak feet.

Weakly squinted at it.

It seemed to sense a certain danger, stay still, and then wriggle the silk thread, printing out a small and cute slap from inside.

The knuckles are short and chubby, like the palm of a child.

She was so weak and pinched her chin for a while. She once saw this red net in the nest of the queen, but according to the taste of the queen, it basically liked the tall and mighty aliens, so small. A lump is rare. The queen is keen to reproduce, and there are as many offspring as there are stars in the sky. Could this be its offspring?

"Where did you provoke this stuff?"

Picking up Jiang Xiaona so weakly, she was so scared that her face was pale, and her psychological defense was defeated. "I, I don't know, there are so many, so many round balls, this, this is alive!"

Oh, so weak. It seems that the heroine was treated as a newborn's food and put it in the "baby incubator" in the hidden mode. This was a fluke.

So weak has experienced the painful experience of the fantasy race leading the way before, and can't wait to find a new navigation.

This will not be delivered.

The tentacles of the Zerg can fully distinguish the direction, and it may also know the secrets of the battleship, such as how to land safely.

So weak squatted down, amiable, "Little baby, I will let you out, will you show me a way for my sister?"

The palm of the small pal pressed hard, as if he wanted to catch her, so weak that he could clearly see the lines on the palm.

"Aunt."

The other party said gruffly, "You are a bad guy, I will not lead the way."

Aunt?

With a weak smile, he smashed the web onto the ground.

Bang bang bang.

Jiang Xiaona was so scared that she hugged her head and cried, hiding under the control panel.

"now what?"

"...Sister, I know the way." The child's voice was clear and crisp, with the sweetness of toffee, "I will add energy."

very good.

She was able to use her mouthparts for her weak use. In Jiang Xiaona's collapsed sight, she picked up one and tore the net apart.

Along with the red mucus flowing out, a pink dough also rolled out.

It is small, pink, and has soft hairs on its skin, like a little peach that has drunk enough water.

It opened a pair of **** grape-like eyes and looked at her curiously, the first human to see.

It's crawling.

But soon, it learned the skills of "standing", swaying its little feet, swaying towards the weak.

Obviously it's a newborn state and knows nothing, but its learning talent is better than that of evildoers. It opens its forearms to be weak, and grins a row of glutinous rice-like teeth full of attachment, "Mom, hug. "

So weak: "..."

So will the newborn cubs recognize the person they see at the first time as "mother"?

"I'm not your mother." So weak and tired, "I'm an aunt."

"mother."

It hugged her leg, stubborn and stubborn.

The weak looked around, picked up a Zerg high-level uniform from the corner, and put it on.

This newborn has the body of a four or five-year-old boy, with a large uniform that just covers his toes. The two sleeves are so unnaturally long that they are so weak that they have been folded a few times, and then fell off very silky. It dragged its long sleeves, with a distressed expression, full of innocence.

The weak hugged it in his arms and placed it on the control panel, "How about energy supplement?"

I saw it fiddle, the energy rose from 3% to 25%.

It held up its sleeves and smiled sweetly at her.

So weak he touched its head, the fetus hair was thick and soft.

"good."

The battleship rushed out of this ominous planet.

After the flight was stable, Jiang Xiaona crawled out from underneath tremblingly, just to meet the boy's eyes.

Her scalp was numb and she shrank back.

The weaker chooses to anchor on a nearby planet, and after jumping, chooses to land in the open wilderness.

"Boom—"

The folded exit channel slowly opens.

Jiang Xiaona saw the timing and rushed out first.

"Puff."

She fell violently.

There was a thick dark fog outside, and the night was falling, and the sight was unknown.

I was so weak and searched for a long time, but no boots were found. The Zerg's limbs were sharp and didn't need protective armor at all.

So weak barefoot stepped on the ground.

It seemed to be an uninhabited wilderness, with only undulating dark hills at a glance.

But there is no church.

So weak and relieved.

A chubby but cold hand squeezed into her palm.

The weak subconsciously held it back.

Temperature overlap.

The boy grinned his white teeth happily.

The weak used the battleship to send a rescue signal, and received the response from the opponent within ten minutes. The planet she landed on was called "Kachi", a paradise for cat slaves. They sent a legion of orange cats to greet them and actively liaised with the Sifo Empire for handover matters.

The weaker was treated by high-standard foreign guests.

It is the long-loving cat on the head, and the cats of various breeds, short-hair cats, curly cats, tabby cats, cow cats, etc., all day long meowing, which makes her neck sore.

The boy was jealous with the cat and refused to allow them to approach the side of the bed.

Territorial awareness is quite strong.

So weak and sleepy, hug him to comfort him, "Okay, let them sleep with us. The empire will come tomorrow, and we must have enough energy to deal with that group of people."

The boy snorted coldly, puckered his **** to face a group of cats, and at the same time slid into his weak arms.

The imperial diplomats arrived on time the next day.

At the same time, the old principals and teachers of Turing Academy came. Seeing so many familiar faces of teachers, the weak and tense nerves relaxed. Based on her description, they decided to send an army to re-explore the area, especially to confirm whether Slan and Pei Huan were still alive. Whether it was an S-level sentinel or an S-level guide, they were an indispensable and precious resource of the empire.

"This is?"

The old principal was surprised to look at the little boy beside his weak leg.

"Oh, I'm the fuck."

She is too weak to correct people, pigs can be raised, and she is more than enough to raise a sticky bug. For the sake of his earnest lead, it is not impossible for her to report to him.

The little boy retorted, "She is not my mother, my mother is the queen of the Zerg, and my dad is a great white shark."

So weak: "?"

This kid played treason for her, who was going to admit her as a mother before? Not happy now?

Weakly pinched his pink ears, "Child, are you playing with me?"

The child raised his head and said word by word, "Auntie, take good care of you. I will finish kindergarten soon. When you are 40, I will be an adult and can be your legal spouse."

So weak and barely fell.

"What are you talking about?"

Is she like the kind of old cow eating tender grass.

The old principal and the teachers touched their noses and showed subtle condemnation.

So weak and speechless, choked up.

A week later, there was good news from the army. They found Silan and Pei Huan who had been in a coma for many days in the ruins, and were rushed to the freezer compartment. After waking up, their memory field was blank. The doctor's judgment was that the brain was severely impacted, which caused retrograde amnesia and lost short-term memory within a year.

Their fate has been erased from the traces related to the weak.

When she was visiting, the two brothers and sisters were lying in the same ward, and they were a little confused when they saw her.

"You are?"

"Comrades in arms."

The weak put down the bouquet and said with a smile, "I wish you a speedy recovery!"

"Thank you, Miss Ming."

They smiled slightly, a restrained and decent distance from strangers.

After waiting for the weak to leave, Slan was wrapped in a bandage on his forehead. He hesitated for a moment and said to the patient, "Do you have a feeling?"

Pei Huan turned his head, "How does it feel?"

Silan raised his hand and held his neck. The glands under the flesh were faintly hot. "When I see this girl, there is always a pain in my heart being pierced through. Did I like her to death before?" Why look at her understatement Looks like, he has a soreness and swelling in his heart, and his eyes are red involuntarily?

"Impossible, you are a sentinel, so are you, you are the same sex." Pei Huan asked, "Is your sexual orientation a sentinel?"

And he is more like hypnotizing himself, "Me too, I am a guide, even if I want to match, I am also a sentry..."

The fog seemed to have dispersed, the sun fell, the shadows were no longer, and the collapsed order returned to its original trajectory.

Because of such a weak sexual and cold physique, she talked to several boyfriends, none of them persisted for half a year, and the reasons for breaking up were all the same-your body didn't react to me in any way, and you didn't love me at all.

They were so weak and didn't torture them. After talking about it, they happily ate a meal, and gave them a pig accessory.

"Break up ceremony."

The ex-girlfriends are in a mixed mood. This is probably the first time they have encountered this type of ex-girlfriend who can be happy after breaking up.

After the break-up meal was over, the ex-boyfriend went to the counter to pay.

When he turned around again, there was already a slender figure standing next to his ex-girlfriend. The other party was wearing the silver-gray uniform of the Empire’s No. 1 Academy with light green lines on the front. Every fold was just right. He was tall. , With long hands and feet, he was supporting his knees with his hands at this time, and the shoulder straps of his backpack slid loosely to his elbows.

The younger brother smiled so weakly and obediently.

"Did this again? Well, the record is not as good as the last one. He can't kiss, or is it not enough to drive?"

Ex-boyfriend:"……"

Heartbroken brother.

His weakness as a guardian rewarded him with a shudder.

"To shut up."

The young male student grieved and narrowed his mouth.

"Bullying the child again."

So weak swept him from start to finish, "You are not like a child anywhere."

He took this as a compliment, grinning his little white teeth like he did when he was a child, "Of course, I've grown up." He approached her, exasperated, "You can do bad things, auntie."

Then the child was so weak and miserable.

According to his dictation, his mother is the queen of worms and his father is a great white shark. The combination of water and land is also very awesome, but the imperial black tower and the red tower did not detect any of his energy fluctuations, as if they were ordinary. Baby.

As weak as his guardian, he has to be sent for a physical examination every year for blood sampling. He is also very well-behaved and quietly cooperates. The empire's senior officials have been fearful from the beginning to now as stable as an old dog.

Because the child acted peacefully, they also granted him citizenship.

This year, he just turned eighteen years old. With his excellent grades, he was successfully admitted to the first college of the Empire. Unexpectedly, on the first day of the school opening ceremony, his guardian would be broken in love.

It's a universal celebration.

Saying goodbye to the desperate "ex-brother-in-law", the child put one hand in his pocket and shook the small ship flying chip in the other, "Where are you going now? Order you a cake for a single nobleman?"

The weak footsteps stopped.

Due to the child's inertia, the steps could not be kept, and the chest was directly facing her back. He paused and moved closer to her, his chin held her shoulders, and looked forward, "Um... the newly opened pet shop."

"...The thief is cute."

Who doesn't love the pink piggy?

Such a weak maternal love immediately ran away.

A thin palm pressed her waist, very ice. The child Zeng Zhenzhen confessed that half of his genes come from the ocean, and low body temperature is normal. Therefore, his most accustomed action is to insert his pocket anytime and anywhere, either in his own pocket or in a weak pocket. Her hair, clothes, blankets, and quilt have all become his heating tools.

"Why?" She was very dissatisfied.

"Our villa has raised a seventh piglet." He said coolly, "Are you sure you want to turn our sleeping room into a pig nest?"

Why not.

She is weak and wants to reply him domineeringly, but since she retired, she has been an unemployed group. The weaker pursued the principle of increasing income and reducing expenditure. The sanitation of the villa was done by herself, and her waist was almost broken. Later, when the child was on top, she was spared. This is also the reason why the child does not stay in the room, he has to go home to clean up!

The boyfriend whom the guardian looks at are all beautiful and wasteful, and they can't do even the slightest hygiene.

He turned his head too weakly and looked at him pitifully.

He lowered his head, leaned together, and tapped the tip of his nose with her, "It's okay to raise, it's really not good, I can still work as a model part-time. But well—"

He stretched his tone lazily.

"In what capacity do I raise them?"

So weak and cautiously: "Son?"

"..."

He laughed angrily. On the busy street, he pressed her back of the head and hit her forehead violently. The loud noise caused a high rate of turning heads.

The weaker gave in on the spot and yelled softly, "Boyfriend."

The child expressed satisfaction with her knowledge and especially rewarded her with two little pigs, one white and one black, both ugly and touching.

But I was so weak that I added a ten-level filter to my pig, which I think is ugly and cute.

Four years later, the child graduated from university.

On the day of graduation, the tutors of each subject liked a basket of wedding invitations.

Wedding invitations are based on baskets, which are also very hard-core.

The instructor looked at each other, and finally had no choice but to hand out wedding invitations for the students-who made him the smartest facade of the first university in the empire? Everyone has become a habit of petting children.

"Inhale! Hold your chest! Tuck your abdomen!"

The young bridegroom is trying on a wedding dress for her weak. She has been fed more than ten pounds of meat recently, and she can hardly wear the wedding dress customized three months ago.

"Very good, keep it up."

The young bridegroom clenched the ribbon on his back and received a beautiful flower knot, which fell right in the middle of the butterfly bones on both sides of her.

"I actually gained ten pounds..."

So weak thinking about the weight scale in the morning, the whole person is a little trance, it is difficult to accept the cruel truth. Since taking over the three meals of the nine little pigs, the child’s feeding skills have quickly become full, and he is so weak that he has even coaxed him to eat supper for more than a month, which does not include the daily snack feeding. .

"This is not called fat." The culprit looked calm. "This is called sexy, called plump, and healthy."

Then he received such weak angry eyes.

The child teased her, "Isn't that what you said, it's **** if you have meat."

So weak: "I'm talking about pigs!"

Child: "Yes, what's wrong with this? In my eyes, you are also a cute little pig, what's wrong with feeding you more?"

Child: "Or, do you discriminate against pigs? You don't think it deserves to be compared with humans?"

So weak shut up.

The wedding ceremony is scheduled at noon on Friday.

An ancient and magnificent cathedral has welcomed new believers, and the 144-meter giant dome is entwined with white and graceful idols. The stained-glass windows cut the sunlight irregularly, reflecting the magnificent and mundane beautiful patterns.

11:28.

The wedding music rang, and the couple entered the hall.

The flower girl carried a small basket and scattered petals all over.

The bride's embroidered veil styled the floor, and the pearls and crystal diamonds were all exquisite, which aroused the infinite wonder of the guests.

Beside her, the young and upright bridegroom smiled. He was wearing a black tuxedo with his elbows slightly bent, holding his bride into the arena.

Sing, give thanks, read the scriptures, and preach.

After a set of procedures is completed, it is the new couple's turn to confirm each other's vows and exchange rings.

The young flower girl stood on tiptoe, pushed the ring box up, eagerly handing it in front of the weak.

The weak vision paused.

The flower girl widened her black and white eyes, her nose was slightly pink, and her lips were more beautiful like petals.

But her face was not reflected in the little boy's eyes--

It is a distorted, malicious female face.

At that moment, she could hardly restrain the madness in her heart. She stretched out her hands, not the ring.

She pinched the tender neck of the flower girl.

So slender and fragile, it can break with a pinch.

There seemed to be a sound echoing deep in the consciousness: Kill him, you are God, and you will be free forever.

Her fingertips tightened.

And none of the guests present stopped her, they even raised the corners of their mouths secretly, their eyes showing hideous bloodshot eyes.

——She is the "murderer" at this wedding, and the guests are all accomplices.

When the weak realized his role, he immediately shrank his hands and knocked over the ring box in the middle. She couldn't control her hands, so she had to grasp the veil tightly, biting her lips and bleeding.

Cold sweat drenched.

"Yeah." The person behind sighed, "I was discovered by my sister."

Turning his head weakly, staring at his young and unfamiliar face, "...Did you drag me into your dream?"

Minsi's breath was inaudible.

"It's not a dream."

"That's... my memory."

After the dusk of the gods, the glory of the Protoss plummeted, and humans believed in civilization and machinery, and no longer had the piety of the past. The Protoss has lost the source of their faith and is aging day after day. In order to maintain their youth forever, they have made a deal with the most disdainful low-level civilization. And He, the last newborn of the Protoss, is a sacrifice sold by them.

He was sold by his leader to a wealthy and mysterious family, in order to better start, coax him to be a flower girl.

When he presented the ring box with blessings, he was choked by the bride and groom and passed out.

When he woke up again, he was locked in a special golden birdcage. The guests changed their previous politeness, and they discussed with a little excitement how to share the "Protoss".

This wedding became a feast of sharing. The mastermind was the bride and groom, and the guests were all accomplices.

The blessing became a curse.

"It hurts, it hurts."

Mincy's eyes were misty, "Sister, because of them, I will always stay four years old and never grow up. They... shouldn't they die? Such disgusting creatures shouldn't exist."

His original form has long since died, and now he is a fallen product of a gathering of evil thoughts, and his pure white innocence has long been stained with dirt.

So weak I heard two voices, one is the bridegroom and the other is the flower girl. They have different voices, but their tone overlaps with the pause frequency strangely.

Her head hurts like needles.

Minsi bent over with the boy, and the two knuckles held one side of the ring and approached her hand, trying to put it on her.

Looking at him so weak and indifferent.

"Is it fun to lie to me?"

One big and one small, now and in the past, at the same time exuding an expression of pain.

They hugged her together, begged her, even humblely kissed the hem of her wedding dress.

And so weak is not moved by it.

The groom's eyes were red, but the child gave her a weird smile.

They said at the same time--

"Sorry, I just want a wedding. I just want someone to love me."

"Sorry, I just want a funeral. I just want someone to die."

In an instant, the church collapsed, revealing the familiar golden birdcage model.

"Now, you can't escape."

"Now, you are mine."

The clear male voice coincides with the tender childish voice.

They all laughed.

The flower girl took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, which were the keys to the church door and the key to the bird cage.

So weak rushed forward.

The key was transferred to the flower girl's hand.

The groom hugged her waist to prevent her from taking the key, "Sister, stay with me forever, in the dark, don't leave me half a step."

The flower girl crushed the key and slid down her fingers like quicksand.

No trace of it.

They destroyed the weak and only escape route.

They thought she would panic, collapse, and despair.

But it doesn't matter, even if she is crazy, they will still love her.

But she laughed.

"Okay, then be together forever."

She took the initiative to pinch her neck, her eyes harsh.

"--Do not!!!"

She moved quickly, unexpectedly, and their fingertips were too late to touch.

Click.

The sound of cracking.

Divine power is imprisoned at this moment.

Minsi solidified into a statue. He was sluggish, unable to believe that there was a silent body in his arms. Ten minutes ago, they were still discussing the newlywed honeymoon.

"... Sister? Weak? You, don't scare me, I, I won't play anymore, sister, wake up!"

He was at a loss.

Will the Protoss feel sorry for toys?

Minsi tugged at the collar of his chest, lost in confusion.

He wants to cry.

But I can't cry.

Just because he is the only protoss that died at the age of four, his real time is forever frozen on a miserable day. At the moment of death, He hated everything related to the wedding very much, hated bouquets, hated rings, and hated brides even more.

And he knows better--

He will never wait for his wedding when he grows up.

I remembered that I was dead.

I am four years old and you are four years old.

I am four years old and you are fourteen years old.

I am four years old and you are twenty-four years old.

The real me may never grow up to match your age.

"Am I... dead?"

The young protoss hugged her cold body and curled up, seeming to realize the concept of death for the first time.

——He died long ago, and now all that is left is its grieving body, and the blood-stained church has become his body.

He kept deceiving himself that he did not "dead" until her departure, which made him abruptly sensed the "withering emotion", and gradually recalled the last moment of his life.

"So I died, when I was a flower girl at the age of four."

He muttered to himself.

The four-year-old flower girl and Minsi looked at each other, the little dress was gradually soaked with blood, and one after another hideous wounds covered the boy's face, neck, shoulders, arms...

Born to be a god, but died in an unseen deal.

He has never witnessed a long spring.

He also has time to chase the fall of the stars in the future.

He can't wait for anything.

Now it has personally destroyed a beam of sunlight that he likes.

The black mist filled the golden cage of the church again, and the fallen protoss exhausted its last strength to hold the sleeping bride.

The wedding dress was stained with blood.

The cross is rusty.

He never got out of the golden cage again.