Intergalactic Era of Gossip

Andrew said: "Your Highness, it's dangerous outside. The military vehicle has arrived. Go inside and avoid it first."

Naryn was unmoved, his eyes were chasing a certain vigorous figure-Sales was approaching the gold-eater at a very fast speed.

One after another, blasting bugs discovered that they were diving down in an abnormal shape, but they could only splash sparks on him with a negligible starting point. This person seemed to be able to predict it in the first second and avoid the bugs' landing point.

Sean found him, and the worm's tail began to slap the ground irregularly, splashing a pile of dust. Its mouth secretes a special oral fluid, which is usually used to soften the metal to facilitate eating, and it is also lethal when it is against the enemy.

Within a few steps, Sells had rushed to his feet.

The huge worm tail hit, Sells drew sideways, grabbing backhand forcefully and pulling it down.

The huge insect body staggered a few times but didn't fall down, and quickly regained its footing, and then waved several legs and feet furiously and attacked Sells.

Naryn took a step forward, and Andrew hurriedly grabbed him.

"Nothing will happen."

Naryn frowned.

Andre said: "The gold-eating bug that hurt people in the hot spring club was also subdued by the marshal."

Naron: "..." It seems that there is something like that?

But, that time it was Higgin...

Although they are all of the same breed, their combat effectiveness cannot be generalized.

The full body of an adult gold-eating insect weighs half a ton, and with deliberate pressure, it can completely squeeze out a person's lungs and internal injuries.

Sells was not kicked by the worm's foot, nor was he suppressed by the worm's body.

He leaned behind the bug, raised his fist and smashed it, the gold-eater screamed, hurriedly trying to shake the person off.

"boom!"

Cracks slowly appeared on the black carapace, and the pink soft flesh came off suddenly.

The worm's body trembled suddenly, and the movement stopped for a moment.

After a few seconds, he made a sharp chirping sound and rushed forward quickly.

Naryn's expression changed slightly.

I saw that a dagger-like cutter appeared in Sells's hands at some point, amidst the bumps, it stabbed in precisely toward the joints-the sharp blade entered the flesh, and dark brown blood dripped down.

Naryn: "..."

He had heard countless stories about the heroic deeds of Sayles on the battlefield, and he had personally learned about the skills of the **** of war in the army, but he had never clearly realized the terrible fighting power of Sayles at this moment.

——He can get so much sought after, not just because of his looks and luck.

Even...Naren felt that Sells, who accompany him to learn from each other, was really very gentle.

Andre noticed Narren's complicated look and began to say good things about his boss.

"A heavy bug like this is not the Marshal's opponent at all."

Naryn didn't say a word.

Andre said: "His Royal Highness, I have heard that you and the Marshal have played against each other. Do you think that although the Marshal is slightly better, it is not as powerful as others said?"

Naryn did not eat routines, and immediately said, "I don't think so."

"..." Andre continued: "The battlefield and the emperor are two different things. In our case, the discussion is just something that can't even be a pastime. The marshal may have to bother not to hurt others."

Naryn: "..."

Andre continued to earnestly said: "Usually it is self-humiliating to compete with him, but your Highness is not the same."

Naryn: "Where is it different?"

Andre: "The Chelf brothers also challenged the Marshal, and the final result..." He pointed to the battle ahead, "Probably that's it."

Narren: "..." This is really, a bit miserable.

Andre: "Look, the marshal doesn't want to hurt you."

Although the truth of the matter is actually due to the special status of the prince, coupled with the fact that Sells and His Majesty the Emperor have been close friends for many years, he is embarrassed to be cruel to his friend's cousin. But Andrew has used his worst words to try to gain a good impression for his boss.

after all……

That hug completely confirmed some of his bold conjectures during this period of time-his boss who was single for ten thousand years seems to really have a good impression of the grumpy prince in front of him.

There is no sign of this good impression.

It's almost like a tornado.

But this is not a problem.

What puzzled him most was the marshal's criteria for choosing a spouse.

——It's really unpredictable.

Naron asked, "Oh, then I have to thank Sells for saving me a little face?"

Andre: "..." Huh?

Naryn's eyes were cold.

"Listen to you, probably in the eyes of Sells, I can't even talk about opponents."

Andre suddenly had a bad feeling.

"No, it's not like this..."

Naren said lightly: "In that case, when the matter here is over, maybe I should make another request for discussion."

Andrei had an ice cube face, and his eyes were particularly helpless.

"this……"

Naryn sneered.

Of course he would not really do this.

But the prince who regards self-esteem as the prince of life will never show timidity on his face anyway. Even if he really wants to learn from each other, based on his current friendship with Sells, how can he not fall to the same level as the Cherff brothers.

Maybe...Sales will be more "gentle" than last time, and he may not even hurt his wrist.

Naryn glanced at Andelie indifferently, with a deep expression...

——The confidence in my heart.

During the conversation between the two, Sells was already in an overwhelming advantage.

This gold-eater, who looked strong, failed to escape the fate of Xijin in the end, and lost very embarrassed. At the last moment, Sean screamed hard, moved forward frantically, and...rolled neatly.

Sells bent his legs and jumped off the worm's back.

The sound of the insects is absolutely dominating the non-wise insects. After Sean made the sound, all the blasting insects gathered in the same direction.

Naryn's pupils shrank slightly.

In the next second, a net bag soaring into the sky surrounded the black worms and hung them in the air.

The blaster exploded in time, and bursts of fire flashed in the sky in an instant. It was still eye-catching and dazzling in the day, like a splendid large-scale festival fireworks.

Sean Worm's face was dull.

Behind him, the Marshal of Asa approached him with a smile—

Taking a picture of the dead bug, Sells's expression can be called leisurely.

Naryn was curious about the material of the net bag: "What is it made of?"

Andre explained: "The body fluids of the slime gourd."

Naren: "...what bug?"

Andre said: "The insect star species is a bit like the caterpillar of the white flower. The body fluid will condense into a strange substance, which is not afraid of fire, and is extremely tough. It is the most effective against blasting insects."

body fluid?

Narren: "Slobber?"

Andrew's face sank: "No."

Naryn stepped back, frowning and staring at the net bag in front of him, as if it were some terrible dirty thing.

This turmoil, which started with the arachnid insects, the gold-eating insects as the mainstay, and the blast insects as an important firepower, finally died down.

The Zergs brought by Langa did not run too far and were taken into custody by the soldiers guarding the entrance and exit of Cher Street. Without the command of the worms, they were like a disc of scattered sand.

The soldier who released the net bag did not dare to relax, for fear that there would still be unexploded bugs. Part of the soldiers set out to clean up the scene, while the other part surrounded the gold-eating insects.

Seeing that the matter had calmed down, Naryn wandered to Sells and found that the other party was unharmed except for a little bit of worm blood and dust on his body. I couldn't help making a comparison in my heart. If it was him, he would be able to control the situation with a certain degree of certainty.

As soon as Sayles finished the battle, he saw a certain prince who had approached him, and his expression seemed to be calculating.

He said: "Hands hurt."

Naryn immediately stopped thinking and looked at him suspiciously.

Sayles said: "The shell is too hard and the hands are red."

He stretched out his right hand with nothing, and took the initiative to place it on the palm of the prince's hand.

The prince squinted his eyes for a while to no avail: "Where?"

Sayles casually said: "Here."

Naryn held his hands and looked at it carefully.

"Nothing at all."

Andre turned his face away, he was very sure that the prince had not read it wrong, there was no sign of redness on his boss' hands, and there was no sign of pain on his face.

Maybe in the days to come, as the accompanying adjutant, he can no longer be like before.

——Sometimes, he should be farther away.

Sells insisted that his hand was injured, so Naron had to be patient and checked it again and again.

"It may be a hidden wound that is invisible to the naked eye." In the end, he can only come to this conclusion, "If it really hurts, I'll take you to the hospital."

Sells lowered his head slightly and asked softly: "Are you worried about me?",

Naryn: "..." Isn't it you crying for pain?

Sells: "It's not easy to deal with a hard-shelled bug like this."

Naryn was speechless.

Did you know that a few seconds ago your adjutant still stated your great achievements in front of me, emphasizing that bugs are nothing?

Without getting the desired response, the Marshal sighed in frustration: "I assume you are worried about me."

Naryn did not refute.

At some critical moments just now, he was really nervous, and even wanted to rush over to help Sells a few times.

There is nothing wrong with this, Naron thought.

I don't know when, there has been a subtle change between him and Sells. Although they don't want to admit it, they are no longer the original tit-for-tat relationship.

And the Sells in his impression has changed from a hypocritical and stern guy to more concrete and clear-cut. From the perspective of Donny Val, he is still a nasty taster who loves selfies, is keen on text harassment, and likes to give strange gifts.

Narendra Charvey has also reconciled with Sells.

He can sit comfortably in the opponent's co-driver's seat and adjust the speed at will. Occasionally, the two of them will have dinner together, and the atmosphere is also relaxing, so that they will not be overwhelmed.

Sells also wore the watch he gave him on his hand, and he was also wearing Sells’s protective clothing...

Even in the morning, Sells testified for him and cleared the suspicion.

If anything else, "He and Sells are not at odds", even Naren himself feels untenable.

Although all the truth is understood, a certain awkward prince is still unable to let go of what happened on the dinner day.

He thought for a while and said, "This is not a question of worrying or not."

Sells' eyes flashed, looking expectant.

"I have confidence in you." Naren said lightly: "After all, I am not even your opponent."

Sells looked at him suspiciously.

Insider Andrei held his breath nervously: "..."

Come, let's learn.

Naren really said: "If you can't even handle a bug, then I, as your subordinate, would be even more ashamed?"

But the tone was not as sharp as Andre expected.

Sells: "..."

He didn't expect this kind of response, but he didn't seem to be surprised either...

"I thought you would at least say a few words of condolences."

Naryn laughed: "Compared to you, it seems he is the one who needs condolences?"

He pointed to the scarred gold eater.

"Looks really embarrassed."

Injured body, coupled with the situation of defeat, always make people emotionally sensitive and soul fragile.

Naren's careless words completely angered Sean. He shook his legs and hid the gems under the worm's belly, and then his body sank-a huge weight hit the ground, and he collapsed on the ground in a similar manner to shame.

Naryn: "..."

Deli Adjutant Andre was silent for a moment, and took the initiative: "It's okay, I will contact the Urban Construction Institute to transfer a crane."

The adjutant who finally found a valid reason to run off, his back was very firm when he left.

However, his accomplishment was useless, because Naron quickly remembered his friend Levitra who had come with him.

He estimated that the outside affairs could come to an end, so he walked into the room and found that Levitra was trying to scratch his back.

Naron asked: "What's the matter?"

"It's weird." Lei Da said, "I seem to be allergic to this place, and my back is always itchy."

"Perhaps you should take good care of yourself." Naron looked around and made suggestions: "How long have you not taken a shower?"

Levitra: "..."