Zerg’s Favorite Protagonist

It was late at night, and the moon rose high overhead, casting a cold light in a parlor of cool colors.

Without the warm sunlight, the living room was desolately cold, but the dim yellow wall lamp came on, reminding people that there was not no one here.

King Qing sank into the soft armchair, covered with a thick cloak, and stared sleepily out of the floor-to-ceiling windows and down the hallway leading to the palace.

His consciousness was already quite hazy, but he still refused to fall asleep.

Outside the corridor, barely audible footsteps sounded, King Qing walked quickly to open the door, and he didn't pay any attention to the fact that the cloak fell on the ground on the way.

The silver-white robe was wrapped around the slender waist, like a ghost floating by in the night.

"Why did you come back so late today..." There was a full smile on his face, which made him instantly full of vitality.

However, when he saw the plain face of the right guard appearing at the door, his smile froze on his face.

"Where's Sardin?" King Qing crossed the right guard and looked at the corridor behind him.

The right guard who was a head taller than him bowed down and said respectfully, "On the way back, Mr. Sardin transferred to the Chamber of Commerce and stopped there."

"...Ah, is that so." King Qing murmured, a little dazed.

"Did Sardin ask you to send me a message?"

The tall body of the right guard froze for a moment, but he was still respectful and said, "Sir, he only asked me to come back by myself, and said nothing else."

Qing Wang's thin shoulders completely collapsed, "Is that so..."

Qing Wang walked over to the chair in a very disappointed manner.

"King, let me help you go back to sleep." The right guard was more respectful, and a hint of caution could be heard in his voice.

King Qing sat back in his chair, looked at the high moon outside the window, and asked, "What time is it?"

"Two o'clock in the morning, it's time for you to go to bed," the right guard picked up the cloak from behind and hung it on his arm. He stood respectfully on the side of the chair, looking at the red wine snacks on the small table next to him, and said, "If Sadin If you see it, sir, you will be worried."

During the three days that Sardin fought in the arena, every day the king had to wait until the early hours of midnight, and stayed up until Sardin came back to eat supper before he was willing to go to bed.

Sardin was at the peak of his energy, and he had no problem staying up late in the middle of the night. However, the king's body is already weak, and the winter nights are cold and cold. If this goes on, he is just constantly trumpeting his long lifespan.

"An hour." Qing Wang shrank in his chair and said aggrieved: "I waited for an hour."

Indeed, no one dared to make Wang wait for an hour, the right guard thought.

He put the cloak on Qing Wang again. Unexpectedly, Qing Wang suddenly coughed.

He coughed so badly that with one cough after another, his body seemed like a kite in the wind, ready to fall down at any moment.

The right guard took out a needle from the package he was carrying, pointed it at the slender vein on Qing Wang's wrist, and pierced it. As the medicinal liquid was pushed in, Qing Wang's pale complexion recovered.

The right guard panicked: "Wang, go to sleep, you can't afford it."

King Qing sneered and said, "It's a pity to have a cheap life."

He waved his hand and said, "You go out, I'll stay for a while."

The right guard didn't follow him, he pulled the cloak tightly and said, "If you don't sleep, I won't let go."

King Qing's face was icy and cold, and in the moonlight, there was white porcelain indifference, and he said, "I don't listen to me anymore?"

King Qing's orders are absolutely unequivocal in the black domain.

The last male who disobeyed the Qing King was looted. That male had a strong temperament, and he was not grateful for the sleepover, but instead ran away again and again. Now, he is completely useless and can only lie on the bed of the trick house. Make a ruthless seeding machine for those star thieves.

The right guard slept with King Qing, but he would never do anything to disobey, so for the past two years, he has been able to be by King Qing safely and has always gained his trust.

However, since he knew that King Qing's life was not long, he was a little disobedient.

"Go to sleep." The right guard insisted in a low voice, not daring to look at King Qing.

"Huh?" King Qing glanced at him lightly, and his words were a threat from a superior.

The right guard flinched, but pulled on King Qing's cloak, not letting go.

King Qing glared at him, but the right guard never dared to look at him, so the two of them froze.

Finally, King Qing surrendered: "Okay, I'll go back."

The right guard bent his lower lip a little childishly, as if afraid that King Qing would find out, he quickly fastened his cloak.

King Qing glanced at the red wine snacks on the table, and said, "Tell someone to throw it away."

"Ah?" The right guard asked suspiciously, "Isn't it rewarded?"

Qing Wang is often tired and lazy, and many snacks that are cool and past the best time to eat will be given to the waiter with a big wave.

"Useless things will be thrown away in the future." King Qing said lightly.

Just like his life, he was originally just a useless female. Although the teacher gave him all the money, the teacher was only for the future of the black domain. He is like a mirror, knowing that everyone wants something from him.

When he is not king, so. Even more so when he was king.

Only Sardin, who rescued him from the fire that year, as long as he is safe.

His heart was also warmed up by Sardin.

He is willing to be good to Sardin, and he also wants to give all the good in the world to Sardin.

However, Sardin didn't need what he gave.

He stroked the armrest of the chair, the moist and delicate touch, the hard wood, and said, "It's really cold enough."

Especially tonight, it is very cold.

The right guard quietly pushed him behind his back, urging him to leave quickly.

When people leave, the lights go out, and the living room is completely dark.

The faint moonlight cast in and illuminated the window. It was the chair where Sardin used to sit, standing alone in front of the window, looking into the distance.

Everything, so lonely, so cold.

…

Song Bai's bedroom, in the morning, the first ray of sunlight shone on the bed through the glass, the female worm closed her eyes and lay in the male worm's arms to sleep peacefully.

Song Bai woke up early, but didn't get up. He simply supported his head and looked at Sadin's sleeping face.

Tiny dust, like powder, fluttered up and down in the sun. The sleeping Sardin was as quiet as an angel, without any awkwardness or duplicity.

These days, he couldn't imagine having such a peaceful and peaceful scene at all.

Not only because there is no nightmare, but more importantly, Sardin is by his side.

Alive, intact, lying beside him.

Sadin's brows wrinkled, it seems that because of the interference of the morning light, he did not sleep peacefully.

Song Bai opened his palm and hung it above. The shadow just covered Sadin's eyes. He didn't want to block all the sunlight, because Sadin's sleeping face was really pleasing to the eye.

The palm of his hand is very close to the tip of Sardin's upturned nose, so close that Song Bai can feel the breath that Sardin exhales, hitting the palm of his hand smoothly... Huh?

Song Bai suddenly noticed something was wrong, he felt it again, raised the corners of his lips, touched Sadin's hair, and said, "Wake up and pretend to be asleep?"

Sadin opened his eyes, and his bright black eyes glanced elsewhere uneasily. Get sick."

Song Bai laughed, he grabbed Sardin's shoulders, pulled him into his arms, and said, "Why do I think you're enjoying it?"

Sadin pressed against his warm chest and listened to the low and familiar laughter from behind, turned his face away, and said, "No."

His face was so hot that no one else needed to see it, and Sardin knew that his face must be red as hell.

Last night there was still darkness covering it up, but now the sky is clear and there is nothing to cover it up.

If Song Bai dared to make fun of him again, he would definitely bite him and teach him a lesson. Sardin thought angrily, clutching the sheet in his hand.

Song Bai didn't make fun of him, the air was quiet, Song Bai just kept hugging him like this, and he was a little embarrassed to hug Sardin.

"Hey," Sardin twisted and whispered, "Let go of me"

Song Bai's arm loosened for a moment, and Sadin thought he was finally about to let go, and was about to get up, but Song Bai hooked his waist and pressed him down.

Song Bai leaned against his ear and kissed gently, each kiss being accompanied by a thank you.

Thank you for being by my side, thank you for being intact now, and thank you for being by my side all the time.

At first, Sardin shyly pushed back, and gradually, the expression on his face became more and more dull, and only his eyes revealed a little sadness.

Song Bai was keenly aware that the last kiss fell on Sadin's forehead. This was the tacit understanding they had become accustomed to for half a year. Whenever he made this action, he was comforting Sadin.

Song Bai was thanking him, but didn't say he loved him. The sheets in Sardin's palms were repeatedly crumpled and wrinkled.

"It's alright," he smiled at Song Bai, without a trace of gloom, and said, "It's a little tired to compete with Fang Hua."

"If you don't want to sleep for a while, I'll call you when the time comes." Song Bai said without doubting him.

"Forget it, you don't even know where the door of the ring opens. If you call me, you have to be late." Sadin muttered, sitting up and sorting his clothes.

"The official competition will take place in an hour and a half. It will take 27 minutes to walk from here to the arena," Song Bai said with a smile as he looked at Sardin, "The door opens to the north."

"How about it, why don't you consider my wake-up service?" Song Bai said with a smile.

"...I don't really want to sleep." Sadin's hand paused, and he was shamefully moved.

"I want you to sleep a little longer." Song Bai tilted his head to look at him, the sun fell on his face, handsome and seductive, "Think about it!"

Sardin coughed and said, "No, I've agreed with someone, and I'll be there early."

"Have you been to the ring?" Sardin asked.

"No, but I'm quite familiar with that piece." Song Bai sat up, revealing his sturdy upper body.

"?"

"Fang Hua has a lot of residences. I have walked one by one in the past three days."

Sardin realized that Song Bai was talking about the ore.

"Have you found the ore?"

Song Bai shook his head.

"There are two places left, I'll have to see them later." Song Bai said.

Then he couldn't come to the ring to watch his fight, and Sardin felt a little lost in his heart.

He unconsciously clasped the sheets with his fingernails, trying to calm down, and said, "Maybe it's on him, I'll keep an eye out."

A wet kiss landed on his forehead, Song Bai smiled and said, "If I have time, I will go to the ring."

As soon as Sardin let go, he got up quickly and said, "It's none of my business to come or not."

Song Bai raised his eyebrows and smiled, watching Sardin change his clothes.

Even though Sardin had his back turned to him, he could still feel the burning gaze.

It's not that you haven't slept, why are you nervous! Sardin felt self-loathing.

Ahhhh, but Song Bai is still watching!

Can't you just watch it? His feelings are very sensitive!

Sardin nearly collapsed.

The doorbell rang suddenly, as if the savior was coming from outside the door. Sardin, who had been struggling to change his clothes, put it on in three strokes, and ran to open the door like a whirlwind.

Song Bai thumped the bed and laughed sullenly.

When Sadin came in again, he was complacent and said to Song Bai, "He's here to pick me up!" He was finally able to leave!

"Who is it?" Song Bai asked casually.

"Qing Wang."

Song Bai's eyes instantly sharpened, he leaned on the bed, went to the ground, and walked barefoot in front of Sardin.

"Why don't you wear shoes!" Sadin said anxiously, going to get them.

Song Bai pulled him back, took something from his hand, and put it in Sadin's hand.

"Get in the ring, and if it doesn't feel good, throw it to the ground."

A string of black and pure obsidian bracelets lay quietly in Sardin's palm.

Sadin looked at Obsidian and then at Song Bai, with undisguised shock on his face.

Obsidian, a special product of black domain satellites, is expensive.

There are a lot of these things in the office of the Sardinian military department, but they should not appear in the black domain.

In particular, this higher purity obsidian mother stone.

Song Bai put a kiss on his forehead, as quiet as midnight before the storm, he said, "Be safe."

Sadin looked straight at Song Bai, as if he wanted to imprint his face firmly in his mind.

"Go." Song Bai said.

Sardin clenched the bracelet and nodded slowly.

After Sadin left, Song Bai took out a hard tempered glass cup from the cabinet, and the bottom of the cup was covered with a light layer of black substance.

Song Bai twisted a little pure black powder, which apparently looked the same color as obsidian, and poured it into the cup.

"Teng", the cyan flame rose from the black material and jumped.

But then, the flame became hotter and hotter, turning from blue to red to white, and the heat distorted the air.

There was a loud bang, and the specially hardened cup was blown to pieces. Song Bai, who had been prepared for a long time, hid in the bathroom and closed the door.

After a while, Song Bai opened the door and looked at the lightly burning cyan flames on the glass fragments at his feet. He said calmly, "It's best not to let me use it."

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