"That's right," Qing Changye pressed his fingers against the other party's neck. He gasped, but his black eyes were lit up in shock: "Even if I cry, don't stop. I cry, you do yours. When you do it, I will be obedient."

The fingers of dyed red nail polish touched the screen, and Natasha passed a red wax candy from the table. She imitated A and took it in her mouth and took it. The strange sweetness made her spit. Natasha looked at A who was working hard: "I said, are you sure Xiaoye will know these?"

"Yes." A's finger was almost as fast as the afterimage. He always lacked concern for the behavior of the people around him when he worked, and the quirk of genius. Natasha asked again, a confirmed the last code, and he turned around and said, "He never forgets everything, and has always been very careful. He can't forget such important information. Growth-type phantom beasts have a period of adaptation 24 hours after adulthood. If the phantom beasts exercise too much or their emotions fluctuate too much in the previous 24 hours, they will be in the next round.

He became very weak during a period of time, so the owners who raised the growth phantom beasts would usually let them rest on the first day of adulthood. His phantom beast had previously crossed the entire city to find him and cut off the entire Wimbledon's energy source. No matter how powerful it is, it would not be unaffected. He should find a way to consume the phantom beast's emotions and physical strength," a glanced at the time: "There are still 93 minutes left before 24 hours, and it only takes 65 minutes to drive the fastest aircraft to where he is -"

Natasha frowned: "I can't drive a plane."

a: "I made up an autonomous driving, otherwise what do you think I was doing just now? If you have time, just take the driver's license test, although I remember that my son also seems to be driving without a license."

"I understand, my nagging mom." Natasha responded: "After that being said, what method do you think Xiaoye will use to consume the mental and physical strength of the phantom beast?"

They looked at each other and thought of the same point, a first to break the silence: "...move?"

The blood-red contract spread on the white snow-like skin. Qing Changye stretched forward with one hand, and his arm escaped posture made the phantom beast behind him half-tempered and half-forced to hold his fingers. It seemed that only by keeping Qing Changye's entirety in his reach could the phantom beast feel at ease. Qing Changye looked at their tangled hands, and was obviously adult, but the phantom beast's palm was already larger than him. The blood-red marks brought by the contract spread to his wrists, as if they were shackles that kept him firmly imprisoned him. The blood-red marks had a very special place. Although it could make the two parties feel the other's position, they had to be within a certain distance. Carrie once said that if the two parties were separated by a galaxy, the impact of the blood-line contract could be almost negligible. In other words, as long as they could leave during the weak adaptation period of the phantom beast, he would have a long time to untie the contract that the other party imposed on him.

The sound of the wall breaking a room of ambiguity. Qing Changye looked sideways, and a silver-gray aircraft stayed a few meters away from him. Her thin long legs stretched out from above. The woman's champagne-colored skirt just covered half of her thighs. Natasha held the charge and gun in her hand. She saw Qing Changye rolling with the phantom beast and whistled encouragement.

"The beautiful scenery on earth."

The body of the phantom beast became more and more stiff. Logically, he could not be indifferent to Natasha's arrival. Qing Changye forced him away. Sure enough, the phantom beast's adaptation period came and he did not move. Seeing that Natasha pointed his muzzle at the phantom beast that could not move, Qing Changye picked up his clothes from the sofa and put them on: "Don't kill him."

"You can still stand up." Natasha glanced at his trembling fingers, and then she realized that Qing Changye did not actually show calmness: "Are you sure you won't kill him, Xiaoye? There is only one chance like this. He is an sss-level fantasy beast. No one has ever encountered such a level of fantasy beast. The ss-level division value should only exist in theory. If you don't kill him this time, you will never be able to kill him in the future."

"Aye..." The phantom beast suddenly spoke at this moment, his tone was a little hoarse, and it was obvious that it was very difficult for him to speak: "Don't... go."

Qing Changye made a gesture to Natasha that she was going out first, and walked back to the side of the Phantom Beast. The charming physique made Qing Changye still remain awake at this time. If a normal person experienced everything just now, he would have to take half of his life even if he didn't die, but he was different. He just felt tired. The Phantom Beast saw the black-haired and dark-eyed young man squatting down, and gently lifted his jaw with his fingers: "I said we were not suitable, why should we keep pestering me?"

Because I can't let go.

This man is like day and night to him, and he becomes the source of his pain and happiness. Everything about the long night is like a flower rooted in the heart, and the thorns are full of holes. The flowers that only bloom once occasionally bear fruit and fruit when they smell the fragrance, and nothing remains except for being in trouble.

"Will you kill someone?"

The phantom beast did not speak, but his eyes dimmed. Qing Changye saw his reaction and continued: "You will not steal time for me, nor will you hurt others. When we are together, we will only drag each other down."

He stood up, and the phantom beast grabbed his ankle at this moment, his voice was as breathless as a spring, but his persistence was heartbreaking: "Don't..."

Natasha, who was standing in the distance, raised her gun to him, she was advising her not to be soft-hearted, and the persistence of the phantom beast made Natasha feel uneasy. Qing Changye lowered his eyes: "I forgot that you are still a child. You will live a good life now in ordinary families, and you don't need to get together with me." His eyes flashed over the phantom beast's wings: "The higher the power, the longer the path you have to walk, and you will meet someone as good as you, and it is more cost-effective to forget me."

"Aye! Don't-" A hint of panic flashed through the caramel-colored eyes of the phantom beast. He knew that he had reached his limit. If he didn't catch the other party now, this might be their last meeting: "Please...!"

Don't leave.

Qing Changye broke away from his hand and walked out of the fantasy beast without looking back. The fantasy beast left in the same place opened his eyes wide. He saw the blonde woman giving Qing Changye a hug. She pulled him onto the starship, looking so intimate. The fantasy beast's fingers were thrown away by Qing Changye and there was no extra effort to move. The black wings hung down due to exhaustion of power, and his feathers fell off one by one. He could feel that life was gradually passing. During the adaptation period, excessive movement and emotions would damage the life of the fantasy beast.

"Don't leave me..."

His voice was low and faint, like a prayer that could not be obtained, and eventually scattered in the wind.

A's driverless program was very convenient. On the way across the stars, Qingchangye slept with her sleep. Natasha was bored by his side, but she was tactfully making no sound. When they returned to A's starship, the latter was sitting and eating beer and popcorn. It was rare that A was not programmed, and although she still had geeky tastes, he looked at A.

"You left yourself a hidden danger, but it made you feel very human," a said, "It deserves encouragement."

Qing Changye responded.

"You definitely want to destroy the contract, but no one in history has removed the Blood Pattern Curse. If you really want to do it, try going to the Vatican planet in March. The witch will assassinate the Pope around March. His traces are as ghostly as if it were ghostly. It will be difficult to find it again after this time. If anyone in the world can untie the Blood Pattern, it may only be him."

"Witch," I have always heard the name of this big star pirate recently, and Qing Changye hesitated slightly: "Will he help?"

"The possibility is probably a little more than the slits of the nails. He is not rich, moody, and bloodthirsty. Maybe if you ask him to scrape a thousand swords, he will agree to help you solve the curse."

A's cold joke made Natasha snorted: "Not that serious," she recalled: "I've seen him once, it's a, well," Natasha threw a charming look at Qing Changye: "A super beautiful beauty with long legs, thin waist and white skin."

"Wait," Qing Changye paused: "Is the witch a man?"

"Yes. But he is really good-looking. That time the federal government sent people to negotiate with him. The cardinal and the little secretary were looking at him. He was as dazzling as the sun. But he finally dug out the eyes of those people, and the heads were hung on the federal starship at night, and the negotiations were completely broken."

"..." Qing Changye was silent for a moment, and he withdrew his gaze: "I'll take a break first, and then I'll talk about it."

DNA verification took almost no time. The alloy door was pulled open to both sides. After returning to his room, Qing Changye fell on the bed with fatigue. He slowly pulled his pants down. Through the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the room, he saw the red and swollen part of his body. Unexpectedly, the guy who looked like an angel had such great strength, and he looked so owed. He was tossed and turned around. The child's last plea lingered in his mind. Such a powerful creature was willing to abandon all his dignity because he was willing to abandon all his dignity. This time he rejected him. What would the other party become next time he saw him was elusive. Thinking of the caramel-colored eyes that were about to cry, the mirror and the invincible self, Qing Changye tickled. He really didn't like such an uncontrollable situation.
Chapter completed!