The Jero Galaxy is a regular inverted triangle. If you want to enter Verdun, you must rely on the Jero's main channel. At the beginning of last month, the main route of the Jero Galaxy was cut off due to war. Some traders chose to detour into Verdun from the rear. However, this would not only consume a lot of fuel, but also likely to encounter wormholes and unknown risks on the way, and even encounter Zergs. Another trader simply abandoned Jero, known as the Golden Triangle, and went directly to sell the goods in his hands. The arms supply was cut off, and the transaction between Anya and Tyran did not go smoothly. Tyran told Anya that her channel did not deliver the goods to her as promised. The girl apologized to ask him to wait for a few more days, or simply go to other arms dealers to buy the resources they needed.

"Three days," Anya looked at her: "Is that OK?"

"In three days, they may not be able to come from Cairo, but I will urge them." Tiran at the other end of the video breathed a sigh of relief. She really didn't want to offend Anya, but the things on hand were really unchanged. Three days should be enough for the batch of goods to come, even if not enough, it would be enough. She looked around: "Is that one of your family here?"

"..." Anya glanced at her faintly.

"Ask casually, don't be so serious." Having said that, Tyran's little face still showed a look of disappointment. You should know that such charming beauties are rare, and for some reason, she felt that the young man had a very attractive trait, probably that special temperament attracted Anya: "After that being said, you are very anxious to ask for goods this time. Didn't it matter before?"

“I don’t like this place very much.”

"I don't like this place so I want to get something to leave quickly?" Tilland frowned: "Hey, hey, what a joke, you've come to Verdun thousands or hundreds of times? Is it sad to suddenly dislike it?"

"There are more bugs."

"...This is indeed. Do you know, some people say that the Federation can no longer protect citizens. Sooner or later, our home will be flattened by insects, and then they will live in our mansion and sleep with our girls while drinking our wine."

"You are a girl yourself."

"I'm not the kind of girl waiting for someone to protect. If the Federation could protect me, how could I know how to oil the six rifled guns at the age of twelve?" Tilan smiled: "What I'm not talking about is groundless. Spring is the breeding period of insects, and they will develop in this season. Recently, there are many beautiful prostitutes in the lower city. The girl disappeared for no reason. When she was found, each of them was broken. The little monsters she was pregnant were gone. The irony is that they all have a time converter around them. The time on them has at least 200 years. The bugs still know how to prostitute. It's really funny, right?"

Anya was indifferent: "What do you want to say?"

"Look at your...brother," the title made Tilland pause, and she also felt that Anya's evil taste was a bit perverted: "Believe me, most people like his type, and beasts are no exception."

The huge Alfonso stayed on the bank of Verdun River. It was the spring when the cherry tree transplanted from the east had just revealed its flowers, and its pink and white petals hung heavily on the branches. The flowers were blooming too much, as if they would fall down with the water if they were not careful. The miraculous starship stayed in the cherry blossom forest, and the tallest cherry blossom tree could not reach one-third of it. The young man who woke up at the innermost part of the starship in the maze was gradually opening his dark eyes. Anya pushed the door and saw the other person's sleepy eyes. When Qing Changye casually called out his brother, his heart seemed to be something

After scratching for a moment, he suddenly became so light that it was about to melt away. Anya's eyes subconsciously pointed the heavy shackles on the other party's limbs. He couldn't say that this was a virtuous cycle or a vicious cycle. The more Qing Changye showed his soft side in front of him, the more he liked this person, the more he wanted to lock the other party tightly. He knew that there were many other things in love besides possessiveness. He should give in and try to understand the other party, but he couldn't do it. Qing Changye had used up all his sense of security and trust. Even girls like Tyran would sneer at regression.

"Is Qingqing hungry?"

"Hungry," the young man stretched out his arms. He was taught to be very obedient by Anya. He did this kind of spoiled action without any shame. His fair and slender forearms were hooked around Anya's neck. The latter patted his back: "Take you to eat?"

The young man seemed to be muttering something, and when he approached Anya, he heard him say he didn't want to eat big sausages. A burning sensation surged throughout the man's limbs and bones. He suppressed his impulse and asked in a warm voice: "Why?"

"It's so easy to hold on, it will swell to death."

"..." Anya took a deep breath and finally couldn't help kissing him: "Qingqing is good, you can't be picky about food."

Of course he would take Qing Changye well. He would not need Tyran to remind him that he would keep him away from insects. He vaguely felt that Qing Changye was very tempting to these inexplicable monsters, just like the mermaid who died in the Vatican...

"What is this?" Anya picked up the necklace in the box expressionlessly. Judging from the simple design and shape, these things are undoubtedly men's. The girl opposite was smiling, but she was frightened: "Most luxury goods from the alien system are part of the body of the phantom beast. They have antioxidant and prevent virus infection. You are now holding a bone of a fish-shaped phantom beast. The young masters in the imperial capital have liked to wear these things recently."

"You don't sell arms and start selling jewelry?" Anya curled her lips sinisterly: "Why do I dig your eyes? It's more convincing for the blind girl to sell these silly things."

Tyran tried to arouse Anya's interest: "I made some money by the way. These are very profitable. There are many bounty hunters who are not afraid of death who go to the forest to hunt phantom beasts--"

"Three days have arrived." Anya looked at the electronic clock on the wall: "It's better to dig it."

"...Jewelry suppliers and arms suppliers are taking two paths! If you can't get through federal security checks, wait for another six hours, up to six hours! I promise to deliver the goods to you!"

"It would be better to say no, I'm just use this to please me," Anya lazily withdrew her hand: "Do I look like someone who is willing to make things difficult for the little girl?"

“…”

You're the fuck! Big bastard!

"What is this?" Anya suddenly looked at the red color in the shining phantom beast parts. To be fair, the things Tyran brought contained extremely powerful vitality. The fish bone he just took just now was at least from the B-level phantom beast. I guess the little girl was really sad. Thyran's slender jade hand took out the object Anya said: "I remember it was the neck hair of the vine bird."

"How is the bird's hair?" Anya took the water-red thin piece, and he placed it under the light to check: "It's obviously like a scale."

"The neck hair of the vine bird is very hard, and it looks like the scales of a pangolin. The vine bird is nicknamed the immortal bird. Except for the neck, it will not die if it attacks any part of the body of the vine bird. This is their only fatal point, so the feathers evolved to be particularly hard. Look, there are branches-like cracks on it, and the feathers on the vine bird have such cracks." Seeing Anya interested, Tilan hurriedly explained. She did not consider fish at all. The largest fish-type fantasy beast existing is only the size of a human palm. There will be no such large scales in the world: "I collected this from a group of bounty hunters. We have worked with you many times, and they also said that this is the feather of the immortal bird."

"How to use this?"

There was no thread chain, no piercing ring, what Tiran gave him... For the time being, it was just a feather, only a feather. The sea of ​​stars in Jero is full of fraud and betrayal. There was an unwritten rule in doing business in Verdun. Both parties had to drink real potion before going to the negotiation table. The potion he gave to Tiran was adjusted by him, and Tiran could only tell the truth. This thing probably had nothing to do with the scales of the mermaids. In the underground pool of the Thurs house, when he saw the red mermaids in the middle of the tail for the first time, Anya felt that the young man surrounded by the fish tail was particularly contrasting with the red that seemed to burn life. Unfortunately, he could not pull one from the fish tail, and his possessiveness made him unable to bear the appearance of the mermaids on Qing Changye.

"There is a curse on it. After dipping it in water, it will stick it on yourself. But it will be a little troublesome to remove it in the future." Tiran smiled, and she finally relieved the guilt in her heart: "I also think this is very suitable for him."

The black eyes opened slightly, and the young man narrowed his eyes. The dazzling sunlight made him turn over. After staying in the crib for a while, Qing Changye supported himself from the soft down pillow. He looked at the cherry blossoms outside the window as usual. Alfonso was too tall, and sitting by the window sill could only see the pink treetop, like a full umbrella. His and Anya's bed were right by the window, but each other never worried that he would run away from the window, one because of the chains, and the other because he had no sense of escape. Anya was not there, but someone had done the quilt for him. Before going to bed, he deliberately threw the silk quilt worth a thousand gold to one side. It was only possible that Anya had come. The water-red thin slices placed on the bedside table attracted his attention. What did his brother put here?

It was small, but extremely beautiful, with the thin sheets shining brightly in the sun, and the cherry blossoms that bloomed brightly outside the window seemed to be half as bright as it. Anya often brought him things he had never seen before, such as cameras, books, and a kind of glass that could display the picture. He guessed that the red thin sheet was probably a new gift. Anyway, sooner or later, Anya would let him touch it, and Qing Changye simply raised his wrist and touched the thin sheet.

The pain caused by the growth of muscles and bones made him almost scream. He could see his wrists twisting, and brand new bones and tendons veins ran around inside. It was very painful. It was more painful than Anya's punishment on him. But even if he was almost dead, he didn't throw it away. A large number of pictures came in, and the cherry blossoms outside the window were shaking in the wind. The powers he found again made Qing Changye feel clearly every wisp of thin wind migrating through the branches. Thousands of time rushed through his mind, and dawn and darkness slowly spread in front of his eyes: the scales given to him before the Siren died could eliminate all the negative effects, and the scales connected to the life eye were the heart of the mermaid. Anger and hatred made the light in the witch's eyes extinguish one by one, and he fed him a potion to eliminate memory. The fire was soaring into the sky, and the ruined Catholic surging in the young man's dark blue pupils...

Qing Changye clenched the scales. His memory returned little by little, and his broken limbs were also reshaped in the supernatural powers left to him by Siren.

[I know that ideas and practice are different, but I can't go to the paradise where you are.]

[Why am I going to heaven?] It was his own voice. Qing Changye was slightly stunned.

[Because you saved me.] He couldn't see the person who spoke clearly, but his voice sounded nice, like a clear and quiet spring: [Hmm? Don't you think that the angel coming to my bed is the best redemption for me? I like the angel with dark eyes the most, and the screams are so hot...]

[We haven't been to bed.]

The other party was shameless and smiled: [I'm just talking about my dream.]

He had a good memory. This sudden conversation was not something that happened recently. Another speaker's voice sounded nice, but very strange. This could only be his past memory. Qing Changye tried to grab more sporadic clips, but could never remember anything again. Even if his limbs were restored, the alloy anklet that locked him on the bed was still indestructible. Qing Changye looked around and the crystal hairpin that was thrown not far away brightened his eyes. He thought about why the hairpin appeared here. He felt a little complicated. Natasha had spent ten days teaching him how to unlock the lock. As long as it was not a particularly complicated lock, he could unlock it. Finally, he could reach the hairpin on the ground. Qing Changye quickly stretched it to the anklet. After the lock was opened, he quickly searched the room and confirmed that there was nothing valuable. Qing Changye was about to leave. The LCD screen placed on the entrance barrier made his eyes dark.

The screen shows a photo. The woman in the photo is wearing a complex white dress. The layered lace covers her flat chest, and her long dark hair winds around her like ink. Her exposed shoulders are white and slender. Her limbs are locked by heavy iron chains. Her deep black eyes on her white cheeks are as dark as a pool. She is looking at the camera and saying something. From her mouth shape, she is calling her brother. Such a beautiful and elegant woman is naturally adorable. The chains and obviously defective limbs show more taboo beauty. Anya's pervert...

He didn't know that when Anya's second personality came out, he not only coaxed him to wear women's clothes, but also took photos of him. Qing Changye reached out and wanted to press the delete, but suddenly there was a knock on the door outside. Through the cat's eyes, Qing Changye saw Thiran in a dress. The people he had seen when he lost his memory were also impressed. This was Anya's partner. Qing Changye opened the door after thinking for a moment. Seeing him standing by the door, Thiran was stunned and reacted and immediately reached out to the young man. Qing Changye turned his head to avoid her attack. He noticed that the other party saw the

The face changed when the scales were in the process. It is very likely that the scales were brought by Tyran. The scales finally came to Natasha. The possibility that A and Natasha would bribe Tyran and let her bring things in, but Tyran attacked him, not like they were standing on his side. The Yero people were used to drinking real potion when negotiating. If Tyran was really his accomplice Anya, it would be impossible for him to find out the abnormality. Then in the most likely situation, Tyran unknowingly got into A's trap, and she provided him with help without consciously. Qing Changye smiled slightly.

"Miss Tiran, you betray Anya."

The girl frowned.

"This is the scale of a mermaid. Holding it can resist all negative effects. You have taken the scale from my companion and brought it to me. You are also my accomplice now."

"Little brother," Thiran sneered, she looked very small: "Do you think I'll be fooled by you?"

"It's not whether you will fall in love with me, but whether Anya will fall in love with me." Qing Changye took a slow step back, and he stopped posing in an aggressive position: "You sent the scales in for me, and you told lies in front of him."

"That's because I don't know what this is."

"He is very suspicious. You must have explained to him what this is, but you just said it wrong." Qing Changye repeated as if he was talking about a tongue twister: "It is also because he is very suspicious that he will feel that you have used a potion to resist vomiting. I have a way to make him never believe you again."

For the first time, Tyran did not observe this young man from the perspective of appreciating beauty. He acted very calm from beginning to end. Such a person would not do things that were unsure of. He felt very strong at first glance. Unexpectedly, Anya liked this kind of guy, and the desire to control was exploding together. Tyran exhaled: "What do you want me to do?"

"Where is Anya?"

"He went to the dock and he said there was something in the room. Although he was not willing to let me see you alone, he asked me to give it to him in order to hurry." Thiran shook his hair and raised his cherry lips at him: "It will take at least half an hour for him to come back from the dock, and it is still time to run."

"It's too short." He only knew that Natasha and A knew about his general situation, but they didn't know how to contact them. They were caught when they ran out. Thiran looked at what you were going to do, and Qing Changye smiled at her: "Please break my right hand, and I can do it myself with my left hand and feet."

The girl raised her eyebrows in surprise: "What?"

Have such a good opportunity not to escape?

"I will not say anything to Anya when I help me break my hand. Please don't tell him about me."

Qing Changye deepened the curve of the corners of his lips. He smiled as beautiful as last time, but Tyran lost all the interest in appreciation. She looked at the black-haired and black-eyed young man in front of him like a monster. Until the other party kept a smile and twisted his left wrist.

"Qingqing?"

When Anya came back, she turned on the lights in the room and saw that Qing Changye was still curled up on the bed, and the chains of her hands and feet were still the same as before. Anya felt relieved and walked quickly towards Qing Changye. The latter heard his voice and supported her body. As soon as she woke up, Qing Changye's voice was rarely soft: "Brother, where have you been?"

“Troubled some things.”

"Well," Qing Changye looked around, and his eyes finally fell on the water-red scales that had never been seen on the bedside table: "What is this?"

"For you," the water-red scales looked like a beautiful blooming flower. Anya put it in her hand, approaching the green night so that he could see it more clearly: "Do you like it?"

"I like it," the young man smiled faintly, and he looked like a weak lamb who was ignorant of the world. Anya hugged him and slapped the young man's elastic buttocks. Qing Changye took off the darkness in his eyes and said softly: "I like everything my brother gave it to me, and I like it the most... brother."

One day I will definitely fuck you to death, perverted brother.
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