Interstellar Empire, Your Highness, please don’t get sick.

"Ayou, calm down, calm down..."

He Yexuan didn't understand what happened at all, and tried to stabilize Guan You's emotions.

They were cousins ​​after all, so he thought he should be able to handle it.

Unexpectedly, Guan You didn't even look at him. He walked straight over and waved his hand. He Yexuan was blown away by a strong wind and landed on the thick quilt.

"Don't touch Yan Zhao!" He Yexuan yelled anxiously, and then he saw Guan You holding Yan Zhao up and picking him up.

"Huh?" He Yexuan sat on the floor, completely unable to understand the scene in front of him.

Guan You hugged Yan Zhao tightly, passed his hands through his back, and held him in his arms.

Although Yan Zhao tried to struggle, compared with Guan You's strength, he was like a mantis trying to fight a chariot.

Before He Yexuan could get up to grab someone, Guan You stepped out and disappeared under the eyes of Song Tingxi and Lu Yunqi.

Yu Xi, who had just gotten off the off-road vehicle, didn't even see clearly who was coming, and asked in confusion: "Just now, something seemed to flash in... and then out..."

Song Tingxi and Lu Yunqi looked at each other and saw the same thoughts in each other's expressions.

"We must stop Ayou first." Song Tingxi said solemnly.

Lu Yunqi put the silver spear behind his back and said angrily: "He captured our manufacturer, damn it!"

Both of them abandoned their teammates and disappeared in the jungle.

Yan Zhao could only feel the strong wind blowing against his body. Guan You was moving so fast that his exposed hands hurt from the wind.

Under Guan You's force, Yan Zhao could only see his chest. He didn't know how far he had walked. After a while, the surrounding air became cold and damp.

Yan Zhao blinked, tried to raise his head, and saw Guan You's fine chin.

"Um, are we in a cave?"

"Yes." Guan You answered with difficulty, with a painful expression on his face, and slowly put Yan Zhao into a small nest made of withered grass.

Yan Zhao knew that he was in a frenzy and did not dare to run away. He sat in the hay with his hands and knees and asked cautiously: "What are your intentions in bringing me here?"

Guan You covered his forehead with one hand and sat beside him, looking at him with his right eye, red agitation surging in his eyes.

"Your blood..." He struggled to spit out a few words.

Yan Zhao weighed the strength gap between himself and him, closed his eyes and stretched out his left hand, saying in a trembling voice: "If you have to bite, just... just bite your hand. As long as it's blood, it's the same."

He was afraid that if Guan You bit his neck again this time, he would lose control of his strength and bite himself to death.

Guan You looked down at the back of his hand.

He never knew that a hand would attract him like this. There were faint veins on Yan Zhao's hands, hidden under the pink skin. The phalanges under the fingers were slightly raised, forming small depressions between the skin, which actually gave Guan You the urge to lick them.

Yan Zhao noticed the expression on Guan You's face as he looked at the back of his hand, and was startled, his fingers shrinking uncontrollably.

Guan You was like a hunter who saw his prey escaping, and reflexively pounced to catch it.

Fighting for the last bit of sanity, he glanced at Yan Zhao longingly and whispered, "I will make it up to you."

The tips of the tiger teeth pierced the skin on the back of the hand, and the sweet blood flowed into the stomach drop by drop, and the specially mutated blood vessels were slightly calmed down.

The burning stinging sensation made Yan Zhao bite his lip, followed by overwhelming sleepiness. He remembered that it was the same last time. After being bitten by Guan You, he would fall asleep for a while.

Then he couldn't remember anything anymore, couldn't think, and just fell asleep...

"...let go...my..."

I don't know how long it took, but vague voices came into my ears. Yan Zhao's fingers moved, making a slight sound on the withered grass.

Lu Yunqi immediately walked over to this side: "You're awake!"

A bonfire burned at the entrance of the cave, forming a bright source of light. There was a shadow in front of Yan Zhao. It was Guan You blocking it, preventing Lu Yunqi from getting close to him.

"What's wrong?" Something was wrong with the situation in front of him, and Yan Zhao's eyes swept across the narrow cave.

Song Tingxi stood by the bonfire at the entrance of the cave, his face unhappy. Lu Yunqi pointed the tip of his spear at Guan You and said coldly: "Even if you are the next emperor, you have no right to kidnap others."

Guan You's voice was as cold as ever: "I didn't kidnap him. He is now weak and not suitable for traveling long distances with you."

Listening to his voice, it seemed that he was not as restless as before. Yan Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and smoothed things over: "Lu Yunqi, how did you find this place?"

"Follow the scent." Lu Yunqi walked around Guan You and stretched out his hand towards Yan Zhao.

Yan Zhao found that his legs were indeed a little weak, probably because the hypnosis was not yet effective.

One day of practical class has passed, and they will arrive at the center of the field training field before tomorrow night. He didn't know where Guan You had taken him, and his top priority was to go back and meet He Yexuan.

Yan Zhao and Lu Yunqi put their hands on each other's shoulders and walked out of the cave.

When he reached the entrance of the cave, Yan Zhao was dumbfounded.

This is actually a cliff. This small cave seems to have been dug out of thin air. It looks so unnatural on this nearly 90-degree cliff.

"I told you, there's no way he can leave now."

Guan You hit Lu Yunqi's hand hard, causing him to lose his strength unconsciously and let go of Yan Zhao.

Yan Zhao fell backward into Guan You's arms, while Song Tingxi who was standing aside suddenly took a step forward and clenched his hands into fists.

Yan Zhao was inexplicably surrounded by three men, with Guan You supporting him behind him, and Lu Yunqi and Song Tingxi standing in front, one on the left and one on the right.

"You can hold him and jump directly to the bottom of the cliff without any problem, Your Highness the Crown Prince!" Lu Yunqi shouted angrily.

Song Tingxi looked at Guan You with a complicated expression, but still stood on his side and said: "Lu Yunqi, don't be stupid. If Ayou jumps to the bottom of the cliff while holding Yan Zhao, Yan Zhao will not be able to withstand the impact. "

The tip of the silver spear in Lu Yunqi's hand shook, and he aimed it at Guan You and Song Tingxi for a while, his fierce eyes burning with flames.

Yan Zhao felt that he had to speak. He coughed twice, stood up straight with the strength of Guan You's hands, and said, "Let's wait until dawn, okay? Let's climb down again after I can use my own strength."

Lu Yunqi closed his eyes and could see that this decision was very difficult for him.

"Okay..." He glanced at Guan You fiercely and grabbed Yan Zhao's hand, "But Yan Zhao wants to stay with me. He is my teammate, not both of you!"