In love with the Zerg Queen (gl)

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Seeing the back of Constantine leaving, Ah Heng fell into deep thought.

Wen Rusheng is an out-and-out human being.

The war between the Zerg and humans has been raging now. If there is a truce, it is impossible for the Zerg to agree, and it is impossible for the human side. More than ten years of war have caused hatred on both sides. Unresolvable hatred.

So, as two opposing races, will she and her disciples have a day when master and disciple can kill each other?

And on the battlefield, can she now treat the disciple she likes as an enemy without hesitation and kill it without hesitation?

There is no answer.

She looked at her hands.

Those people, including her own group of followers, have always regarded her as a human being. After a long time, even she herself has an illusion.

I am a human being.

However, she has become half Zerg after all.

Neither insect nor human.

It looks like a person on the surface, but in fact it is just a monster in human skin.

So she thought about it.

Is it too close to humans?

I can't bear to wait until the day I start, what should I do?

After all, she chose to stand on the side of the Zerg in the end.

The next day, Ah Heng called Wen Rusheng to his room.

"Apprentice." Ah Heng looked at Wen Rusheng and smiled.

Ah Heng has already prepared all her luggage, or in other words, no matter where she goes, she always brings important things with her.

"Master, are you here?"

"Prepare the dowry," Ah Heng said, "I'm going to marry into a top wealthy family, so I must prepare some good things. If you want, go back to your Wen family."

There was not much surprise on Wen Rusheng's expression.

After all, there must be some powerful forces behind this master. She may be from a hidden family, and she has traveled around. With the power of the master, her background is definitely not simple.

But her physique is too special.

Such powerful j.ing_ divine power turned out to be a disabled physique.

While thinking about it, Wen Rusheng nodded and asked, "Master...can I see you again?"

Ah Heng smiled and said, "If we meet again by fate, God will guide us to meet again."

Maybe it's best not to meet again.

Wen Rusheng heard the meaning.

She is leaving.

Before leaving, she took out a quaint book.

Compared with the electronic records and even the consciousness records that are popular today, she tends to be more simple and unsophisticated.

"This book records part of my understanding of the application of j.ing_divine power and the operation of internal power. It may be helpful to you. This is also the last gift left to you by the master."

Chapter 142 Stars

The paper quality of books is average, and if soaked in water, the handwriting will be blurred. This way of recording should have disappeared in the long river of history. Some paper books maintain the tradition of recording in this ancient way.

Wen Rusheng naturally knew the value of this book.

Ah Heng is young, but she has been walking in the gray area since she was a child, and has experienced countless bloody storms. This book seems ordinary, but Ah Heng is a j.ing_ whose divine power may have reached the level of 3s. Or, her handwriting is definitely a priceless treasure, Wen Rusheng solemnly put this book in the space ring, and knelt down again.

Ah Heng has experienced too many partings in his life.

life and death.

Foster father, second uncle, third uncle, fourth uncle, Liang Yuan, Yue Ningtang, at that time, she thought that she would never go back.

It is better not to see each other than to meet each other.

Besides, she is a person with the fate of a lonely star.

But later on, her hand lines ----- turned into a rakshasa face.

In Wen Rusheng's place, she saw a long-lost hope.

But the way is different, after all, they don't conspire with each other.

In her previous life, even in the country she lived in, there were many people who killed each other because of different parties and beliefs, even if they were of the same nationality.

Everyone is walking on the path they think is right, and eventually they will run in opposite directions and fight each other until one side wins completely.

"Master," Wen Rusheng's voice came from behind, "I know that your identity is not simple. You may leave this time because of some problems that neither you nor I want to face, but Master, no matter what, I will never I will betray you, I swear in my name, Wen Rusheng."

There is no such thing as an oath in the universe, and there are many people who violate the oath but live well.

But Wen Rusheng's oath was different.

As a cultivator who has lived in the world of cultivating immortals for so many years, once his vow is made, he will never break it.

There was a momentary pause in Ah Heng's footsteps, she turned her head sideways, with a gentle smile on her face.

Afterwards, she boarded a small spaceship that was prepared, the belly of the spaceship opened, and she fired "s_h_è" like a cannonball. The light emitted by the spaceship became weaker and weaker, and soon disappeared into the universe the depths.

Three years later.

Ah Heng is 23 years old.

This is an ordinary small habitable planet. Compared with the planets in most developed areas, this planet is much more depressed. However, this is the first time Ah Heng has heard human voices in two years.

She squatted on the ground beside the street, breathing in the fresh air greedily, listening to the sounds around her.

The rustling sound of the wind blowing through the leaves, the footsteps of people coming and going, the sound of the shuttle passing through the air above the head.

There was a drizzle of rain in the sky, falling on her face, she felt a little cold, but also very comfortable.

Anyone who has lived alone in a dead world for two years, unable to hear even his own voice, surrounded by death-like silence, except for the faint starlight in the sky, will have a kind of never-ending feeling. Return to earthly bliss in the deepest hell.

Perhaps it was because she had practiced the blood-transforming kung fu to the point of returning to her original nature. Now she looks like a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl. At this moment, she is leaning against the city wall, looking at the bustling crowd. On the 3D screen, the host is giving a passionate speech.

She never paid attention, or ignored people's eyes on her, and stared at the screen without blinking.