Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, Landis opened half of the heavy curtains, his long pale golden hair was tied up with a red hair rope, and his pajamas were changed into a close-fitting pure black dress, which looked perfect from behind.

"Lantis." Nan Jing called softly.

When Landis heard the sound, he turned his head and smiled at him, said "I'll talk about it later" to the terminal, and then cut off the terminal conversation.

The moonlight is like a waterfall.

Landis sat on the bed, pulled the quilt that had slipped down to Nan Jing, and then supported the shoulders of the young man who was still a little confused, with a low and soft voice.

"Did I disturb you?"

Nan Jing hugged Landis' neck, and said in a soft tone: "I didn't touch you, I woke up from fright."

Landis lowered his head to touch his forehead, and kissed on the tip of his nose again.

"Do you have something to go out?" Nan Jing asked in a deep sleepy voice.

Landis slid down with Nan Jing in his arms, lying on his side, with one hand on his forehead, pressing the corner of the quilt to Nan Jing, and staring down at him.

"There's something I need to take care of, so go to sleep."

Nan Jing curled his lips, half coquettishly half complaining: "You have to go out in the middle of the night again, you are so busy every day."

Landis patted Nan Jing's body like coaxing a child through the quilt, kissed him at the corner of his eye and said, "There is still class tomorrow morning, baby, rest first, I will accompany you... Well, close your eyes and adjust your breathing .”

Nan Jing burst out laughing, but this time he woke up a lot, his eyes changed from half-closed to fully open, pushed Landis's body and said, "Where are you coaxing the children?"

"Coaxing you."

The terminal beeped again quickly, and Nan Jing sighed and said, "You better go and come back quickly, I will fall asleep after lying down for a while."

Even the clothes have been changed, obviously things are urgent, even though Nan Jing doesn't want Landis to work around in the middle of the night, he is more worried that he will delay his business because of himself.

"I'll accompany you to raise sleepy bugs."

Landis closed the terminal, brushed one hand on Nan Jing's eyes, and the last faint moonlight was also blocked, and a piece of pure darkness appeared before his eyes.

He closed his eyes involuntarily, and after half a minute, Nan Jing felt that his eyes were heavy as if a heavy stone was on them, and he didn't want to open them again.

Seeing that Nan Jing was drowsy, Landis gently got off the bed and walked out without a sound.

"I checked the bank account today."

Nan Jing stopped his footsteps with a deep sleepy voice.

Looking back, he found that the boy who was about to fall asleep hadn't opened his eyes, only his lips opened and closed.

"It's more than 1000."

Nan Jing closed his eyes obediently, as if he was talking in his sleep, and even smiled.

"Although this amount of money is still very small for you, it is not enough to support you. But I will make a lot of money, let you live a life as you want, don't work for anyone, and sleep as long as you want Just sleep until what time you want, and do whatever you want."

Landis's heart warmed, and he wished he could rush back and lie back in the warm and soft jade blanket, so it doesn't matter who the adulterer is!

The ideal is full, but the reality is very skinny. If the responsibilities he shoulders can be replaced by money, Landis does not mind exchanging all the common points for the freedom to do whatever he wants.

Unfortunately, he can't.

While his wealth gave him countless conveniences and privileges, it also restricted his life to a certain extent.

Landis stared at the boy who seemed to have fallen asleep again in the dark, moved his right hand, and before he realized it had clenched into a fist, lightly touching the heart of his right chest.

He will never make a wrong choice, whether it is in the political direction and military issues of the empire, or in choosing the princess who will accompany him and be accompanied by him for a lifetime.

The bedroom door opened and closed silently.

Nan Jing opened his eyes, and there was no sleepiness in his clear and bright eyes.

This seems to be a night that is no different from the past. The outskirts of the Sifal Military Academy area still only leave a lot of dark shadows of static objects. Occasionally, one or two clouds drift by in the starry sky, and the light and shadow are flickering and changing.

A black shadow flew across the air, blending with the night, like a strong wind blowing, and when I looked again, there was nothing in the air.

Unexpectedly, Nan Jing would wake up when he was about to leave, which made Landis go out 5 minutes later than expected, so he simply drove the mecha directly to the green avenue.

With the unparalleled speed of the mecha in the air, it took only 3 minutes to reach the sky above the battlefield.

Although Green Avenue is the busiest commercial street in the whole district, there are many students here, and there are no holidays. There are only a handful of pedestrians on the road in the middle of the night. As far as the eye can see, the huge fountain square is empty, with only a few people passing by. In confrontation, no one acted rashly.

The boss curled up his lips and showed a faint smile, which looked a little weird under the moonlight. His slender fingers were wrapped around a mecha space chain emitting a faint blue light. The corners of his clothes moved with the wind, looking leisurely. Calm and easy.

The four people on the opposite side were not so idle. They were more or less hung up, with solemn expressions, and they made defensive postures and surrounded the boss in a fan shape, making preparations to prevent him from escaping.

It's just... can they really hold back?

The light of the moon dimmed for a moment, and the broken hair on the boss' temples fluttered against his cheek.

With a flick of the eyelashes, he stopped shaking the chain, and a slight arc was drawn at the corner of his lips, and he said, "Oh, it came so soon."

After finishing speaking, he snapped his fingers, turned around, raised his chin and looked up, exposing his back to the four enemies who were staring at him indifferently.

Those four people didn't do anything anymore, but when they saw that person, they couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, then knelt down on one knee, clenched their right fists on their left shoulders.

In the middle of the square, in front of the hundred-square-meter Zhongquan, stands a statue of the Goddess of War carved out of white jade. This is one of the main gods believed by humans thousands of years ago. Legend has it that the goddess Yageli led humans to resist space. Alien beasts and alien aliens attacked, overcame thorns with knives and guns, and watered hope with blood, and finally won the victory in the war and established the galaxy empire.

She has a mournful but resolute and solemn face, dressed in a long classical women's military uniform, wearing a battle robe, and her fluttering cloak is like facing a strong wind, ready to deal the final blow to the enemy.

A gun was pinned to her waist, and a long sword was held in her right hand, pointing straight at the sky. The blade of the sword reflected a sharp cold light. Even if it spanned thousands of years, it could kill the belief and vigor of Goddess Yageli at that time. It is intended to get a glimpse of one or two from this static sculpture.

At this time, no one appreciates this noble statue of the goddess.

On the statue more than ten meters high, on the tip of the long sword that has been unsheathed and covered with trabecular blood, a man stood silently.

He stood motionless on the tip of the long sword where only the toe of one foot could touch him. He had a gorgeous and solemn face, and his waist-length hair, which was glowing with silver light, swirled to the side under the moonlight.

It's easy to convince people.

Huang Mao was already drunk, and completely forgot that he was beaten by the enemy just now. At this moment, the whole person seemed to be bewitched, as if he had been endowed with infinite courage and fighting power by God, and wished to rush forward to fight for another hundred rounds .

He was extremely excited, and shouted in his heart—look, this is the person I want to serve, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, our future emperor!

The boss narrowed his eyes slightly and looked into the air with Landis, one with an unknown smile, the other with full aura, indifferent and stern.

At this time, in addition to the first impression that Landis gave him, the boss also made a preliminary assessment of Landis—Guwu rank nine, or even higher, otherwise it would be impossible to stand on the ground like a goddess. On top of the long sword, it can also maintain absolute balance in the wind.

The level of mental power is A, the control ability of the mecha is definitely super A level, the level of consciousness source is advanced, and the ability to put away the mecha in the air and land on a certain point is definitely enough to grasp the details of perfection.

The boss snorted, raised his eyebrows and muttered, "Pretending to be."

With such a gorgeous appearance, everyone else is set off into dust, which makes the boss feel like punching someone and is very gratified - it is really shameless to dare to overwhelm the future father-in-law in terms of momentum, but it seems that he is still reluctant The merits and demerits of Nengzhen's residence counted as such a thing.

The boss looked behind him, and the four people had already stood up, waiting for orders.

"The royal family still cares so much about etiquette, I really don't understand."

The boss shrugged, he was still in the mood to complain at this time, obviously he didn't pay much attention to the visitor.

Without saying a word, Landis raised his hand and pulled the Wuyuan Sword out of the space twister, pointed forward and leaned down, as fast as a bolt of lightning in the night.

The Wuyuan Sword flashed down with a silver-blue light, and a flash of light flashed in front of his eyes. The long sword had already arrived at the boss's side. The blue light of the sword edge illuminated the ancient martial artist's face. Tan's blue eyes flashed clearly behind the halo.

At some point, the boss had a short knife in his hand. The knife was not out of its sheath, and he waved it out with only the hilt when the sword edge was about to bruise. The lingering sound hummed and sparked.