Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

Feng Qiwu looked at his kingdom, his smile faded.

In his hometown, humans have not appeared on the ground in large numbers for many years.

However, what does he want these things for?

Feng Qiwu shook his head, threw the strange thoughts out of his head, raised his arms around Nan Jing's waist, and jumped off the platform hundreds of meters high.

There was no light at all on the dark cliff below, but before Nan Jing could suffocate, the flying eagle that had been crouching on the cliff had already spread its broad and powerful wings and flew over, precisely connecting the two of them in the thick feathers. Soft back.

The wind was strong, and the eagle raised its head and let out a cry, gliding and circling twice in the air, and flew down towards the city.

The blood in Nan Jing's body was boiling. He stretched out his hand that was slightly trembling due to too much shock and excitement, and touched the delicate neck feathers of Flying Eagle.

Feiying shook his head and let out two cheerful calls, obviously enjoying being touched by others.

Nan Jing stared blankly at the gigantic monster under him, and said with shame: "Is this a strange beast?"

Feng Qiwu sat cross-legged beside him, and said: "You have the lineage of a strange beast in your blood, if it is a strange beast, you can feel it yourself."

Clenching his fist suddenly, Nan Jing felt it. Although he couldn't describe how it felt, he was sure that this was really a strange beast!

However, aren't all alien beasts ferocious and terrifying, with a penchant for blood?

But this flying eagle has obviously been tamed by humans!

Feng Qiwu said: "Alien beasts have been able to be contracted by humans since ancient times when they cultivated immortals, and they can also become friends with some people in the period when the aura of the descendants is rampant with high technology. It's just that the Galaxy Empire has not been civilized for too long, and it is arrogant and unreasonable. Frightened and terrified, with no research results that can be put on the table, they are enemies all day long, and get along with strange beasts in the most ignorant and low-level way."

Nan Jing twitched the corners of his mouth, complaining in his heart: The Galactic Empire is so trivial, maybe it is because your brain structure is more similar to that of a beast?

The ancestor of the Monster Phoenix was also born at this time, and said: "Finally, there is a descendant who looks pleasing to the eye. He is right. All creatures in this world have a reason for their existence, and everything has two sides. What is different from alien beasts?" Enemies, not all monsters, probably someone forced them to nowhere, and then attracted the tit-for-tat of the entire race."

The patriarch Yaohuang saw that Nan Jing was silent, so he said again: "It's just that whether it's the deity or the doll, the environment in which you live is different, and the status and positioning of the alien beast are naturally different, so you don't have to be too inferior."

Nan Jing almost spat out a mouthful of old blood—which eye of yours feels inferior?

narcissism!

Looking at the leisurely Feng Qiwu again, Nan Jing really felt that narcissism may be a family inheritance, and the root lies in that old ancestor.

The flying eagle had already landed firmly on the concrete floor, Feng Qiwu grabbed Nan Jing's clothes at the back of his neck, he didn't even give him a chance to refuse, and simply and roughly got him off.

Nan Jing was already numb, and stepped on the ground with bare feet, like an alpaca curiously looking at the world, looking at the city that never sleeps, which is completely illuminated by lights.

The city as a whole is not too big, and the streets are not spacious enough. Most of the houses are rows of one-story and two-story bungalows, which are quite rare in the Galactic Empire.

Of course, there are tall buildings standing alone at the bottom of the lowest valley, and you can still see the shaking figures reflected in the windows.

What attracted Nanjing's attention the most was the deep and ancient castle building on the top of the farthest cliff.

From this position, the castle does not seem too tall, but the terrain is definitely the highest, showing its unique position - standing facing the cliff, overlooking the city that never sleeps, like an emperor in the dark.

Feiying had already circled away, Nan Jing followed Feng Qiwu and walked forward.

Along the way, Nanjing didn't meet too many people. Even though it was as bright as day, it couldn't hear the hustle and bustle of the city above. It can be said that it was much quieter than normal city nights.

Moreover, the two people I met were both wearing white robes and white masks on their faces.

They walked past Nan Jing without paying any attention to this boy who was completely different from them, as if seeing the air.

Wearing a mask, Feng Qiwu said: "There are only 250 permanent residents in this city, and new blood is injected every year to make up for the dead."

Taking a closer look, Nan Jing realized that those bungalows had no doors, only a window like transparent glass was inlaid on the iron wall, and there were strips of metal sticks inlaid inside the window, which was only half a square meter in size.

Nanjing has no doubt that the building materials of the houses are solid rocks, because the houses look more like prison cells for prisoners one after another.

The sound of "Guji Guji Guji" came to Nan Jing's ears, he stopped vigilantly, looked at the bungalow on the left, and said, "What's locked there?"

Feng Qiwu said indifferently: "My residents need to eat."

Nan Jing's back stiffened, could that be the sound of eating?

It's clearly like a wild beast tearing its prey apart!

Although he had a premonition that the scene inside would definitely not be what he wanted to see, Nan Jing still hesitated for a moment, secretly made up his mind, and walked cautiously towards the window of the bungalow closest to him.

Feng Qiwu didn't stop it, on the contrary, he was very happy that Nan Jing took the initiative to know everything here - anyway, he needed to know sooner or later.

Nan Jing leaned on the wall with one hand, hooked his head and looked into the window, but the scene inside made him take a breath, and took two steps back, stumbling over a stone, which almost made him stagger Fall to the ground!

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Nan Jing stepped forward again, and continued to look at it with a pale face - inside, there was a monster lying on the ground and biting a human corpse. It had a human body, but its hands were It has become sharp claws, and the arms are covered with frightening bumps and bumps, which glow gray and black under the dim light on the wall.

And the corpse on the ground was not that of a wild beast or a strange beast, but a dead human being—his intestines were ripped apart, all his intestines flowed out on the ground, and his internal organs were bitten into pieces.

"vomit--"

Finally unable to bear it anymore, Nan Jing bent over and covered his stomach and vomited.

He was thankful that he hadn't eaten, and could only retch at this moment.

The huge impact was too shocking, and Nanjing's mind went blank.

"Is this unbearable?"

At some point, Feng Qiwu, who was standing beside him, stretched out his right hand and grabbed the back of Nan Jing's neck, forcing him to straighten up, and then pushed Nan Jing back to the window with all his strength.

Nan Jing was about to collapse, his legs were as soft as noodles, if it wasn't for Feng Qiwu's support behind him, he would have to sit on the ground!

The sound of chewing entered the ears, as if from hell.

"you are not human……"

Nan Jing shivered all over his body, his eyes hurt, he shook his head tremblingly and said, "You are a devil!"

At this time, the monster that was eating had already noticed the person outside the window, kept lying on the ground, and turned its head alone.

Chaos' eyeballs met Nan Jing's eyes, the monster bared its teeth and roared, and rushed towards the window.

Its face slammed into the metal bars, making a sound of metal clashing.

"Zheng-"

Nan Jing was horrified, the skin of that ferocious face that was so close at hand had turned into a strange hard texture!

A long red tongue protruded from the mouth, and the blood-stained tongue licked the transparent glass from the gap in the fence, and Nan Jing's eyes immediately turned into a cloud of red mist.

Unable to watch the scene anymore, Nan Jing suddenly pushed Feng Qiwu away and ran to the middle of the street.

terrible!

I saw with my own eyes the human beings who had turned into monsters tearing and biting their own kind. The impact was so strong that Nan Jing squatted on the ground for several minutes before he calmed down.

He thinks that his heart is strong enough to withstand, but it is still not enough to overthrow all his cognition and the fact that he has lost his humanity.

Feng Qiwu stood beside him without speaking, waiting for Nan Jing to slowly digest what he had seen and heard.

Once you are able to digest cannibalism, you will gradually digest other more terrifying things, accumulating bit by bit, and after a long time, you will be able to calmly accept everything about the Alliance of Gods.

Thinking of this, Feng Qiwu narrowed his long and narrow phoenix eyes, and smiled secretly.

He is not in a hurry to let Nan Jing accept everything, after all, as time goes by, he has enough patience to eat away at Nan Jing's heart bit by bit, making him reborn as the sharpest knife in his hand.

Nan Jing wiped his face and stood up.

He looked at Feng Qiwu coldly, and said, "Let's go, where are you going to take me?"

Feng Qiwu smiled leisurely and started on the road again.

"You have so many questions, and I am surprised that you didn't ask anything this time."

Nan Jing dragged his tired body and followed behind Feng Qiwu, the sound of biting the corpse and the bloody scene filled his ears.

He couldn't accept Feng Qiwu's actions, and he hated it even more.

Nan Jing sarcastically said: "I am a human being, but you are not. I have nothing to say to you."

Feng Qiwu raised his hand, the knife in his hand was mixed with the strong wind, and threw Nan Jing out.

Nan Jing's body hit the wall heavily, and a bloody hole came out of his head.

Pain struck, eyes were pitch black, he raised his hand blankly to touch his painful head, he only felt a viscous warm liquid in his hand.

"Ha ha."

Nan Jing smiled wryly, wondering if it was because Feng Qiwu knew that he would heal quickly after being injured and would not be killed easily, so he acted casually?

If that was the case, his heaven-defying golden finger would actually become a drag.

"why are you laughing!"

Feng Qiwu's gloomy voice rang in his ears.

Nan Jing's vision has recovered, and the skin on his forehead is as smooth as ever. If it weren't for the printed blood stains, it would be impossible to tell that he was injured.

"I laugh at myself."

Perhaps hearing Nan Jing's dissatisfaction with himself, Feng Qiwu snorted contemptuously, and said: "The matter has come to this, whether you are willing to accept it or not, you will have to accept it in the end anyway. If If you are smarter, you should know that the best way for you is to obey me. Although I have no intention of killing you, you are still my prisoner, so you must have the consciousness of being a prisoner."

As he spoke, he pulled Nan Jing's collar, and said in a soft but frightening tone: "If you provoke me again, you will have the honor to experience my torture method for yourself."

"Ah."

After suffering a lot, Nan Jing finally learned to be good.

Even if Feng Qiwu didn't specifically warn him this time, he won't get a moody guy to beat him up just to show off his quick tongue.

Only after seeing Feng Qiwu Nanjing did he know that whether it was the arrogant Xi Lin or the ruthless Ke Ke when training new recruits, they were all gentle and pleasant in front of this person.

Feng Qiwu was quite satisfied, and took Nan Jing to continue walking through the alleys, towards the castle at the end.

"Natural selection, survival of the fittest, and poor underground food. If they want to survive, they naturally need to go through competition. Every once in a while, I will put two completed experimental subjects in the same room. They are extremely hungry , they will bite each other, the winner can eat or absorb, and the loser can only be buried in the belly."

Wherever he went, the street lamps went out one after another, row after row, leaving only the small lights in the house still shining through the narrow windows.

The lights here are only turned on for one hour every day. The cost is too high, and the energy is scarce. Brightness has become a luxury.

Looking at the endless night, Nan Jing suddenly felt an indescribable sadness.