Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

"and many more!"

Morun jumped on his forehead, scolding Landis for being too impulsive, and then jumped down, putting his right index finger in his mouth and blowing in the air.

A flying eagle dormant on the cliff soared into the sky, spreading its black wings, covering the sky and covering the earth, a full meter wide.

Landis fell into the soft feathers, and Mo Lun and Yun Tianyi also fell on it.

The shocks were too frequent, Landis and Yun Tianyi were completely able to accept the sudden shock.

Stretching out his hand to touch the feathers that were as long as a baby's arm, Landis said, "An alien beast?"

Morun glared at Landis and said, "The boiling water below is enough to melt your bones. You really don't know how to live or die!"

Landis spread his hands innocently, "I know that the emperor is here, all dangers are paper tigers, how can I be presumptuous in front of you."

Eyelids twitched, Morun was quite satisfied with Landis' praise.

He blew a whistle with a different tune, and the flying eagle, which was about to land, raised its head cheerfully, flapped its wings and flew directly to the cliff at the end.

Rubbing his palm on the flying eagle's big head, Morun said with a smile: "Although it has excellent flying ability and is loyal and obedient, its IQ is a bit low, and it can only understand whistles, but its air combat ability is very powerful. Incitement can throw three level-[-] defense mechas into the air."

IQ is a bit low... Landis smiled unkindly.

Yun Tianyi recalled, and said: "I have read ancient books that human beings could form bonds with alien beasts and become combat partners a long time ago, but since the Star Wars 600 years ago, alien beasts have become organized attackers After wantonly slaughtering the people of the empire and causing indelible harm to countless people, not many people believe that the alien beasts are gentle anymore, and the confrontation between humans and alien beasts has since then begun and gradually reached its peak."

It was a bad memory. Alien beasts were no longer good in human hearts. Even the textbooks and records of the empire darkened the alien beasts, buried the seeds of hatred in their hearts, and passed them down from generation to generation.

However, good and evil cannot be divided by race. People have good and evil, and beasts are naturally docile and ferocious, so they cannot be generalized.

Flying Eagle has been enlightened, but after all, it has not reached the intelligence of human beings. He listened to Morun's whistle and was willing to use it as a flying machine, but it was only because he was familiar with the breath of this person and the tone of the whistle.

On weekdays, it was rarely used, but today it met acquaintances one after another, a little excited, and circled a few more times in the sky.

Its golden eagle's beak opened, and it called out loudly. The sound echoed over the dungeon that was so silent that it remained silent for a long time.

Walking alone on the empty and dark street in the city, Feng Qiwu suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the goshawk flying high in the sky, his phoenix eyes were a little dazed at first, and then turned into a stern look.

The street lamp emitted a dim yellow color, illuminating half of Feng Qiwu's cheek.

His facial features have distinct ridges and lines, and the changes in every arc are very obvious. Looking at it separately, it looks cold and sharp.

However, the contours of his face are very soft, and the perfect curvature brings him another sense of youthfulness.

The eagle hovered for a long time before flying straight towards the castle.

Looking into the distance, Feng Qiwu smiled softly, lowered his head, and pressed his right hand into a fist against his heart.

"You came here to seek death, Morun, I might as well fulfill you."

The figure moved invisibly, and the person under the light had disappeared.

The mutated people in the houses in the city were stimulated by some kind of stimulus, and they all started roaring in panic, and the sound of sobbing and screaming resounded throughout the underground city.

Feiying sent people to the edge of the cliff and left without staying here any longer.

From a close view, the majestic and magnificent castles are even more shocking-the brown appearance is more than [-] meters high, the top is in classical Gothic style, and the glass is colorful hand-painted.

The appearance of the wall has complex dark lines, and every part is carefully crafted. From the details, we can see the painstaking efforts of the builders.

The castle is [-] meters away from the high cliff. Along the way, Landis did not see any guards or lurkers, not even the most basic defense equipment against foreign enemies.

Of course, this is not because Feng Qiwu is too confident, and there are more natural advantages in it - the remote Nightmare Star, the untouchable southern hemisphere, the turbulent magnetic field and surrounded by mountains, and it is buried deep underground...

In addition, without Moron's help, they would not have been able to quickly find the entrance, overcome the obstacles of the high cliffs in such a simple and quick way, and reach their destination smoothly.

Ingenious workmanship.

"Go straight in?" Landis said.

Mo Lun rubbed the tip of the feather on his chin twice, and said, "You can try it."

A gust of cool wind blew behind them, and the three who were about to reach the entrance of the castle stopped.

Feng Qiwu was dressed in a white robe, with a metal ghost mask on his face, and his long hair was scattered on his back. He slowly walked down from the prostrate bat.

The bat spread its wings and flew away.

Feng Qiwu's gaze paused for two seconds on Morun's face, then moved away lightly, and landed on Landis.

"Come uninvited, I don't have tea to entertain you here."

Unexpectedly, he met his master here. Yun Tianyi didn't have any affection for this terrifying and cruel guy in front of him, and his warm eyes were full of wariness.

Mo Lun's golden red eyes stayed on Feng Qiwu's mask as if telling love words, he smiled slightly and said, "Don't let me see you, Feng Qiwu."

In Feng Qiwu's hand, there was already a dark red long sword, about two fingers wide and three feet long, the blade was drawn out of the sheath to drink blood, and a wound had already been cut on his hand.

The blood fell on the blade, and the golden veins were like flowing water, spreading from the hilt to the tip of the sword, outlining a pattern like a spell.

"When I dig out your eyeballs, I will give you this chance."

The vicious words made Morun smile gracefully.

Many years ago, he liked Feng Qiwu's tone of voice, and he had already forgotten the feeling of liking him, but he didn't expect that after hearing this clear voice and familiar tone, he still felt his heart throbbing again.

This is really rare.

Originally, he only planned to help Landis rescue Nan Jing, but now...

He has changed his mind.

"Unfortunately, some people like my eyes, so I'm afraid I can't give them to you."

There was a smile on the corner of Morun's mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes.

His eyes are not gentle, even because he has been in the top position for a long time and lives a luxurious life, he naturally has an unattainable sense of extravagance and alienation. However, when he looks at a person like this, he will make that person feel that he is being captured by this person. People love with all their heart.

Then, it was transferred into the trap of a skilled hunter, and it fell.

Feng Qiwu's beautiful eyes turned cold, the red color moved slightly, and in an instant, his long sword was already pointed at Morun's throat.

This is a contest between the top masters, and a little teaspoon will cause death.

Morun's feet were moving like shadows on the ground. In the eyes of Landis and Yun Tianyi, he had completely become a phantom, and even an S-level ancient force could not see his every move clearly.

But Feng Qiwu obviously didn't pay attention to these things, the long sword held a sword flower in his hand, followed the trend, and chased Morun to the edge of the cliff a few seconds later.

White and sapphire blue are interlaced, and the two shadows follow the cliff from the beginning to the end, and come from the end again, glued together.

Yun Tianyi resisted the urge to rub his eyes, and said, "Duke Morun looks on par with him."

Landis hummed, and his heart sank.

Looking at the entire empire, as far as he knew, only Mo Lun's ancient martial arts and spiritual power reached the peak at the same time.

Even so, Mo Lun and Feng Qiwu can only draw a tie, which is not a good thing for the empire.

With the power of one person to create an underground city, the Alliance of Gods has not been completely destroyed by the empire for decades, and even the old nest is hard to find. Feng Qiwu's strength is vividly expressed in every detail.

If there is no Morun, I am afraid that Feng Qiwu will not even have an opponent that can be suppressed?

Landis thought that when he returned, he probably needed to undergo devil-style training.

Because with his current ability, it is completely insufficient to protect the one he loves, at least when facing Feng Qiwu, he has no power to parry.

A white flame flashed across the tip of Feng Qiwu's sword, Mo Lun raised his hand from one side of his body and lightly pushed the flame to the ground beside him.

With a "boom", the hard stone turned into ashes, and the particle powder flew between the two of them.

Mo Lun turned around at his feet, turned around, and slid from the side of Feng Qiwu to behind him. He stretched out his left hand and held Feng Qiwu's wrist from behind. on the ground.

Raising a palm, Feng Qiwu bit his lower lip and glanced at his right wrist.

A thick vine gripped his wrist tightly, preventing him from moving at all.

Not only his left hand, but even his feet were entangled by the plants that crawled out, and were tightly bound.

Morun is the rarest wood-type ancient martial arts inheritance. He has a natural affinity for plants. As early as 20 years ago, he was able to quickly grow vegetation and use it for his own use.

Those plants contain Morun's ancient martial power and spiritual power, and even a thick source of consciousness, which cannot be easily escaped.