Love rival bows down to me [Quick Transmigration]

The experimental subject's stomach churned.

The spiritual network spread rapidly, covering the place in a short time.

Xu Zhixian suppressed the frantic and restless emotions, sketched a few times with his fingertips in the void, then closed his eyes, letting the bright and sharp flames burn towards the "mother body"...

In an instant, countless pitch-black tentacles entwined into? One side? A hard iron wall, resisting the attack like a gust of wind.

The sentinel seemed to have expected it long ago, retreating his body, exerting force on his calf, rushing towards the mottled potholes on the rugged cave wall, aiming at the fragile head of the mother with falsehood in his hand.

The figure dexterously avoided the piercing and stabbing of the tentacles...

He Yaoguang didn't expect it? The battle situation developed so fast, and he froze in place.It took a long time before he realized that he raised Wu Ya to share some of the pressure for Xu Zhixian?

The ion energy penetrated the cave wall, the tunnel shook violently, and rock blocks of different sizes fell down.

The eggs fell to the ground, burst open, and puddles of foul-smelling pus flowed out.The swollen woman lay sideways on the rough ground? Her face was blue and her chest heaved violently. After a while, she completely lost her breath.

Xu Zhixian's five senses were keen, and she clearly witnessed every change in them, and her breathing stagnated.Life is like this. It can't be vulnerable, and it can't wither for a moment.

But this, for them, is actually more like a relief - reproductive machines have never been the meaning of existence.

The emergence of the change seems to have angered the mother body, and it turned from defense to offense, and the attack became more and more violent.Have the determination to injure the enemy one thousand and self-injure eight hundred.

Xu Zhixian and He Yaoguang leaned against each other, standing where they were, panting.The sphenoid bones rubbed against each other, but Xu Zhixian couldn't speak smoothly: "Can I trust you?"

It's like going back to a long time ago, when we went out on missions together and fought side by side, we could calmly put our backs and lives in the hands of each other.

No reservations, no frankness.

With a flicker of He Yaoguang's eyes, the opening in the mental image became even wider, and the salty smell of blood almost came to his throat.

In the midst of the smoke, Xu Zhixian heard the guide's soft answer, but he was firm: "Yes."

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Logic is dead. .

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The snow leopard's body grew rapidly in an instant, its sharp claws grabbed the ground forcefully, and a low-pitched roar came from its throat.

He Yaoguang bent his knees and half-kneeled beside him panting.The bones displayed on the back look extremely sharp under the slim combat uniform, like a sword drawn from its sheath.

Xu Zhixian's face was pale, and he was injured on the side of his waist with a big gash.He Yaoguang stared at the blood oozing from between her fingers, his eyes were slightly cold.

Because of his own aggressiveness, his fragile back was exposed to the enemy——

At that time, I heard Xu Zhixian yell "Be careful", so her figure in the air half-turned nimbly.

A sharp black tentacle that was different from the other segmented ones stabbed at a high speed, and the target was supposed to be her... But it changed course halfway and stabbed at Xu Zhixian who was rushing towards her.

The sentry was smoothly replacing the magazine with one hand, and threw two curved daggers with the other hand. They made several beautiful rounds in the air, cutting off the black tentacles all over the ground, and the disgusting mucus dripped all over the ground.

A pitch-black, smooth tentacle pierced Xu Zhixian's waist. Because of the severe pain, his pupils widened suddenly, and a mutated tentacle was reflected in it.The matrix has already evolved as fast as human beings, possessing the IQ of human beings, and it also has its own trump card, trump card and "bluffing" tactics.

……

"Is it okay?" A lot of words I wanted to say were drowned in my stomach.He Yaoguang clenched his fists to his lips, endured and endured, and vomited out such an emotional question.

Xu Zhixian tilted his head, looked at He Yaoguang at the same level, smiled lightly, and said, "Let's cooperate again. Just like before."

"It used to be like that? Do you remember? What do you remember?" He Yaoguang suddenly panicked, but quickly calmed down, and asked urgently.

Xu Zhixian stood up, tried her best to prop up her back, coughed twice, Yuan Shan's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she had a strong and unyielding beauty.

She looked down at the guide and repeated: "Let's cooperate again."

The guide stayed where he was, with his head lowered and his eyes darkened. After a long time, he answered "Yes" almost inaudibly.

A simple word seems to be as heavy as a thousand weights, and the weight makes the soul drop a few inches.

The two spiritual bodies fit together flawlessly. Xu Zhixian caressed Xu Hua's jet-black gun-body. After pondering for a moment, he said in a low voice, "Did I tell you the meaning of 'Xu Hua' before?"

The blood was smeared around the mouth and the side of the face, and it bloomed into a gorgeous flower to set off the curling monster.

He Yaoguang froze when replacing the cartridge, and turned her head. In the quiet space, her eyes were also quiet, looking at Xu Zhixian tenderly and fragilely.

"No, then do I still have a chance to know now?"

"Illusion is to break through all the chaos in front of you. Even if the future is cold and bleak, we are always moving forward. I..."

I used to think the world was too fake.Standing on the high tower in the central city and looking into the distance, all you see is a vast expanse of white—this has been your impression of the earth since you were born.

Even if humans created the sun later, they even felt that such cold and misty sunlight was irreplaceable...

Xu Zhixian's eyes dimmed, like extinguished fireflies.What did she say? She didn't say it, but He Yaoguang understood it.

All appearances are false.

What she sees now is all illusion, and she suddenly realizes that loneliness can make people go crazy.

"..."

He Yaoguang glanced at his watch and it showed: [12.24, 23:56]

"Four? Minutes left."

Xu Zhixian gently pressed down on the back of the guide's hand, and helped her push the magazine into the gun, "Wuya's latent power is infinite and huge, and the degree of exertion often depends on the user."

At some point, the guide became the weaker side, allowing the sentinel to take the lead.

He Yaoguang pursed her lips, her eyes turned cold: "I don't deserve it."

Xu Zhixian took out "Void" and put it in front of her eyes, saying, "We'll change it."

"..." He Yaoguang took over the emptiness, which is far from his own gun. It is like a meteorite floating in the vast universe, dark, mysterious, and cold. Just touching it makes people feel uncomfortable. The desire to surrender was drilled from the bones.

The broken mutated tentacles kept bouncing on the ground, Xu Zhixian walked over and kicked, grinning from the pain from the wound.

He Yaoguang wanted to call out the sentinel's name, but he opened and closed his lips twice, but in the end he just followed with Tang Dao and gun in his arms.

"Your wound?"

"It's too late..." Xu Zhixian watched the time, "Everything will start all over again, right?"

"No more." He Yaoguang half-closed his eyes and said in a low voice.

She used her thoughts to control the snow leopard, the spiritual body - it had become more than ten meters high, as if it could burst through the roof of the cave with a single bounce. cool color.

With the palm of his hand on the ground, he jumped directly onto the snow leopard's strong and broad back.He Yaoguang is carrying the Tang Dao on his back, holding the gun in both hands.

The snow leopard bounced vigorously, grabbed the twisted tentacles of the "mother" and jumped to the top of its head - facing the fat larvae.

The worm body blocks the deep passage of the mother body.

Enduring the nausea, He Yaoguang pulled out the Tang knife and split the insect in front of her feet in half. The rancid smell came over her face. She covered her nose and walked deep.

[12.24, 23:58]

Soon it will be a new day.Xu Zhixian stood at the bottom and looked up. He Yaoguang's tall and slender back was full of bright hope.

The singularity of the Big Bang, this problem, like many problems, was classified as "nonsensical" by Xu Zhixian.

But now, she has a vague answer.

The corridor was very deep, He Yaoguang ran as fast as she could, the disgusting secretions stuck to the soles of her boots, she tried her best not to listen or look.

In the silent and dark space, only the sound of deep breathing remained.

……

In the deepest part, eggs kept falling out of a flesh-colored tube.That pipe? It seems to be breathing and alive. After He Yaoguang stepped into it, it curled up into a disc—resisting strange intruders in a self-defense posture.

He Yaoguang pointed the black muzzle of the gun at the egg-laying duct, and pressed the false trigger with his index finger.

At the same time, Xu Zhixian outside was standing on top of the flying Qingluan's body, pointing his gun at the mother's head, with a relieved smile on the corner of his mouth.

A huge white halo flattens everything...

[12.25, 00:00]

A whole new day.

Xu Zhixian got up from the memory capsule with sleepy eyes.

"Thank you." The robot butler handed over a glass of warm water in time, she reached out to take it, and stepped out of the cabin door with two straight long legs, standing in front of the French window.

The noise outside is abnormal, it turns out that people are celebrating Christmas, and the warm red and white are intertwined.There is no smell of gunpowder, no two factions fighting, and no disgusting alienated people.

Did Xu Zhixian let go of his thoughts? Assuming that what he experienced before was just a dream.

The crystal snowflakes fell on the tips of the pine needles, and the needles trembled slightly. The snowflakes turned into water droplets, which hit the red woolen hat of the person under the tree and splashed.

The delicate chin of the man under the tree was buried in the crimson knitted scarf, his gray-gold eyes were covered by half-closed eyelids, and the long and slender eyelashes were stained with clear drops of water.

The man lowered his pretty face halfway, with a red nose.Holding a beautifully packaged