Laid-off guide is a cat wife

Just as Xue Fang was about to speak, he suddenly saw the nail on his collarbone.

He remembered that the "adjutant" mentioned a year ago that Miao Xun took the initiative to put the blocking nail on.

This silver nail, isn't it...

He stretched out his hand towards it in a trance, the small silver clavicle nail, pierced in the warm flesh, like a cherry on the cream cake——

"Don't touch it!" The water splashed, and Miao Xun turned around to avoid it.

Xue Fang's hands froze in front of him.

Miao Xun felt that he was overreacting, so he sneaked a glance at the man, then lowered his voice: "I'm not..." Targeting you.

He raised his head and found Xue Fangzheng was thinking, feeling inexplicably flustered, stood up from the bath, and wiped his body in a hurry.I wanted to just walk out like this, but hesitated to speak, drooping my wet eyelashes: "I'm going to sleep in the secondary bedroom tonight."

"Go."

Xue Fang didn't stop it.

After a while, Miao Xun, who was sitting in the bedroom in a daze, heard the door closing outside, and Xue Fang seemed to have gone out at night.

"Woo..." He fell into the soft pillow and rolled around.

I originally wanted to take the initiative, but why did I seem to be slipping into the abyss of passivity?

He just wants to prove that he can be just as attractive without the feline ears and tail.

Lying on the pillow, Miao Xun flipped through the chat records of "Xiao Mi" and "Teacher Xue" again, the more he looked at it, the hotter his cheeks became, "Oh..."

Why did he rely on each other so naively before?

like little pets...

Every day, I expect the other party to touch me and love me deeply.

What a shame!

He silently touched the nail on his collarbone, and when he touched it slightly, he felt an inexplicable sadness, like a sad button.

It's not that he hasn't tried removing the nails.

In fact, he tried several times.

They fear him and call him: a monster.

…………

The roar of the aircraft's engine gradually subsided. Xue Fang sat in the driver's seat and rubbed his temples, trying to digest the information.

Just now he went to Duncan Ayer and asked him about blocking the nail.

"That's not an ordinary nail." The emperor sat on the steps with Mrs. Helena in his arms and sipped the wine, "I think you should know that to turn a supernatural person into an ordinary person, apart from completely changing his genes, the most important thing is to change his genes. The simple and crude way is to cut off his mental domain."

Xue Fang stood in front of the sea of ​​flowers in the dark night, staring at him coldly.

Duncan Ayer changed the subject: "But such a rough method does not conform to my aesthetics. You are very lucky, Xue Fang. I admire you, and I also like your little cat. 700 years have told me that no matter how powerful the ability , is a double-edged sword. That's why I gave you that nail."

700 years... a double-edged sword...

The seemingly ambiguous words contain many years of torment.

It is said that Duncan Ayer became an old monster, relying on the constant bloody replacement of the organs of the living to achieve the goal of immortality.

But few people know that under the official historical description, there is another truth: as the strongest sentinel in the interstellar at that time, after the binding guide Helena passed away, for 30 years, he only relied on artificial guide elements to support the spiritual domain, and at the end of his life At the critical moment, I have fallen into the 6th period of mental mania, fell into the black hole of the soul, was notified of brain death early, and the whole country is on alert waiting for the announcement of the national funeral...

But one day, Duncan Ayre appeared on the grand stage of the palace in high spirits and waved to the TV broadcast.

——He is probably the only person in history who has come back to life from the death judgment of supernatural psychiatry.

This is why Xue Fang insisted on bringing Miao Xun to find Duncan Ayer.

——This old monster must have a way!

For example, use barrier nails.

"There are only two of that nail in existence. One, as you guessed, was worn on my body and buried deep in the ground. The other one, I will lease it to you for a 100-year lease. Fei, to successfully create one, it will cost the empire 5 years of financial revenue, 50 laboratories, and about 3000 people working at the same time. Not to mention that many materials have long been extinct. It can continuously emit particle amplitudes, blocking the mental and physical The connection of the body can stabilize the brain and gain recovery time without the need for the guide to cut off the sentinel's mental domain."

Duncan Al's explanation somewhat dispelled Xue Fang's doubts.

But Xue Fang pondered for a moment, and asked: "A bioradiation blocking nail is not enough to completely recover His Majesty the emperor who is in the sixth stage of mental mania?"

Duncan Al raised his eyebrows, and said frankly: "Yes, I was already terminally ill at that time, and I only used it to buy three days to copy my consciousness into the little green card."

Xue Anxin's head tightened, "Then Miao Xun..." How long can it last?

"Don't worry about him." Duncan Al clinked glasses with Helena leisurely, "You should thank yourself, Xue Fang."

"Before your sentinel was picked up by you, it had been hovering in the third stage of mental disturbance. Once it entered the fourth stage, the sentinel was terminally ill and could not be reversed at all. It is you who have been doing stupid things that ordinary people can't understand. He surrounded himself like a bucket, repeatedly flushing and filling his scarred soul, pushing his state backwards to Phase 3—”

There was a flash of light in Duncan Aier's eyes, and he looked at the stunned Xue Fang: "If you let him go for a day, even if there is a blocking nail, he will die after a few years of mental shock."

"so now………!"

"Not only can he live safely to 120 years old with that nail, but he can also take it off from time to time to move his hands and feet. But the time is limited."

Xue Fang is more rigorous: "What frequency is it from time to time? How many times a year? How many minutes a time?"

Duncan Ayre: "One or two times a day, one hour or so? I remember that the Royal Laboratory at that time gave advice that the wearing time of the second phase should not be less than 2%?"

Xue Fang: "Is there an instruction manual? Give me a copy."

Duncan Ayre: "Things so long ago, even if they exist, they can't be found."

Xue Fang narrowed his eyes, suddenly smiled maliciously, and pinched his knuckles: "Isn't there a ready-made 700-year living history?"

Duncan Al: "?......!!!!!!"

There was a long scream in the silent castle manor in the middle of the night. Helena, who was about to turn off the lights in the greenhouse, turned her head, was stunned, and suddenly laughed out loud:

"Will, you messed around with the guide of the Rong family again—"

When Helena returned to the castle, the young emperor was lying on the table, hissing in pain.

"Is your friend gone?" The girl gently held his head in her arms to comfort him.

"Let's go..." With a pot full of pots, he walked away very proudly.

It has been 700 years, why can't he, Duncan Ayer, escape the terrible fate of being raped by a guide named Rong to search his consciousness? !

Unfortunately, Duncan Ayre's past psychological shadow surfaced again.

Helena patted him on the back, "What about your bet with him? Did you win?"

"No……"

Conscious time reversal, back to a certain afternoon——

The high-spirited sentinel prince and the outstanding and eye-catching guide met face to face.

The young man was arrogant and confident: "You will never meet a guide stronger than me again."

He refused to accept: "Don't exaggerate! You are just a guide, you have the ability to occupy a planet for me to see!"

As a result, the guide cut off half of the empire's territory, almost causing him to lose his power and humiliate the country.

After that, the young man came to him again, and his proud look was still fresh in his memory: "Hurry up and admit that I am the strongest supernatural being ever."

He sat on the throne, still dissatisfied: "How do you know that there will be no one stronger than you in the future?"

"Then I'll make a bet with you."

"What bet?"

"As long as you find a guide stronger than me before you lie in the coffin, I will work for you for free for the rest of your life."

"Hmph, what if you die earlier than me?"

"Then let my descendants pay the debt for me."

"You are too much!"

"Hmm, what else? Little Emperor."

.........

The bionic Helena comforted him: "It's okay Will, you can change the bet next time and win the round."

Duncan Al snuggled into her warm embrace, murmuring: "There will be no next time, Nana."

That nasty guy...has long since turned into a handful of loess.

"But I tricked his great-great-great-great-grandson into working for me, so I won the bet!"

Duncan Ayre immediately reopened a bottle to celebrate.

He poured the first glass of wine after waking up wantonly on the ground, poured another glass, toasted to the cold moonlight, and smiled:

"To my dear friend, sworn enemy, demon guide, the most evil supernatural being ever-"

Rong Yao.

...............

Xue Fang searched Duncan Ayer's main consciousness, and only then did he understand why the old emperor had been secretly placing high hopes on him.

Dare to expect him to imitate his ancestors to clean up the Empire and the Star Alliance, and re-divide the territory in a hurry? !

What kind of strange shaking m thought is this.

Sure enough, people who can stay in the world for 700 years have abnormal brains.

The peace-loving Professor Xue stroked his chest and said in a low voice, "I'm just a cat slave, a very kind, gentle and ordinary cat slave, don't expect too much from me to destroy the world..."

Searching and reading centuries of consciousness is a heavy burden even for Xue Fang.He lay down in the cockpit for a while, then got out of the aircraft, and walked towards the small villa with erratic footsteps.

While I was still awake, I had to go to the study and sort out the manual in Duncan Ayre's memory in every detail.

Xue Fang opened the main door, and it was gloomy and dark inside.He was trying to remember whether he had left the light on before he left, when a faint voice sounded in the darkness:

"You still know how to come back."

The explosion made Xue Fang's back feel cold, and cold sweat broke out.

Wait, this familiar...

What happened to the strong sense of crisis when a familiar person went out in the middle of the night without saying hello and was guarded by his wife? !

Pat, "Thoughtful" Mimi turned on the light.

He was sitting on the chair in the center of the hall, with his long legs crossed, the soft light gave his deep outline a layer of velvet, matching that smile, he looked very upright and friendly.

But Xue Fang smelled something bad.

The little wild cat leaned forward, pulled down its neckline, pinched the end of the silver nail with its fingers, and lowered its voice: "Don't you want to eat? It seems that this is the only way to feed you."

hiss--

Thin blood fell, the nail slipped off the honey-colored flesh, and the jingle fell to the ground.