The irritable Demon Lord abducted the queen of Zerg

Fortunately, the big tall man didn't drool at him anymore after he knew that Wen Moer was not edible.Otherwise, the picture is really no different from a dog guarding food.

Wen Moer is very self-aware. The female insects who have obtained special rights due to their small number and royal status may really be reduced to food, food in various senses, on a desolate planet where there is no order and the law of the jungle preys on the strong.

Absolutely can't sit still!

Wen Moer glanced at the back of the short man who was still walking forward, rolled his eyes, his palms were sweating so nervously, and then he tentatively said to the tall man: "That... I have chocolate here, you want Do you want to eat?"

The tall man was particularly sensitive to "eating", his black eyes immediately opened wide, and then he nodded his head rhythmically.

Wen Moer pointed to the empty flying ship, and whispered: "There is food in it, I'll go in and get it for you, okay?"

This time the tall man didn't nod, but moved his feet, apparently about to get up.Wen Moer hurriedly called to him: "Don't move!"

Then he pointed behind the tall man: "If your master finds out, the chocolate will definitely be confiscated."

The big tall man made too much noise walking, and he must not be allowed to get up.Fortunately, the obsession of the tall man was always eating, and when he heard that he would be confiscated, he sat back obediently.

Wen Moer breathed a sigh of relief, comforting the tall man in a low voice, while observing the short man.

I saw the short man buried his head in the coarse cloth bag and took out one by one, as if there were too many things in the bag and it was difficult to find them.

Withdrawing his gaze, Wen Moer walked lightly into the flying ship, and after a while, he really came out with a bag of chocolates.He habitually keeps some sweets by his side so that he can satisfy his craving anytime.

Seeing the bean-shaped chocolate candy, the big tall man seemed to recall the unique bittersweet taste of chocolate, licked his lips, his eyes were burning hot, a little brighter than the hot sun.

Seeing this, Wen Moer didn't delay any longer, raised his hand, and threw the bag into the arms of the tall man.

In an instant, like a hungry dog ​​seeing food, the tall man's attention was completely attracted by the chocolate.A pair of big hands violently tore open the package, and the chocolate candies were scattered all over the ground in an instant.

Unable to control how the food was mixed with yellow sand, and how the tall man swallowed it mixed with sand, he turned around and ran crazily.

"Ula Ula——" Suddenly, a series of abrupt music resounded through the quiet yellow sand.

The sense of incongruity was completely full, it was the ringtone of Wen Moer's communicator.

Wenmer: "..."

Whoever is looking for him at this time is definitely an enemy!

The short man was stunned for two seconds, then glanced at the caller's name: Third Brother.

With no expression on his face, he hung up and turned around.

Coincidentally, I happened to meet the speechless gaze cast by Wen Moer when he froze his body just after running a distance of about ten meters.

"Do it! Don't run!"

The short man reacted quickly and immediately came to chase Wen Moer. At the same time, Wen Moer shook his body and hurriedly started to run.

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Going back to the stern voice that Yan Chong heard, it was not the first yell that the short man yelled when he chased Wen Moer at first, but the two of you chased me for a certain distance, Wen Moer was exhausted and was beaten by the short man. The man's cry for help as he grabbed hold of it.

Dead!

Wen Moer, who was pushed down in the sand, thought to himself.

He knew that no one would come to save him in this barren and inhabited place, but he still shouted at the top of his voice: "Help—" When he shouted, he scratched and kicked his hands and feet, and struggled wildly without any rules.

When Yan Chongwang came over, he saw such an indescribable scene.

The short man was kicked by Wen Moer several times, one of which even hit his crotch, his face was livid, and he rubbed his crotch to relieve the pain.Then with a burst of strength, he grabbed Wen Moer's hands suddenly.

The man pushed Wen Moer closer, and the stench suddenly came to his face.Facing the rugged face of the short man and his pair of red and cloudy eyes, Wen Moer trembled with fright, and now he was really scared.

"Help... help..." Wen Moer called for help with trembling lips, but his voice was not loud.

A drop of blood dripped from the forehead of the short man who was hit by a stone earlier, and he became even more angry, cursing: "Bitch! I have to teach you a lesson today." Winmore has a big ear scraper.

Wen Moer quickly closed his tearful eyes and turned his head away.

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Waited and waited, but there was no pain as expected.

Instead, accompanied by a cry of pain, his immobilized hand loosened.

Opening the eyes full of fear, the goal is no longer the unappetizing face of the short man, but the picture of a tall man beating the ugly bug violently.

"Ouch! Don't hit me... I'm going to kill someone, help me..." The short man kept howling.

It's impossible not to hit someone.

Forced to come to this hellish place where the climate is hot and the birds don't shit, Yan Chong was already suffocating his anger, but now he meets someone who doesn't like it, so he has to have a good time.

Chopping, chopping, kicking, hitting, every move and every style are well connected, the movements are chic and calm, and it is very interesting.

When Winmer was studying at Laysdell College, he had seen many violent collisions between mechas. To be precise, they were called violent aesthetic collisions.

But he has never seen a real person able to demonstrate "violence" so passionately and charmingly.

With his eyes wide open, Wen Moer couldn't bear to blink, for fear of missing every applauding moment.

At this moment, his eyesight has become very good, he can see the afterimage of the man's clapping, and imagine the tight and toned muscles of the man's thigh when he kicks.

Holding his face in his hands and watching obsessively, Wen Moer felt a burst of burning heat on his cheeks, and waves of heart surges.

Damn it!This man is so attractive!

The third brother is really his own third brother. I don't know where he found him. It's amazing.Wen Moer thought about it for a while, and naively thought that the handsome man in front of him was a servant sent by his third brother.

Judging by his skill, could it be that he was recruited from Lasdell's military academy?

Wen Moer felt that his speculation made sense and nodded.

At this time, Yan Chong finally stopped.The long body is as proud as a knife, standing in the flying yellow sand, the sand caressed his face lightly, his expression was cold and resolute.

Looking away from the half-dead short man, Yan Chong slightly raised his eyebrows in disdain.When he was a Demon Lord in his previous life, if he was in a bad mood, he would ask his subordinates to "discuss" each other, and the person who was discussed was not allowed to lie down for four or five days.

Yan Chong didn't know how long the man in front of him would lie down, after all, he had never met such a weak opponent.

This is because he is in the body of Duoshe, without the domineering and devilish aura he used to have, otherwise he would have to make so many moves, and he would have sent someone to see the king of Hades long ago.

The sun still hangs high above the top, so that people dare not look up at it.Yan Chong had been exercising a few times just now, so he naturally sweated a lot, not to mention that he was still wearing a black shirt, which absorbed heat even more.

A drop of sweat beaded and slid down the corner of his forehead into his collar.Yan Chong frowned, while loosening his collar and cuffs, he raised his legs and walked forward.

He really can't stand this horrible weather. Most people with a bad temper are afraid of heat, and he is like that.

Water must be found ASAP!

Not only to quench thirst, but also to extinguish the anger in my heart.

After thinking about it, for a murderer like him, the reason why he saved people just now was not some kind of chivalry, but just being irritable and catching people to vent their anger.

Yan Chong found a reason for his behavior, and his frown slightly relaxed.

However, he was still too lazy to look at the Zerg Highness who had just been bullied.

What's with him?

Afterwards, Yan Chong continued to walk forward with a serious expression of keeping strangers away.

Of course, because he didn't look back, he didn't notice that His Royal Highness Zerg was following behind him.

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