After 3 years, I will return at full level [Interstellar]

The smile on Chang Xun's face instantly froze.

Everyone is bound to a special star network account at birth, and he only has an account like Futu, so the homepage that Su Changfeng opens is naturally Futu.

He didn't forget how he lied before.

He blinked, and the cool wind poured into his sleeves. He shivered unconsciously, and tried his best to cover the personal terminal on his hand: "Wait a minute! Transmission, is there any other way?"

Chang Xun clenched his back teeth, staring straight at the hand covering the personal terminal, for fear that the projection would leak out if he was not careful.

Su Changfeng's personal terminal emitted a strong light, illuminating the entire 'library', and the incandescent light hit Chang Xun's face, illuminating his expression clearly.

In an emergency, Chang Xun didn't even hide his expression.

He gritted his teeth and held his personal terminal, his eyes revealed his slight panic, and his tense body revealed his nervousness even more.

Su Changfeng touched Chang Xun's palm, which was holding his personal terminal, and felt a cool breath sticking to his fingers, and trickled into his blood bit by bit.

Chang Xun's hands are cold, he thought.

It was clear that it was still hot before, with a heart-warming temperature that could ignite his whole body.

Why is it so cold now?

He subconsciously covered his palm, trying to warm this cold hand.

But as soon as he grasped it, Chang Xun seemed to be frightened, clutching his personal terminal and took a step back tensely, stammering: "You, what are you doing?"

"Ah?" Su Changfeng was a little unresponsive, he turned his head, glanced at Chang Xun from top to bottom, and finally focused on the covered personal terminal.

Chang Xun covered it tightly, as if even a little bit of projected light leaked out.

Su Changfeng really didn't understand, he obviously didn't do anything just now, but Chang Xun looked like he was facing a big enemy.

He had no choice but to take a few steps forward to approach Chang Xun, his voice was a little confused: "Why did I ask you? Didn't I just want to be friends with you? Are you holding your life?"

Chang Xun: "..."

He subconsciously looked down at his movements.

Also... it's a bit like it.

Chang Xun held his breath in his throat, but after a while he was amused by his action, and burst out laughing.

His body is still a young boy, his voice is clear and clear, and his laughter has a clear milky sound, echoing a few times in this empty stone wall dome, the sound passes through Su Changfeng's eardrums, like a clear spring flowing .

Su Changfeng was stunned, lowered his eyes slightly, and concealed the agitated look in his eyes, but his expression was still a little silly.

He stretched out his hand and said nonchalantly, "Let go of your hand, and give me your lifeblood. Add a friend and start working, dawdling."

He suddenly pulled Chang Xun's hand, and before Chang Xun had time to react, Su Changfeng's fingers touched the back of his hand.

He shuddered and held down his personal terminal firmly, with a look of resignation to death, and refused to let go.

At this point, it is impossible for Su Changfeng not to find the problem.

He exerted his strength calmly, trying to push Chang Xun's hand away, but kept saying, "Hey, it seems that there is something you don't want to show me, Su Xiaoming."

He really hit the spot.

Chang Xun's mind is in a mess right now—his account main page still has the user name "Futu" written on it.

As long as he let go, the personal terminal will project the personal homepage of Xingwang, and Su Changfeng can see the bright user name at a glance.

He didn't forget what story he made up before.

If Su Changfeng saw it, he couldn't imagine what he would say then.

He tightly clutched his personal terminal, managed to spare some strength, and quickly said: "Su Changfeng!! Little Golden Retriever!!! Give me—let go——"

"Who are you talking about—little golden retriever???" Su Changfeng used both hands, and he pulled out Chang Xun's fingers one by one, as if he didn't expect this young man to be so strong at this time. He said out of breath, "What the hell are you not letting me see, what are you watching!?"

Sweat was already dripping from Chang Xun's forehead.

After all, he only has a second-level physical strength. With Su Changfeng's hands working together, he can only watch in despair as Su Changfeng peels off his fingers one by one.

Finally, he broke away Chang Xun's exhausted hand. Su Changfeng's hand was a little pale, but his expression was full of anticipation.

He didn't dare to blink at all, and followed the projected light to look over.

Chang Xun was completely stunned.

When his hand was opened, he took a step back inertially, and the projection of his personal terminal appeared between the two of them.

His personal homepage was clean, except for Star Wars Network's challenge record and username, there was nothing.

He frantically clicked on the projection a few times, wanting to quickly close this interface, never thinking that the click was wrong in a panic, and opened the friend list.

The friend list is even more empty, with only one person lying cleanly.

wind first.

Chang Xun is going crazy.

He let out a miserable "ah", knowing that the few seconds just now were enough for Su Changfeng to see everything clearly.

He covered his face with his hands, closed his eyes tightly, and didn't dare to look at Su Changfeng's current expression at all.

Chang Xun quietly took a step back.

No sound was heard.

He covered his face tightly and took another step back gently.

There was a cold touch on his back—he had already touched a pile of metal, and there was no way he could retreat.

Chang Xun hurriedly lowered his head and stood there quietly listening to the movement.

The cool wind blowing in from outside the cave stirred his exposed skin little by little, but he didn't feel cold at all.

I just felt that there seemed to be a cold gaze looking at him.

But apart from the sound of the wind, there was no movement.

Chang Xun's heart has now shrunk into a quail, wishing he could find an eggshell to get in and never come out again.

Forget it, early death and early rebirth——

"Brother Su," he slowly put down his hands covering his face, raised his head with blushing cheeks, his voice had a unique magnetism and clearness of a teenager, and he deliberately softened his tone, with a coquettish tone, " Shall I buy you the best canned cat food?"

Such a great condition!

He looked up at Su Changfeng with a tragic look in his eyes like a sacrifice.

The person standing in front of him took a few steps forward.

He walked directly to his feet, not even giving him a little space, and he could touch the man's chest with a slight movement.

Su Changfeng was a little taller than him, and he could only see Su Changfeng's expression clearly by looking up.

The man is smiling.

It's not the usual unscrupulous smile, but an obvious fake smile.

Su Changfeng supported the metal block behind Chang Xun with one hand, gently pinched Chang Xun's slightly red cheeks with the other hand, and said in a low voice: "Cat-can-head?"

Every word he draws is extremely long, with an unidentified ending sound.

His sleeves have been rolled up, and the arm with the breath of an adult is right next to Chang Xun's head, exuding a little freshness that can only be found in the form of the Changfeng Star Beast.

Chang Xun's mind was twisted into a ball, and he subconsciously said with a strong sense of survival: "Canned rabbit?"

Always like one, right?

Su Changfeng: "..."

He couldn't hold back his smile.

He looked down at the young man in front of him who rarely showed a tense expression, wishing he could directly bite him and eat him into his stomach, he felt the most primitive desire of a beast aroused all over his body, wanting to bite the man's slightly moving lips.

"Su Xiaoming," he called the boy's nickname, "I've seen all the username and friend list."

Sure enough.

Chang Xun wailed, and wanted to cover his face again, but just as he raised his hand, Su Changfeng grabbed it instantly.

Su Changfeng didn't seem to think it was enough, so he turned around hard, and pulled him directly to the chest that was so close in front of him.

He heard Su Changfeng's heartbeat.

The man's voice came from directly above, and every word made him want to bury himself with these metal piles.

"Small eyes and big mouth?"

"..."

"Buggy?"

"..."

"A broken nose?"

"..."

Su Changfeng felt that smoke was coming from his head, and his brain was hot with anger.

He held Chang Xun's hand tightly, lowered his head slightly, leaned close to Chang Xun's ear, put away his gnashing of teeth, and said lightly, "...is he still bald?"

Chang Xun: "..."

"Why are you silent, Mr. Su, a bald and strong man?"

Chang Xun: "........."

Terrible!

……

Meng Xuan walked in the front, followed by a large number of members of the intelligence department.

With the light in his hand, he walked forward carefully step by step.

After they cleaned up the puppet A, they continued to move forward. Unexpectedly, Su Changfeng, who was originally behind them, told them a meeting point ahead, saying that he would wait for them there.

"Hey, how did our minister and Su Ming do it? We obviously finished the transmission work earlier than them, why did they arrive so much earlier than us?" Meng Xuan mumbled, "It was still behind us before, why? Are you waiting for us right now?"

Huo Qiya had long been accustomed to Meng Xuan's talkative personality, so she glanced at him, said nothing, and continued to focus on manipulating the detection instrument in her hand.

Meng Xuan continued to mutter: "There are so many institutions along the way!!! The two of them, the minister, are actually faster than hundreds of us. It's really evil—"

He stopped suddenly.

The front of him suddenly became empty, and he didn't even need the light in his hand to see a bright light source in front of him.

There were two people standing near the light source, and Meng Xuan couldn't see their faces clearly against the light.

But from the figure alone, Meng Xuan recognized one of them at a glance, and the identity of the other was revealed.

"Minister," he walked quickly to the taller person, turned off the light in his hand, and said with a wooden face, "Why did you arrive at the meeting point earlier than us?"

As he spoke, he saw Su Changfeng's expression.

A little subtle.

Meng Xuan never hides things, before Huo Qiya and others walked up slowly, he yelled: "I rely on brother, what expression do you have?"

He tilted half of his body to the left, looked over Su Changfeng and looked at Chang Xun: "Su Ming, what did you do to our minister? Did you molested him or did you punish him on the spot? He looks like a good woman from a good family now—" —”

"Meng! Xuan!" Su Changfeng squinted his eyes, he seemed to be in a very bad mood, and his tone was cloudy, "Do you want to be demerited?"

Meng Xuan, the spineless one, immediately faltered, retreated a long distance with a sharp sound, and hid behind Huo Qiya, then said in a low voice: "Such a big reaction? It seems that Su Ming really wiped it all out." ..."

Thinking of this, Meng Xuan glanced at Su Changfeng's tall and straight figure from a distance, and Chang Xun's obedient bowing of his head.

If the person who was wiped out was Su Changfeng...

Meng Xuan was embarrassed.