Beautiful and miserable be aesthetics

Chapter 9

Imperial port.

Kon is still waiting for Elan Snow to come out.

"Three hours have passed, and there is no news from the general."

It was already dark, three hours passed, and there was no sign of the general, but there was a lot of hot searches on the star network——

#阿兰斯诺诺给销压销带 Entering the imperial capital and being punished#

#B6 Star Area Bombardment Follow-up, Emperor Rosh Wrath and Severe Punishment#

#Elan Snow Suppression Ring#

It was all news like this, which gradually boiled over two hours ago.At the beginning, Kang Quan contacted people to suppress public opinion, but it didn't work at all, so he knew that the manipulator behind the public opinion on Xingwang this time was probably the royal family.

Before bombarding the B6 sector, he tried to dissuade the general, but unfortunately he failed.Your Majesty's summoning this time is to show the royal posture, in order to give an explanation to the people of the Federation...

The admiral may really be severely punished.

Dr. Kane: "Adjutant, you just asked Captain Blue to take care of the general. Did he reply to you? If the ingredients of the wound medicine really lose their effect as I expected, the longer the delay, the more serious the general's injury may be."

"Let me see."

As soon as Kang Quan clicked on it, a message from Lanzhouhe came over: [Adjutant Kang Quan, I took the wound medicine as you said, but I didn't wait for the general to come out. Your Majesty ordered me to patrol, but I couldn't help you. Feel sorry. ]

[Understood, thank you. ]

After Kang Quan replied, he glanced at the direction of the palace: "I have a bad feeling..."

The sky was overcast, and a large black and purple thundercloud gathered above the port.

……

Tick.

A room surrounded by prismatic mirrors.

The dazzling light is reflected by the mirror, so clean that there is no trace of dust.

In the center of the room is a cross made of glass, to which a man in military uniform is tied, with disheveled silver hair and bowed head.

The blood dripping from his shoulder merged into a shallow puddle on the mirror below, like a sacrificial gift to Satan.

Elan Snow reluctantly opened his eyelids, his eyes slowly focused, and a face was reflected in the mirror below——

His mask was taken off.

The bewildered brain vaguely gave a reaction, so he looks like this.

So familiar yet so strange...

At the moment when he woke up, the chip close to his temple suddenly released a weak current, and the chip rooted in Elansino's brain suddenly trembled, releasing waves that were inaudible to the human ear, but turned into waves that could cut mental fluctuations. sharp knife.

Elan Snow froze in vain, struggling crazily, the chains wrapped around him rattled and pulled taut, and the fragments buried deep in the ruins of memory exploded.

Pieces flashed in front of my eyes.

Like a ferocious beast whose bones have been cramp, he let out an indistinct low growl from his throat, extremely hoarse and terrifying, but unfortunately he was still wearing a restraining ring around his neck, his limbs were weak and he couldn't break free.

The mirror on the ground reflected his purple eyes filled with water vapor, as if they were covered with a mist of sadness.

It was a wisteria forest.

The fluttering wisteria petals dance in the wind, like a dream, falling to the ground like a purple lake.

There were two children with the same appearance squatting under the largest tree.

The shorter boy held a bouquet of petals: "Brother, why are there no violets?"

The brother next to him said: "Although the violet is the national flower of the empire, it is extinct now. There are so many wisterias planted here just because of the similar color."

The little boy half-understood, "But my brother told me that he likes violets the most."

The elder brother smiled and rubbed his younger brother's head: "Violets represent mysterious dreams, just like A Nuo's eyes. My elder brother likes A Nuo, that's why I like violets."

Having said that, my brother has a pity that Violet has become extinct in his eyes.

The little boy threw away the petals, picked up a very small stone on the ground without his brother behind his back, ground it into the shape of a seed, and stuffed it into his brother's hand.

"It's not extinct. These are the violet seeds that the priest gave Arnold," the little boy said loudly, seeing his brother's surprised expression.

"Don't be sad, brother, I want to plant it well, Arnold wants to see the flowers bloom."

"Okay, brother promises you." He placed the seed close to his body with great care.

The dreamlike fragments of memories are torn apart, and the dark spider webs are swallowed deeper and deeper.

Salty tears fell into the winding blood pool on the ground, Ellansno murmured unconsciously, as if weeping and pleading: "Can't...can't forget..."

This memory must not be forgotten, it was the only lie he ever told his brother, and he hadn't had time to explain it clearly.

elder brother……

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A brewing thunderstorm thundered down, and the port of the imperial capital was filled with damp mist.

It wasn't until the rain stopped that Kang Quan received the order from Emperor Luoshi to the administrative office——

Admiral Ellan Snow was fined for staying in the imperial capital for half a month, and the military affairs of the First Legion were temporarily handed over to his generals and Adjutant Kang Dog. The major event was postponed.

"what?!!"

After the news spread, Dr. Kane, who only cared about his patients, was furious, "The general has a high fever, and he has to be punished for half a month? What kind of punishment? Imprisonment or punishment? Can the general get benefits?!"

"I only have this news. The imperial capital is too blocked," Kang Quan rubbed his brows, "But His Majesty has always favored the general. I hope this time it's just a little bit of thunder and rain."

That's what he said, but he didn't know what to do. After all, there were only orders from the administrative department, and they didn't receive any news from the general.

"What now?"

Kang Quan: "You stay here with a group of people. If His Majesty summons you, you can go there immediately. I will go back to the base and explain what will happen in the next half month, and wait for the general to come out."

The internal situation of the imperial capital is unknown, and the admiral has made countless enemies. Now I just hope that I can come out safely by then.

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Lan Xia seemed to have sensed something, and looked up at the hazy night sky.

"Teacher, the front is the range of the Northwest Starfield."

Alger and the others stopped at the entrance of the Northwest Starfield.

It is chaotic and disorderly here, there are no soldiers stationed in the star field, only people belonging to different anti-federal forces come in and out, and they are in a hurry.Seeing Alger and his group of four or fifty people, they just glanced over.

"teacher?"

"...Well, let's go in." Lan Xia recovered.

Shou Bing was still in a coma, woke up once in the middle, committed suicide, was knocked out again, and was carried into the city by everyone in turn.

There are three largest forces in the Northwest Starfield Division, one is the Xinghui Anti-Federation Organization, the second is the Mercenary Alliance, and the last is the Gray River.

Xinghui is currently the largest anti-federal organization in Northwest China. After Sutu was wiped out, there is a hidden tendency to become the leader.

Members of the Mercenary Alliance earn a living by accepting missions such as assassinations and escorts to receive commissions, while Gray River is an organization specializing in selling information, and the boss behind it is extremely mysterious.

Apart from these three, there are thousands of other forces, big and small, intricate.

If Alger's party of four or fifty people doesn't want to defect to other forces, they can form a small organization of their own.

"Teacher, where are we going next?"

Lan Xian imagined that Xiguang would develop and grow alone, so of course it was impossible to bring these children to join other forces, and if he wanted to settle in the northwest, there was only one way to go.

He turned his gaze to the three-way zone in the north of the star field, with a thoughtful expression.

after an hour.

The lair of a leader of a small faction in the north of the city was taken down cleanly.

The violently destroyed iron gate blew a miserable erhu tune in the wind, and Lan Xia put her foot away from kicking the gate to avoid the flying dust.

He looked at the little leader who was huddled in a ball in the room, and said, "Go, catch him."

His extraordinarily gentle tone was in stark contrast to his demeanor.

"..."

In a trance, Alger knew more about his teacher. He pulled the brothers behind him who were in a dream, and tied up the hapless little boss.

There was no fierce gun battle, no fanfare, and the place officially announced a change of ownership.

The rule of the Northwest Starfield is that only those with big fists have the right to speak. People here submit to the strong, and there is an almost fanatical obsession with conquering and being conquered.

The little boss's territory in Rat's Ridge City was originally snatched by him, but now it was snatched away by a stronger person. Not only was he not dissatisfied, but after he came to his senses, he was particularly dog-legged.

After setting up Shou Bing, Lan Xia handed it over to Alger, and brought a few people to familiarize himself with the surrounding environment.

"My lord! My lord, this is the outskirts of the black market. My brothers usually buy some second-hand guns/guns/ammunitions/medicines here. You can just give them some money. I'm sorry they don't dare to mess with you!"

The little boss nodded and followed behind Lan Xia.

Those who set up stalls in the periphery of the black market do not have the protection of business qualifications. They are the most chaotic, mixed with fish and dragons, and there are many people who can't buy or sell.

Lan Xia swept across both sides of the street. Most of the items sold here were ammunition and other items, but the quality was extremely poor, and they were leftovers from shopping.

Good things are concentrated in the hands of big forces, and a foothold in the northwest, manpower and weapons and ammunition depots are essential.

In the same way, if Xiguang wants to develop, he also needs these things, but the defective products on the street stalls are fine.

Lan Xia looked away: "Take me to the grocery store, I'll do some shopping."

Little boss: "Okay!"

To live here for a while, Lan Xia bought a lot of daily necessities. Before leaving, he caught a glimpse of a row of flowerpots placed in the corner.

Pausing slightly, she stopped and carefully picked out the one she liked the most, and refused the little boss's offer to help hold it. Lan Xia stroked the edge of the flower pot, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, in a good mood.

Unfortunately, the good mood didn't last long.

There was a faint noise from the site he had just snatched, and the room where the ice guard was placed was in chaos. Ice crystals spread wildly on the ground, and the air condensed into fine frost.

Alger: "Stop him! Don't make him go crazy!"

"Go ask the teacher!"

"Tranquilizer!"

Shou Bing's eyes were red, he lost his mind, and roared like a beast, and five people managed to restrain him on the bed.

Jin Daike's forehead was already bruised, and the tranquilizer in his hand pierced Shou Bing's blood vessel, but it didn't work at all.

"Get out of the way!"

The purple mental power swept across the audience, and there was a sudden shock, shattering all the surrounding ice crystals.Lan Xia strode in and pointed at Shou Bing's eyebrows, Shou Bing froze, his pupils suddenly dilated.

"Alger, seal this place and don't let other people in!" Lan Xia glanced at the stunned little boss, "Tell someone to watch him."

The little boss was pressed in a corner, his eyes were blindfolded, his ears were plugged, and he was happy again.

Alger looked at the frost on Shoubing's body: "Teacher, what happened to him?"

"If my guess is right, he should have inherited the gene of the leader of Sutu, and he is also an S-level spiritual power evolutionist, but he is still in the stage of breaking the mirror. If there is no one to guide him, there may be a mental storm like now. .”

Alger asked in surprise: "S-level evolutionary, mental storm?"

"Correct."

Psychic storm is the exclusive term for S-level evolutionary in the broken mirror stage. Once it occurs, it will fall into madness and attack everyone around it unconditionally, which is extremely dangerous.

Normally, mental power has no attributes, and Shou Bing is a special case, and mental power contains such a strong chill.

Moreover, this cold air can still follow the flow of mental power and invade other people's bodies, which is extremely overbearing.

The frost that condensed on Lan Xia's fingertips began to spread, and it was bitingly cold.

"Deke, go prepare some hot water, Alger, keep the room safe, I need to clear his mind."

He wrapped Shou Bing with mental power, the young man was slender, and had been in a state of being knocked out for the past few days, haggard like a poor little animal that had been abused.

Lan Xia sighed, the mental power invaded Shou Bing's body, the two mental powers of ice white and lavender connected with each other, and gradually, the tyrannical factor in the air began to slowly decrease.

Alger is an A-level spiritual power evolutionist. Although his mental power cannot be externalized, he can still keenly perceive the changes in the atmosphere. He once again intuitively felt the strength of his teacher.

No one disturbed them, except for the little boss who was crying in the corner, everyone breathed lightly. Jin Daike brought in a bucket of smoky hot water and put it beside him lightly.

The mental grooming began to finish, and Lan Xia's hair was also condensed with a little frost.

He slowly withdrew his hands, and the mental power lingering around his side dissipated.

Loosening his frozen and numb wrist, Lan Xia said, "Okay, throw him into the hot water." Mental strength is strong, but physical fitness can't keep up, and it's easy to be frozen out of trouble.

Everyone frantically lifted Shou Bing, who was cold and stiff, and carefully put it into the water. The temperature of the water obviously began to drop, and the thin frost covering Shou Bing's body was about to start to melt.

Lan Xia reminded: "Soak it until his body temperature is normal before taking it out."

He controlled his mental power to dispel the cold air attached to his body, and the frost on the tip of his hair turned into water droplets. Everything went smoothly, but when the mental power circulated to the meridians in his abdomen, it was extremely sluggish.

The cold air was like maggots attached to the bones, lingering in his stomach that had been pierced by shrapnel and was extremely slow to heal itself.

Alger said carefully: "Teacher, do you need hot water?"

"Do not……"

The abdomen was throbbing suddenly, Lan Xia paused, and coughed out a mouthful of cold blood wrapped in her lips.

The blood was coughed up, not to mention Alger, Lan Xia himself was also stunned, he subconsciously hid his blood-stained hands back.

The author says:

Teacher Lan Xia: (repair cat hides paw jpg.)

Alger & Jin Deke: Puppy Bala.

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Hey, Lan Xia is Uncle Gong's vest. In order to keep the whole article out of the play, most of the presentations to the babies are just some psychological descriptions of him as an older brother.

After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to use this way of writing. It can be seen that Uncle Gong is divided into two roles, and he is an immersive actor. He is a master of drama.