The days of being cheated on by aliens

Chapter 41

Everyone has seen that, separated by layers of dazzling light, at the center of the cylindrical light body, there is a pearl the size of an apple floating quietly in mid-air.

It was as red as blood, and the stream was shining brightly.

"Tsk," Mu Ping laughed happily, "It turns out that the heart of the scorching sun looks like this...not bad." He glanced at Feng Chaohua, smiled and winked at Jinjin, "Raising a soldier for a thousand days and using a soldier for a while, we will enter this Don’t go, cutie, it’s up to you, please please~”

Jinjin stood dumbly for a moment.

After a while, he slowly took a step.

Both Feng Zhaohua and Prince Minglan focused their gazes on him, and the opposing sides looked at this young man covered in scars, as he staggered step by step towards the huge barrier of light.His ankles were still bleeding, and every step left bloody footprints.

Finally came to the edge of the beam of light.

Only one step away, he was about to step into the beam of light, the young man raised his face slightly, the colorful and flowing light reflected in his eyes, there seemed to be thin tears, but there seemed to be nothing.

He raised his hand, his arm trembling unnaturally, slowly stuck to the outermost layer of light.

If the light layer was real, there was a thin electric sound at the moment of contact, Jinjin trembled all over, and let out a low cry of pain, "Ah!" He then gritted his teeth and held back, half of his body began to tremble. trembling.His hand was pressed against the glossy surface, and the light streamed out through the back of his hand, making his pale hand almost transparent.

"and many more!"

Rong Wei stared blankly at the spot, and finally couldn't help it at this moment, breaking the silence with a loud voice.

"Hey, you wait too~" Mu Ping seemed to be on the sidelines nonchalantly. In fact, the space within a radius of two meters behind Jinjin was under his control, and he was strictly preventing accidents from happening. Running over, dodged, stopped him impartially, greeted him with a smile on his mouth, clasped his wrist mercilessly, pushed Rong Meiren back, and said with a smile, "Young Master Rong, this kind of Then don't lose your temper."

Major General Mu was born with a pair of peach blossom eyes, he often smiles before saying anything, he looks very harmless, but people all over the country know how powerful his force value is, Rong Wei was caught so easily by him, his whole arm became numb immediately, and he felt soft hang down.

This time the pain was so severe that his eyes were black and he could barely catch his breath. Rong Wei paused for a moment stiffly, then struggled fiercely again. Mu Ping had no choice but to continue pressing him, surprised and impatient, and shrugged at the prince. shrug.

Prince Ming Lan looked at Rong Wei, was silent for a moment, and said lightly, "A Rong."

Rong paused slightly.

The prince said flatly: "I told you when you begged me last time that some things are destined to be unsatisfactory. Just think about it in your heart and never say it."

Rong Wei gasped for breath, the last trace of blood was gone on his face, only a pair of eyes were frighteningly red, gradually covered with mist.

The prince's tone was so calm that it was almost cold: "Now I still say the same thing, not to mention that the matter has come to this point, you have no choice." Rong Wei trembled slightly, and his expression suddenly became complicated, anger, shame, pain... In the end, only Desperation remains.The prince looked at him and said gently, "Arong, think about your original intention."

Half of Jinjin's palm has been submerged in the beam of light, only the back of his hand is still outside.

As if being burned by a raging fire, the unbearable pain spread all over the body.

He was just an ordinary young man with a weak personality, usually crying with tears in his eyes when he was in pain as big as a mung bean, but at this time, the pain he suffered was obviously beyond the worst in his life, but he just gritted his teeth and held it back. Not a sound came out, not a single tear shed.

"Hold on."

Jin Jin bit her lip, and was tentatively continuing to reach in, when Feng Zhaohua suddenly spit out two words heavily, urging the heart of the scorching sun with all her strength, and saw that bright red pearl suddenly glowing brightly, and the red light condensed into a straight line , rushing into Jinjin's palm like flowing water.Jinjin snorted and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The prince's expression was cold, and with a flick of his wrist, a wisp of white mist floated straight towards Jinjin, and instantly poured into the young man's body.

The heart of the scorching sun was exerted to the extreme, and the prince's strength was also exerted to the extreme. The two of them were facing each other, neither of them could suppress the other.

There was a stalemate like this.

This is the final piece of the plan.

The prince restrains Feng Chaohua and asks Jinjin to obtain the "Heart of the Scorching Sun."

This is also the most critical link.

As long as the "Heart of the Scorching Sun" can be destroyed, the power of the descendants of the Feng family to restrain the Ming family will no longer exist.

Because of this interruption, the stalemate that was supposed to be stable had no choice but to make an invisible fight. Feng Zhaohua's body flickered, but fortunately Ding Zhan's quick eyes helped him to regain his footing. The prince's face turned pale, his forehead Sweat dripped from his face, and a look of pain flashed across his face. It was only because of the support of Major General Fu that he did not fall down.

Major General Fu raised his hand slightly, and pressed the prince's waist from behind calmly, letting him lean on him.

"Your Excellency the Duke," the prince breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyes, and looked at his old enemy steadfastly, a slight smile slowly appeared on his pale face, "I've come this far, you can't stop me."

Feng Chaohua's complexion darkened, and he snorted: "Even if I don't stop you, do you think you will be able to succeed? You know how powerful this light array is, and at worst it will not be weaker than what you can bear now. This is already It’s your limit. And this child,” he glanced at Jinjin and sneered disdainfully, “although he’s exactly the same as you, let’s not say that he has been sealed for many years, his ability is stagnant, and he doesn’t know anything about it , even if he can catch up with you normally, but now he has been severely injured physically and mentally, far from a normal state, where do you think he can go?"

The prince said indifferently: "Do everything according to the destiny, who can predict whether it will succeed or not? But as far as the moment is concerned, it is not up to you to decide where he can go, but depends on the wishes of your ancestors."

The heart of the sun.

Feng Jiaoyang.

The current Duke didn't answer for a while, Mu Ping suddenly interjected: "Speaking of this, I also feel that it's a pity. In those days, His Majesty Ming Yu's next generation of emperors, why couldn't he prevent—well," he thought for a while, and finally twitched the corner of his mouth, "Some people—can't guard against some people's wolfish ambitions?"

Feng Chaohua said coldly: "Shut up, the ancestors have their own history to judge right and wrong, it's not your turn to dictate."

Mu Ping said with a smile: "Your Excellency, what is said in the book, can you believe it? It's just a lie to children. When you grow up, you will know that some people insult everyone's IQ when they are idle."

Feng Chaohua sneered: "Thousands of years have passed the public opinion, and countless scholars agree, can you turn the world upside down with just a few words?"

Mu Ping let out a chuckle: "Your Excellency, you are joking again, and they agree because they are not here." The blond major general pointed at the strange light body, restrained his smile, and said coldly, "Feng Jiaoyang is a rebellious person, Doing such a despicable thing, imprisoning the power of the gods, forcing His Majesty Ming Yu to be wronged and trapped for the rest of his life, not only that, the descendants of the Feng family have no intention of repenting for thousands of years, and they have imprisoned the Ming family until now. In the palm of your hand—do you dare to speak out these truths?"

He paused for a moment, seeing Feng Zhaohua remained silent, and said again, "If Your Excellency the Duke has a clear conscience, why don't you dare to deploy more manpower and simply arrest His Highness?"

After holding back these words for a long time, Mu Ping finally had the opportunity to pour them out face to face. Mu Ping was not polite: "The internal forces in the army are complicated, and many high-ranking generals have interests related to His Excellency the Duke. Don't dare to disturb them, there are only a few of us, and we can be called weak, and it is not a matter of minutes to win? The Duke wants to do it himself, because he is afraid that the world will know about these shady things of your Feng family. "

Feng Chaohua listened to a mere young major general accusing him, although his face was not good-looking, he did not refute, until Mu Ping finished speaking, and then replied flatly: "The weak prey on the strong, the winner is respected, it is the same in ancient and modern times. Besides—”

The Duke looked at the silent Prince Minglan with a strange look in his eyes, and slowly continued, "Besides, there is always a source for everything, and His Royal Highness should already know the real cause of all this. Let's really investigate, Could it be that your Ming family can have a clear conscience? Can you be justified?"

Mu Ping laughed angrily: "Yo, Your Excellency the Duke is playing this riddle with the intention of making a mess—" Before he finished speaking, the prince suddenly stopped him and said, "Okay, don't talk about it."

Feng Zhaohua snorted coldly, and the prince replied calmly: "Although I understand a little bit, it's just a one-sided opinion of my ancestors. I don't think that's the whole truth. Of course, if Your Excellency the Duke has preconceived it, I have nothing to say." You can talk. It’s just that things have passed for too long after all, no matter what is right and what is wrong, it belongs to the past of the two of them, and future generations should not explore it. What do you think, Your Excellency the Duke?”

A look of anger appeared on Feng Zhaohua's face, and then disappeared quickly, without answering.

The prince was silent for a moment, then smiled softly: "Besides, what I did this time has nothing to do with my ancestors, I just want to seek justice for myself."

Feng Zhaohua sneered disdainfully: "Fairness? What is justice? Accusing me of not being able to see the light, is His Royal Highness very upright?" He pointed to Jinjin, "I will give you ten courages for this child's identity. Do you dare to announce it to the public?"

The prince said indifferently: "Do I dare not say it first, the problem is that if it is announced, His Excellency the Duke will inevitably be involved, and this Liuyue Lake and the Temple of the Scorching Sun will be involved - what does your Excellency the Duke think?"

Feng Chaohua: "..."

The prince exhaled lightly, raised his hand slowly, injected a ray of white mist into Jinjin's body again, and ordered gently: "With my support, nothing will happen. Go, go and get the 'scorching sun'. Heart'."

There were only a few back-and-forths between the two sides. Although there was a lot of information, Jinjin was all focused on resisting the burning pain imposed by the light array. He stretched out a hand with all his strength until the prince regained some vitality. , breathing became a little smoother, and the clothes were soaked with blood and sweat.

Too many things happened this night, and too many truths I heard, I was almost numb, and I didn't know how to react to the movement around me.

He was a little confused and couldn't figure out what was going on.

He was clearly awake all the time, hearing all the words in his ears, but his brain couldn't analyze the specific meaning.

Go get that bead.

The only thing I understood was this sentence.

Every step I take hurts so much, I think I should cry, but at the same time I hold back my breath for no reason, and refuse to cry no matter what.Shinobu's blood was churning, his breathing was difficult, and he refused to make a sound.

Forget it, it must be something very important.Then bear with it.

He rested for a moment, swallowed a mouthful of the fishy-sweet liquid, and tremblingly took the last step.

The toes touched the flowing light.

Under Mu Ping's restraint, Rong Wei suddenly pulled back, and Mu Ping clicked his tongue impatiently, but before he could do anything, Rong Wei said coldly: "Let me go."

Mu Ping snorted.

Rong Wei's face was still pale, but he had obviously calmed down, his eyes were not so red, he didn't look at Mu Ping, but said to the prince: "I understand, I won't hinder anything, just look beside him. Your Highness, please."

The last three words were uttered from the mouth of the arrogant and cold cat prince, not only Mu Ping's expression changed into a = mouth = shape, the prince was also stunned for a moment, Rong Wei met his gaze without evasiveness, his expression Very calm, no abnormalities could be seen, the prince was silent for a moment, then nodded to Mu Ping.

Mu Ping let go.

Rong Wei slowly walked to Jin Jin's side.

A young man from a faraway world, after ignorant growth and sacrifices, after countless gains and losses, and after seven years of living alone with no relatives, he finally stood here according to his pre-set destiny.

He had already stepped into the light array, obviously in severe pain, his whole body was on the verge of falling, trembling had never stopped, sweat came out in big drops, and evaporated quickly.

Rong Wei looked at it for a moment, then slowly stretched out his hand, and gently held the hand that was still outside in his palm.

Jinjin didn't seem to notice it, and was still groping to go inside, but when he reached his arm, he pulled it twice and couldn't pull it out. He was a little confused at first, then seemed to wake up, and asked hesitantly, "My lord?" No Hearing the response, after a while, he whispered again, "Rong—wei?"

Rong Wei had a sore nose and didn't answer.

Jinjin seldom calls his name.Or to be precise, after being scratched on the face, he never called his name again.

When the two first fell in love, Jinjin called him many things. When he was flirting, he was called beauty, when he made a mistake, he was called adult, when he was making out, he was called baby, and in formal occasions, he was usually called Mr. When you are on your mind, call Rong Wei.

At the beginning, I depended on him without any scruples, and I would tell him all my unhappiness, big or small, but then I stopped talking, and I never got tired of chatting together, and I didn’t have all kinds of names. There is one perfunctory "adult" left, who used to call him that to act like a baby, but later it was purely to show that we are not familiar with each other.

"I remember," Jinjin let him pull, and repeated softly, "I remember, I went to a place called Yalin with you."

Rong Wei: "..."

Jinjin's hand trembled slightly in his palm, and her voice trembled, as if she was talking in sleep: "I'm so stupid, how could I forget... No wonder you let me go, in fact, that time was about the same as this time... Did you practice in advance? It hurts too...exactly the same...so painful..."

Rong Wei bit her lip violently, tears welled up in her eyes.

Jin Jin slowly walked into the light formation, Rong Wei still held his hand, neither obstructing nor letting go.

Finally, his hand also touched the outermost layer of light.

It seems to have touched a wall made of stone and steel, which is extremely hard.

"Arong, let go quickly." Prince Ming Lan gently reminded, "That is not ordinary light, it has the magnetic force of the heart of the sun, only the descendants of my Ming family can enter and exit safely."

Only with the strength of the Ming clan can they contend with it.

This is the key usefulness of Jinjin as a tool.

Tools... also, after raising them for so long and looking at them for so long, they are only for this purpose after all.

Rong Wei was thinking soberly and rationally, but her hands were getting tighter and tighter.

"To other people, it's like an iron wall. If you encounter it, just get out of the way, and it won't hurt you, but—" Prince Minglan frowned slightly, and emphasized his tone, "Arong, if you don't let go, this hand It’s going to be impossible to keep it.”

Before the prince finished speaking, Rong Wei felt a sharp, scalding pain from his fingertips!

"Hmm!" He yelled shortly, swallowed it back immediately, and looked at his hand in surprise.At this glance, I couldn't help but gasp.

They just held hands and refused to let go, together with Jinjin, they managed to pass through the outer wall of light, but in the blink of an eye, the part that was in contact with those colorful streamers was gone!

As if being burned by a raging fire, the tip of the index finger was dripping with blood, and the first knuckle, including the flesh and nails, had been devoured, leaving only the bloody severed finger and a piece of white bone.

Rong Wei was stunned for a moment, Jin Jin had already left him, and all of them walked into the light, the colorful light enveloped the frail young man, flowing slowly around him, making the whole person radiant, magnificent and beautiful, like a poem. Chinese picture scroll.

Rong Wei's eyes were blurred, and only one voice remained in his head.

...catch him...catch him... hurry up...

"A Rong!" the prince snapped, "You're dying!——Mu Ping! Stop him!"