It is not scary to see others die because we have never met each other. But only when we see the person we love the most die can we clearly understand what separation is like. Long Xiaoqi kissed Zhao Ying, and was so gentle that he became wild. She even pushed Long Xiaoqi down on the bed, took off his clothes without reason, but in the end she coughed and vomited blood and ended halfway.

"Well... Xiaoqi, I'm sorry, my body can't hold on anymore." Zhao Ying lay on Long Xiaoqi's chest, closed her eyes and murmured: "Actually, I want to be a woman... Well, they are almost dead, and I don't know how to be a woman..."

It's not like this, Long Xiaoqi knows it's not like this. Zhao Ying is not going to be a woman for herself, she wants to give him everything that can be given to him by Long Xiaoqi while she is still alive, including this body that is almost out of reach.

"When your injury is healed, I'll let you do it seven times a night for a month!" Long Xiaoqi sniffed and hugged Zhao Ying tightly and said, "Isn't it just a taste of a woman? A small matter! As long as you are well, everything will be fine."

"Well..." Zhao Ying's eyelashes trembled gently, as gentle as a cat.

At this time, a level strong man is no different from an ordinary person. He is all human beings and normal people. After taking off the armor of a lower-level strong man and letting go of everything, he may not be as strong as an ordinary person's pressure resistance. This is a human being, a fragile person, and all the scenery is just passing by.

Zhao Ying, who was lying on Long Xiaoqi's chest with enjoyment, suddenly felt the man under her move, stretched out her hands and pushed her away bit by bit, and sat up from the bed.

"Well...what's wrong?" Zhao Ying asked.

"The ghost soldier is here." Long Xiaoqi stood up and said to Zhao Ying: "Stay here, I'll go find him."

"Yeah..." Zhao Ying focused heavily.

Long Xiaoqi walked out of the room and walked towards the ghost soldier who was walking in mechanical steps. He was not trying to fight with the other party, because the facts have proved that even if he tried his best, he could not kill the pervert in front of him. This was an invincible existence.

The ghost soldier stopped and stood there expressionlessly, like a sculpture. His eyes, without any emotion, were staring straight ahead forty-five degrees, motionless.

"Plop!"

Long Xiaoqi knelt heavily in front of the ghost soldiers and lowered his head deeply. He begged, begging the ghost soldiers to let them go and let him take Zhao Ying out to heal. Even if he didn't know whether it could be cured, he would not give up as long as there was a glimmer of hope. At this moment, he didn't care whether the other party had independent personality thinking ability. He had to do what he should do, and he had to ask for what he should ask for!

Zhao Ying, who was waiting against the threshold, cried again, and the happiness in her tears became deeper.

"Let us out, I will..."

Before he finished speaking, the ghost soldier lifted him up, took mechanical steps and walked to the door to put him down.

"Reproduction." The ghost soldiers made an emotional voice.

He reached out and pressed it at a position on the glass wall. Clear images and sounds immediately appeared on all sides of the house. In all directions, there were scenes of men and women being together, doing human reproduction.

"Well... what he wants is genes." Zhao Ying held Long Xiaoqi and said with a smile: "Often people probably don't like it. Only the best can be selected as the target of reproductive genes. Xiaoqi, your right arm was interrupted by you? Haha, my Xiaoqi is really amazing!"

The right arm of the Ghost Soldier was broken more than one section, all of which were interrupted by the layering of dark force accumulated by Long Xiaoqi and eight flashes. This is not something that will be cured in a short while, even if it has been connected, it will have to rest for several months. At this time, the right arm of the Ghost Soldier was tied to his body to maintain the balance of body movement.

"I interrupted it. I don't know why I was suddenly so strong. Maybe I really want to die." Long Xiaoqi shook his head and said unfortunately: "This is a machine, maybe I don't understand what I mean by kneeling down."

"Well... he doesn't understand, he won't understand." Zhao Ying nodded.

The ghost soldier stretched out his intact left hand and pushed the two into the room, closed the door and turned away. His eyes had no emotion, his voice had no color, and the command had been burned in the deepest part of his mind, the simplest one or several.

Being locked in the house, Long Xiaoqi and Zhao Ying sat on the bed, looking at the reproduction scenes played on the surrounding walls... It’s not that they don’t want to reproduction, but that their bodies are really not good. Even if they see a blood-spraying scene, they can’t do anything.

"Damn, this girl's mimi is so big? She can cover people to death in one go!" Long Xiaoqi, who was staring at the screen, blinked and continued to comment: "Hey, Zhao Ying, look, this girl is pretty, why do you look a little that... familiar? And this girl... Damn! Isn't she that person?"

As he looked, Long Xiaoqi's eyes widened because he saw that the women on the screen looked so familiar. If he had not admitted his mistake, they would be the most popular international movie stars more than ten years ago!

"Well... mine is not small either." Zhao Ying, who was standing beside him, smiled: "The bra you bought for me last time is very unfit, it feels a little unwilling to wrap it up."

"Uh..." Long Xiaoqi scratched his head and looked at Zhao Ying awkwardly and said, "I don't know how big you are. It's already very good if you can buy it. This, this... is really quite big? Can I...hehehe..."

Zhao Ying closed her eyes, her eyelashes flashed. A blush began to appear on her sallow face, and the scar on her lying on it turned dark red due to the stimulation of the blood. This was allowed, and this was silent acquiescence.

Long Xiaoqi held his breath, slowly stretched out his hands, and gently unbuttoned Zhao Ying's button: one, two, three...

"Cough cough cough cough...Cough cough cough cough...Puff!Puff!"

Suddenly, Zhao Ying made a violent coughing sound, spewing out two mouthfuls of blood, dyeing her whole chest red. Her eyes showed a strong apology, annoyed by her incompetence. She knew what Long Xiaoqi wanted, especially in this environment; she wanted to give everything she had before she died, but she could not do it at all...

"Well, Xiaoqi, I'm sorry." Zhao Ying said with a guilty look on her face: "Maybe, maybe..."

"Hehe, what's this? When your injury is healed, let's see how I play!" Long Xiaoqi said with an evil look on his face: "I want to play with tying, mom, tie the genius general to play. That's exciting, hehehe..."

Zhao Ying thought about it seriously, nodded vigorously, allowing Long Xiaoqi to use this method.
Chapter completed!