Interstellar arranged marriage: The big guys rose after being deposed

When Qiu Ling came out of the workshop, it was already past dinner time and Wu Yan had come looking for him.

She pursed her lips and smiled, with unfulfilled excitement in her eyes, and stuffed Yan Zhao's ring and the one Wu Yan gave her at noon back one by one.

"Yan Zhao, drop a drop of blood on the ring. After the blood is absorbed, place it on your forehead and slowly sense it... Your mental strength has not recovered, so I have changed the refining steps. After the refining is completed, you can silently recite a hidden word!"

Yan Zhao's previous ring looked like a high-quality imitation of an antique, exquisite and beautiful with a lustrous luster. But now, as he held the gray, smaller ring that seemed much more reserved and low-key, he felt a chill in his heart.

He looked at his wife, whose eyes were full of confidence, and silently thought that this was a good match for him, so he couldn't hit or scold her. If the ring was lost, he could earn crystals to buy another one!

Facing Wu Yan's sympathetic and gloating gaze, Yan Zhao followed Qiu Ling's method expressionlessly, biting his fingertips to squeeze out blood to refine the ring on his left ring finger.

The blood dripping on the ring should have slid off, but the ring was like it was made of paper and was stained by the blood.

He was startled and held his breath, placing the ring on his forehead to sense it.

Yan Zhao felt as if some of his mental power had been drained away. After circulating along the ring for a few circles, he completely sensed the existence and ownership of the ring!

Moreover, the ring disappeared from his left ring finger, leaving only a delicate and small anchor tattoo.

He was stunned in the same place for a rare time. A space of one thousand square meters and ten meters high suddenly became five thousand square meters and twenty meters high, expanding ten times, and the speed of time increased a hundred times. What on earth is the concept of this?

It was like an ordinary citizen was suddenly told that he owned a flying shuttle. He was so overwhelmed with joy that he didn't know how to express it.

Qiu Ling stood on tiptoe and tapped his forehead, "Yan Zhao, come back to your senses!"

Yan Zhao hugged her tightly in his arms, "My dear, how come you are so capable? How can I be so lucky to match you?"

He felt that God was watching over him. In trying to rescue the students, he had suffered severe mental damage and lost his combat power. His rank had also dropped from the envied SSS level to A level. So many people in real life and on the Internet were showing him the sharp edge of language.

So what if he saved their lives? Humans are the most forgetful animals. Even the students he saved felt ashamed of him, a half-disabled A-level fighter.

The families of the students who died felt that he did not try his best and that so many lives were lost!

He felt that those two years were more bitter and difficult than the twenty years he had lived.

Even when he knew that he was arranged to marry by the system, he actually felt cold and desperate deep in his heart. He couldn't imagine himself being despised by his wife and sworn brothers.

Fortunately, she was Qiu Ling, the sweet girl he felt fond of the first time they met.

There is love at first sight in this world...

Qiu Ling smiled and hugged him back, "Yan Zhao, you are all amazing. I don't know how many women have thought of you as the person they wanted to marry.

Your life is long. Who knows when the opportunity comes and you will be able to jump out of the muddy pit and fly into the sky.

Don't deny yourself completely just because your mental strength is damaged. Don't follow the evil people and lower yourself to the dust.

My Qiu Ling's men are all potential dragons in the abyss!"

Wu Yan was somewhat touched, and laughed softly, "Only you would think this way. We have no fighting power at all, and we can't even protect ourselves. We are regarded as half-disabled in the interstellar space."

"Yes, dear, when your spiritual power was devoured by the evil spirit, how did those people for whom you usually made pills treat you?"

Yan Zhao hugged Qiu Ling adoringly, rubbing against her like a big dog, not knowing how to express her inner joy.

Qiu Ling's eyes flickered slightly. If the original owner was here, she would definitely be devastated. However, she had lived for more than two thousand years, and there were too many things stored in her sea of ​​consciousness. Any one of them she picked out at random would be enough for her to gain a foothold in the interstellar space. She was confident and naturally not panicked.

"So, we are in the same boat," Qiu Ling chuckled.

Yan Zhao stroked the mark of the anchor, held Qiu Ling's shoulders, and pulled her away to look at her hand.

Qiu Ling has a blue fox tail tattoo on her left little finger, but her ring finger has a tattoo of a ship's rudder!

Wu Yan also noticed it, and immediately handed over the white jade storage ring on his thumb, "Lingling, you can't favor one over the other."

Qiu Ling took it with a smile, and probed inside with his spiritual sense, and found that it was two storage rings of one thousand square meters stacked on top of each other.

However, more than 90% of the 2,000 square meters of space was used by Wu Yan.

"Okay, tomorrow morning, I will refine your storage ring first!"

Wu Yan nodded: "Lingling, take a look at the things in here to see if there is anything you can use.

I don’t usually have any fancy items, but when I’m gathering, if I come across something good, I’ll buy it first with crystals.”

When the amount of crystals reaches a certain level, they are just a string of beautiful numbers, while most of the good materials are hard to come by and priceless!

Qiu Ling naturally saw it and smiled: "Okay, I'll try it out later and see what good things I can make."

Wu Yan has a long-term vision. The supplies collected in the two storage rings have been accumulated for many years.

Seeing this made her want to roll up her sleeves, turn around and work hard in the workshop without sleep or food!

When they returned to the camp, a bonfire was lit in the square, and several family members came over with smiles and invited them to have a barbecue and relax.

The soldiers are fighting intensely on the front lines and their nerves are tense for a long time, which causes great damage to their mental strength. They need appropriate entertainment to relax their nerves.

Singing, dancing, eating barbecue around the campfire and venting the suppressed emotions is a way for everyone to find joy in suffering.

Wu Yan held Qiu Ling's hand and walked to the square, where he was called over by Yuan Su.

"General Wu, bring my sister-in-law over here. There are a lot of black crabs cooked in the pot, each one is fatter than the other, and there are also a lot of fish and shrimps!"

Sitting next to the bonfire were army commanders, staff officers and division commanders, so naturally the good things were delivered there first.

Wu Yan was not polite and took Qiu Ling and Yan Zhao to sit over. He nodded to everyone, then scooped up a few crabs and started to peel them for Qiu Ling together with Yan Zhao.

Yuan Xu was holding a roasted bamboo rat leg in his hand, his mouth full of oil. When he saw Qiu Ling, he ran over, but the seats on both sides were occupied, so he just squatted down in front of Qiu Ling!

"Sister, didn't you tell me to come play with you? But you weren't in the shuttle!" He bit his flesh viciously and hummed in dissatisfaction.

Wu Yan glanced at him and said, "Call me auntie."

Yuan Xu nodded repeatedly with his black and white eyes shining: "General Wu, whatever you say is what it means. You can even let me call her Auntie!"

Qiu Ling leaned on Wu Yan's shoulder and smiled, "I am your aunt. I have become your elder from being one generation below you. Come on, General Wu, call me aunt."

Wu Yan helplessly stuffed a piece of crab meat into her mouth.

Yan Zhao looked down at his shoulders. Wasn't he as strong and broad as Wu Yan's?

He smiled and leaned over, whispering, "My dear, if you love me, I can call you auntie!"

Qiu Ling simply gave him a slap on the back of his head, indicating that he didn't know this shameless guy.