Help! I buried a crazy husband in the interstellar burial

Hua Qing coldly ordered the people of the 137th Legion to leave the Alien Plant Star and send her back to the Hua family on the Imperial Star.

Jian Shangming did not refuse and agreed. Jiang Chi couldn't help but look at him.

"Why are you going back at this time? Don't you care about Hua Ran?" Jiang Chi asked.

"I don't care whether she lives or dies." Hua Qing became more certain in her heart that Hua Ran was a love-brained person and would die at the hands of a man sooner or later, and she hated love-brained women the most.

Jiang Chi was speechless. Didn’t you say a few days ago that the Hua family was protective of their people and would save Hua Ran’s life no matter what?

How come women change so quickly?

"So the 137th Legion is going to attack the Thirteenth Army?"

"That's unlikely. Jian Shangming is very slippery. I seriously suspect that the prince has some plan. Some people with long arms are going to be in trouble. I've said it before, the prince is already useless, there's no need to spend so much time on him, but he just wouldn't listen."

Jiang Chi said nothing more and returned to his room in a somewhat depressed state. He didn't want to think about anything now and just hoped that his departure could reduce the attention of the aristocratic families on the Thirteenth Army.

He asked for nothing else but that the major general and the 13th Army would be well.

Hua Ran and Ling Xiao are now in the space of the Dragon Whip.

Different from Xiao Ai's mecha space, a void world like outer space, Yulong Whip's space is a complete small world. However, this world is too small, only the size of a small village, with rugged rocks, dried up water sources, and no grass.

Yulongbian blushed a little: "It can hold things. Wait...when I have the complete power of the Nine Dragons, the space will become a real small world, and I can plant things."

Hua Ran and Ling Xiao looked at each other. Well, now they have a place to store the supplies. At least it can be guaranteed that the spiritual energy will not be lost. It is a good storage space.

Hua Ran asked the Dragon Whip: "Master Whip, what is Xiao Ai's current situation? How are you going to cultivate your weapon spirits in the future?"

"Xiao Ai's appearance is not unexpected. Your man is the heir to this world empire. The dragon vein is inextricably linked to the Ling family. If you are not a Feng Shui master, no one else can use the dragon vein, let alone absorb it directly."

"And the Green Cloud Vine in the Alien Forest is also a reckless one. It ate several Black Dragon Veins. It's more manly than me. I feel like it's a time bomb. When the time comes, it will blow a hole in the sky with a bang."

Hua Ran quickly stopped the Dragon Whip and said, "Can Xiao Ai absorb the dragon veins to grow further?"

"That's unlikely. It's not a Feng Shui device and can't bear the cause and effect of the dragon vein. It just needs to continue to eat spirit crystals."

Ling Xiao pondered for a moment and asked, "Will there be life energy bodies like Xiao Ai in future refinements?"

"That's not clear. It depends on what this world means. But since you can have a spiritual beast that can speak human language, there should be weapon spirits in the future."

Ling Xiao thought about it and decided to give up on this vague and unrealistic thing. He wondered what kind of situation Xiao Ai had encountered that would cause her to change.

After discussing these things, Hua Ran and Ling Xiao began to think about how to plan the space for the Dragon Whip.

Let’s build a house first, so that they can have somewhere to live when they move in later.

Hua Ran and Ling Xiao huddled together in front of the computer. Hua Ran offered suggestions, and Ling Xiao quickly built a rough 3D model.

Hua Ran chose to build a Chinese courtyard house. When the space world is upgraded in the future, it will definitely have beautiful scenery like the fields and plains.

Ling Xiao felt that it was not enough, so following Hua Ran's suggestion, he added a few strokes to create a luxurious Chinese-style manor.

"Ling Xiao, this is good, I like it."

Ling Xiao curled his lips and smiled, and took out the drawings of the jewelry and wedding dress he designed for her, and asked for her opinion.

Hua Ran was a little shy. They got married right after they started dating. It felt so fast.

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, he felt that it was too slow, he wanted Hua Ran to be his wife and his as soon as possible.

The wedding is still several months away and he can't wait.

Hua Ran hesitated for a moment, then began to look carefully at the wedding dresses and jewelry designs here.

Seeing Hua Ran frowning and not saying anything, Ling Xiao asked, "If you are not satisfied, we can change it now."

Hua Ran was a traditional Chinese monk in her previous life. She is not very satisfied with the current Western-style weddings in StarCraft. If she really holds a wedding, she would prefer a Chinese-style wedding.

Hua Ran turned off the computer. In ancient times, Chinese women would embroider their own dowries when they got married. She wanted to try whether she could make the same thing by refining equipment.

"Ling Xiao, I want to hold a Chinese-style wedding."

"Is it like the elements of this manor? There are indeed records of it in the ancient Blue Star period. I will study it when the time comes. I will definitely give you a satisfactory wedding."

Hua Ran knew that she came from Earth, but she didn't know what the connection was between Ancient Blue Star and Earth. Interstellar history was too long, and the history of Ancient Blue Star was only recorded in detail in the Imperial Military Academy.

Hua Ran plans to focus on learning more about this aspect of history when she enters school next year.

"Well, okay, I'll try to see if I can make the wedding dress with the refining equipment."

Ling Xiao nodded in agreement. Hua Ran should continue to refine it, as he couldn't stop designing.

If Hua Ran really cannot be made, just find a craftsman to make the wedding dress quickly, it won’t delay anything.

Ling Xiao pulled Hua Ran out of the space and developed the habit of eating on time so that his body would not be weakened when the cold wave came.

"I don't want to eat spiritual food. I'm tired of it recently. I want to change my taste. I want to eat non-mutated food." Hua Ran complained.

If other people were here, they would definitely scold her. What kind of conditions are she in? She is so picky about food.

Ling Xiao touched her head and said lovingly, "I know you are tired of eating truffles, but the strong genes still need to be improved. After a few more days, it should be almost upgraded to A-level. I can share half of my meal with you today. This shredded chicken porridge is stewed in a casserole. You should like it."

"If you really can't eat the spiritual food, I've kept all the blood rouge spiritual peaches I brought back a few days ago for you. You can eat some more spiritual peaches."

Hua Ran listened to him. In fact, she felt sorry for Ling Xiao as he could only eat non-mutated ingredients, so she planned to eat with him.

She first ate a juicy blood rouge, which was plump and juicy, with a strong peach fragrance. She found it delicious, so she picked up another one and ate it.

Ling Xiao watched her eat without saying anything to her. He took the grilled steak in front of her, cut it into small pieces, and fed it to her from time to time.

After Hua Ran finished a small piece of grilled steak, she had a bowl of truffle steamed egg. The whole meal was arranged clearly by Ling Xiao.

Hua Ran picked up the shredded chicken porridge, took two sips, and found that she couldn't eat any more. She had overestimated her appetite.

If you waste food in the interstellar space, you will be struck by lightning.

Ling Xiao looked at her bulging belly, brought the porridge over and prepared to eat it.

Hua Ran was a little dazed. She felt that eating each other's leftovers was a very intimate thing between a man and a woman.

If she remembered correctly, Ling Xiao was a mysophobe.

“That’s what I had left.”

Ling Xiao looked up at Hua Ran, staring at her lips, and said meaningfully, "Sweet, hot, soft, and very fragrant."