Transmigrating into the only holy female in the interstellar world, the orcs who have no descendants

Kyle stood there quietly, staring at the gradually closing space crack, as if his whole world was slowly closing with it. He closed his eyes and his lips tightened slightly.

The next second, he suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze as sharp as a knife, instantly fixed on a certain point in the void. His expression changed from a moment ago to a cold and fierce one, and a storm seemed to gather in his eyes. He raised his hand, and with a slight movement of his fingers, he gently pointed at a certain point in the void.

"Do you think I really can't see you?" Kyle's voice was low and a little cold.

As his words fell, a muffled groan echoed from the void, as if a crack had been torn open in space. A vague figure loomed, like an undercurrent forced to the surface, undulating in the space, yet maintaining an indistinct outline.

Kyle stared coldly at the ethereal figure, frowning slightly.

Why was he following?

But now, he has no choice.

"Go ahead," Kyle's voice remained calm, yet revealed a hint of irresistibility. "Protect her."

The blurred figure paused for a moment, and the air seemed to solidify because of this brief stillness.

Then, the figure trembled suddenly, like ripples on the water surface when a stone was thrown into it, and in an instant it turned into an afterimage, rushing towards the space crack that was about to close at an almost invisible speed.

The moment the afterimage disappeared, Kyle only heard a short response: "...Yes, I will."

……

Luo Xi fell rapidly in mid-air, feeling the whistling sound of the wind past her ears, her heart almost jumping into her throat.

This scene seems familiar...

This time, there should be no Fanxiao below who can catch her.

I don't know how they are doing now...

At this moment, a familiar electronic sound finally rang in my mind.

[Host, don't panic!] System 001's voice was as calm and composed as ever. [You are now a Level 4 Psychic. This level is just a small matter for you.]

Luo Xi felt a little relieved when she heard this, and she also relaxed about her free fall. Then she remembered that this guy didn't show up no matter how she called him.

"001? Why didn't you say anything just now?"

[General Kyle is already a Saint, halfway to the Saint level... cough! In short, Saint-level warriors have extremely sharp perceptions. I dare not appear before him rashly.]

"...I see." Luo Xi muttered softly.

She quickly caught her breath and glanced downward.

There seemed to be a winding mountain road below, and the ground was rapidly approaching. Her body instinctively took over.

With a light tap of the toes, the body flipped lightly in the air and landed neatly and steadily on the ground like a light cat.

When her feet touched the ground, her movements were clean and smooth, without making any unnecessary sounds.

After landing, Luo Xi couldn't help but be stunned. She looked at her hands while breathing slightly, and she couldn't believe that she could handle such a situation so easily.

However, she quickly recovered, straightened up, and her eyes instantly became alert. She felt a burst of strange looks from all around, and when she turned around, she saw a group of young people in gorgeous clothes not far behind her, staring at her in shock, as if they had seen something incredible.

Donkey brand, Guchi, Proda...

Looking at the clothes these young people were wearing, Rosie finally confirmed one thing.

She really returned to Blue Star.

The people in front of her were obviously all rich second-generations. They had dazed expressions on their faces, as if they had not yet recovered from the scene of her suddenly falling from the sky.

Among them, a young man was half-kneeling on the ground in a mess, his whole body covered with mud and dust, with several bloodstains on his face. There was pain and helplessness in his eyes, and the bruises at the corners of his mouth were particularly glaring on his fair face.

Obviously, a one-sided fight just happened here.

Luo Xi frowned slightly. She had just experienced an incident and was in no mood to be a "messenger of justice."

She just wanted to find a quiet place to settle down as soon as possible.

Yet she didn't want to cause trouble.

But some people were unwilling to let her go.

Wang Youzhi, the leader, looked at the woman who suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes revealing greed and ill intentions.

His eyes roamed over Rosie's body unscrupulously, as if he was looking at his possessions.

The beauty in front of me has delicate and beautiful facial features, as if she doesn't exist in this world.

In comparison, the third-rate little starlet he had just kept a few days ago, who was known for being a vase, pales in comparison.

He licked his lips, a self-proclaimed elegant smile on his face. He raised his hand to cover his lips and coughed, and by the way, "inadvertently" showed the Patek Philippe he had just bought in his hand: "Beautiful lady, just leave like that? Don't you want to know me?"