Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

Xilin also has a military temperament, but he is not as upright and dignified as Feng Jianli, on the contrary, he has more evil spirit, and also more enchanting.

After a moment's consideration, he consciously displayed his leadership ability, raised his chin and said, "Lantis, from now on, change the direction of your mission and protect the safety of your lover throughout the process. Feng Jianli, you go with me Let’s pay a visit to that wealthy family with a big frame, I’d like to see if they really have no omissions at all.”

Everyone was noncommittal about this arrangement, especially Landis, who readily agreed.

Finally, Xilin looked at Wenman, hesitant to speak.

Wenman was playing with the glass in his hand, drooping his eyes and wondering what he was thinking.

Nan Jing looked at the guy who generously and heartily pushed his fiancé to his love rival with some surprise—is he too confident or didn't take himself seriously at all?

Of course, he would not ask stupidly.

Xilin's attitude towards himself is actually very ambiguous. Even though he always talks with sarcasm, maybe it's Xilin's status that makes him disdain to do some small tricks. Maybe it's because he encountered bad things when he arrived on Solo planet. In fact, Xilin didn't make trouble for him, and even protected him intentionally or unintentionally.

Nan Jing couldn't understand this strange attitude, but as Xi Lin said, now is not the time for a long-term relationship.

The next morning, the Faranda family welcomed two high-status guests—the youngest major of the Imperial Central Military Department and the most prestigious His Royal Highness Xilin.

Needless to say, the military power represented by Feng Jianli, when he came to Sifal Military Academy, the Faranda family had already obtained the information that could be investigated.

The problem is Schilling.

The status of this His Highness is very delicate. On the one hand, he can be seen almost everywhere in various high-level secret diplomatic activities of the royal family. It can be said that he is the image spokesperson of the royal family outside, and his status is not uncommon.

On the other hand, Xilin is not a direct descendant of the royal family, but has a great favor that makes everyone jealous, and the reason is unknown, and his identity is a mystery, so people dare not provoke him. After all, he can't figure out his trump card.

For the Falada family, as long as nobles from the imperial capital are willing to visit their homes, it is definitely something that is enough to show off.

But at this moment, whether it is Feng Jianli or Xilin, they are the group of people that the Faranda family does not want to see the most.

Of course, even if they don't want to see him again, there will be no one so stupid that they push it away. Not only can they not be neglected, but they must also show the highest standard of etiquette to receive them.

The owner of the Berg family respectfully invited Xilin and the two to sit in the garden, but Xilin refused.

"During this journey, I like your manor very much. Thousands of vegetation can be planted on this planet whose soil is not suitable for plants to survive. It can be seen that the Faranda family has a rich family background and strength... No matter how beautiful the scenery in the garden is, it is probably not as colorful as these thousand kinds."

Xilin broke a flower branch in his hand, and praised the Faranda family's manor lightly, seemingly casually, but actually made Berg feel a little uneasy.

These two people arrived suddenly, without any warning, so that Berg had no time to make any arrangements, and who knew if he would notice anything.

Accompanied by Berg, he said: "Your Excellency, you are joking. The scenery here is far from that of Emperor Star. It is really an honor for you to see it."

Xilin and him complimented each other, and after a while, they saw a small road extending inside one day on the side of the main road.

After stopping in his tracks, Xilin looked inside and asked with some interest, "Where does this lead to?"

As he said that, he swaggered inside like the owner of the manor.

The face of the butler standing next to Berg twisted for a moment, and he looked at Berg in a panic. He was glared at by the other party, and immediately lowered his head.

Feng Jianli had a panoramic view of all this calmly.

Berg followed Xilin, walked inside and said calmly: "This is the former residence of my married sister. I haven't seen her for a long time since she married to another galaxy. But because of missing my sister, Let's keep this house."

While speaking, a small villa with a red roof and one hundred walls appeared in front of everyone.

There were two pots of flowers on the window sill. Even though it was the end of summer, these two pots of flowers were blooming very brightly, with plump and swaying petals.

The door was locked from the outside, using fingerprint and pupil double identification. According to the owner of the Berg family, no one except his sister has the key to open the door.

At the same time, Berg expressed very sincerely that if Xilin and Feng Jianli wanted to visit, he could break the glass on his own initiative and enter through the side door.

Xilin smiled, looked inside the French windows on the side of the villa, and left.

Under Berg's emotional invitation, the two stayed at the Faranda family for lunch. It would have been perfect if a maid accidentally knocked the drink over Xilin during the period.

Of course, in order to express his apology and compensation, Patriarch Berg immediately asked someone to take the honorable Duke Shirin to the room to change his clothes.

The beautiful maid took out a handmade suit from the closet, and presented it respectfully to Xilin who was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed.

The opened door was closed silently, the maid was taken aback, and just about to speak, she saw a pair of dark red eyes that were so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off, rippling with golden soft light, like a dream, ecstasy.

"Come on, tell me now, what's your name?"

The voice of singing is ethereal, like a call from the sea.

The maid with dull eyes replied mechanically, "Sanna Grit."

……

From the morning, Landis took Nan Jing to the private gymnasium of the Silver Wing Club for training.

The first is the basic mecha training. Since Nanjing’s mental power level has not improved significantly, Landis only let him get in touch with the intelligent primary mecha first. This is completely different from the previous antique mecha. After the mecha warrior enters the cabin , you can personally feel the connection with the mecha.

But because Nan Jing didn't make a blood contract with the mecha, his sense of consciousness with the mecha is not strong, but it is enough for basic training and basic feelings.

Landis intends to wait for Nan Jing's mental power level to be raised to C level, and then give him a lightweight intermediate mech that is easy to control and consumes less mental power.

Whenever Nan Jing practiced for half an hour, he would be stopped by Landis and pulled down to rest for half an hour.

It’s just that Nan Jing is not very happy. To be honest, he really wants to drive a mech to fight in the air like a real mech warrior as soon as possible, instead of just looking at others with envy, and even being unable to guarantee his own safety. .

That feeling of powerlessness is just awful.

How could Landis not know?

Nan Jing's personal safety was threatened, he was the one who was most worried, his heart almost stopped in fright!

If Nan Jing were the new recruits in the military, Landis would definitely oppress them happily and without pressure, for example, training for eight or ten hours a day was just an appetizer.

However, Nan Jing is the treasure he puts on the tip of his heart, and he can't bear to even fall. As for the training, of course, it must be done step by step and in the best way for the body.

Landis never wanted to see that kind of mental exhaustion in his life.

Nan Jing's ability to perceive is very good. He has become familiar with the control cabin in a morning, and after a few days of training, he can go outdoors to experience the feeling of taking off. Nan Jing was very excited about this, and hugged Landis violently. Kissed a few times.

Lunch was settled in the training room. Nan Jing was full of praise for the food provided by the Silver Wing Club, especially a delicious dessert, which really won his heart. He thought about making it for everyone when he went back tonight.

So after the meal, the two began training in ancient martial arts.

After Nan Jing changed her clothes, she was thinking about whether to tie her hair up high with a hair tie, so as not to get too long in the back, and suddenly remembered the silver hair tie that had been neglected all this time.

He took the headband in his hand and observed it carefully.

He remembered very clearly that when Ini's extremely lethal attack struck, he thought he was dead, but was blocked by a transparent and colorless protective film.

That layer of protective film is most likely the hair rope that has nothing special about it except it looks good.

Nan Jing squinted his eyes to the sunlight to take a closer look at this hair rope, which was only a few millimeters thick. energy matter.

Landis saw that Nan Jing was studying the hairband, so he thought about telling him the function of this thing.

"I didn't say it before, this is not only a hair rope, but also a protective cover."

Nan Jing looked back at Landis, and shook the hair rope in his hand again, "The defense function of this thing is too powerful, it can block even that level of attack, and there is no trace of it... …I said, since you have this function, why didn’t you tell me? There’s nothing to hide about it.”

Landis said with a smile: "Now the defense ability is in the advanced protective equipment, and some polar ice worms must be added to it. This is combined with the source of consciousness of the creator. When the owner encounters a danger that they can distinguish Automatically on."

After taking the long hair rope, Landis looked at it and put it in Nan Jing's hand.