Alien space

The snake scales were smooth and cold, rubbing against Chen Jianchu's skin continuously.

The snake's body is thick, and it easily traps him in it, unable to move even a bit.

Chen Jianchu could no longer see other scenery, his eyes were only on the pink snake body.

He had long been prepared to be hanged, but death never came. Knowing that he would die, but not knowing the exact moment, this was undoubtedly a means of torturing the prisoners.

The snake bowed its head in front of Chen Jianchu, its huge desert-colored vertical pupils were like inverted mirrors, ignoring him, the eyes of cold-blooded animals were extremely ruthless and cold, making people's hair stand on end.

Kshati was walking towards Chen Jianchu stepping on the snake's head, the accessories on her body jingled, the clothes on her body were pitifully scant, barely covering the important parts, and it was the same, their excellent figure was fully utilized. The ultimate, thousands of styles, all kinds of charming, no matter men or women.

Chen Jianchu recognized it.

The Kshatina coming towards him was the phantom.

The woman he saw in the woods.

Is that really an illusion?

How was the illusion of Kshatina created?

Chen Jianchu couldn't help being suspicious.

The gaze she cast was so cold, and the pupils were hard to see in the dark, as if her eyes were only the color of the iris, which was even more indifferent.

The other Kshatinas began to sing, their voices were ethereal and clear, holy and pure, changing their original tone, just like the sounds of heaven.

As the singing spread, Chen Jianchu's vision gradually blurred, his eyelids drooped uncontrollably, even if he tried to hold on, it was useless.

The woman standing on the snake's head overlooking it became unclear, as if it would burst if touched.

Chen Jianchu understood that it wasn't an illusion, it wasn't that the other party was about to disappear, but that he was about to fall into a coma.

Chen Jianchu closed his eyes, allowing himself to fall into the darkness, his consciousness dissipated.

Kshatina left, and they receded like a tide, leaving behind the wreckage of their partners and the trauma they brought to the alien race.

In this battle, the alien race lost three heroic souls.

Kashina is several times that of the alien race.

The deceased clansmen and other races will not be buried in the soil, because the corpses are easy to be dug up, and the results of being dug up are self-evident.

to be eaten.

According to the burial customs of foreign races, the leader will send them off first.

This is the greatest tribute to the dead clansmen.

The leader needs to burn the corpse into ashes, put the ashes into the altar with his own hands, give the greatest blessing to the heroic soul, and offer a drop of blood to the deceased, which means escort, and hope that their last journey will be smooth sailing and will not be hurt again. The summit of suffering.

After finishing all this, the leader sent the altar to the chief priest.

The Long Sacrifice will return them to all things.

Back to the beginning.

"The space is shrinking all the time."

The white-haired chief priest was facing Yan with his wrinkled face, his eyes were like torches.

"The greatest leader of our alien race, do you know that your tribe is dying? Do you know what is waiting for the alien race ahead? Do you know the urgency of time?"

Yan bowed his head and listened quietly.

Changji felt resentful, and she scolded: "You want foreigners to follow in the footsteps of Luo Tefei?!"

"A mere outsider, what does he have worth your time to save? What benefits can he bring to our alien race? What can he dedicate to our alien race?!"

Yan: "I can save him, and I want to save him, it has nothing to do with profit."

Yan: "I am very clear about space, and I am even more clear about what I need to do. If saving him will delay the alien race, then you don't need to worry, I will give up on him."

Changji stared at Yan with eagle-like sharp eyes.

Yan looked at her.

After a long time, Chang Ji sneered a few times.

"You are really kind, Lord Leader."

So what about the main space?

It's still a useless talent.

The voice waited outside for a long time.

Only then did Yan come out from Changji.

"inflammation!"

Sheng hurried forward.

"Are you going to save him? I'll go with you."

Yan looked at him helplessly: "You eavesdropped again."

With an awkward laugh, he said seriously: "Yan, don't take the words of Grandma Changji to heart, she just stands and talks without backache, let her find a way to leave the space, really, how can it be so good try to find."

Yan smiled lightly: "It's better not to say such things, Chang Ji will punish you again after hearing it."

He muttered, "I'm not wrong."

Yan sighed softly, and tapped slightly on the head with his fingers.

Said: "Go back quickly, don't make Qing worry again."

Said in a low voice: "I don't want it, I want to go with you to rescue him, he was arrested for saving me."

Sheng deliberately added the last sentence.

Yan said: "I'll go, you can wait for my good news in the tribe, okay?"

Sheng really wanted to persist, but if he went, it would most likely drag Yan down, he didn't want to add burden to Yan, so he nodded in agreement.

When Chen Jianchu regained consciousness, his head was still a little unconscious.

The forest is extremely blurred, like a splashed ink painting, swaying out.

My head hurts, my eyelids are heavy, and I feel weak all over.

Chen Jianchu leaned back on the back of his head uncomfortably. Now he was almost leaning on the snake's body, so his head rested on the snake's bend.

The cold thin scales were comfortable to hold, Chen Jianchu didn't even bother to move, and unscrupulously maintained the movement of his face sticking to the snake scales.

Melissa Li, who was being leaned on, stretched her upper body, facing Chen Jianchu's face with her huge snake head, and licked his side face with the spit out snake letter.

Hiss, hiss, hiss...

Quarrel.

Chen Jianchu opened his eyes, calmly looking at the snake head and the forked snake letter in front of him.

Snake Xinzi is very annoying, always touching his face.

Kshatina is not on the snake.

Chen Jianchu quickly got the answer.

Footsteps came from far to near, and a figure stopped in front of Chen Jianchu.

Even if he didn't look up, he knew who it was.

From the looks of it, Kshatina didn't intend to kill him, and seemed to be planning to bring him back to the territory.

Chen Jianchu didn't know the habits of the Kshatina clan, so he couldn't know what would happen.

The cold fingertips pinched Chen Jianchu's jaw, and turned his face abruptly, with the tip of his nose against the tip of his nose, and the two of them were extremely close.

Chen Jianchu smelled the scent of the other party's body. It was a mysterious and involuntary admiration. When he looked closely, he could see the outline of the other party's facial features more clearly. Picking out any part at random was full of charm.

She kept her eyes on Chen Jianchu and sniffed his breath.

too close.

Chen Jianchu felt that the other party was about to stick to him.

Fortunately, she stopped.

Her eyes met Chen Jianchu's.

Mo said.

Don't look them in the eye.

But Chen Jianchu had no choice, he had watched it no less than twenty times.

Furthermore, he was a fish on a chopping board.

She was blowing out smoke lightly, and the faint cold mist eroded Chen Jianchu's consciousness.

Make him unconscious again.

As the golden sun sinks to the west, birds spread their wings and fly high in the evening sky.

The vocal sacs of the frogs in the pond are beating and chirping, and the dragonflies are jumping on the water.

When Chen Jianchu woke up again, Kashtina had already found a temporary camp.

Some of them hunt, some guard, some cook, each perform their duties.

Seeing that his head was not as painful as before, Chen raised his eyes and looked around.

Kshatina did not bind him in any way, and was not at all worried that he would escape successfully.

If no one came to rescue him, he would never be able to escape.

Chen Jianchu understood that no one would come to rescue him.

He is not an important person, let alone play any role.

There were five or six giant snakes entangled around Chen Jianchu, each of them squinting their eyes slightly, resting on their stomachs.

The forest at night is quite chilly, the cold wind blows straight, the leaves of the crown above the head fall off and flutter, and even the fallen leaves on the ground are rolling endlessly.

Chen Jianchu was aroused with goose bumps. He raised his eyes to see a few giant snakes, stood up from the ground, and heard the movement of the giant snakes opened their eyes and stared at him.

Chen Jianchu directly stepped into the snake's nest. The position was too small, so he kicked the snake's tail away to make room for himself to lie down. He especially lay down on his side with his head resting on the snake's body with peace of mind. When the quilt is made, completely idle can't die fast enough.

Seeing that there was no other movement from him, Melissa continued to rest on her stomach.

Snakes are cold-blooded animals whose body temperature changes with temperature, so it is impossible to keep warm on them.

Chen Jianchu didn't want to keep warm either, he was testing whether the snakes would not easily attack him.

The Kshatinas are communicating.

Their language is different from that of other races, and Chen Jianchu has returned to the original point again.

Youdao's footsteps stopped at Chen Jianchu's side.

Chen Jianchu opened his eyelids and saw a Kshatina man looking down at him.

winking like silk.

In his hand he held a large leaf filled with strange food.

Chen Jianchu didn't have any appetite at all, and now he saw Shadina's food, even more so.

He sat on the snake's body and passed the big leaf in his hand to Chen Jianchu.

Chen Jianchu didn't answer.

He took Chen Jianchu's hand and put something into his hand.

The things were handed over to Chen Jianchu, but he still didn't leave, looking straight at him.

He had to watch Chen Jianchu finish eating before leaving.

Chen Jianchu still didn't move.

He snatched back the leaf and grabbed Chen Jianchu's face.

click-

Chen Jianchu's jaw was dislocated.

The Kshatina man poured the food into Chen Jianchu's mouth, violently pressed his head, and lifted his chin up to crush the food with his teeth, forcing him to swallow it whole.

Until all the food entered Chen Jianchu's stomach.

He just took back Chen Jianchu's dislocated jaw, and left with a happy smile.

Being force-fed is not a good feeling.

Chen Jianchu's jaw hurt, and his stomach was churning.

His face was extremely pale.

He felt nauseous.

But can't spit it out.

The wind seemed to blow colder.

The moon hangs high in the night sky.

The forest fell into darkness again.

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Hahahahaha finished writing, I am relieved hahahahahaha, now I can touch fish

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