The Alien Comes, I Become a Double Queen [Interstellar]

Yan Ziwei stood there, for some reason, he felt the bite mark on his shoulder hurt so badly that his breathing became short of breath.

He couldn't help touching his shoulder with his backhand, and it seemed that the hot touch of the man's lips still remained on it.The touch seemed to have penetrating power, as it slowly seeped in from the wound on his shoulder, it was scalding and made his heart ache.

He slowly closed his eyes, and as the hull of the spaceship bumped slightly, many things flashed through his mind.

There was one last phone call he had with his family before leaving Earth.When he was in the black mine, he relied on that photo to read the long time.Also, after coming to Domimons, he struggled in the power center of the empire.

And the lingering scene last night.

People will always experience many important moments in their lives, and every decision they make is often not necessarily based on reason.

If another time had passed, Yan Ziwei might have made a completely different decision.

just now-

He lightly touched the boomerang pinned to his waist, and then threw it towards the bulkhead!

After Seichman got off the ship, he took out the hemostatic spray from the spaceship and sprayed it twice on the wound on his left arm.Then he turned around and took one last look at the spaceship that was about to take off, and planned to set off again.

It's just that before he walked out of the safe zone, there was a sudden violent explosion sound behind him.

Seichman was slightly taken aback, and then immediately ran towards the spaceship.

Just halfway there, he found a big hole in the cabin of the spaceship, and the spaceship had to stop sailing.

And the ape-man, who was so weak that he couldn't even survive on this planet independently, was trying to climb down from the breach of the spaceship in a very ridiculous and difficult posture.

Seeing him coming back, the other party immediately waved to him, "Come and help me, this is too high, I will fall to my death if I fall like this!"

"You—" Seichman looked at the hole in the hull of the spaceship hesitantly, and then when he saw Yan Ziwei's precarious appearance about to fall, he jumped up without hesitation and picked him up down.

"Okay!" Yan Ziwei patted the ashes on his hands, and said with a relaxed face, "Then, let's go!"

"Where are you going?" Seichman still didn't react, "What did you use to break the wall of the spaceship?"

Seichman couldn't remember that there were such weapons left in the spaceship.

"Go and pick them up." As Yan Ziwei said, he took out the boomerang on his waist and shot it at a metal pole beside him.

Hearing a bang, Seichman didn't even see the boomerang's flight path, and the metal pole broke and hit the ground heavily.

Seiximan managed to take his eyes back from the broken metal pole, but silently looked at the boomerang in Yan Ziwei's hand. After a while, he said: "——No matter what method you use to drive the weapon, , this is still useless in front of those metal life forms."

"Then why do you want to go back?" Yan Ziwei asked indifferently, but didn't intend to waste any more time with him, took out the tracker and walked in the direction of the red dot.

Sai Ximan still stood there, staring sideways at Yan Ziwei's leaving back.

Just when Yan Ziwei was only one step away from stepping into the range of the metal ground, Seichman suddenly said, "Your Majesty has already arranged everything for the future. Even if you don't go, there will still be what you should have."

Yan Ziwei stood at the boundary of the two grounds, but he didn't turn around when he heard the words, he just said lightly: "Then he really underestimated me, what I want is not just those insignificant little things."

After speaking, he stepped into the range of the metal ground.

Yan Ziwei knew that what Seiximan said was true.If even Raynides and the others encountered troubles that they couldn't handle, then his going was nothing more than going to die.

But he has come so far, almost every step of the way, but sometimes he can't resist the impulse that surges up from the bottom of his heart.

Probably as the ancients said, there are things that can be done, but things that cannot be done.Everything he does has nothing to do with morality, right or wrong, he just wants everything to be clear of his heart.

If he left all of them today and ran for his life alone, then he would probably never be that young and energetic Yan Ziwei again.

No matter what achievements he will have in the future, he will never be able to pass the test in his heart.

That being the case, it would be better to die here together with them - besides, who can guarantee that they will not kill a way out?

However, although he was very ambitious, in the end Yan Ziwei still lay on Seiximan's back and let the other party carry him on his back.

"We delayed for a long time, too many metal life forms appeared. The addition of Rembrandt and the others did not make the situation better."

Sai Ximan put Yan Ziwei behind his back, and said with a sullen face: "Fortunately, Your Majesty found a way to defeat this metal life form, but it was too late at that time, and by the time enough energy liquid was collected, almost no one was unharmed .Only if His Majesty still has the strength to fight, can he give me a chance to escape."

Yan Ziwei pursed his lips, and asked after a while: "What method did you find?"

Seichman jumped sharply, avoiding a large sheet of metal balls.

He stopped, took a breath, and said: "Using the metal spikes that they drop can cause wounds that cannot heal for a long time. As long as we are fast enough, we can get rid of them." pursuit."

After speaking, he stood still before continuing to catch up.

Hearing this, Yan Ziwei frowned, and couldn't help but smile and said, "I'm good at this—"

But before he finished speaking, Seichman stopped, and his speed dropped significantly.Only then did Yan Ziwei realize something was wrong.

But at this time Seichman could no longer run.

He stopped, his hands still tightly grasping Yan Ziwei's legs on his back, but he knelt down slowly.

At this time, he still didn't disturb any of the small balls beside him.

Yan Ziwei was startled for a moment, then he spotted the spot, and jumped off him carefully.Then he went around to support Seichman, and saw that the other's eye, which should have been emerald green, was now gray.

At this time, Seiximan was coughing up blood non-stop, mouthful after mouthful of dark green liquid gushed out of his mouth, and even Yan Ziwei's chest was also soaked in this color.

Yan Ziwei held on to Seichman's only remaining arm, and after a while he asked with red eyes, "Do you have any other wounds?"

Seiximan was completely speechless, but his blue eyes still silently looked at Yan Ziwei with the usual tenderness.

He removed the weight of his body from Yan Ziwei's body, and then slowly fell to the ground.The dark green liquid flowed out of his mouth one after another, soaking the entire ground.

His only remaining hand fell to the ground, and his fingers contracted slightly, an unstoppable spasm caused by severe pain.It was stained with green liquid, but it made his fingers paler.

Yan Ziwei's eyes were red, and he tightly grasped that hand.

He had already seen another wound on Seichmann's body, right on the opponent's leg - which is why Seichman was able to deal with the wound on the arm decisively, but ignored the other wound.

In order to send the energy liquid back, and also to be able to send him to Renides.

Seeing that Seichman began to twitch continuously due to the massive blood loss and the raging metal elements in his body, Yan Ziwei pursed his lips and hugged the other's body tightly in his arms.

He buried his head in the opponent's chest, whimpered softly, but buried all his grief and anger.

In the next second, he lifted his upper body abruptly, then wiped the tears on his face fiercely, then stood up and ran forward without looking back.

The transparent liquid kept slipping off his face, Yan Ziwei wiped it off vigorously, every effort was so strong that his face was almost scratched.He tried his best to widen his eyes, not daring to let the tears blur his vision.

start running!

He urged himself in his heart.

Yan Ziwei, run quickly!

You didn't go to collect the corpses for them, you trash, run for me!

Yan Ziwei bit his lips until the blood came out, and then recklessly activated the only spell he could use in his mind.

He had thought countless times, since this spell can work on other items, can he use it on himself so that he can also have a speed comparable to the speed of light.

But before, he cherished his life very much, and he didn't dare to make fun of his own life.

Only now, he has nothing left to lose.

Yan Ziwei crazily urged the familiar warm power in his body, letting it swim through his whole body.Everywhere they passed, he carved the spell one after another that he was so familiar with that he could draw it with his eyes closed.

Until this moment, he didn't know that the engraving of the spell can bring such terrible pain to people—it's like being cut alive.

Yan Ziwei couldn't help roaring, but no sound could come out of his hoarse throat.His eyes widened, but the bright red color began to fill his sight.

But he still didn't dare to stop for a moment, as if if he took such a slow step, Seichman behind him would die with regret.

Thinking of the dark green eyes, Yan Ziwei raised his hand and wiped his face fiercely, wiped all the red and green spots on his face, then tightened his mouth, turned all the pain into a knife, and cut it with one knife at a time. Cut yourself.

When that power finally swam through his whole body, those mantras were also engraved deep into his bones and blood.At that moment, his body suddenly disappeared in place——

It's hard for Yan Ziwei to describe what kind of feeling this is.

He felt as if he was walking on a crowded path, and every time he took a step, he could feel some force tightly falling behind him, preventing him from moving forward.It also seemed to be in the birth canal of the mother, with the soft side walls pushing him all the time, as if to send him into another world.

In this feeling of being constantly torn apart, Yan Ziwei felt that he was about to be crushed.

It's just that at this moment, the pain in his body that has been refusing to dissipate for a long time is still urging him, let him go faster——