(BL)(MTL)After inheriting hundreds of millions of inheritances,

Chapter 252

Chapter 252

    After seeing them dive, Yan Jie commanded everyone: "Follow me! It's going to be windy."

    Typhoons at sea are no joke, 100% will fly sand and rocks, and even blow people up .

    Guan Jingyao and others did not dare to slack off, and quickly moved into the turtle shell.

    Although the speed was fast enough, many people were still drenched in soup.

    Fortunately, Guan Jingyao ran fast, but only got his hair wet. Looking at the dark sea, he complained: "Do you feel like someone is going to die?"

    Xuan Yizhi sneered: "It's God who wants to hoe. ?"

    Guan Jingyao gave him a thumbs up, "Brother Xuan is right, God wants to hoe!"

    Just at this moment, a thunderous roar roared, and the rain followed.

    Yan Jie has performed many missions in this bad weather, but he doesn't feel anything special.

    It's just that her expression is also very dignified. According to her intuition of many missions, she may really face a very serious challenge this time.

    The waves rolled, and under the dark sea, in the deep sea of ​​more than one thousand meters, surrounded by swimming fish and coral clumps, Xiao Qian opened his eyes again.

    According to his powerful biological clock, this is already the sixteenth day he came in.

    In four days, this body of oneself will be able to become a fully qualified sacrifice, allowing that person to completely occupy it.

    Xiao Qian raised his head and looked at the translucent glass cover. The glass cover exuded faint fluorescence, and occasionally fish could be seen passing by.

    Time was running out, and he had to give it a try.     Xiao Qian looked at the shriveled

    and impersonal man in front of him, smiled at him, and said, "Mr. Zhuo, I'm curious, is your body Ting Huan?"

The voice laughed and said, "Xiao Qian, do you think you are very smart? Do you still want to learn from Yan Min, and want to play my last trump card before I die?"

    However, Xiao Qian shook his head vigorously: "I don't think I have the fighting power like him. I'm just an ordinary chemical theory researcher, and I can be regarded as a civilian staff. In four days, I'm going to die, and I have nothing to do. I just want to chat."

    The man opposite said after a long time, "It's okay to tell you, this is an irrelevant story. Ting Huan is not my body, it's... no, it's him, he is the first of my fusion. Alone. Isn't it strange to say that people are? Ting Huan is clearly a flower, a flower that is so beautiful that one can't help but indulge in it."

    "But at the same time he is also a person, a waste world line like yours is hard to come by. Imagine a person with powerful abilities. He is an Eldar, and those ordinary people in your world must not understand what an Eldar is. He has a beautiful appearance, strong spiritual power, and a proud and distinguished life experience. It's the prince of the Spirit Race. Ting Huan is actually... his name, isn't he as beautiful as others?" The

    man's hoarse voice sneered twice, and said, "There is no need for such beautiful things to exist in this world, especially Because he is still deeply loved by the people, there is no need to exist. Because of his existence, I am extremely unbearable. Primates like to compare, why can't they tolerate everything?"