Top guide! The Sentinels were mesmerized

Chapter 146 Fever?

The next day, Qianzhi walked out of Bo Lan's Dixing Mansion with weak legs, and refused Dagou's request to pick her up in the imperial court.

For the time being, she would no longer be deceived by Bo Lan's pitiful puppy eyes.

"Sorry, Qianqian. I was probably about to enter the fever period yesterday, so I had a fever. I stuck to Qianqian a little more."

The brown-haired man in military uniform had a gentle expression and spoke softly, completely different from his out-of-control tone and slightly forceful actions last night.

"——It's a bit flirty indeed," someone interrupted Bo Lan from the side.

Sylvie came over from the other side, his deep blue eyes staring coldly at the hand that Bo Lan had around Qianzhi's shoulder.

"It is indeed spring," he looked around at the guards on duty, picking up thousands of black hair and holding them in his hands, "The smell of the beast sentinels courting is indeed a bit... too strong."

The veins of the big hand holding Qianzhi's shoulder tautly tensed, but the strength of the fingertips was still maintained very light, so that the girl did not feel it at all.

"But compared to other sentinels that are just fancy displays but have no practical effect, animal sentinels are more useful."

"Huh? Who are you saying is ineffective, dear Admiral Bo?" Sylvie's fingers moved from Qianzhi's hair to the back of her neck, stroking her soft skin slowly and gently.

His place is clean and in the best condition, waiting for Qianqian to visit him at any time.

Damn it, I should have resigned from this admiral position earlier and focused on pestering Qian Qian, leaving no one else a chance.

"Isn't it someone's tail that keeps wagging back and forth, pretending to be pitiful to make Qianqian soft-hearted?"

"Everyone knows all about Qianqian Wenrou's affairs, so there must be more than one person using this trick." Bo Lan narrowed his eyes.

This peacock is better at pretending to be pitiful than him, and is dressed more fancy than anyone else, and has more tricks than him to grab Qianqian's attention.

Now they turn around and blame him.

On the contrary, a greedy light flashed in the brown wolf's eyes, and he hugged Qianqian right now and kissed her tender lips.

See if he is still pretentious and self-proclaimed as the queen.

"It hurts a little, Alan." The soft voice of the girl beside him came over. She moved her shoulders weakly, letting Bo Lan's clenched fingers fall down, and walked away from Xiweier a little, "Don't touch my neck hard, Xiweier, it's very uncomfortable there."

She didn't sleep well last night and her head was heavy. The pheromones and emotional smells of the two men beside her were competing in her nose, making her headache even worse.

Qianzhi's words silenced the two men instantly.

One of them had wet eyes, and only the brown wolf spirit emerged, carefully moving towards Qianzhi with its body. When it found that the girl did not dodge, it maintained its position without moving.

The other one leaned against the wall with a wronged look on its face. When it found that Qianzhi didn't look at it, it shrunk the peacock's spirit body into the shape of a cub, chirped, and landed on Qianzhi's shoulders with its little claws tapping, then leaned obediently against her hair and buried its head in its own feathers.

"--What's wrong?" Ian walked over from the other end of the palace. His slim military trousers wrapped around his strong and muscular thighs. His dark uniform was tucked into his narrow waist, making the man look like a drawn sword.

But when he saw Qianzhi's figure, the ruthless sword suddenly became soft, and even the temperature around his body began to rise.

The cool mint aroma wafted over. Ian looked at the little girl's gloomy eyes, picked her up gently, let her sit on his arms, and coaxed her in a low voice.

"Are you tired, Qianqian? Can I take you back to the mansion to rest?"

A refreshing light fragrance lingered at the tip of her nose. Qianzhi blinked, stretched out her arms to hug Ian's neck tightly, and sniffed the stronger scent on the side of his neck.

The girl's trusting attitude instantly made the big dog's eyes red. Xiweier sneered at Bo Lan, then lowered his head in self-mockery, looking at himself who had deliberately spent several hours to dress up.

"Ian, father has already left, what are you still doing here?" Theo's voice came over, but when he saw Qianzhi in Ian's arms, his voice was stuck for a moment.

"Let's send Qianqian back first." He lowered his voice.

But the girl had already sensed something keenly and looked in Theo's direction.

"What are you going to do hiding this from me?"

Ninth District Annex, Vita.

Because of the Zerg, this place was once a wilderness.

But now small commercial areas and buildings have been built.

Although it is not as technologically advanced and prosperous as the Empire's main planet, it is enough to make the local people feel the shocking changes.

Vita Pass.

A girl in a guide team uniform walked in front, followed closely by a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

Her small face was white and soft, her emerald green almond eyes were innocent and clean, her black braids were tied into a fishbone pattern and swung back and forth on her slender back, and on the top was a dark green bow tied by the person who dressed her up carefully.

At first glance, she is a very well-pampered girl.

"There shouldn't be guides in a place like this." A middle-aged man with gray hair and ragged clothes, who had just escaped from the war zone in the Federation, hugged his bag tightly and muttered to the girl while staring at her.

"What's the use of a guide? His soothing ability is poor, his combat effectiveness is weak, and he can't even catch up with an inhibitor. I really don't know what these people in the empire are thinking to pamper a useless guide like this." A big man curled his lips.

The Federation views everything weak as vassal and consumable, including guides.

"But if she uses it in other places, maybe the effect will be better." A thin man who was walking at the end and had not yet completely entered the imperial gate stared at the girl's fair and slender calves with an obscene expression and licked his chapped lower lip with his tongue.

But the next second, he was hit by a laser extending from the outer space of the star station, and his entire body instantly turned into a wisp of black smoke.

The Federation's starships chasing refugees are hovering outside the Empire, encircling and suppressing refugees who have not yet entered District 9 to seek asylum.

The wailing and begging sounds instantly resounded throughout the entire checkpoint.

The federal soldiers stood outside the checkpoint, signaling the empire not to shelter the refugees.

"There are only free people here who voluntarily gave up their federal identities. There are no fugitives and no refugees." Ian, who was standing in the front of the crowd, spoke sternly to the federal soldiers.

But the jammers implanted by the Federation in the brains of the escaped Sentinels came into play at this time.

The sentinel who had just been talking to his companions about the wonderful life in the empire was instantly turned into a puppet and a killing machine.

The people who were trapped in place leaned against the corner in despair, watching the puppets approaching.

At the same time, a green and sweet fragrance spread outward from the pass.

The smell, accompanied by powerful mental power, extended outward like an invisible vine.

It smelled so sweet and soft, without any deterrent effect, but it easily stopped those roaring puppet sentinels in their tracks.