Top guide! The Sentinels were mesmerized

Chapter 58 Willing to be Addicted Forever
"Qianqian!" The brown wolf and the lion were so frightened that they immediately rushed a few steps towards Qianzhi.

Ming hugged Qianzhi, raised his eyebrows at the two men with terrified expressions, and made a teasing "hush" sound.

"She fell asleep."

"Why did Qianqian suddenly fall asleep? Siming, what did you do to her?" Theo stared gloomily at Ming, who had a raised corner of his mouth, and his strong arms moved.

Qianzhi leaned her head softly on the shoulder of the purple-eyed man, her little face slightly flushed from sleep, looking very comfortable.

Although the sleeping girl looked extremely cute, Theo still hoped that Chie could sleep on his shoulder.

After all, his muscles are much bigger than this skinny man!

"Your Highness, she just ate too much and fell asleep due to exhaustion." Ming snorted and lowered his head so that Qianzhi could stay more comfortably in his arms.

This little dodder had just expended its energy on the ancient tree, and was now expending its energy again, using its upgraded mental thread to absorb the negative emotions from the nearby sentinels.

Not only did he eat too much, but he also managed to eat himself to sleep due to extreme fatigue.

Just as Theo breathed a sigh of relief, he saw Ming using his fingers to push away the fluffy hair covering Qianzhi's neck.

A very thin and faint slit was revealed behind the fair neck.

That's the gland that belongs to the guide.

It is much more hidden than the mature, tender pink glands of the sentinels and is difficult to spot without careful observation.

But it was enough to catch the attention of all the sentinels.

He watched Ming rub the soft spot with his fingers, put his lips over it, suddenly showing his sharp teeth, and stabbed at the soft spot -

The slight crisp sound of bones being pinched sounded almost at the same time.

Bo Lan stood behind Ming and grabbed Ming's neck with one hand, moving his head away from Qianzhi's neck.

He grabbed so hard that Ming's neck creaked under the heavy weight.

"Si Ming, stay away from her glands." Theo whispered sinisterly. He pulled the lightsaber out of the scabbard. A white light flashed and cut off a few strands of Ming's hair.

Ming raised his eyebrows, kept one arm around Qianzhi, and spread out the other hand lazily to show surrender.

But his next words changed the tense atmosphere instantly.

"Your Highness, Admiral, have you never thought of marking Qianqian?"

When he heard the word "mark", Bo Lan's pupils contracted.

He paused for a moment while pinching Ming's cervical vertebrae, and heard Theo's somewhat angry voice.

"As a destiny judge and sentinel, you should be well aware of the consequences that a two-way mark will bring to a guide. The negative emotions and pollutants carried by the sentinel will more easily enter the guide's mental picture."

"For guides whose spiritual images cannot be appeased in the first place, that will accelerate their collapse and death."

There have been cases where sentinels and guides have marked in both directions, but the tragedy of the guide's death is always inevitable.

From then on, the marking of guides became a taboo in the empire.

Ming smiled: "But - this is exactly what Qianqian wanted, isn't it?"

He turned around and looked at Bo Lan, who had a gloomy expression: "I think Admiral Bo and his friends have studied Qian Qian's nature thoroughly."

——Dr. Lu Chenzhou from District 9 probably knows Qianzhi’s body better than any other doctor in the galaxy.

"The reason why her mental strength improved so quickly is because she gained negative emotions from us, which will become her nourishment."

"Moreover," Ming stretched out his voice, looking at Bo Lan with his pupils completely straight, "You must have had such an idea before. But you just didn't dare to put it into practice."

"Because the Sentinels are extremely possessive by nature, they might disrupt the peaceful relationship you have worked so hard to maintain. Then - uh -"

Bo Lan's fingers clenched again, interrupting Ming who was about to say what he wanted in his heart. They knew the impact of the mark very well.

The symptoms a Guide experiences after being marked are mostly the same as the Sentinel's reactions.

They will also be affected by the pheromone emotions of the Sentinels, and it is even possible that they will have the illusion of being deeply loved by them and find it difficult to leave them.

Even if it was an illusion, it was what he had always dreamed of.

"Oh, by the way." Ming touched his throat which was almost suffocated by the strangulation, and smiled strangely, "I also received another prophecy."

That was the prophecy he had just deliberately concealed from Qianzhi.

“Don’t let Him wake up.

He will eventually leave.”

Bo Lan finally regained the right to hug Qianzhi as her guardian and took Qianzhi back to the palace's guest room to rest.

The girl was really tired. Even though they whispered a few words in her ear, she was still sleeping soundly.

Occasionally, he would sigh with contentment, burp a few times, and then rub his soft cheek against Bo Lan's neck.

Bo Lan's heart was melted by the cute little dodder.

He was a little reluctant to put Qianzhi on the bed.

He wanted to make her small so that he could always hold her in the palm of his hand.

Qianzhi arched her back against his chest, lowering her slender neck, revealing the most tender part of the back of her neck without any warning.

The scene where Ming was about to bite just now suddenly flashed before his eyes.

Bo Lan's canine teeth suddenly felt itchy, and pheromones gradually gathered with his breathing and diffused up his throat.

He stared at the small patch of skin and licked his tongue.

It is so delicate and fragile, looking like a green peach that has just grown on the treetops after its flowers have withered in late spring.

But if you cover it with your lips and tongue, and then use your canine teeth to bite it slowly.

That gland may be slowly ripened by pheromones and the strength between the lips.

If he touches it slowly along the direction of expansion and contraction at this time, sweet and fragrant juice may overflow, and the plump flesh inside will also meet his canine teeth and wrap it tightly.

Then, the girl in his arms might open her eyes and tell him in her sweetest voice that she loves him.

This way he wouldn't be anxious because of her elusive gaze.

I won't worry anymore that she will leave me one day.

Nor will I pray in vain for love that will never arrive.

Bo Lan lowered his head and rubbed it lightly with the tip of his nose.

Like a beast about to escape from a cage, it is patrolling its favorite territory.

He closed his eyes, raised his head, and used force in his neck to tense the suppressed veins, trying to break free from the infinite temptation from his instinct.

But it was in vain.

From the moment he saw Qianzhi, he knew that he would fall into the world of vines woven by dodder and be willing to be immersed in it forever.

The man opened his dark eyes, aimed at the back of the girl's neck, and bit down with vicious force.

Is it easy for me to write something? Why do I always get stuck?