Crowning the SSS Guide

Chapter 93 Eat Me

Mental strength is like skin. When using it normally, the threshold is adjusted to the minimum, just like punching someone with a clenched fist. There is no feeling except pain.

This kind of mental power that disrupts other people's mental images and this kind of excessive behavior are considered hooliganism in the default rules of guides and sentinels.

Fu Guang held her head which was about to smoke, and vaguely recalled the information she saw from the White Tower when she signed the contract with Xi Guang. She slowly realized that her behavior seemed to be indeed out of line in the eyes of the guide.

Written in cold black on the white paper were the following: Guide, do not easily open your spiritual vision for the sentinels, remember this!!!
Thinking about it now, those fonts are filled with the spiritual power of the S-level guide. These spiritual powers will leave marks in the mental picture of the people who see them, making the guide instinctively reject this matter.

Fu Guang hated being controlled by others, so when she noticed the mark, she wiped it off without a word.

At this moment, she finally understood why the S-level guide said that. It was because of her carelessness.

Fu Guang leaned weakly in the sentry's arms, "Don't be a hooligan."

Her mental power struggled to slip away from the clutches of Lan Eucalyptus's mental power, and she spoke with some gritted teeth in her voice.

"You are injured and need energy." Lan'an's voice sounded a little vague, but every word was clearly heard by her ears.

The dark blue mental power suddenly grabbed more blue-gold mental threads, rolled them into a ball like a wheel, and sent them to Lan Euan's mental picture through the opened mental channel.

"Why do you think about other men?" Lan Euan's somewhat tense voice suddenly appeared in Fu Guang's mind.

Fu Guang was distracted for a moment, and it took him a while to realize that Lan An was talking about Xi Guang.

She felt her head tighten, and then she remembered that when the mental image was open, the guide and the sentinel could hear each other's thoughts.

Fu Guang panted, divided her feelings into two, and thought calmly about what she was thinking when the spiritual channel was connected with Xi Guang before. Shouldn't she let Xi Guang know?
Lan Euan's voice suddenly became soft, sticky and sticky, as if it was touching her earlobe. "So, I am the person you trust the most?"

As if realizing this fact, Lan Euan's voice rose and the fluctuations of his mental power became stronger.

Fu Guang changed the subject and asked Lan An, "How long will it take to reach the abyss?"

Lan Euan didn't reply to her for a while, as if he was still immersed in his excitement.

The dark blue mental power in her mental picture was like a vine entwining the blue-gold mental power. The dark blue mental power that came into contact with the blue-gold mental power became lighter in color and turned into energy to replenish her mental picture.

Fu Guang then sent these mental powers back to Lan Euan's mental picture through the mental channel to replenish his rapidly consumed mental power.

It seems that the mental power of the two has not changed at all, because Lan Euan continues to consume mental power to resist attacks and replenish Fu Guang's mental power, which is even less.

However, this cycle still managed to turn. After some processing, the mental power was obviously more resilient, and more water elements were attached, playing the role of one plus one being greater than two.

Lan Euan's humanity finally prevailed, and when he was able to understand Fu Guang's words, he looked up from the tornado and distinguished the scenery reflected in his pupils. "It's almost there, just half a system hour left."

Lan Euan exhaled and placed his lips on the top of Fu Guang's head. For the first time, he felt that it was a mistake for him not to have a spiritual body.

Within the guide's mental image, only the spirit body was difficult to assimilate. If there was no intention to attack, the spiritual power containing the sentinel's consciousness could only exist in the guide's mental image for about ten minutes at most.

Even with just a brief look at Wang's mental image, he discovered that Fu Guang was seriously injured.

The mental picture was shattered, without boundaries, and the mental power was leaking out continuously. He thought he was a guide waste, unable to control his mental power, and could only let it drift away.

A king can exist or not, but he must not be a loser who cannot even control his mental strength, cannot suppress his attraction, and can only seduce the sentinels.

It turned out that he was wrong, extremely wrong.

Lan Euan gritted her teeth. It was hard to imagine who had such a deep hatred for her, wanting to destroy her foundation and turn such a brilliant guide into a useless person!
A guide who couldn't control his breath, yet had no means of resistance. He knew the sentinels' bad nature very well, and it was not difficult to imagine what such a person would encounter.

Even in his imagination, Lan An couldn't label such a guide as Fu Guang. Fear, relief, murderous intent, different but equally strong emotions swept through his mind.

His temples were throbbing non-stop. Lan Euan suppressed his murderous intent, but he didn't want it to be transferred to his mental power and make Fu Guang's condition worse. In just a moment, he suppressed the emotions that were raging like a prairie fire.

A fishy smell spreads in the mouth.

The blue egg shook and felt the spiritual power at the edge of his mouth suddenly become spicy. Just as he was about to take another bite, he was pushed to the spiritual scene on the other side of the barrier by the blue and gold waves.

Just as Lan Euan's mental power was about to follow, it was assimilated and transformed into pure power, dissipating in Fu Guang's mental picture.

Fu Guang felt Lan Euan's thoughts, anger, fear, murderous intent and other emotions transmitted into her mental picture, just like her own emotions. She tasted them bit by bit, distinguishing the sweetness, bitterness and spiciness of them.

Her heart softened, and the blue-gold spiritual power in her mental image gently wrapped up her irritable spiritual power and soothed it softly.

Outside the mental picture, mottled energy balls were like small energy shells, constantly hitting Lan Euan.

Some of the blue-tailed mermaid's scales were broken, while others were curled up, revealing the tender flesh underneath, and blood was oozing out of the exposed skin and flesh.

The golden tail flashed in his arms, as perfect and beautiful as ever, and it was obvious that the girl in his arms was well protected by him.

There was only one smell in Fu Guang's nostrils, the strong smell of blood.

Now as a member of the same tribe, in danger, her fangs were stimulated by the smell of blood of her fellow tribesmen, and her pointed little teeth protruded from her lips and pressed against Lan Euan's chest.

Because his arms were too tight, Fu Guang could only watch as a bit of blood clung to his fangs, and his tongue felt numb.

"We'll be there soon. Eat me."

Although he had dozens of wounds all over his body, Lan Euan could only feel a rice-sized wound on his chest. He took a deep breath, and his chest rose and fell rapidly.

"Chapter 93 Eat me, and you won't be so weak." He used all his strength to bewitch and seduce his king, his guide, his lover, to eat him.

Fu Guang said nothing, and his mental power formed into a pencil drawing. He ran into Lan Euan's mental image and kicked him hard twice.

Two straight lines bent, standing on the lake with their hands on their hips. "If I wanted to eat you, I would have eaten you long ago. You don't have to say it!"

"Don't act like you're leaving a will. Remember what you promised."

(End of this chapter)