Interstellar Beast World: The Ferocious Beast Husband Has a Wild Mind

Chapter 253 Thirteen Defense Lines
The Thirteenth Defense Line was even more dangerous than the Southern Fog Forest had been back then.

The defensive lines were not arranged according to region, but according to the degree of danger.

Every year, a large number of orcs are lost in the management of any defensive line exceeding ten, and countless orcs suffer mental riots and are sent to the internment camps.

Sang Qing led the special forces team there.

The front lines are brutal and fraught with unknown risks; even a powerful SS-class beast like Kunxi is not immune to injury.

Several times she was nearly seriously injured, and Shi Ying risked her own safety to save her.

Perhaps because she had experienced the apocalypse where people ate each other, she didn't think this was such a difficult thing.

Unafraid of danger, enjoying the thrill, every challenge to the limits is a step towards growth.

She could feel that she was becoming more and more adept at controlling her mental power.

The beast collapsed before him, its warm blood flowing down his hand, as if he had returned to the apocalypse.

This time, however, she wasn't alone.

The system that was by her side was no longer invisible or intangible.

That was the shadow of time, and it was many people.

It was all the orcs in the internment camp, and the passionate soldiers of the Third District.

Sang Qing sheathed his dagger and went to see Kunxi.

Kunxi had just used his superpower to fight the lord a few days ago and was in a weakened state. When he returned to the city, he encountered a horde of monsters and was so badly injured while protecting his teammates.

As soon as Sang Qing came over, Kun Xi started groaning and complaining that Tao Tao's grip was too strong, then stared at Sang Qing with his bloodshot eyes full of brokenness.

Shi Ying frowned repeatedly as she watched, wishing she could knock the person unconscious.

Sang Qing took the gauze from Tao Tao because Kunxi was injured.

The wound needed to be tightly bound to prevent blood loss, and Sang Qing's movements were heavy and forceful. As soon as she moved, a short gasp was heard.

"Hiss-ah~"

Kunxi abruptly changed the subject, and surprisingly, a hint of something was off...

enjoy.

Shi Ying's face darkened as she tried hard to suppress the urge to punch someone.

Sang Qing's story is too complicated to explain in a few words.

Seeing the veins bulging on his arm, and how he was trembling with pain, she slowed her movements slightly and instructed, "Kunxi is quite badly injured. Let's rest here for a while and go back when he feels better."

Upon hearing this, Kunxi was not about to let the healer look down on him, so he insisted, "Healer, I'm fine, I can continue on my way."

Sang Qing tied a knot in the gauze without expression. "You have something to say."

Kunxi took another breath. "I'm fine."

"Something happened."

"fine."

"Something happened."

"without……"

Shi Ying knocked the person unconscious.

Sang Qing: "...6"

The snake-lizard teammate next to him covered his face, saying, "Serves you right for showing off. Now you feel better, don't you?"

After bandaging Kunxi, Sang Qing had someone look after him. Not wanting to waste her mental energy, she also gave mental treatment to a few orcs before going to rest with Shi Ying.

Shi Ying transformed into her beast form. After several days of arduous fighting, Shi Ying had primarily used her beast form in combat, and her fur was inevitably damaged, but it still retained its soft and smooth texture. Sang Qing leaned against Shi Ying's forelegs, sinking into the fluffy fur, and her spiritual threads effortlessly entered Shi Ying's spiritual sea.

Looking up at the two crescent moons in the sky, my thoughts suddenly wandered. "I'm wondering if I could provide mental therapy to two or more people at the same time?"

Shi Ying was licking Sang Qing's hand with her warm tongue, covering up the messy smell on it. Hearing this, she paused and said, "I don't know much about this, but I've never seen anyone do this."

Mental therapy requires a high degree of mental concentration; otherwise, it may not even be possible to enter the orc's mental sea. Although the process of absorbing pollution is simple, it is not easy. Generally, both females and males find it difficult to spare the energy to pay attention to the outside world.

This is why psychotherapy should be conducted in a safe and quiet environment.

In fact, psychotherapy can fail and even have the opposite effect.

But he had never seen Sang Qing fail, not even in the harsh wilderness, not even when facing irrational orcs in a riot.

Sang Qing had thought of what Shi Ying had thought of as well. He gently brushed against Shi Ying with his mental threads, seemingly lost in thought. "I'll go back and check the information. If it works, I can save a lot of time."

It takes her half an hour to heal an S-rank orc each time, and slightly less for an A-rank orc, but still about twenty minutes.

Although she doesn't need to reduce everyone's health much during missions, the time she wastes on treatment each day adds up to four or five hours, even without any riots or extra time being wasted.

If we could treat multiple people at the same time, it would save us so much trouble.

But it seems no one considers treating two people at the same time, because most females are unwilling to treat males. Treating one person is already difficult for them, let alone two or more.

Her mental strength was unique, but she could only spare the energy to chat with Shi Ying after his mental strength dropped to zero.

A tingling, itchy sensation emanated from his mental sea, his golden beast eyes flickered deep and dark in the night, and his breathing gradually became heavier.

Sang Qing was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't notice any of this.

Shi Ying could no longer bear it, so she manipulated her spiritual threads to wrap around it.

An indescribable, subtle feeling swept over her, and Sang Qing's body went limp, unable to help but cry out in surprise.

"Woo——"

Realizing what had happened, she immediately covered her mouth and glared at Shi Ying with wide almond-shaped eyes.

Sang Qing then saw the suppressed desire in Shi Ying's eyes and realized it was a subconscious action of her own mind.

"Would you be moved by this?" Sang Qing asked softly.

The force was clearly very light.

"Move it."

"You're driving me crazy."

Suddenly having his spiritual energy withdrawn, Shi Ying nuzzled Sang Qing with his head in dissatisfaction, his heavy, warm breath falling on Sang Qing's neck.

Sang Qing: “…”

Shi Ying's voice was already pleasant to hear, and the way she deliberately lowered her voice made people blush even more.

What a genie.

But she's a person who cares about her reputation, and there are so many people resting around her.

Blushing, she pushed Shi Ying's head away. "I'm sorry, I was just thinking about something. I didn't mean to."

To prevent Shi Ying from continuing to rub against and lick her, Sang Qing climbed directly onto Shi Ying's back, crawled forward to his neck, and then reached out to hug a third of his head, pressing her cheek against his large head.

"Okay, stop thinking about it and go to sleep."

Shi Ying flapped its beast ears and used its paws to support its head, making Sang Qing more comfortable.

He knew, of course, that he couldn't have anything happen between himself and Awan, but he secretly harbored resentment towards Kunxi.

It was still half a day's journey to the city defenses. If it weren't for him, he would have already enjoyed the fragrant and soft Ah Wan.