Old Ancestor, He Was a Wolf Fire

After confirming that the people on the ground did not pose any threat to it, the Queen stopped her offensive and moved slowly in front of Reinhardt to occupy his body. Just as it was ready to be used, the space suddenly twisted, and a huge crack appeared above their heads.

Feeling the pressure from the bloodline, the queen of worms suddenly screamed, and even the originally selected body was too late to take care of the remaining zerg and left here in a panic.

Reinhardt barely raised his head to look at the crack above, only to see a warm gold ball surrounded by a black gold halo slowly falling on top of his head.

The warm golden light ball makes people feel particularly warm at the first glance. But the black and gold halo surrounding it seemed to be the largest collection of malice in the world, which made people tremble and tremble. When he lost consciousness, he seemed to see the ball of light transformed into a baby.

When Reinhardt woke up, he was still on top of the barren star, surrounded by the corpses of the Zerg. Feeling the inquiring gaze, Reinhardt immediately looked over with alert, and his body reflexively made a defensive action.

The fleshy little hand resisted Reinhardt's attacking arm. Only then did Reinhardt see that the person on the other side had been watching him was a child under three years old.

The pinkish jade face has no expression, and he is wrapped in a loose white robe that he has never seen before. The ink-colored hair is almost winding and hanging on the ground. The mysterious ink golden pupils are not so cold as cold as cold.

Before Reinhardt began to be vigilant, the opposite Gu Qianjun said, "Is this your attitude toward the savior?" The tone didn't mean anything bad, only pure doubts and incomprehension.

Reinhardt withdrew his hand in a jealous manner, without any expression on his face, "Did you save me?" Gu Qianjun nodded, not feeling anything wrong. "Well, but you are in a very bad situation now. My veins are retrograde. , The sea of ​​qi is surging, the lungs are damaged, and the consciousness is injured."

Reinhardt stepped forward and picked up Gu Qianjun, who was sitting on the ground, only to realize that the child was floating on the ground and had not touched the ground. "Mental power control object?" However, Reinhardt was only surprised. Did not ask much.

"Thank you for saving me. I will take care of you. If we can leave here." Reinhardt touched Gu Qianjun's head with a slumped face. "Let’s introduce it formally. I’m Rein. Hart Alfred."

Reaching out and pushing away the messy hand on his head, the elder Gu Taishang Qianjun, who has not had any expressions for thousands of years, has a slightly cracked face, "Gu Qianjun."

Reinhardt's eyes were a little dark: Last name... Gu? However, Reinhardt still hugged him firmly in his arms without any indication.

Gu Qianjun struggled and pulled Reinhardt's arm. Reinhardt lowered his head and looked at Gu Qianjun, "What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable?"

Gu Qianjun shook his head and continued to pull Reinhardt's arm.

Reinhardt:?

Gu Qianjun: This human being is actually more stupid than Ling Cang [disgusting face]

Ling Cang who received the box lunch: What am I stupid [indifferent face]

"Let me down." Gu Qianjun said directly, without covering up the disgust in his tone. Reinhardt froze, and put Gu Qianjun on the ground.

The soft meat dumplings in his arms suddenly left, making Reinhardt still a little uncomfortable.

After Gu Qianjun came down, he stretched out two fat hands like lotus roots.

Reinhardt was a little confused, but he still stepped forward to hug Gu Qianjun.

Gu Qianjun:? ? ? ? what's the situation? ? ?

Reinhardt:?

Slapped Reinhardt's arm with a backhand slap. "Let me down, what are you doing?"

"You stretched out your hand, I thought you were going to hug." Reinhardt spit out these words straightforwardly. For a moment, Gu Qianjun was speechless and didn't know how to say it.

If he had logged on to Xingwang, he would have known the feeling: the baby's heart is so tired, the baby won't say it.

Gu Qianjun, who was placed on the ground again, stretched out his hands and grabbed it directly in the void.

Reinhardt glanced at Gu Qianjun with some incomprehension. Then a black hole slowly appeared in front of him.

"Are you sure it's right this time?" There was helplessness in the deep and magnetic voice.

"Nonsense, I just didn't know your way here before. You don't even have a way to recognize the way." The dissatisfaction in the milky voice of the child seemed to be coquettish.

The two sudden voices stopped the group of people still in the battleship from arguing and discussing.

"Who?" Hilton was alert first, holding the gun firmly in his hand.

Field pushed his eyes. Although with current technology, myopia does not exist at all, but wearing glasses is still passed down "The voice is familiar, Hilton, please calm down."

Before they could finish talking, a figure holding something in his arms fell to the ground with his back on his back. The dull crash sound made people feel toothache.

A group of people seemed to be directly confused by this sudden change, and then they saw the thing in the arms of the person on the ground moving. Everyone immediately raised their weapons at the "thing" that crawled out.

Gu·Unidentified Object·Qianjun looked at these people with a dazed face and looked at the strange iron bumps in their hands many times, "Do you know Reinhardt?"

The hand of the person holding the weapon paused, and an uncle who looked like a beard walked up next to him, "The kid has seen our marshal?"

Gu Qianjun frowned, feeling that the person in front of him was a little strange, "Here..." pointed his finger at someone lying on the ground, "Your... Um... Marshal."

The people around still hesitated for a while before they stepped forward to check, "Fuck, you really are the marshal!!"

"Quickly, quickly, what are you still doing, help the marshal in."

Gu Qianjun turned his head and looked at the bearded man who was still here, "Don't you go over and take a look?"

Hilton smiled and shook his head. "No, the kid is very calm and not worried at all. Do you trust Dad so much?"

Gu Qianjun "...what did you say? I might not have heard it clearly."

Hilton stretched out his hand to rub the soft fur on the top of Gu Qianjun's head, but Gu Qianjun stepped back and avoided "I said you trust your father." Ahhhhh, Hilton felt a little foolish in his heart.

Worthy of being a marshal's son, defensive awareness and agility are good.

Gu Qianjun, whose face was full of black lines, couldn't help but rolled his eyes when he was told by Hilton, "I am not Lein's son."