After passing through the book, I snatched the female villain

Atamia looked at Jiang Huaijing, his eyes had been closed.

Atamia's breath hitched.

He listened to Jiang Huaijing's heartbeat, which was very strong.

He is still alive.

Atamia breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay...it's okay.

He let go of his palm, which was covered with sticky cold sweat.

Atamia's many years of combat experience always allowed him to calm down quickly. He closed his eyes, got up and put Jiang Huaijing on the bed.

Jiang Huaijing's body temperature is still very high, exceeding the normal range.

Atamia wiped his body with cold water and then put the shirt on him.

Jiang Huaijing pursed his lips, and then his brows knitted together tightly, with a look of extreme pain on his face.

He seemed to want to say something, and Atamia leaned over and heard his words.

"Let go...I..."

The voice was breathless, mixed with despair and hatred that Atamia had never heard before.

Atamia paused for a moment, does Jiang Huaijing also have a hate bug?

He even speaks tamely, but he actually has the emotion of hating a bug so much?

Atamia reached out and hugged him, comforting him in a low voice: "Master, don't be afraid."

[Don’t be afraid, Jianghuaijing. 】

【We have left there. 】

Jiang Huaijing opened his eyes slightly tiredly, and he vaguely saw a pair of scarlet pupils.

Atamia...

He closed his eyes again.

Jiang Huaijing slept for four days in a row, during which Atamia kept paying attention to the fluctuations in his body temperature.

Except for the abnormally high temperature on the first day, it gradually dropped in the following days.

Atamia has good physical fitness and has never been sick since she was a child.

He didn't understand why some bug cubs would cry even if they got an injection.

Now he looked at Jiang Huaijing and felt that his life was more fragile than a bug cub.

Like a silver thread fluttering in the wind, it broke as soon as he pinched it.

Atamia silently buried her face in Jiang Huaijing's arms.

He has never thought that Jiang Huaijing is an insect that only needs protection. Although he is a male insect, Jiang Huaijing is neither arrogant nor weak. The spiritual power deep in his soul shows his unique strength.

But now he was lying on the bed like a dead thing, barely breathing.

Atamia suddenly realized that Jiang Huaijing was just a mutilated male insect. His soul didn't know where it came from, and he might leave quietly one day, just like he did when he came.

Atamia closed his eyes, and he hugged Jiang Huaijing like a fragile glass ball.

Jiang Huaijing has been having the same dream repeatedly for so many years. A dream he never wanted to face.

There was endless darkness.

He saw a metal cage.

He was locked inside, and those outside the cage calculated his price like a commodity.

"He is the most skilled among them... Only one out of a hundred can survive... I guarantee you will be satisfied..."

Jiang Huaijing looked at them indifferently, with the corpses of other children under his feet.

But they were very satisfied with him.

"The last test subject died. He was a piece of trash. He lasted only three days before he was replaced."

He was taken into the laboratory.

It was like walking from one cage into another.

A group of people in white coats were staring at him. Like a pack of wolves, staring at the only bone with meat on it.

Various strange potions were injected into his body, his flesh and blood was torn open, and countless cuts were made all over his body.

Blood flowed down his body and slowly accumulated into a small puddle.

They thrust a stone into his chest.

"Director, the wound has healed! We succeeded! We succeeded!"

"Really? Try again...quickly! Try cutting a piece of meat again!"

"It's really healed! The divine stone! It's really the divine stone!"

Jiang Huai Jing watched dumbly as they peeled off his body, and the sacred stone emitted a strange light in the darkness.

really weird. He didn't feel any pain.

It turns out that once it hurts to the extreme, it won’t hurt anymore.

[Kill them. 】

Jiang Huaijing's eyes moved slightly.

[Haha... Do you need my help? 】

[Use mental power. 】

[The Insect God will forgive you. 】

Jiang Huaijing opened his eyes suddenly.

His face changed slightly, his eyebrows became sharper and sharper, and the pupils between his eyes became bottomless black.

"Atamia..." Jiang Huaijing came back to his senses slightly and subconsciously wanted to find Atamia.

He was like a drowning man trying to grasp at the only straw.

But there was no one around.

Jiang Huaijing's dark pupils became darker.

Not here... or gone?

You thought he was dead, so you ran away?

There was hatred in Jiang Huaijing's eyes, she treated him like this, she treated him like this!

Catch him back...

Catch him back...

Jiang Huaijing lifted the quilt off his body and staggered up from the bed. However, before he could take two steps, he suddenly fell to the ground.

He glanced at his weak legs and punched the ground angrily.

"Hero?" Atamia heard the sound and immediately opened the door.

"You're awake!" His tone was full of joy.

Jiang Huaijing raised his head stiffly when he heard the sound.

His face was pale, his lips were completely bloodless, and his narrow eyes were open and filled with bloodshot eyes, making him look ferocious and terrifying.

Seeing Atamia, Jiang Huaijing pursed his lips, and the area around his eyes slowly turned red.

Atamia inexplicably saw a somewhat aggrieved look in it. He stepped forward, leaned over and carried Jiang Huaijing back to the bed.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Huaijing paused slightly, and stared at Atamia with his dark eyes for a few seconds, then said, "Where did you go just now?"

Atamia's expression turned bad when he mentioned this. He took out the invitation in his hand and said, "This is an invitation from Prince Pain, inviting you to attend the banquet next week."

Jiang Huaijing glanced at the golden invitation, and then moved his eyes to Atamia.

He looked at Atamia's face intently, and suddenly reached out and pulled Atamia's sleeve.

Atamia was stunned for a moment, but followed Jiang Huaijing's strength and sat down on the bed.

"Master, what's wrong?"

He thought Jiang Huaijing had something to say to him.

But Jiang Huaijing just leaned forward and hugged him.

He buried his head in Atamia's neck, lowered his eyes, and did not move for a long time.

Atamia didn't speak either, he noticed something was wrong with Jiang Huaijing's mood.

There are too many secrets hidden in Jiang Huaijing's body, and the black insect-shaped pattern makes Atamia a little strange.

He had seen that pattern.

In the Zerg history books.

In ancient times, the relationship between male and female insects was not as extreme as it is today.

Although the ability of male insects is weaker than that of female insects, they are not so weak as to be ridiculous.

They can use their mental power to participate in battles and defend the Zerg together with the females.

At that time, the Zerg tribe was divided into five major tribes, among which the totem of the Suolo tribe was the pattern behind the Jianghuai scenery.

The leader of Solo is a mutant male insect. He is also the only male insect with wings in the entire Zerg race from ancient times to the present.

That totem was created to commemorate him.

It's a pity that he left no descendants in the Zerg tribe.

To be precise, none of the five leaders left any descendants in the Zerg tribe.

They all died in the catastrophe of falling meteorites.

Why does Jiang Huaijing have such a pattern on his body?