The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

Jun Moyao, who had already entered the mysterious room, originally wanted to prevent this guy from eavesdropping on him.

But I overheard such an interesting communication.

An interested smile appeared on the man's stern face, and he looked back at the berserk warrior who was bound in a large stainless steel cage.

There was a flash of pain in my heart.

Ang~~hou~hou~~

The violent warrior who was about to turn into a beast looked at the person in front of him, his claws like dragon claws grabbed the steel bar in front of him, shaking violently.

It mutated into a crocodile-like mouth, and let out a violent roar.

Jun Moyao faced the scene in front of him very calmly, and slowly released a gentle aura stronger than the opponent.

This breath seemed to have a soothing effect, making the monster that had almost lost all consciousness become a little quieter.

But the claws holding onto the fine steel rods kept shaking, as if trying to tear up the big cage that trapped him.

Jun Moyao slowly came to the big cage, looking at it gently.

Faced with such gazes, the originally very manic monster loosened its claws cautiously.

The body is shrinking back, and the color of fear is shining in the fierce eyes.

Seeing this, Jun Moyao couldn't help laughing silently, his voice was so low that it seemed to be whispering: Long Lingyun, Brother Long, can you still hear my voice?

That's right, this is exactly the one who blows up Si Lingling's paintings on Xingwang.com, Long Xiao Zhu Xing Long Lingyun.

It's just that at this moment, Long Lingyun fell into endless chaos after being sober for a short time.

It can barely remember who it is, so how can it hear anything else?

Have you really forgotten everything?

Facing Long Lingyun like this, Jun Moyao felt ashamed in his heart.

The one in front of him, although he didn't grow up with Jun's family, is the best mentor for him to practice on the battlefield.

At first he was neglected by his family,

Disliked by his father and neglected by his mother.

The little boy who felt that life was worthless, without telling the elders of his family, took advantage of the negligence of the general who transported the genetic soldiers, and secretly followed the battleship into the starry sky battlefield.

Jun Moyao, who was still very weak back then, almost died in the mouth of the star beast that intercepted and killed the genetic warrior halfway.

At that time, Long Lingyun, who had just been conscripted into the army, accidentally rescued the young man.

From then on, he followed him closely, and Jun Mo Yao would appear wherever he went.

Long Lingyun, who was disturbed by him, had no choice but to agree to form an alliance with him.

After that, the two of them, as brothers, killed the enemy and made meritorious deeds together on the starry sky battlefield.

At the same time, they learn from each other and grow up with each other.

It can be said that if there was no Long Lingyun at the beginning, there would be no Jun Moyao who grew up so fast later.

Because of this, Jun Moyao felt extremely sad when he learned that his genes had collapsed due to excessive fighting and he was about to turn into a beast.

It's just that in the past, he knew that the other party was living a difficult life, but he was powerless to help.

That's why I didn't come to visit easily.

Now, with those paintings in hand, Jun Mo Yao will come in person.

One is to confirm the efficacy of the painting, and the other is to see with my own eyes the extent to which Long Lingyun's body has collapsed.

Seeing Long Lingyun who has almost no human consciousness at this moment, the pain in Jun Moyao's heart is beyond words.

Seeing this situation clearly, Jun Moyao didn't delay, and directly took out a painting that he had prepared earlier from his body, and placed it in front of the other party.

The voice was low and soft: Brother Long, take a look at what this is?

Jun Moyao, who said these words, was actually very disturbed in his heart, wondering if the painting was as magical as his subordinates conveyed.