The Lord of Terror Is in Interstellar Retirement

[The Ke monster Shou pretending to be green tea vs. The paranoid beauty Gong pretending to be white lotus] In order to take revenge, Wu Zhaoxue entered the world of terror and finally became the Lord of Terror in a thousand years. This became the thing he regretted most in his life. He gained power and took revenge, but was unknowingly assimilated into a monster. He is the evil to be feared, the unspeakable unknown, and terror itself. Finally, Wu Zhaoxue found a way (zi), escaped from the terrifying world, and was reborn in an interstellar civilization. Technology here is advanced, life is convenient, and the future is bright, but he is just an ordinary country bumpkin, a victim rescued from the den of star thieves. This is so lucky! Wu Zhaoxue is as happy as ascending to heaven. He studied "The Female Lecturer Well-versed in Human Nature" all night long, showed off his perfect tea skills, bid farewell to the feared past, and embraced the present that everyone loves. The officers he met liked him, the cheap classmates liked him, and the younger brothers he accepted liked him awkwardly. The imperial major general who rescued him from the star thieves was even more stupid. Wu Zhaoxue would do anything, and the other party would be obsessed with him, thinking that he was the purest and innocent little white flower, blooming pitifully, and giving him everything good. It's simply a relaxing mode! Wu Zhaoxue was thinking as her tentacles flew around, happily stirring up trouble in interstellar civilization, causing waves to fly. Someone asked him to do a small favor? Just help. *** Very few people know that Xu Yan, the youngest major general in the empire, was born into a noble family. My grandfather was unjustly imprisoned, my father couldn't bear the humiliation and committed suicide, leaving only a mentally disturbed mother. It only takes a day or night for the building to collapse. At that time, Xu Yan was not even ten years old. He harbors hatred, and beneath the beautiful appearance of the flower of the high mountains, there is a twisted and forbearing heart. Once when he got an opportunity, he tried a lost metaphysics - feeding evil with his own flesh and blood and summoning evil gods. ... The evil god was actually summoned, but it was not as majestic as imagined. "He" seems innocent and unaware of himself. That's good. There's no knife that's more handy than this. This is what Xu Yan thought at first. The evil god's abilities were beyond his imagination, and his performance earned him the evil god's mercy. As long as he gives a little guidance, a random truck can crush the ants, and everything goes so smoothly that it seems unreal. Until one day, Xu Yan accidentally pushed open the door and saw his "lovely flower" "eating people". Thin black threads all over the ground, entangled and split, surged out of nothingness, crawling all over the space, like thousands of tiny mouths, gnawing at blood and vision. Wu Zhaoxue was stunned, and Xu Yan also forgot to put on a shocked expression. Uh-oh. So embarrassing. *** The evil god ruthlessly planned to leave. But the major general grabbed his wrist with red eyes. "What are you doing? Are you reluctant to let go of my handy knife?" Wu Zhaoxue's expression was cold. Countless black tentacles crawled out from the shadows, grabbed Xu Yan's neck and tightened it. He even heard the creaking sound of the muscles being severed. "Isn't it disgusting?" Wu Zhaoxue came closer to him, curling up the corners of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes: "If you don't let go, I will fill you with more terrible things and cut you off, and you won't even be able to understand what happened..." Before he finished speaking, Wu Zhaoxue was shocked to feel that his arm, which had collapsed into a wrist and foot, was being slowly rubbed with his thumb. And the face of someone who was choked by him was flushed with obsession. Wu Zhaoxue retracted her hand like an electric shock and looked at the other party with a blank expression. "... You're not disgusting." The Imperial Major General, who was famous for his beauty, kissed his trembling arms and legs with a hoarse voice: "Even if you lose your good-looking face, lovable personality, even if your whole body is broken... You are still very beautiful." "I love you, my monster baby." #, If you have saved manuscripts, your heart will be at ease, the Lord of Terror will crush the game #Only a little bit of Cthulhu element, not scary at all #1v1, psychological salvation, each other's antidote, pure love! #Pre-receivedThank you, kowtow to every little angel who ordered pre-received! Who are you, please support "The Lord of Horror Interstellar Retirement" (Let's just leave the copywriting as it is and won't change it (thump the ground) ============== Thanks in advance! "The little dragon rides on the emperor's head from the lower world" (Cute pet cookies) Xiaolong's parents died and he was ostracized in heaven. The star officials disliked him because he was small and weak, so he was reluctant to send him down whenever people called for dragons to pray for rain. If you don't work, you won't have merit. If you don't have merit, you won't grow up. If you don't grow up, you won't have a job... Xiaolong couldn't even eat steamed buns and was very distressed. At this moment, he saw an emperor who was about to sacrifice his body to heaven. He was very good-looking! Xiaolong's eyes lit up, and he took out the spiritual stones and gold items that he had stored up for three hundred years to bribe the star official and ask for a job. Down below, the dragon is coming! *** Catastrophes occur frequently in Country After three emperors in ten years, there was no improvement. Finally, some folk strangers proposed that real dragons could be summoned in a large array to quell disasters. But the cost is also huge. Legend has it that the real dragon's body is as majestic as mountains and rivers, and it is violent, cannibalistic, lewd and extravagant. Once summoned, not only will thousands of sheep and thousands of pigs be sacrificed, but also the hearts and lungs of virgins will be eaten, and the storm will be stirred up. Its cruelty is no less than a natural disaster. The choice will ultimately depend on the young emperor who has been on the throne for more than a year. Said to be the new emperor, this one was actually born to a barbarian princess. His status in the palace was like that of a slave, and he could not even read. He is not as handsome as the people from the Central Plains. He is tall and strong, with deep eyebrows. When he is silent in the palace, he is like a mountain that cannot be beaten with three sticks. "Dragon, please." He only said. On the day of the ceremony, the north wind hunted. Dark clouds are gathering, as if a vision is about to appear in the world, officials are excited, and people are longing for it. The executioner raised his butcher knife and was about to kill the crying children—— The tall and strong emperor took a step to stop their movements, drew out a dagger, and stabbed himself in the heart. "I'll do it." The ministers were shocked, but could not stop it—— Golden light penetrates the clouds. A small white dragon swam out of thin air and landed on the altar. ... Only as long as a human arm. (I can't put it down anymore, so I'm beating the ground!!!) Motto: Hope always follows despair