Chapter 162:

With the death of the last emperor of the empire and his only direct descendant, the daughter-in-law, the entire universe has since entered a period of war and chaos. Controversy began, and each star domain became its own politics. The star domain that had been loyal to the royal family fell into silence. There were also some people who wanted to take fire from the fire under the banner of descendants next to the royal family.
Generally speaking, the alliance of the three noble powers occupying more than half of the universe's star field is the largest power and should attract many small powers. However, because of the tragic battle of the doomed stars, the owners of the three noble forces were killed, the elite fleet was severely damaged, and their military strength was reduced a lot. Coupled with the fact that the new homeowner has just taken office, internal disputes and chaos among the three masters, it is already anxiety to just press the internal malady, there is no time for him to care, let alone any alliance.
Moreover, there is another point. The last emperor of the empire blew up the emperor star. The homes of the three major families were mainly responsible. If they had not persecuted the emperor too much and oppressed the royal family, things would not have developed to this point-therefore The reputation of the three major families has almost lost most of the universe. In particular, those who are loyal to the royal family, on the one hand, feel that the emperor is not worthy of continued loyalty on the one hand, and on the other hand, they hate that the noble families persecute the royal family too much, causing the emperor to be crazy, so they all claim to be incompatible with the three major family alliances.
Whether it is a small force that feels that the aristocratic alliance is untrustworthy, or a star power that hates the aristocratic alliance, they have begun to focus on a rapidly rising large power.
Marshal Troll.
The experience of this young man who almost rose like a meteor in the universe is like a miracle.
Started from scratch, but in just a few decades, he became the Marshal of the Empire.
Hundreds of wars, large and small, have never been defeated-his brilliant record is as stunning as his looks, and people in the entire universe can't help talking about it.
Even before the demise of the empire, he was one of the strongest forces in the universe. The three noble families formed an alliance to resist him. And now, after the demise of the empire, the young marshal who controlled the Imperial Galaxy is surpassing the aristocratic alliance to become the strongest force in the entire universe in both power and military strength.
Many people of insight have seen it, the black lion has come out of the cage, and there is no longer a universe that can restrict the existence of Marshal Troll, and no one can stop the rise of this terrible young man.
And the future of this male lion is probably ...
The people who understood could start to be silent.
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The jump point opened, and as the waves of light dispersed, the fleet returned to the long-awaited Fener Galaxy.
The blue-black flagship hovered quietly in the outer space of Verastar like a giant whale. Mute stood by the window and looked through the glass window at the fiery red planet in space like fiery flames. White clouds entangled it. .
He looked at it, and it was a bit embarrassing. He remembered the first time he came to this planet, the first time he saw the planet, and at that time, he had no idea that the planet turned out to be Got his 'home'.
The landing ship's door was open. He turned and walked towards the landing ship, because he turned too fast, his head fainted, and his body shook a bit, almost tripping. Fortunately, a hand stretched out from the side and held him by the arms around his waist. When he looked up, he saw Marshal Troll's face that looked good with background light anytime, anywhere. The boy blinked, grinned, stood firm, and continued to lift his feet forward.
As soon as he entered the cabin, he found a seat and sat down, then closed his eyes and leaned back, as if taking a nap.
He sat quietly with his eyes closed, his face was not very good, a little blood was missing, and there was obvious tiredness in the corners of his eyes.
"BoSS, is he sick?"
The red-haired elementary soldier next to him saw Mute's tired look and couldn't help but ask a question.
The Field Marshal was staring at Mute, who had closed his eyes and took a nap, his sword eyebrows narrowed, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his mood was not very good.
When Robin asked, he glanced at Robin and answered.
"insomnia."
Although Mute didn't say that he curled up in his arms and barely moved when he slept at night, as if asleep, but whether the person in his arms was awake or asleep, how could Troll not feel it.
Sometimes when he woke up in the middle of the night, he would see the child sitting on the bed with his knees on his knees, resting his chin on his knees and looking out of the window.
Although it's not that you can't sleep at all, but you sleep very lightly, you will wake up with a little movement, and it will be difficult to fall asleep again after waking up. He usually slept for a while when he was in his arms, but he couldn't sleep too long, and always woke up quickly.
Robbin erred.
"That's it."
He scratched his head.
Indeed, so many things have happened, especially the kind of destructive memories. If it were ordinary people, I'm afraid I can't stand it for a long time. Mute can't really have no reaction at all, especially this teenager is more emotional type.
"Do you want to give him a sleep aid or something ..."
When it comes to half of it, whether it is sleep aids or drugs, it is to regulate the spirit of insomnia, soothing the insomnia and helping them fall asleep-and Mute, as Gha, has super strong mental strength, The method that regulates the human spirit has no effect on Mute.
Too strong mental power is not all good.
Robin was so emotional in his heart, looking at the teenager's apparently poor face, and scratched his head again.
Troll pursed his lips without saying a word, and his eyes fell lightly on Mutter's face.
He is not in a good mood right now.
As the commander of the biggest force in the universe now, he can do nothing about this kind of thing. The only thing he could do was to hold the person in his arms every night, caress Mute's head, comfort him, and let him take a short nap.
"That ... BoSS ..."
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In the middle of the night, Mute woke up again. He was not surprised. Basically, he used to sleep until dawn. He had insomnia during this time. He would wake up at night if he could n’t sleep at night. Fall asleep.
Outside the window, the bright moon in the night sky was falling, and the silver-like fine light fell on the green grass. With a faint moonlight, he looked at the time.
Maybe it ’s because I ’m home and I ’m familiar with it, coupled with holding Caesar in the afternoon and not letting go, holding the warm and fluffy body of the Black Panther and struggling a bit better, he was I slept a little longer.
The major general was not around, probably something was going out for a while.
A little hot.
Mute thought, raised her hand and wiped a little sweat from her forehead.
Sweating to sleep, I always feel slimy.
He thought that he couldn't fall asleep anyway, so just take a bath.
Mute usually seldom takes a bath, most of the time just taking a shower. He finds this convenient, and he is not very used to the feeling of soaking in hot water. He thinks it will make him dizzy.
Another reason is that Marshal Troll, the specially built villa, has too much bathing space-almost as large as a swimming pool. Rather than a bath, Mute felt that it was more like a big hot spring.
It's too extravagant.
Mute thought so, and was troublesome, so he rarely went.
It is probably the same idea as him. He has never seen the major general go there. Every time the major general takes a bath quickly and cleanly, he probably does not like to waste time on it.
Walking around the back corridor, Mute walked into the huge bath house. As soon as he went in, a burst of heat came on his face, and he looked up, and suddenly felt like he was not in the house but in the wild.
The white mist is lingering, but the scattered gravel road can be clearly seen in the white mist. The clear hot springs meander in the low hills, and most of the sight is in front of them. A small part is looming, shrouded by stacked mounds.
Half is green grass, and the other half is covered with snow.
The roof of the house should be transparent, and you can see the crescent moon in the night sky, cold and white light. The hot spring is surrounded by trees with white and red leaves. The mangroves are clustered, and the dense crown is slightly dazzling.
The spring was so quiet as a mirror, the moonlight reflected in it.
The scenery was so beautiful that Mute looked dazed for a while.
It's just a bath tub. Is it such a big battle?
However, he thought again, this planet is a major general, let alone tossing a luxurious version of the bath, people just pull a whole snow mountain down to make his own private bath, no one dares to object.
Ah, the wicked ruling class.
Too extravagant.
Too corrupt.
Speaking in my heart, Mute walked in, and the door closed automatically.
A corner of the house could still be seen outside, and when the door was closed, only a gravel path could be seen far away in the distant night, and the door just closed could not be seen at all.
Presumably the doors and walls have been hidden by the stereo projection.
but……
Mute stepped on his feet. The snow under his feet was not illusory. The red leaves falling down to his palms were also real. The little red leaves were shaking in his palms, making his palms slightly itch.
He couldn't help laughing.
Corruption is extravagant, and it's not bad.
Mute thought so, he stood by the hot spring, one by one.
The white shirt was open, the collar slipped from the shoulders to the elbows, and the slightly thin shoulders were exposed. The white mist brushed the fair and delicate skin. The fine moonlight fell from the sky and shone on the bare shoulders. On the other hand, the skin looks shiny.
The boy lowered his head and unbuttoned his clothes, and his back neck showed a very graceful curve.
The light black hair was scattered on the soft skin of the back of the neck. It was slightly moist because of the mist, and a long tuft of black hair was softly stuck to the back, and the ends were submerged into the arc of the butterfly bone.
With the last button unbuttoned, the white shirt slid down on the elbow was taken off.
The juvenile's waist is very slender, and there is almost no softness in the muscles.
When he bent down, there was a beautiful curve between that waist and the straight thighs. His bare feet were stepping on the snow, and the lines of his ankles extended upwards. Although those legs were not as long as someone's inhuman long legs, they were also slender and well-proportioned. .
A basket flew over automatically, and Mute casually threw all the clothes off, and took a white towel from the inside and tied it around his waist. Because it was tied casually, the towel slumped around the waist seemed to slide down at any time.
As soon as the boy stood up and looked at his back, he could see that the arcs on both sides of the waist came along the tailbone, and the lines converged on the tailbone. He turned it, and the bath towel slipped a little, and he could see To the faint trace of the ditch that is hidden above the bath towel.
Mute was about to enter the water, noticing a faint moist, light black forehead hair smeared in front of his eyes, somewhat blocking his sight.
He raised his hand and was about to pull the strand of hair behind his ear.
Suddenly, the ankles that got cold because of stepping on the snow suddenly became hot.
His chest shuddered.
He felt a hot hand grabbing his ankle on the ground--
At a time, the shots of various late-night ghosts, water ghosts, and underground bone hands quickly flashed from his mind--
Shocked by all kinds of horrible memories, the teenager's blank mouth suddenly instinctively shouted--
A huge force came from the ankle. Before Mute could shout, he was dragged backwards by that strength.
There was a clear splash of water in the silent night, and the water splashed.
Mute fell back into the water and sank all of a sudden.
The body was surrounded by warm water. The water poured in from all directions, covering his entire skin. The suffocation immersed in the water made the teenager instinctively want to open his mouth. But one second before he could open his mouth, his mouth was blocked.
Someone hugged him sinking in the water and blocked his lips in the water.
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"BoSS, you see, in fact, this insomnia, if you are very tired, you probably won't lose any sleep."
"...?"
"Ahem, BoSS, this little guy obviously thinks too much before he can have insomnia. Don't give him time to think about everything."
"How to do it?"
"Wipe! I've made it so obvious!"
The red-haired junior squeezing and frowning, holding one hand in vain, forcing the forefinger of the other hand to poke into the hole in the holding hand, how the movement looked so insignificant.
"This way-you know, you work hard, you are tossed hard, you don't think too much, then-wow!"
Robin, who had not finished speaking, was kicked out by Via, who had a black face next to him.
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Unreliable subordinates provide unreliable methods.
The treatment of insomnia is not known for the time being, but the effect is completely opposite for Troll.
[Tossing him fiercely ...]
These words echoed in his mind, a fire was inexplicably burning in his heart, and it was uncomfortable. The little guy who was born was arching into his arms without knowing it, and the way he trusted him could only endure him.
Until the insomniac Mute fell asleep, he had not been able to sleep. Holding the person who curled up in his arms unguardedly, the breath of hair wrapped around the tip of his nose, like a temptation, giving him the impulse to bite down and devour this person. .
The Marshal Lord kissed the sleeping boy's lips with almost all his self-control, then got up and went out, trying to dispel the fire in his body and enter again.
When he went out, he found that he was sweating, and he snorted uncomfortably, and simply went to clean, because he didn't want to go back so fast, he went to the hot spring pool rarely, and planned to soak for a while to calm down .
I just didn't expect him to enter the hot spring pool not long after that, the little guy followed.
Because he was leaning on the turning point of the stone wall at that time, and the mist was hazy, Mute probably didn't see him, thinking there was no one here, so ...
The person was crushed into the water, blocked the other's lips, and the tip of his tongue pierced into the other's mouth, almost fiercely agitating, taking everything from the other.
not enough.
Marshal thought.
Not enough!
As long as I think of the scene I just saw, there is a fire burning in his body.
The child stood there unprepared, slender and beautiful naked limbs bathed in the moonlight, standing in the snow.
At that moment, he could never think of anything other than crushing that aching body in his arms.
He was like a beast hidden in the night, and quietly approached his defenseless prey.
Grab it and drag it into your arms.
He couldn't see the corners of his eyes that were red with desire, but he knew that he was like a hungering beast who wanted to devour the man in his arms.
The heat seeping from his body spread to his whole body, especially his lower abdomen, and was burned to the point of faint pain.
Men's long narrow blue and blue phoenix eyes are always indifferent, like the frost on the top of the snow mountain, like the frozen glaciers in the deep sea, but at this moment, there is an astonishing flame of desire in it. He almost burned his eyes.
The flames burning from the ice are the most terrifying.
Obviously the whole person was immersed in the water, but he felt a dry mouth. The crazy flame was burning from his eyes and from his body, as if it could burn him all into ashes.
The heat is lingering, the white mist is spreading, and the red leaves are scattered on the white snow, like small clusters of flames burning in the snow.
Silver-shattered moonlight fell from the night sky and shone into the water, illuminating the two entangled bodies in the water.