1170 Chapter 1169 of “Quickly Traveling [Jade Body Exposed]”

Interstellar Trainer

[Phase 1: Taming Completed]

[The second stage: the nightmare has started]

Strategy characters: royal family members (can be randomized)

One year later, it was dark at night in District 8.

The eighth area, shrouded in fog all year round, is a forbidden place where interstellar bandits, killers, and rebels are imprisoned.

A medium-sized shuttle landed from mid-air, and the dense mist obscured the light. The air flow stirred up the sand and gravel on the ground, and also caused the hem of Celia’s skirt to bulge.

She covered her mouth and nose to avoid choking on the fine gravel.

The silver-white hatch opened, and the first thing that bore the brunt were ten heavily armed Alliance troops.

Celia’s father, Aldrich, the executive officer of District 8, was particularly surprised and led his men to greet him.

Celia followed step by step at the end of the team, seemingly lowering her head meekly, but in fact she still raised her eyes to look ahead from time to time.

The heavy footsteps of the sergeants were particularly clear in the silent night.

But in this uniformity, Celia heard something strange.

Click, click, click. The slender heels tapped rhythmically. It was obviously a gravel land, but these special steps seemed to be walking on flat ground.

As the sound approached, strands of fragrance floated in the air, rushing into the tip of her nose through the cool night breeze.

If ice had a taste, this would be it.

Celia thought in a daze.

“You… come… he is… off…” The night wind also brought Aldrich’s respectful whispers, but he could not hear them clearly intermittently.

Then she heard a low, female voice: “Take me there.” It was different from all the sounds she had heard, not crisp and bright.She is not gentle and pleasant, let alone coquettish and coquettish.

It was a lazy and hoarse voice with a cold and indifferent tone, but it could make people’s ears feel warm and a layer of dense pimples appear on their skin.

She couldn’t help her curiosity and quickly raised her head and glanced at it.

Lin Lin’s figures were shaking, but one of them was particularly distinctive.

She was surrounded by stars like a moon in the center. The brim of her hat covered most of her face, revealing only her sharp lower jaw and light-colored thin lips.

The profile of half of the face is clear-cut and the edges are as sharp as a knife, but there is no roughness at all.

She was wearing a special uniform, with a stand-up collar that outlined her slender and graceful neck, and the collar was woven with dark golden lines that snaked over most of her chest.

The long clothes were parted, and the slender legs wrapped in black boots were vaguely visible, depicting straight and smooth calf lines.

As if aware of Celia’s gaze, she tilted her head in her direction.

Celia lowered her head hurriedly.

After an unknown amount of time, the familiar footsteps sounded again, and they gradually approached her position.

Celia nervously grabbed the hem of her skirt, her palms became sticky with sweat, and she wished she could bury her head in her neck.

Click, click, click, as if stepping on her heart.

Suddenly a pair of dark boots appeared in the field of vision, and a hand reached over, neither light nor heavy, and pinched her chin.

The texture of the leather was slightly cool, and Celia was involuntarily raised her head, looking into a pair of eyes that were darker than the night.

The woman looked down at her.

Celia didn’t know how to describe these clear eyes, which were like an absorbing whirlpool, trying to absorb all her heart, soul, and mind. “Aldrich, is this your daughter?” she heard the person in front of her ask.

The cold fragrance aggressively occupied all the air around her.