Master of Marvel World

Under the intoxicating moonlight, Shen He and Joan of Arc were close to each other.

They talked about many things.

Shen He talked about the past when he was just an ordinary person.

At that time, he had been living a step-by-step life. When he was studying, he had good grades that were not top but not bad. He was admitted to a university that was not top but not bad, and found a job that was not top but not bad. Thinking about it, on the contrary, it was only when he was fighting for his dream in the years of high school that he was impressed.

Joan of Arc was envious of this.

She also talked about her mother, her younger siblings, and her life in the country.

Although it is not as exciting and exciting as in the last two years of my life, every day has ordinary fun.

She was a wild child when she was a child, and she often got into fights with others. Because of her lack of physical strength, she developed the unique skill of poking the eyeball with one hand.

"I really want to go back and see what you were like at that time." Shen He yearned a little.

"If you really go, you will regret it." Joan pursed her lips and shook her head, "The conditions at that time were far from being as high as modern times. Even if there were no wars and famines, people would die easily, especially children. When you are sick, you can only pray, and I became a devout believer only after I got sick once and miraculously came back to life.”

"...There is no such thing in the history books."

Shen He's fingers slid across Joan's snow-white back, and the warmth and extremely smooth touch from his fingertips made him fascinated.

"History books will not record a dull and insignificant country girl." Joan looked at Shen He nervously, "But for me, the seventeen years before going to the battlefield accounted for most of my life. Most of the time, Master, you are in love with a rural girl who doesn't understand anything."

"It's okay, I will teach you."

Shen He suddenly noticed the bright red lips that were close at hand.

The heroic spirit is an incredible existence. Even at such a close distance, there is not even a single flaw on Joan's face.

There is also a faint, violet-like scent constantly licking the nasal cavity.

He only hesitated for less than a second, then he bowed his head loyal to his desire and gently held his seductive upper lip.

"Well"

This unexpected kiss made Joan let out an indistinct exclamation, her eyes widened suddenly, and her cheeks suddenly turned red like a burning cloud.

And in the next instant—

Shen He's arms were empty.

The girl turned into a spirit and escaped.

Shen He smacked his lips in disappointment.

"Big, the big dog is almost coming to pick us up."

Joan of Arc's figure reappeared beside Shen He, keeping a distance that both wanted to get closer and was a little timid.

Her whole body was covered with a faint blush, and she was able to stay in front of Shen He after being attacked like that, which was almost at the limit of what she could bear.

"Okay." Shen He nodded contentedly.

He still understands the reason why too much is too late, the time in the future is still very long, important feelings should be cherished.

However, Shen He still overestimated himself in the end, and the result of suppressing his restlessness was that he didn't fall asleep almost all night.

He kept a smirk all the time, staring at the ceiling with his eyes wide open, his head in a daze.

However, Superman's physique made him not tired at all, until the first ray of sunlight poured in from the window, he suddenly had a kind of motivation to look forward to every day in the future.

What's the difference in evolving from a single dog to a loving dog?

In fact, there is not much difference. It is nothing more than being awakened by a soft voice every day. When working, someone will accompany you quietly. When you are free, you can stare at your lovely lover openly and occasionally. Other than that, there are probably only some small funs like holding hands, feeding, knee pillows and so on.

With the gradual expansion of Chaldea and more and more people joining, Shen He still has a lot of things to do.

For example, the hearing that Steve participated in was actually just a formality. Tony had already arranged the relevant contacts before that. After the SHIELD was destroyed, Shen He had already entered the sight of the World Security Council directly, but As long as he is not caught on the surface, coupled with the strength they have shown, I believe these people will not dare to test his bottom line easily.

On the fifth day, the Kingdom of Attilan finally settled its affairs and went to the appointment on time. This time, it was Black Bolt King who came in person with his queen and several royal servants.

"Hill, tell me about the information you have investigated." After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Shen He went straight to the topic.

"Yes, sir." Hill walked to the screen and turned on the projection, "After we learned the location of their tribe from the captives we captured earlier, we immediately arranged for personnel to investigate. They were very cautious and noticed that the exposed I may choose to transfer directly afterward, but I have been locked and tracked by us all the time."

What appeared on the projection were some captured images.

The one that appeared the most was a woman with several scars on her face.

"Lincoln claims to be their leader, that is, Jia Ying gave them a home." Shen He glanced at Lincoln who was escorted aside, "But from our point of view, the strict rules set by Jia Ying have aggravated the situation." The aliens fear and hate human beings, they separate themselves and prohibit too much contact with the outside world, if we go to the door like this, we basically have to rely on violence to solve the problem."

Black Bolt also looked at Lincoln, and suddenly stood up and walked over, gesturing while Medusa translated.

"Do you know who we are?"

".I know." Lincoln was silent for a while before slowly opening his mouth, "The king of the Inhumans."

Shen He and others have already told him about the city of Attilan and Black Bolt King these days.

"You are also an Inhuman race, the blood we left on Earth back then. If there is a chance, you can return to a home that truly belongs to you, would you be willing?" Black Bolt continued to ask.

"...Of course my king." Lincoln finally lowered his head.

Jia Ying did create a kind of racism for them, but this kind of racism just made them have enough intimacy when facing the same race.

Not to mention, the identity of Black Bolt King is the king of the Inhuman race. This revered status has brought a lot of pressure on Lincoln.

Black Bat King put his palm on Lincoln's shoulder, and Shen He gave Hill a look. She pressed the button, and the motor collar on Lincoln's neck was automatically released.

"They are just eager to find their home." Black Bolt King gestured to Shen He, "Why don't we get in touch first, purely as Inhumans."

"This is indeed more appropriate." Shen He nodded, and then looked at Hill, "What is Skye's reaction after knowing his life experience?"

Something happened today, the update is a little late.