Chapter 1520

Yan Ming looked at Yan Tao's eyes and moved slightly.

The boy who drank the medicine turned a little better.

But his eyes were still closed and unconscious.

Qin Zong stooped slightly and stretched out his arm to hold her up.

Put it in the nutrition warehouse and let her have a good rest.

Then he glanced at Yan Mingshen, who was murmuring to himself over there: "please make some medicine to warm up the spirit and heal Yan Tao."

Yan Mingshen frowned: "I want to adjust it, but those of them are blocked at the door and can't take out the material configuration."

Qin Zong thought a little, walked to the main console with his long legs, and casually pointed his slender jade like fingers on the light screen in the void.

On the light screen, the internal structure of the whole star ship emerged.

There are several red light spots in the main control room in the center of the star ship, but there is no human shadow at all.

Tan Zifeng used things to shield the star ship's positioning system.

If not, he would not have followed up so confidently.

Qin Zong brushed a cold awn across his deep Phoenix eyes, and his hand clicked twice on the light screen.

The gate of the main control room turned into a transparent color after a moment, revealing the long corridor outside the main control room.

Third master Qin walked to the door with a cold voice: "in fact, we can talk."

The corridor is as quiet as a chicken.

There was no reply.

He was not in a hurry. He dragged a chair and sat down.

The slender legs are casually placed in one place, but the back is straight, just like pines, cypresses and bamboos.

A pair of cold eyes are as deep as the sea, with a shallow frost attached to the fundus of the eyes.

The sound line was like jade, calm and indifferent: "as far as I know, there is no tan family in the current first-class aristocratic family of the Empire."

"I've worked hard on the planet Matt for more than 2000 years. But the owner is gone. Everything you insist on will end up in vain."

Hiding in the dark, Tan Zifeng was holding his breath. When he heard this, he froze uncontrollably.

Rely on strong self-control to refute, but continue to hide in the dark.

This is just to trick him into appearing.

He can't mess with himself.

Qin Zong faced the still silent corridor. Lengjun's face was like thousands of years of cold snow on the iceberg: "you want to get the information in his hand, I want to return to the Empire safely."

"You can help me, and I can help you."

Qin Zong's words fell for a long time, and the corridor was still silent.

Yan Mingshen put his hands around his chest and leaned against the door frame. Although he had a baby face, his temperament was gentle.

When he didn't speak, he was vaguely elegant and charming.

He stretched lazily and continued to watch the play with a smile.

I waited for five minutes.

Tan Zifeng's skeptical voice sounded from a place in the corridor: "why should I believe you?"

"You don't need to trust me."

Qin Zong opened his mouth lightly and coldly. He raised his head and put a cool irony on his lips: "it's a matter of mutual benefit. You should know which one is the best for you."

"Yan Ming will not give you the information."

Tan Zifeng's face showed a moving expression, and some vigilance was born under his heart at the same time.

"He has no choice."

Qin Zong's dark eyes sank slightly: "the reason why I cooperate with you is very simple. Someone here is injured and must be equipped with healing medicine. Otherwise, his life may be in danger."

Self exposure is short.

Sometimes it makes the other party more believe.