This guide is insane (Interstellar)

.... "Which department of clothing is this? Why is there no logo on his chest? The assistant rushed over and whispered something in his ear. The host of the battle stared wide-eyed as if he didn't believe it, and his lips moved as if asking for something. The assistant Nodding repeatedly, the situation was a little awkward.

After coughing twice, he continued, "And the guides of the third class of the second year of the Guidance Academy. This is a close match. Let us wait and see." , This is basically a one-sided crushing. Whether it is in terms of numbers or strength, the outcome of this battle cannot be more clear. Unless the person who is watching is blind, how can such an obvious thing not be seen? come out.

Everyone here thinks so. In fact, they don't care much about this duel. In their view, this duel is a complete farce. The duel between the guide and the sentinel is not equal at all, okay?The guides have always been the combat aids of the Sentinels, and they have never been pulled out to fight the Sentinels alone. If this happens, there is only one possibility and that is that the Sentinels die in battle. Since the Sentinels died in battle, it is obviously the result of the battle Once set, the value of the guide on the battlefield will also disappear.

So rather than saying that they came here to watch the battle, it is better to say that they came to see the guide. They are more curious about what the challenged guide looks like, whether it is good-looking, easy to get along with, whether it is possible to hook up, etc. A series of things that have no nutrition at all.

None of them think that Xuechen will win, even those who gamble outside the door don't bother to set up a gamble for this, they can think about it whatever they want, and they can look at it whatever they want, anyway, the facts will teach them the most vivid lesson, this This scene must be remembered by them all their lives, don't underestimate the guide, don't underestimate anyone on the battlefield, otherwise it will be a lesson in blood.

The referee waved the flag in his hand and began to preach the rules of the game. The sentries sitting in the auditorium were lazy. They complained that the angle was not good and they couldn't see the guide's face. It was such a good opportunity but it was in vain. It would be a pity to miss it. Maybe after the game is over, rushing over to comfort him can leave a good impression on the guide.

"The rules of the game are to assemble guns in the virtual field and use them to shoot. The score is calculated according to the time and shooting accuracy. Now everyone please take their positions and get ready..."

A teacher next to him looked at his companion next to him, and said with a half-smile, "You guys are really going to take advantage of it. The other party is from the Wizard Academy who doesn't learn how to assemble weapons at all, and shooting requires vision. In comparison, this advantage allows you to take advantage of it."

Another echoed: "This is also for the good of the guide. If you lose like this, at least you can find an excuse to go down the next level." The pain in the teacher's heart, can he say that he arranged this way because he was afraid of being slapped in the face again?

God knows what kind of pain it is to have everyone in a class wiped out within 3 minutes. This time, the painful experience of the past must not be repeated, otherwise the whole school will really become famous. Now only the teachers of the combat department know If the logistics department, the command department and other small departments know about this matter, how will they live? What is the dignity of the combat department?

Yan Zhuo, who was sitting at the bottom, was eager to try, glanced at his dozing partner next to him, and kicked him vigorously, that person suddenly woke up and looked at Yan Zhuo with dissatisfaction: "Yan Zhuo, what are you doing?" He was vague Speaking of it, Yan Zhuo ignored him and just stood up, the brilliance in his eyes was beating, he also knew the result of the battle, but the result in his heart was different from everyone else, "Keep your eyes open, you can see him moving the gun There are not many people in the entire interstellar world."

"What did you say?" The little friend didn't understand why Yan Zhuo was excited, but he just lazily raised his eyelids and then closed them again, just pretend that the person next to him had a convulsion, what's so interesting about this kind of game with a predetermined result, It's better to find my own Lan Lan in my dream. Lan Lan is my goddess. I don't know if I can meet her in my dream tonight.

"Start." With an order, all the people started to move. The students in the ninth class of the third year looked at the parts at hand and quickly assembled them. According to what they had learned, the prototype of this gun had already appeared in the In his mind, all he needs now is to process this large pile of raw materials according to the analysis in the textbook.

Xuechen glanced at these weapon materials in front of him, slid his fingertips across them one by one, flipped this one occasionally, picked up another one occasionally, looked at this one against the sunlight, and pinched it carefully with his fingers, feeling That's great, and it's great to pick up another one and play with this one in his hand, he doesn't know what kind of gun these parts are, but it still doesn't prevent him from assembling it.

His eyes were very gentle, as if he was obsessed with it. Whether it was in the original world or the abandoned star he traveled to later, he never had the opportunity to touch such delicate original parts. He never thought that he would have such an opportunity now.

The referee looked at where Xuechen was standing in a daze, and felt a little sympathetic, why should he be so presumptuous, he was dumbfounded!Can't bear to see him too embarrassed to come down, the referee came up and asked me to help you with something?According to the regulations, you can seek help once.

Hearing this, Xue Chen didn't turn his head, but just said, "Give me the paper and pen."

"What?" The referee didn't understand what Xue Chen meant. Shouldn't he ask for a picture book at this time?What do you need paper and pen for?

Although he didn't know what the other party was going to do, he still called his assistant to pass the pen and paper to Xuechen, reached out to take the pen and paper, carefully lined up the materials in front of him, and then wrote vigorously.

The strange situation here has attracted the attention of some people. Many teachers from the Sentinel Academy surrounded them, leaned forward and tilted their heads. No one knew what the lines in Xuechen's pen were. Pushing the glasses to look at Xuechen's side face full of doubts, could it be what he thought, but, but.The teacher of the manufacturing department was a little speechless. He knew in his heart how unreasonable his speculation was, but the reality was right in front of him.

With the rubbing of the pen tip on the paper, the assembly of the Sentinels over there has been more than half completed. Seeing that Xuechen is still fighting with such a large amount of materials, they can't help but feel the joy of victory in their hearts. They will win this battle. , finally proud in front of this guide, although this method is not glorious, it seems that there is nothing to show off in winning a game against a person who has never learned how to assemble weapons.

But soon they will be severely slapped in the face by reality. Don't forget that Xuechen's teacher specializes in mechas. Although Xuechen is not as skilled as his teacher, it is still easy to assemble a small gun. What he assembled is not the final standard finished body of these materials, but it doesn't matter as long as it can shoot.

A large group of characters on the paper seemed to convey some hidden information. The teacher of the manufacturing department came to Xuechen's side again, and looked up at Xuechen's side face from the large string of numbers without any concatenation, staring for a long time.

"What is this?" The person next to him was given a blank stare as soon as he opened his mouth, "Look at it quietly if you don't understand." The teacher of the manufacturing department said, drawing a line on the paper with the tip of the pen, and the voice stopped abruptly.

Xuechen threw the pen in place with a snap, as if a galaxy was rushing in his eyes, he moved, and the original parts flew between his dexterous fingers, and it didn't take long before they were completely disassembled, and the sound of assembly Without stopping for a moment, he seemed to have no need to observe or think. He already had a blueprint in his mind, but no one around him could see it.

The onlookers were a little puzzled whether this was assembly or disassembly, and what he was going to do.Only the teacher of the manufacturing department raised his head, with sparks burning in his eyes, and said, "He is creating."

☆, who did it

In the dark corner of the field, Yan Huamiao silently watched the figure on the field. He enjoyed every second of the present. Xue Chen couldn't see him here, but he could see Xue Chen clearly, even if his figure was discovered. It doesn't matter, at least there is no need to bear Xuechen's scrutiny here, this shadow makes him feel extremely at ease.

The figure behind him gradually became hazy, and it seemed that only he and the other party were left in the sky and the earth. He was absorbed in looking at the sight of the other party, and he could clearly see every pore of the other party, and saw that person's flaming eyes.Yan Huamiao realized that something was wrong, the excessive amplification of the five senses had lost control, but even so, he couldn't help but want to let it go, until the sound was slowly withdrawn from the scene, and the wind blowing over the body surface could not bring any feeling , where he stood quietly, like a sculpture in front of an ancient castle standing still for thousands of years.

The wind gliding slightly seemed to convey some ominous message, Yan Huamiao's pupils shrank, but this time he didn't seem to be favored by the God of Time.He took a slow beat, something scratched his shoulder, and some warm liquid flowed across his skin.

The scene changed, the Xuechen over there has been assembled, this is not the work in the illustration in the textbook, this is a sentence mentioned by the old man in the exile star by accident, he shook it in his hand, the heavy weight was in his hand, This real feeling is neither ethereal nor illusory, it is a real weapon presented as an entity, not a blueprint, not a theory, and the tactile feeling makes people obsessed.

The teacher of the manufacturing department glanced at the gun in Xuechen's hand, and said, "Come to the manufacturing department, I will teach you how to make mechas. Your talent should not be buried for nothing like this."

Xue Chen shook his head, "I already have a teacher, but it's a pity he's gone, and I won't let anyone else be my teacher." Flicking the gun with his fingertips, Xue Chen's expression was a little sad. Your emotions are complex and indescribable. If you really want to describe it, you can only use this metaphor. A person promises to save you, but the price is that you have to cut off your hands or feet, or even sacrifice other more important things. You promised to live, and since then you have lost the most beautiful and irreplaceable thing. Whenever night falls, you have to lick your scars in the dark, saying that you don’t regret it, at least you are still alive.

Thoughts drifted far away, Xuechen came to the sniper simulation field with a gun in his hand. The overall time spent on him was roughly the same as that of the sentinels on the assembly field. At this time, they were a little dazed. Chen can still stand here, according to previous predictions, just assembling the guns is enough to make the guide feel overwhelmed, but now...

The sentries rested their eyes on Xuechen's hand, the gun in his hand looked very strange, what is it?Can it really be used for shooting?Doesn't it look oddly shaped to explode?Everyone was puzzled, but there was not much time left for them to observe. Anyway, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue with Xuechen.

Everyone on the sniper field stands in a row, the sun scorches the air, distorting the image of the target in the air, this is an illusion, all the targets are imaged with the help of the optical brain, and this distorted image is also a test of shooting One of the methods used by the observers, the sentries cautiously estimated the deviation of the image, the vision was expanded to the maximum, and the world in their eyes instantly became extraordinarily clear. They raised the gun in their hands and glanced at Xuechen, "Shall we come first?"

Xuechen nodded, it doesn't matter who comes first, the sentries turned their heads to look at the virtual field, the guns in their hands were a little scorching, sweat dripped down their foreheads and into their collars, they couldn't tell whether it was a virtual perception or their real one. reaction.

To be a sentinel of confidence, we have developed five senses and a strong physique, while the other side..., the other side...The sentinel gritted his teeth and lowered his head, his hair covered his sight. They had to admit that they knew nothing about Xuechen. At this time, the sentence rang in their minds, what is the most important point in a fight?It is to understand who can be messed with and who can't.He couldn't be evaluated by the standards of a guide. He was refreshing the concept of a guide every moment. He set up the gun in his hand, the sound sounded, and a strong recoil was exerted on his shoulder.

"Target hit." As soon as the voice fell, countless cheers surged and disappeared in the field. The sentry closed his eyes, put down the gun in hand, breathed, and breathed again. , it brought him a lot of pressure, he couldn't guess how far the other party could do it?It's all business as usual, he didn't make any low-level mistakes.

Xue Chen brushed past him, the sentinel turned around and stared at his back, clenched his fist secretly.He picked up the gun, put his fingers on it and fired without hesitation, only hearing a gunshot piercing through the field, then Xue Chen straightened up and turned his head to leave, he was very confident in his ability, and he knew the result well, here To him, the match was just a scene, every step was expected, the only thing he didn't know was how long the scene would take, he looked at a shadow above the field, and his heart trembled, I wasn't looking for What about him, just, where did that guy go?

"Hit the target." The familiar voice sounded again, but this time the audience was silent, did he hit it?Such a reckless shooting, actually hit?

"A round of tie, increase the difficulty and continue the extra match".The venue was silent for a few seconds and then there was an uproar. Is it a coincidence that I got hit?As time passed, the venue was distorted and shaped again, and the surroundings were gradually filled with some messy noises.

The two sides bowed again and entered, the round continued, Xuechen was a little uneasy, Yan Huamiao hadn't come back yet.I don't know how many times the scene has been changed, how many rounds the guns have fired, and where I am. I only know that the difficulty of shooting in the virtual field is constantly increasing, and the game is still going on.

Suddenly, "Miss the target." Piercing the people who were immersed in the past, they suddenly woke up, "Miss the target? Did the guide make a mistake?" People looked around, but they saw that Xuechen had just raised his gun, and it seemed that he hadn't shot yet.

Isn't that the guide?Could it be..., the sentinels looked a little ugly. With the sound falling, their psychological defense was broken, various mistakes began to occur in the sentinel queue, and the number of contestants on the field decreased one after another.

The headmaster of Sentinel Academy rubbed his temples with his fingertips. What should he do? Originally, he wanted to embarrass the other party, but now he is facing the dilemma of being demolished. Maybe he should ask the old guy from the Wizard Academy to settle the situation.

Touching the gun in the hand lightly, the line of sight is concentrated on the virtual field, the sound of the gun sounds, the end, the end, weaving all this into the end.

"In the middle." The chaotic noise in the virtual venue could no longer suppress the final sound, and the sentries lowered their heads. They must be better. Only in this way can they be needed on the battlefield and not be robbed of their jobs by the guide.

Xuechen put down the gun, moved his shoulders, and ignored the people who announced the results. This battle was not nutritious for him, and he felt tired. He looked around the field again. Where is Yan Huamiao?Where did he go, what happened, and he hasn't come back yet?He opened his mental power to look for Yan Huamiao's figure, but found nothing, and felt a little irritable. Xuechen realized that he was used to leaving him a place in his sight, and now that he lost his part in his vision, it was empty. It was uncomfortable when it came down suddenly, and I wanted to find something to fill it up, but found that no one was just right except him.

In a trance, something touched by the spiritual thread, it was a barrier, and the inside was inside, a voice said so loudly, looking at Jiu Ge on the ground, he said, "Follow up, looking for your husky (Silver Wolf) Go." Jiuge twisted his buttocks, and shot out like a cannonball, sprinting and scurrying.

No matter what he did, Xue Chen raised his legs and left the field, but was stopped by the referee halfway: "Student Xue Chen, you haven't received the award yet, student Xue Chen..." Xue Chen ignored his obstruction and turned over the scene. Fence, the figure disappeared from everyone's sight. The principal of Sentinel Academy stroked his beard and sighed, "He is really a man like the wind." How to speak.

No matter how they reacted, Xuechen was impatient now. He had a bad feeling that Yan Huamiao might be in trouble. His figure was walking through the woods, and his mental power was blocked by other guides, so he couldn't pinpoint it accurately.

Bastard, where did the man go, and what happened to him?Xuechen was a little frustrated, slowly gathered his five fingers together, and hammered hard on the nearby tree, only to hear a loud bang, the trunk shook violently a few times, and some leaves fell to his feet.

He raised his head and took a few deep breaths to force himself to calm down, but the more he thought about calming down, the more irritable and restless he became. I don’t know when the name Yan Huamiao began to affect his heart all the time. He is not a stranger. He lives with himself under the same roof. Now he is here but he is missing.

Suddenly Xuechen smiled, his hair blocked his sight, and he ran his hands through the hair and gathered it behind his head. Bloodthirsty light flashed in Xuechen's eyes, "Don't let me know who it is, or even if you risk everything I Send him to hell too." The mental power was expanded to the greatest extent, and it hit the mental barriers established by the guides, those annoying things that hindered him.

"Very good, are you stopping me? Then just destroy it all!" Xuechen felt a sharp throbbing pain deep in his brain, and his body shook slightly, but he was quickly caught by him. Forcibly restraining the mental power and sharpening it into countless sharp knives, and throwing it away at the barrier, only countless crisp sounds can be heard in my mind.

The guide in the distance had a sweet smell in his throat, the blood dripping on the grass stems was particularly conspicuous, his pupils were a little divergent, his sea of ​​consciousness was on the verge of collapsing, the attack was brutal, and he destroyed everything he encountered without reason .Some guides were unable to support the barrier and shattered. Even though the rest tried their best to make up for it, there was still a short time gap left.

This is enough. Restraining the pain of exhaustion in the spiritual sea, Xue Chen turned his eyes to the distance. There, a dodge left only a few grass stalks lying on the ground, and the flames in his eyes scorched everything. He was bound to let those people pay the price.

The wind sang beside him, and the footsteps rustled. He stabbed the enemy's throat with a deadly knife, and the blood flowed all over the ground, but he still couldn't stop the anger in his heart. He smelled the smell of blood. It was Yan Huamiao. of it? , "If you want to die, just tell me, find me, I will give you a good time." Xue Chen kicked the fallen corpse, his heart became more and more manic, he had to tear these damned guys one by one to calm down.

The besieging crowd opened a bloody path, and the sentinels stopped. Yan Huamiao noticed the strange atmosphere, stopped the blade in his hand and glanced aside, a man walked out of the jungle, his body was covered with blood, and his flame-colored pupils were facing Look over your shoulder.Yan Huamiao saw the man opened his mouth, and the voice echoed in the empty forest, he said, "Who did it."

The author has something to say: Although the writing style is not very good, but through revisions one after another, I still hope that everyone can read it more smoothly.

☆、Brother has taken a fancy to you

Blood flowed all over the ground, forming this purgatory-like scene. Xuechen shuttled in the dance of light and shadow, and the tip of the knife took away souls one after another. A voice in his heart was clamoring, "Go and destroy, destroy everything."

He couldn't control the desire to kill. He hoped that the lights of swords and swords would melt into one piece, and the screams gradually disappeared in his ears. His whole body seemed to be a blooming flower of hell, taking the flesh and blood of others as nourishment.

"Xuechen, calm down." A voice rang in his ears, the blade in Xuechen's hand stopped for a moment, the bright blade reflected a pair of blood-red pupils, the smell of fresh blood filled his nostrils, Xuechen recovered and turned his head Looking at the dead body on the ground, I felt the pain of penetrating abdomen. I slightly covered the blood stained clothes with my hands. I was a little trance, which might be a sign of mental exhaustion. I raised my eyes and looked at Yan Huamiao who was standing there. His body was covered with blood. It is a dazzling red.

Deliberately wanted to move forward a few steps, but his body was a little out of control, Xue Chen knew how aggressive his actions were, and also knew that today he lost his usual calmness.It could have been intact, it could have brought the battle to a more perfect conclusion, but he didn't want to, didn't want to defend, didn't want to spend time looking for opportunities to attack, and in the bottom of his heart he didn't want to let those bastards live for a second, even if it was their death Before the last struggle and gasp, but also stingy to give.

The attack was like dense raindrops, he crushed everything he touched, no matter whether he was injured or died, no one could stop him from tearing those people to pieces.

Yan Huamiao's figure was a bit blurred in his vision, Xue Chen saw him pull the tip of the knife away from the enemy, then ran towards here, and instantly fell into a warm embrace.

Yan Huamiao said, "I'm fine. Let's find a place to settle down first. Promise me not to mess around like this." His voice was a little trembling, he was afraid of losing.

"You like me?" Xue Chen's consciousness was in a trance, but he could hear it.

"Yes, don't you know?" Yan Huamiao said, he was looking forward to hearing Xuechen's answer but he didn't.

Xuechen just obediently let this person help him move forward, his body leaned on his shoulders and his heart was filled with an indescribable security. Eyes, fingers gently brushed his face.

Time passed for a long time, Xuechen opened his eyes in the dark, moved his legs a little, then turned over vigilantly, subconsciously touched the pillow, where there should be a dagger under it, but there was nothing, raised his eyes to look around , dark rock walls, uneven rocks, and some messy moss attached to the rock walls, where is this?

"Wake up." A familiar voice sounded, Xue Chen turned his head and saw Yan Huamiao sitting next to him. He was smearing the wound with a big ball of green herbs.

Xuechen looked down at the wound on his abdomen that had been simply bandaged. This should have been done by Yan Huamiao when he was unconscious. His eyes stopped on Yan Huamiao's arm, and the tight string in his heart relaxed. The wound did not look deep. It's probably just a scrape and it's fine.

Sensing Xuechen's gaze frequently moving over his wound, Yan Huamiao tore off a piece of clothing and tied it hastily to cover it, "They used interference equipment, and the space button and communication have failed, so now we can only use some herbs to temporarily bandage it. "

Xue Chen turned his head and let out a hum, and lowered his eyes to the side, and after a while, his gaze focused on Yan Huamiao's arm again. Unfortunately, their eyes collided, and Xue Chen looked away in a panic.

"Very concerned?" Yan Huamiao moved closer.

"What do you care about? I know this kind of wound can't do anything to you." Xue Chen said.

Hearing this, Yan Huamiao sat next to Xuechen, and Xuechen moved away. For some reason, he didn't want to get too close to this person, maybe because he was afraid of being seen?The rhythm of the beating of the two hearts that were close to each other was exceptionally in tune, which made Xuechen feel uncomfortable all over his body.

"Your heart is beating very fast." Yan Huamiao said, "Isn't it? You are beating at the same speed as me." Xue Chen straightened his body, trying to make himself less guilty, his gaze was erratic, Xue Chen didn't know what to look at Where to go, that rock wall is so special, that mushroom is so round, and that piece of green moss is so cute, no matter what, he dare not focus on Yan Huamiao, so he can only try his best to divert his attention.

"You care very much." Yan Huamiao said again, Xuechen scratched his head and mustered up the courage to look at the other party, "I'm just curious who hurt you, I have to say that he is good." Xuechen said against his will, Yan Huamiao Leaning against the stone wall behind him, he pretended to be calm, but his heart jumped with joy, "You care about me very much."

"I said, I'm just curious who it is..." Halfway through the speech, Xue Chen realized that this is not a problem, "I..." Xue Chen faltered for a while, rubbed his fingers a little uneasy, and turned to look at Yan Huamiao on the side, he is handsome, elegant, powerful, born in a famous family, and has a prominent position. This is an impeccable person, even if you are picky, you can't find anything in this person.

Being caught by such a nearly perfect person and occupying his mind may not be something that people are ashamed to admit. Although he doesn't know when, although he doesn't know why, this person does occupy an extremely important place in his heart. Location.

Xuechen stopped rubbing his fingers and raised his head to look at Yan Huamiao. His eyes were his own reflection, so is his eyes also full of him?

Yan Huamiao took a step closer, making Xuechen stick to him without distinguishing each other. The familiar breath sprayed on his body. Yan Huamiao's pupils seemed to have the ability to confuse people's hearts. Xuechen raised his head, glanced at the other party and suddenly smiled.

Yan Huamiao was very disturbed. He didn't know what the other party meant. Just when he wanted to take a step back and discuss the long-term plan, he was grabbed by the collar, and then there was an irresistible force, and he was pressed against the wall when his eyes changed. Up, Yan Huamiao closed his eyes and waited for Xuechen's punch, but he didn't wait. He only felt that Xuechen's knee touched his abdomen, and his jaw was gently pinched. Aggressiveness.

The cold wind shuttled through the cave and blown the hair of the two of them, and the two of them were very close to each other, and their eyes were full of each other.

"You won, my brother has his eyes on you, but remember that no matter what the future is, today is your own choice. You provoked a dangerous guy like me." Yan Huamiao was stunned by this situation, and his ears turned red. Does Xuechen like to take the initiative?He faintly felt that he had guessed the other party's hobbies.

Our little Gong didn't know yet, but Xue Chen was seeing him as his wife, and lightly pecked Yan Huamiao's ear, and heard the other's heart beat as he wished, raised his head and smiled provocatively. He whispered in his ear, "From today onwards, you will belong to me alone." This is an occupation and a promise.Although the person in front of him didn't look like an Omega or a beta, it didn't matter, he made his heart tremble.

Yan Huamiao cupped his hand to his face and kissed him softly, looking directly at him, I swear to give you everything I have, to be your shield, to be your light.The soft kiss was only for a moment, and both of their faces were a little red. They pulled each other's hands awkwardly, turned their heads away from each other, and the atmosphere turned pink.

"What's going on now?" Xuechen stood up from the pink foam trembling, and Yan Huamiao also realized that now doesn't seem to be a good time to talk about love.

"It's the Yu family and the He family. They plan to get rid of me." It's really a naive idea. I don't know how old they are, but they chose such a stupid way of assassinating in the academy. They scratched their shoulders by chance, and the assassin would never crawl back. Of course, even in that case, Yan Huamiao made the other party pay for an eye.

But at this point, Yan Huamiao spread out his five senses and carefully probed the surroundings in a rippled pattern. The huge formation seemed not to be done by one family. It should be fighting for this 'corpse' for himself!But I don't want to play the role of the corpse yet, even though these people like it so much, it's better to give this role to them, I believe they will do a great job.

However, there was one thing that Yan Huamiao had to wonder about. Not only sentries but also a large number of guides did the work himself. The number of sentries could also be explained. Then where did these guides come from? A secret guess emerged in Yan Huamiao's heart.

The brain is running rapidly, and the head hurts. Yan Huamiao's five senses were a little confused when the fugue in the virtual venue was forcibly interrupted. Now his master is forcing it to work overtime and continue to work. Obviously, it will not do what it wants. The field of vision trembled violently, followed by a moment of darkness, Yan Huamiao subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab Xuechen beside him.

Xuechen froze for a moment and raised his eyes to see that the other party was crumbling, as if he was trying his best to endure the pain, "What's wrong?" He was a little flustered, and turned his hand to hold the other party.

After the body settled down, Yan Huamiao's divergent consciousness slowly returned, and he rubbed his head. He knew that he could no longer use the five senses casually, and now he needed enough rest, mental counseling and relaxation time.

"Can I lean on for a while?" Yan Huamiao asked, his eyelashes trembled but did not open, sweat made the hair on the sideburns stick to the side of the face, Xuechen squatted down so that he could lie on his back On his leg, he stretched out his hand to push away the sticky ends of his hair, tapped his finger lightly on his forehead, and felt the restless mental power of the other party. The dull Xuechen finally realized what happened, and his mental tactile thread slowly twitched. Li Xin pierced into the other party's mental sea, perhaps aware of the identity of the intruder, Yan Huamiao just resisted instinctively and then relaxed.

He relaxed, but Xue Chen was on the verge of collapse. Standing in the vast sea of ​​spirit, Xue Chen was silent. He remembered that someone once asked him how to appease a sentinel, and he answered this way, to death Li beat, as long as he loses consciousness, I don't believe he can still become agitated. Now he just wants to fan himself and hug the teacher's thigh while crying, begging for advice on how to deal with this situation.

☆, do not know

The author has something to say: Remove the leave note and resume the update. Hahaha I finally finished the exam. The update at 01:30 this morning will be repeated at 01:30 in the morning. Try to see if you can learn metaphysics (manual An updated list), in fact, the time is set at [-]:[-] to be able to learn about metaphysics, but I never woke up.

The consciousness is very heavy, even though he knows where he is, but the feeling of fatigue makes him unwilling to wake up, how good it would be to sleep peacefully like this, in a trance, he smells a clear smell, it is his awkward little guide?

Feeling the other party's not-so-soft spiritual touch, jerky comforting in the sea of ​​spirits, although the technique is clumsy, but I do feel much more at ease in my heart, and that's enough.

Xuechen was busy manipulating the tentacles to swim in his spiritual sea, sorting out the messy and kneaded mental power, he was nervous and paid attention to the other party's reaction all the time, even a slight frown would make him panic Stop what you're doing, carefully touch his eyebrows with your fingers, and gradually fill your heart with gentle feelings. From now on, this person will belong to me... Wife, Xuechen's face is a little hot when he thinks of this, he doesn't know what to say The ideal is plump, the reality is skinny, and I don't know that I am standing on the edge of a big pit and I just jumped down.

He is like a young man who has just fallen in love. He suddenly got a downcast from the girl he likes. He was overjoyed and overwhelmed. He wanted to ask for clarification, but he was worried that it was just his own wishful thinking. He lowered his head and leaned forward. ,He didn't notice that the wife he thought was not only a little taller than him, but also had wider shoulders than him, and she was also better at fighting than him (this is especially fatal). Yan Ge's words should sound at this time, people in love blind.

Xuechen approached carefully and saw the other person's expression improved a lot, his heart was full of a sense of accomplishment, exhaling a breath, this was more tiring for him than fighting a battle, but he was happy with it, their foreheads were close to each other, their hair was messy and intertwined together.

Suddenly Yan Huamiao opened his eyes, Xuechen was startled, straightened up and looked away in embarrassment. A hand expanded in sight, and after a while, the silky touch on the side of the face slid over with a slightly cool body temperature, it felt a little itchy, the pinna of the ear was pinched, the hair on Xuechen's whole body exploded, and the brain was running fast. Can't think of any way to deal with the present.

I saw Yan Huamiao standing up slowly in his sight, he was holding his hand, and then a force was passed along the arm, only to feel his eyes suddenly rise, and the corner of his mouth touched a soft thing, the touch was fleeting and he could not catch it More.

"Good morning kiss." Yan Huamiao's voice was very calm. Seeing the other party's blank look, he was in a good mood. He rubbed Xuechen's neck to comfort him, and his long eyelashes covered the secret light in his eyes.

After regaining his senses, Xuechen was immersed in Yan Huamiao's intimacy, thinking that my wife is really enthusiastic, not at all like other people's, the happiness in his heart is like a white bubble floating in the swell of shaking soda.

Poor Xuechen would never have thought that the wife in his heart was thinking of how to suppress him. At this moment, the two of them were thinking strangely in sync. They were both obsessed with the fact that they were the dominant gender, and they were slightly separated. Xuechen aroused The opponent's hand, Yan Huamiao, gently shook back, and the two glanced at each other, a tacit understanding emerged from it.

"Now there is a fight outside, and they are all busy hunting. It's ridiculous that a group of idiots don't know where the prey is? They don't even know that they are also exposed to other people's guns." Yan Huamiao sneered at the Yu family outside. This episode directed and acted by a group of idiots is simply a farce. They thought they could deal with themselves through this method. They probably are still living in a dream. They have fought for decades. If it is so simple, they can disappear. Those star nests people have already done it.

"I'll go out and deal with it. You stay here and don't move around." Yan Huamiao said softly, brushing his thumb against the other side's temple, Xuechen stepped sideways, "There are many guides outside, and it's not easy to deal with it alone as a sentinel , the two of us will be more confident when working together."

Yan Huamiao also knew that what Xuechen said was correct, but he didn't want Xuechen to be exposed to those wolves, and he didn't want Xuechen to fall into the mirror in a dark corner because of his dangerous situation, "You're injured, it's very dangerous outside. Dangerous." He tried to distract the other party's thoughts, but the other party didn't appreciate it.

Xuechen put his hands on his abdomen, and the muscles under his fingertips still had a dull pain, but it didn't matter, and the pain couldn't interfere with him continuing to fight, "It was an unnecessary wound, but at that time you were covered in blood so that I lost control, and if I do it again, I might die with the other party." So I must follow you to see you are safe and sound, only in this way can I maintain a peaceful mind and be safe.

Xue Chen's gaze was extremely firm, Yan Huamiao was a little moved, but he still tried to persuade Xue Chen to give up the idea that this might threaten his personal safety. "Now the other four big families don't know anything about you. As long as you cover up well, I can protect you for the rest of your life. Once they find out about our relationship, they will definitely point the finger at you."

The situation of the Yan family is not optimistic. The Yu family and the He family are gearing up to take care of themselves, and the royal family is playing an ambiguous hand to make people unclear about their attitude. They are very strange in recent years. They have always tried their best to stop the five families In order to check and balance each other, but in recent years, they have become more and more free, and even faintly feel that they are secretly agitating. This may be an illusion, and I hope it is just an illusion.

The atmosphere is disturbing. It is not Yan Huamiao's will to roll Xuechen into the vortex, but in Xuechen's view, it is another look. As a husband, he must protect his wife. What face does a man who cannot protect his wife have to live in the world? , whatever the risk