Sentinel is not good

With one hand, he carefully grasped Zhou Yun's trousers, his fingertips were dark red.But very obedient, did not let go.

That hand was already stained with blood and scarred, but before it lost its strength, it was Zhou Yun who held on tightly at last.

Song Jian was still squatting, with the blood flowing from his whole body to his limbs to satisfy his physical strength and speed after becoming mad.But the inside of the body is bearing a huge burden, which is an oversaturated operation.

Oxygen supply is needed for the body to move, and the oxygen-carrying blood flows to the vigorous muscles. The heart can only work like a pump, but other vital organs are temporarily ischemic, and the organs with insufficient supply send a distress signal to the brain. It can beat faster, and the cycle continues... But Song Jian can't feel the pressure that is enough to crush ordinary people.He will only continue in this state until all the organs fail, until the heart stops.

The only connection with the outside world is a little sanity and a rope.

This bit of rationality was enough for him to recognize Brother Little Wolf, so he smiled, grabbed Brother's pants, and leaned closer.The fabric of the trousers is different from the ones on my own and those of other refugees.It was a pair of trousers only for officers. The material was more delicate, and it was so comfortable when rubbed in the hands.

He touched his trousers, his useless eyes only looking up.The other hand touched his neck.It's hemp rope, the familiar roughness, the familiar texture, every detail is carefully felt by Song Jian, the surface is convex and sticky, but this is what he has worn since childhood.

He couldn't see, so my brother had no choice but to tie a rope to himself, and in the sandstorm, he pulled himself and said to follow him.

The neck is frayed and regrown, and regrown and frayed until there is a full circle of scars.

Go with Brother Little Wolf... Song Jian touched the spiritual body of the body again.Xiao Diu seemed very angry, struggling frantically trying to leave his body, but another black mamba trapped it in place and tied it around his waist.

It is guarding Xiao Diu, and it is also restricting Xiao Diu's actions.

But the kiss of death had been opened, the fangs and venom were ready, Xiao Diu rolled his tail again, and every time he twisted, the scales gave Song Jian pain.

Too sensitive, Sentinel is too sensitive at this time.However, Xiaodiu still received the order to investigate and take revenge.In the dark night, their scales seemed to be waxed, and their bodies were not entangled but not separated, until Xiao Diu began to attack indiscriminately, biting Zhou Yun's snake fiercely.

The snake teeth pierced through the scales of the same kind in an instant, and a large dose of venom entered Zhou Yun's snake body, but Zhou Yun's snake just wrapped Xiao Diu tighter, never letting Xiao Diu leave.

Blood came out from between the scales, staining Xiaodiu's snout red.

In an instant, Zhou Yun closed his eyes, and the feeling of the spiritual body also connected him, and his heartbeat also accelerated.But he still bent down and grabbed Song Jian's hand.

Song Jian hugged his leg, but dodged in fright. Any stimulus at this time was huge.Someone touched him, and Song Jian, who was invisible, felt that someone had hit him suddenly.

"It's me, let's go home." Zhou Yun squatted down slowly, the sweat on his face was brightened by the bonfire, his hand continued to touch Song Jian, followed his hand, and touched every Root congested and dilated blood vessels.He touched Song Jian's injured shoulder again, all of which were scratches left by the sharp teeth of wild beasts.

The puppy was too weak and was injured by wild animals.

Song Jian's hand also touched it at this moment. He carefully probed and groped, using his sense of touch to judge who it was.There is not much consciousness left in his reason, but at the moment he touched it, the familiar touch reassured him, knowing who the person beside him was.

"Brother." Song Jian yelled again, his face covered with blood.He continued to touch, and touched his brother's forearm. His expressionless face was bloody and cold, and suddenly, a beautiful smile burst out.Going home, great, I want to go home, go home, go home, go home...

He didn't want to kill people, and he didn't want to go berserk either, so brother came to pick him up.

"Go, I'll take you home." Zhou Yun touched the corner of Song Jian's mouth and helped him wipe off the blood.The puppy was injured by those people. He had just recovered from the gunshot wound with great difficulty, and now he has to go back for injections.He covered Song Jian's eyelids with his hands, not wanting to look at his pure black eyes, but Song Jian refused to close them disobediently, and his eyelashes kept shaking in Zhou Yun's palm.

He didn't want to close it, he couldn't see it but still wanted to see it.

So Zhou Yun gently pulled the rope and stretched his hand behind him.He didn't care how many people Song Jian injured, and he didn't want to care about the injuries of those people. He had to follow the law of the desert in the desert. To be gnawed into bones by hyenas.

"Give me something." His hand reached out to Li Han.

Seeing that Song Jian had stabilized, Li Han dared to come over, and took out two artificial guide elements from his pocket, these were the last two he bought last month.

Sensing someone approaching, Song Jian immediately raised his head and looked in the direction of the footsteps.Li Han quickly handed the injection to Zhou Yun and backed away. Zhou Yun tore open the packaging bag of the injection with his mouth, bit off the plastic cover on the needle, and ruthlessly stabbed it into Song Jian's right arm.

The light blue transparent liquid was injected into Song Jian's muscles by pushing the tube.This was the greatest torture for Zhou Yun.

The sentinel I like goes crazy, but I can't use the guide element to soothe it myself.

Song Jian's body struggled for a moment without feeling any pain, but he felt the entry of the artificial guideline, which slowly flowed through the body along the blood vessels and penetrated into every cell.It's like adding ice to water that is about to boil. Although it can't put out the fire, it delays the boiling of the water.

His brain also began to calm down, his fingers gradually relaxed, and he opened his mouth carefully, showing his blood-stained teeth and tongue. "Brother, toothache."

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it won't hurt after I go home." Zhou Yun wiped the blood on his teeth with his thumb, and entered Song Jian's crumbling mental picture.

In the picture, it happens to be night.

There are no stars and no moon. It seems to be darker than the desert in reality, and the whole world is plunged into thick blackness.The small tent stood upside down on the sand, the bonfire went out, and the tin kettle was blown away by the wind or buried in the sand.But the thin blanket was still there.

However, the four walls that Song Jian had exhausted all his abilities to build for the small tent collapsed.They became ruins and fell on the sand.

The moment Zhou Yun walked in, gunshots rang out in the dark night.

Zhou Yun closed his eyes and covered the place with spiritual silk. His emotions resonated with Song Jian's emotions again, bringing in something called hatred.

The collapsed wall began to vibrate, and a small earthquake occurred in the picture. They vibrated, vibrated, and they were automatically put together on the sand surface. stand up.

In the end, Zhou Yun approached these walls step by step, and put his palm on the repaired wall.

Every wall is so cold, a temperature exclusive to the night.Generally, the spiritual picture will not collapse, unless a guide enters and forcibly demolishes it, which will change the original appearance of a sentinel or guide's picture.But why did the picture I picked up collapse by itself?

It might be because he was going berserk, and Tu Jing couldn't bear the pressure.Zhou Yun mobilized his mental power again, and repaired the mess in the mental landscape without injecting guide elements.

The small tent gradually returned to its original position, the sticks were set up high enough to withstand a gust of wind, the campfire was rekindled, warming the surroundings, and a gentle wind blew over, revealing the kettle under the sand.

The only thing that hasn't changed is the gunshots in the dark night. It's not only the hatred of Song Jian, but also the hatred brought here by Zhou Yun. They hate the same thing, the same day, those people expanded the war to the desert Here, the wolf that frightened them away drove them apart.It was that burst of gunfire that kicked off their seven-year separation.

The gunshots gradually became louder, as if they were just outside the window, Zhou Yun closed his eyes again, and reconstructed the scene amidst the commotion.When he opened his eyes, he had returned to reality.The wolves ran around, and they detected the scent of hyenas.

Song Jian rested his forehead on his own, as if falling into a deep coma.But he didn't really lose consciousness, his fingers were moving, tapping his shoulder lightly.

"Brother, are you injured?" Song Jian asked blankly, smelling the blood on Zhou Yun's body.

Zhou Yun didn't answer, of course he didn't dare to tell him that he fought with the wolf again.He picked up Song Jian and let his two arms wrap around his neck. When he got up, he put Song Jian's two legs on his side naturally.

"Can you hear me clearly now?" Zhou Yun asked in Song Jian's ear.

Song Jian nodded.

"Call." Zhou Yun stroked the back of Song Jian's head, and the blood on their bodies was all flowing together.Song Jian kept barking, licking brother's ear and neck repeatedly in brother little wolf's ear, and then took Xiaodiu back to let him calm down in his own picture.

"Brother, did I get into trouble?" Song Jian asked secretly, "I'm not good."

"No, pick it up." Zhou Yun rubbed his ear intimately, licked the wound on his ear, and pulled the rope around his neck from time to time, "Puppy can't fight, puppy is just hurt."

Song Jian wrapped his arms around brother little wolf's body again, allowing him to carry him away.He didn't know where his brother took him, but no matter where he went, it was better than being alone.

"Mr. Zhou Yun!" Li Han took two steps forward, "These people... what about these people?"

He was referring to the homeless who was bitten by Song Jian. Zhou Yun put Song Jian on Mary's back, and took his own spirit back into the picture: "Let them figure out their own way, there is a camp not far away, they can hold on to the past.”

After speaking, he turned over and rode on Mary's back. Xiao Hei had a problem with his legs and couldn't hold back the two adults.

Li Han didn't say anything anymore. Although Song Jian became crazy, he didn't kill these people directly, which showed that Song Jian was still kind by nature and he didn't want to kill people.It also shows that Song Jian is not a child who grew up in a military academy at a mobile base, otherwise the first thing he would do after becoming mad would be to snatch a gun.

He didn't have the consciousness to grab a gun, because he grew up in the desert, and he didn't have the concept of a gun in his subconscious mind.

Xiao Hei followed Mary unsteadily into the night, the long running slowed down his speed, Zhou Yun put Song Jian in front of him, hugged his waist, held the rein with one hand, and pulled the rein with the other. Song picked up the hemp rope around his neck.

Behind them are the wolves, protecting their safety wholeheartedly.They can seek revenge, kill those people just now and eat them, but the wolf leader didn't speak, so they can only follow the wolf leader and leave.

The night was still long, but Zhou Yun didn't follow the return route. "Li Han, where is the unregistered guide you mentioned last time?"

"She..." Li Han was used to his spiritual body, and Mary was a big enough horse, not yet used to Xiao Hei's bumps, "She's in another camp, I can take you there."

"Lead the way quickly." Zhou Yun looked at the bite marks and scratches on Song Jian's shoulder, let go of the rein, and gently grabbed Song Jian's wrist, "Hurry up and find her, she can use a large dose of wizard essence to appease her." A sentinel."

Li Han looked at Zhou Yun in confusion. "But...but in that case..."

If such a large dose of guide element is used, let alone whether Song Jian will reject it, what if Song Jian becomes dependent on that guide?

Zhou Yun has also thought about these possibilities, and he will only think more than Li Han. "No, but, save him first." If Song Jian can be rescued from the mad state, he can accept that Song Jian will protect...protect other guides because of his relationship with Gui Su.

I can accept it, and it should be acceptable.Zhou Yun tugged on the reins to speed up.

The author has something to say: Lang Yun: Raise puppies in a civilized manner, and refuse to keep them on a leash.