Cub's father is not human

On the playground of the military training, the soldiers were sweating profusely and running with heavy loads, and the sharp whistle came from the car behind them, with a disdainful smile.

The man showed his resolute face from the car window, bit his whistle in his mouth, and said vaguely, "Hey, I can't run as fast as my little beetle. Are you really here to serve as soldiers?"

Yin Xingzhi looked at the face exactly like his own, and the boy turned his head and glared at him.

"Hey, don't be unhappy, hey, I didn't say that you can't keep up with this speed?"

Yin Xingzhi clearly remembered that day they ran [-] meters from [-] o'clock in the morning, [-] push-ups, [-] frontal circles, and a boxing knockout match. Not to mention the current speed of the car, they might not even have the strength to catch up with the speed of the bicycle. superior.

What's more, there is an annoying ghost chattering around.

"Instructor, hot"

Someone was running and shouting.

Cheng Yan squinted at the boy, "Hey, are you hot too?"

Yin Xingzhi looked at himself and said to Cheng Yan with a cold face, "Report to the instructor, I'm not hot, I'm thirsty!"

Cheng Yan grinned, drove with one hand, took out the high-pressure water gun that he had prepared earlier from the car, and set it against the window. The water hose with the thickness of his wrist sprayed water all the way towards the people running on the playground.

Sweet water flowed into their throats, and the stopped soldiers sat on the runway in a state of embarrassment.

A big clump fell from the sky.

Cheng Yan wiped his hair with a dry towel indiscriminately, and after throwing it to him, he threw towels to the other members one by one.

Yin Xingzhi thought he should be dead, because he heard that when he died, he could still see the most reluctant picture in his memory.

He can hardly feel his body, like a transparent shadow immersed in memory.

There was a clean white wall at the military doctor's side, and he saw himself being burned and unconscious being held in Cheng Yan's arms.

When the doctor gave him an injection, Cheng Yan hugged him tightly, pressed against his ear to comfort him, and suppressed his constant convulsions due to high fever.

Do you really remember this scene?

The face of the person who came down from the helicopter was painted all over, holding a sniper gun in his arms, and bumped into each other hard with his body, making a loud laugh.

That was their first mission, perfect cooperation.

Yin Xingzhi looked at the group of people from a distance, puzzled, he looked at himself with a smile and pointed a middle finger to this side, and then made a group with other team members.

He heard a curse in his mouth.

"A bunch of little bastards."

Yin Xingzhi's heart ached.

This is them in Cheng Yan's eyes.

Lawlessness, wanton thinking, youthful vitality.

In the starry night, a faint cry came muffled.

Cheng Yan suddenly turned in from the corridor.

Yin Xingzhi looked at the boy with his bare|naked|upper body, squatting in front of another soldier, and handed him a tissue.

Killed someone for the first time.

It was the first time I saw other people's blood gushing out of my hands.

Some people couldn't bear it anymore, and there was blood all over their dreams at night.

Cheng Yan comforted the crying man in his arms, and when he looked up, he saw the young man looking at them calmly.

Yin Xingzhi smiled slightly, he still remembered what Cheng Yan said.

He said, "Yo boy, it's not easy"

He didn't cry, he didn't cry for killing someone.

The boy sat on the opposite bed, staring at Cheng Yan calmly, Cheng Yan grinned at him, and said silently, "If you want to cry, I will never laugh at you, really."

The young man shook his head.

When did you fall in love with him?

From the moment he sent the veteran away, there was forbearable sadness in his eyes.

Step by step, he hugged the corpse of his comrade-in-arms and knelt on the bloody ground.

He started with his penalty stand in the rain.

He finds he has no home to return to and takes him home to start.

Cook for yourself, wash his clothes, teach him how to play computer games.

It started when he gave him his birthday.

Cheng Yan's eyes always fell on the slender body in the team, watching him grow from his neck to the point where he could almost stand shoulder to shoulder with him, his eyes were flat, from thin and inadvertent to tough and gradually strong, full of strength.

From ignoring ridicule, to appreciative approval, to cruelly repressed secrets.

Until, seeing him showing a mischievous smile to himself, behind him was a bullet that pierced through the wind.

—Fool, I told you, be careful.

All feelings come to an abrupt end.

Yin Li clenched his fists, endured the intense retching, and woke up abruptly.

He turned over and found that they were in a space that was all silver and white, with no end and no direction, and everything was blank.

"Fan Lang, wake up"

He looked at the wound on Fan Lang's body, pursed his lips, his eyes were flushed, the blood on his body flowed out, mixed with the pure white space, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Fan Lang, wake up, cough cough, Fan Lang"

Yin Li patted him, Fan Lang didn't respond, but he retched violently because of his stomach discomfort.

After he calmed down a bit, Yin Li stood up with difficulty, walked towards the person who was some distance away from them, and stood still.

Cheng Yan turned his back to Yin Li, and Yin Xingzhi hugged him tightly with his hands, entangled with his limbs.

Yin Li tried his best to control himself not to panic, nothing would happen if he did it, nothing would happen.

He walked over and called softly, but got no response.

Yin Li sat on the ground blankly, the silvery white space had no direction and no sound.

Can't get out?

How did they get into this kind of place?

"hiss--"

Yin Li clutched his twitching stomach, feeling very uncomfortable, his face turned pale, his body seemed to be forcibly pulled out by something, and his body was trying to ease up because it was not used to it.

Something touched Yin Li's shoulder.

He turned his head suddenly, and found that it was a ball of dark green fluorescent light, the size of a football, and the light source of spirit was constantly turning, changing the soft ball.

"Baby", Yin Li called out, somehow grievances were mixed in his voice.

Youlu Tuanzi circled around Yin Li cheerfully, feeling like a familiar spiritual source.

It turned out that you ran out.

Yin Li wanted to recall it, not knowing whether Yunling's spiritual source was sufficient, and was afraid that it would be harmed.

The dark green dumpling rubbed against Yin Li's face, and Yin Li ignited a light spot of the spiritual source with his fingertips, and the ball of spiritual source excitedly pounced on it, Yin Li looked at it carefully, the color of Yunling was brighter than Yin Li's. Li's spiritual source is a little lighter, closer to clear green, and more beautiful.

Yin Li was comforted in his heart, full of pride, as if he had seen his baby look very beautiful.

Oh no, it was meant to be.

The Lingyuan dumpling circled Yin Li's body, round and round, sometimes squatting on Yin Li's head like a hat, it was so light that it could hardly feel its existence, it just looked funny.

Yin Li couldn't estimate the time, he didn't know what was going on outside, Fan Lang and Xing Zhi hadn't woken up yet.

Yin Li was faintly worried about their wounds.

The Lingyuan dumpling squatted in front of Yin Li for a while, and found that Yin Li was in a deep trance, so he had to float in front of Fan Lang boredly, and touch Fan Lang with his empty dumpling.

A large group squatted directly on Fan Lang's face, trying to cover his entire face.

Yin Li found out its intentions and ran up quickly, "Why are you so naughty. Play by yourself."

He waved his hand to drive it away, and the Lingyuan dumpling floated onto Yin Li's head unwillingly, and a few tiny Lingyuan were tightly stuck to Lingyuan's head, floating around following Yin Li's movements, looking very funny .

"Ah"

Yin Li suddenly lowered his head, and the big ball floated in front of his forehead, condescending, as if he was also watching.

Yin Li helped Fan Lang up and let him lean into his arms, "You finally woke up, you scared me to death, just wake up, is there any pain? Are you hungry or uncomfortable?"

There were many wounds on Fan Lang's body, he was bleeding profusely, and his body was weak, so he could only squint his eyes, smile, and tried his best to raise his head and touch Yin Li's face.

A simple movement caused fine beads of sweat to appear on his forehead.

"What are you doing"

On Yin Li's head is a particularly beautiful green dumpling that looks like a plastic bag.

Yin Li kissed him on the forehead, and the dumpling followed him with his head down, and when Yin Li raised his head, the dumpling was brought up, "Your son is so annoying."

Fan Lang, "..."

"I think...it seems to be conscious."

Yin Li scratched his hair, and Lingyuan Tuanzi was squeezed into a concave shape by his, "You're so stupid"

Fan Lang, "..."

"Are we here?"

Yin Li pulled Fan Lang's body up, shook his head, and held him in his arms, so that he felt safe, "I don't know, I'm here when I wake up, it's like an empty space."

Yin Li suddenly thought of something, so he put Fan Lang down first, "You woke up when it floated over just now, I'll go try Brother Xingzhi." After speaking, he ran over with a dumpling on his head.

Fan Lang silently felt that this color was beautiful, but it was a bit... dazzling.

green.

Yin Li took off the Lingyuan dumpling from his head, and squeezed it onto Yin Xingzhi's body, twisting it like a piece of dough, "Hey, let Brother Xingzhi wake up too, baby"

Fan Lang couldn't help but smile bitterly, he tried his best to prop himself up, seeing Yin Li's hands being squeezed into a ball like plasticine, he felt faintly worried, this ball was their baby.

Is it a bit rough.

Fan Lang, "..."

The Lingyuan dumpling shattered at Yin Li's fingertips, and then melted to form a ball again.

Disappointed, Yin Li put the dumpling on the ground and let it float to play, then turned his head and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Fan Lang shook his head, "Come here."

Yin Li obediently ran over to support Fan Lang, "What's the matter?"

Fan Lang leaned in his arms, it was much better to have support, he said, "See if there are any wounds on your body, or if there is anything extra."

Yin Li lowered his head to check, "I don't have any hands, but my clothes are torn. Also, I can't find the pendant."

"Ah."

Fan Lang thought for a while, "We were originally...in the woods, you have evil spirits on you, so you can't enter the Burning Soul Formation."

Yin Li pouted, they didn't tell him what the formation looked like when they set up the formation.

"I found you and found Cheng Yan. He should have been in the Burning Soul Formation for a while. He had burns on his body. He wanted to take your spiritual source, but I blocked him. Cheng Yan was also burning here. In the soul formation... Li'er, how did you get in?"

"By the way, it's the crescent moon pendant." Realizing that Fan Lang was sorting out his thoughts, Yin Li also tried hard to recall.

"I found a light white line that flowed on the pendant. I followed the direction of the white line and walked in here. Later, I found the mountain sacrifice spirit lying on the ground. I wanted to check it out, and then I entered Formation, my heart hurts, and then I saw Cheng Yan."

Fan Lang frowned slightly, "Cheng Yan wants to take out the Yunling? Your Yunling can revive him? If Cheng Yan accidentally broke into the formation and found you, it means that it is a meniscus pendant or something else , I want you to conceive a spirit..."

Yin Li immediately widened his eyes, protecting the Lingyuan Tuanzi rolling around beside him, "Impossible, this is our baby, no one can hurt it."