Sentry said he was from Earth

"I've eaten." He leaned on the back of the chair with difficulty, panting, sweat blurred his vision, Beiyuan shook his head, trying to make his eyes clearer, Hecheng and Beiyuan have been classmates for ten years, knowing that he is unshakable and carries inhibitors with him According to his habit, he looked through his coat when there was nothing in his trouser pocket, and he found a small injection bottle in the inner layer.

A cold hand pressed Beiyuan's arm, judging by the smell but it was not from the person he wanted, "Go away." Beiyuan instinctively pushed Hecheng away, his scorching hot body was extremely resistant to anything that would trigger him to combine Someone other than the hot sentinel approached.

There are all knowledgeable guides present, and they can see Beiyuan's current embarrassing situation at a glance. The two guides beside the seat stepped forward to help Hecheng hold Beiyuan's shoulders and waist, and joked by the way: "I don't know where it is." One lucky sentinel, causing the second-best bonding fever on the Wizards leaderboard."

"I remember Teacher Bei's guide, Suyu, is not too wide?"

Hecheng nodded casually in response. He is now focusing on observing Beiyuan's reaction after taking inhibitors and taking inhibitors in a short period of time. If it still doesn't work, then they can only find that person who doesn't know how to control his pheromones. Stupid sentinel, let two people have a spiritual or physical union.

However, no one would expect that sentries and guides who are in the heat of union will know what it means to proceed step by step and stop when enough is enough.

The hospital took in only injured sentries, and it was difficult for them to restrain their pheromones in a proper manner, but this did not prevent Hecheng from being angry.

Fortunately, the strength of Beiyuan's struggle began to weaken after the second injection. One minute later, he lifted his sweaty forehead hair and nodded to the two guides beside him, "Thank you."

After he made his voice, he realized that his voice was very hoarse, and his throat was dry as if it was about to catch fire. He Cheng handed over a glass of warm water poured by the medical staff at the right time, "The dean has looked at it several times, and I will ask him for leave for you. You can't participate in the treatment at all like this."

Bei Yuan pressed his temples and nodded, moistened his lips with water and pursed his lips, He Cheng asked again: "Where is he?"

"what?"

"Don't play dumb, where is that sentinel? You can identify the location of his pheromone."

Bei Yuan inexplicably felt a little upset and shy. The current combination fever was only suppressed by the medicine for a short time. He had to find the sentinel who was highly compatible with him as soon as possible, and then temporarily combined with him.

But after all, this is the first time for Bei Yuan to encounter this kind of thing, and he can't face it completely calmly in his heart. His guide Suyu is relatively narrow, and he has never been aroused by bonding fever since he was awakened at the age of ten, so he met this person today. Sentinel will most likely become his life partner.

"...the far right of this floor."

He Chengzhang pushed away the crowd and walked to the dean, the two of them glanced at Bei Yuan together, then lowered their heads and began to talk softly.Beiyuan's head was still heavy and uncomfortable, and his temples were bulging and throbbing, as if someone had fed him a kilogram of aphrodisiac/medicine and then hit his brain nerves with a chisel.He declined the kindness of the other guides, and leaned on the back of the chair with his forehead stroked and his eyes closed, so he happened to miss the surprise that flashed across the dean's face when He Cheng said the word 'far right'.

"...Unfortunately, I want to be with Bei—"

"Dean!"

A panicked shout interrupted Hecheng's words, and the female guide dressed as a nurse strode into the meeting room. She gasped for the direction of the dean, and appeared very at a loss.

He was close to the city, and when the nurse and the dean were whispering, he faintly heard the words patient and combination fever. He was surprised to have a certain association, and then subconsciously looked at Beiyuan who was sitting paralyzed in the back row.

That person also looked up with most of the people when the nurse came in anxiously, but his eyelids were slightly drooping, and his lips were half-opened and he couldn't stop taking deep breaths.

"I understand." The dean nodded to the nurse, "Go back and watch him first, and report to me if there is any abnormality."

As Kazuo had expected, after waving the nurse away, the dean went straight to the guide in the back row, who was almost boiling with the combined heat.

The coat was covered by Beiyuan's thighs to cover up his strange lower body, his shirt was in a mess, and he looked as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"Teacher Bei." The dean thoughtfully stood one meter away from Bei Yuan. From his angle, the back of the chair just blocked Bei Yuan's waist, avoiding a lot of embarrassment.

Beiyuan opened his mouth weakly, and the dean immediately interrupted his question, "Can you perceive the specific position of that sentinel?"

"...the last room in the west." Beiyuan's hunch when he realized that something was wrong might have come true, "Is that the sentinel of the extremely narrow-area pheromone?"

The dean silently stared at Beiyuan's reddened cheeks, not knowing what he was thinking about. After half a minute, he suddenly clapped his hands to other people in the conference room, "Please wait here for a while, everyone."

Then he lowered his voice and said to Bei Yuan: "You come with me alone."

Beiyuan glanced at Hecheng in embarrassment, and tied his coat tightly around his waist. The old dean smiled and pressed his shoulders, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about, who hasn't experienced union fever?"

Being alone means that even Hecheng can't listen. After confirming that Beiyuan is unwell, but his mind is still clear, he pointed to the ground and signaled that he would wait for him here. Beiyuan nodded to him knowingly .

The accompanying nurse supported Beiyuan all the time, and asked as soon as he left the old courtyard, "Do you remember the four major battles?"

Beiyuan not only remembered, but also prepared lessons last night. If there is no accident today, this will still be the teaching content of the students, "Separate the frontier defense battles in the southeast, northwest, and south of the United Nations star field."

"Yes, each war has produced a sentinel general who has made outstanding contributions and outstanding achievements. They are one against a hundred, and they are named the Four Great Generals in China." Talking about his familiar history, Beiyuan was in charge of the history of war in the White Tower, and he was familiar with all these battles, big and small. "Three of the four generals have passed away, and one fell into a spiritual black hole and died in the martyrs' cemetery."

"Hmm." Beiyuan noticed that they were approaching the west corner of the floor, and the increasingly dense pheromones enveloped him, making it hard for him to breathe. The sentinels seemed to have not suffered enough from the combination heat, and they still radiated wantonly own pheromones.

"The word 'God' represents a posthumous title in the eyes of most people," the dean gestured to the nurse outside the special care ward to open the door for them, "but have you ever thought that if God wakes up one day Woolen cloth?"

As the door of the ward opened, Beiyuan saw a face that had only appeared in textbooks in his life—even though it was burning like a fire, Beiyuan still recognized it at a glance. It was even more messy, the top three buttons of the hospital gown were missing, the trousers were slung across the crotch, revealing a section of black elastic band, three sentries surrounded the sentry tightly, and the other three guides advised him Give up cooling down by pawing at the cold bed rails.

As soon as the young guide entered the room, the sentry's eyes were fixed on him. Beiyuan clearly remembered the name of the sentinel who died in the southern battle against interstellar pirates, Wei Zhe.

In the world of Sentinels, the spirits are trapped in a black hole and are infinitely converging to death. Their bodies still survive, but their spirits die, and all physical characteristics stop changing until the years completely take away their lives.

Among the hundreds of millions of people throughout the ages, only five recorded sentries miraculously woke up, and it was impossible to find out why, but today, Beiyuan saw the sixth one.

"Who is he?" Wei Zhe grabbed his hair irritably, as if trying to pull himself bald. His tone was bad, but every guide present could understand that most of the sentries who were out of touch with five senses were very irritable. It is already considered to be in control if it does not directly enter the state of frenzy.

The little nurse who appeared in the meeting room before widened her eyes in surprise, "Mr. Bei... Beiyuan?" This guide is not a student of Beiyuan, but because he is ranked second in the national guide list, most people When you see him, you will call him a teacher.

The sentinel's eyes became more and more exposed, as if he was hungry and ferocious as if he was going to swallow Beiyuan, but he was struggling again, resisting his own nature, the blue tendons on the back of Wei Zhe's hands protruded, clinging to his arms in a jagged way .

The dean signaled the other guides and sentries to retreat with his eyes, and at the same time, Beiyuan took a step forward to remove the strap tied around his neck, "Come and mark me."

Wei Zhe knelt on one knee at the head of the bed as if he had never heard of it, pinching the railing of the head of the bed with his fingers until his fingertips turned white. Tilted his head.

"Wei Zhe." Beiyuan repeated, he sat on the edge of the bed and held the sentry's wrist, "Mark me."

【What is he saying?What marks him? ! 】

Wei Zhe's thoughts broke into Beiyuan's spiritual world like an electric current at the moment when the two made physical contact. Before he had time to think about what this situation meant, he heard Wei Zhe continue: [I want to bite Him, why do I want to bite him?What the hell is going on with this man, why is he so... smelly! 】

Bei Yuan looked into Shang Wei Zhe's eyes suspiciously. No matter how turbulent the sentinel's heart was, the expressions on his face were only staring and pursing his lips. He was a little dazed, and looked extremely innocent.

"I forgot to tell you, he lost his memory." The dean coughed and reminded, Bei Yuan turned his head subconsciously, and saw three male sentries and two female guides all drooping their eyelashes to avoid suspicion or shame for his exposed nape of the neck. Turning his gaze back to Wei Zhe, "Amnesia? Don't you remember the most basic common sense of a sentinel?"

【sentinel?The original body was a sentry soldier before? 】

Wei Zhe shook his head blankly. His blush cheeks, half-closed eyes and messy clothes made him look pitiful, which easily aroused the sympathy of others, "I don't remember anything."

Beiyuan keenly grasped the word Yuanshen, he stared at Shang Weizhe, paused for a second and then said slowly: "I am a guide."

[Guide?Do you mean tour guide?What the hell is this place, the hospital actually sent five tour guides to treat my illness? ? ? 】