take father as heaven

Can you imagine the feeling of Murong Chen staring at someone affectionately all the time?

All right!Although the man in front of him is not Murong Chen, but he looks exactly like Murong Chen!Although there is no emotion in this guy's eyes at all, no one can stand being stared at like this!

Murong Yan lowered his head and wanted to say something, but as soon as he touched that identical face, he couldn't vent all his complaints and dissatisfaction. Instead, he saw that person naked in his arms, and he almost didn't feel ashamed. Nosebleeds come out.

So, when a group of people were running for their lives in panic, he took off his coat with ease and put it on the body of MR-1. Then he immediately thought that it was time to give him a name, and he could no longer use MR-1. -[-] for calling this guy.

He is a living person now, how can he continue to use codes like calling specimens.

"Do you have a name?" Resisting the urge to call Dad, Murong Yan asked rationally as much as possible.

MR-1 was still looking at him, as if trying to memorize all his lines carefully, Murong Yan thought he didn't hear, repeated it again, MR-1 was still looking at him, Murong Yan found out that this The guy couldn't understand what he was saying. Although he had no expression, his eyes seemed to be blank.

Is this the strongest weapon?They have no emotion, can't speak, can't communicate, probably except for receiving those special instructions, they are like a movable weapon, and they don't seem to have any existence value except for killing.

Maybe he doesn't even have thinking, no, he has thinking!Murong Yan recalled the look in his eyes calling for help when he was in extreme pain. He knew the pain, fear, and called for help.

But why did he only ask him for help? Could it be that they look alike?

In such a dangerous situation, Murong Yan still had the ability to think wildly, but he shrewdly avoided all dangers, and then ran to the front of the team unconsciously.

When he reached the long empty steps, he subconsciously stopped his pace, looked at the man in his arms who seemed to be collapsed, and gently placed him on the ground, allowing him to lie flat and rest better. Murong Yan only wore He wears two pieces of clothes, the coat is used for him to put under his body, and the shirt is used for him to tie around his waist to hide his shame.

Then he gestured for him to rest where he was, and turned around to meet the rest of the people.

MR-1 was obediently lying on the ground. In fact, he was so weak that he couldn't even move.

However, with his head turned slightly to the side, he watched Murong Yan's receding back very intently.

Murong Yan and the others were lucky. They probably came to the temple frequently. Apart from some minor injuries along the way, there were no casualties, but most of them died. Fortunately, Murong Yan was at the door to meet the crowd and let everyone They were able to escape before the temple collapsed.

A group of people rested limply on the steps outside the temple. With a loud noise, the temple collapsed completely. The magnificent palace that had made Murong Yan marvel several times turned into a pile of chaotic rocks. , and he was one of the culprits.

The dust that covered the sky and the moon floated into the sky. Everyone covered their mouths and noses, closed their eyes tightly, and didn't even dare to take a big breath, for fear of being choked by the thick dust. Murong Yan immediately held his breath and prepared. After the body has been remodeled, you can go without breathing for a long time, so naturally you don't have to worry about it.

It's a pity that MR-1 didn't seem to understand at all, and even looked at him with wide eyes without blinking.

Murong Yan didn't even have time to sigh, so he rushed over quickly, covering his eyes with one hand, and covering his mouth and nose with the other hand, it's fine if this is the case, but MR-1 seems to think this is very strange, His eyes kept blinking under his palm, and the thick eyelashes made Murong Yan's palm itchy for a while.

After finally waiting for the dust to dissipate, everyone let go of their hands, and then coughed and panted loudly, while Murong Yan quickly let go of MR-1's mouth and nose, only to find that he didn't even have a short breath other than losing his strength. , It seems that it doesn't matter if you don't need to breathe.

Sure enough, it is strong enough!Murong Yan took the open palms on his eyes, and met those dark eyes, like beautiful black glass beads, dark and opaque, but so clear that you can see the bottom of the eyes, but Unfortunately, there was no emotion in those eyes.

And over there, Fest and the others also came over. Fest was unharmed. In contrast, Tian Gang's shoulders were scratched in several places. Fest seemed to be heartbroken, and kept pursing his lips in anger. , his face looked unhappy.

Tian Gang didn't react at all, as if he was injured on someone else, instead he was still carefully patting the dust off Fest's body from behind.

"You..." When Fest stood still in front of Murong Yan and MR-1, he only spoke one word.

It seemed that he didn't know how to continue, so Murong Yan could only bow his head and admit his mistake. "I didn't know it would break the instrument."

In the hearts of these scholars, the instrument should be very, very valuable, so Murong Yan also thought that he had made a mistake, but even if he chose it again, he felt that he would destroy it again in order to save MR-1.

"Let's not talk about that. Although the equipment is very precious, there are only a few people who have survived all these years. On the contrary..." Feist moved his eyes to MR-1 lying flat on the ground, "he For us, that is truly invaluable."

MR-1 really didn't seem to understand their language, and they were still chattering beside them. He didn't respond at all, but just looked at Murong Yan blankly, and only looked at Murong Yan.

Murong Yan couldn't stand being watched by him, and asked Fest with a bitter face. "He doesn't seem to understand our language, and why is he just staring at me?"

Feist took off his glasses and wiped them, "Probably Yinzui."

"What is that?" Murong Yan was a little puzzled.

"It is to treat the person you see at first sight as your mother." After speaking, he even patted Murong Yan's shoulder with a smile.

So Murong Yan petrified! MR-1 actually regarded him as his mother!The blow was too great, and Murong Yan couldn't recover for a short time, so he didn't see it. When Fest reached out to pat his shoulder, MR-1, who had been sleeping peacefully, suddenly flashed extremely fast in his eyes. killing intent.

If he hadn't been lying on the ground so weak that he couldn't move, Fest would have been a corpse.

It took a while for Murong Yan to accept this fact, but he still felt very awkward.Murong Chen is his father, and the person in front of him is a copy of Murong Chen, but he just takes him as his mother.

God, do you think my life is not chaotic enough? Are you playing with me?

But soon, everyone who had recovered after a short rest discovered a problem. "Where's Sig?"

Then everyone realized that Seeger was not in the crowd.Even Murong Yan had a surprised expression on his face. Among the group of people, he and Seeger were the ones with the strongest ability to protect themselves. Everyone escaped, but Seeger wasn't there? !

Even in the response just now, Murong Yan gave priority to helping other people, because he believed that Sieg didn't need his help, but he didn't realize that Sieg didn't escape together.

Fichte had a gloomy expression on his face, but he still kept everyone steady. "He's definitely fine, probably because he was too messy just now and ran away."

Everyone nodded, then Fest looked at the messy temple ahead, and said helplessly.

"Everyone get enough energy first, and we will search for him after dawn."

Then everyone could only look for a place to rest for the night. They had exhausted their strength just now, and they were already exhausted at this moment. Many people almost fell asleep after lying down. There is no need to worry about people breaking in who don't know the steps, so Fest didn't arrange a vigil.

Murong Yan was also lying on his side on the ground, meeting MR-1's eyes, feeling a little embarrassed for no reason.

MR-1 doesn't seem to know how to rest. Although he is exhausted, he still insists on keeping his eyes open and refuses to fall asleep. I don't know whether it is because he has slept for too long, so he is afraid of falling into the dark, or he is worried about the uncertainty of the current environment.

But he can't do without rest, Murong Yan can only gently coax him patiently.

"Sleep, you need to rest."

But MR-1 just looked at him and didn't move.

Murong Yan had no choice but to stretch out his hand to gently cover his eyes, and then close them.

"rest."

As soon as he took his hand away, his eyes opened.

After going back and forth several times, Murong Yan found helplessly that he would close his eyes only when his hands were on his face.

In the end, he could only compromise, leaned closer, put his hands over his eyes, and slept next to him in a weird position.