take father as heaven

Murong Yan thought he was bound to die, even though he was full of unwillingness before he died.

He has always felt that even if he wants to die, he cannot die in such a wilderness, because he will eventually turn into food for wild animals or food for plants, and the person he cares about the most will not know the news of his death, even his body. Can't see.

And he was covered in blood, seriously wounded and passed out to death, waiting for his end was nothing but death.

So when he could still open his eyes, his surprise was so obvious.The wounds on his body have all been bandaged, and even the internal injuries have recovered to a good degree.

"Are you awake?" A hoarse voice interrupted his daze, and a vial fell into his arms in a parabola.

It was only then that Murong Yan noticed that a man was sitting not far from him, who had lit a fire and was grilling meat.He was completely black, and his hair was black, as if he wanted to blend into the night.

He picked up the small bottle and saw that it was the best healing agent on the market. Only then did he understand how his internal injuries recovered so quickly. He unscrewed the bottle cap and drank it in one gulp. Wear cool.

Murong Yan was very grateful for the other party's life-saving grace, and moved his body to sit beside the fire. "Thank you for saving me."

The man in black nodded, as if he didn't want to say anything more to him, Murong Yan didn't force it, he knew that some people's personality is like this, they are naturally cold and don't like to get too familiar with strangers, just like him.

Murong Yan was about to write down the appearance of the other party, and look for an opportunity to repay him well in the future, seeing this, he was a little stunned.

This guy is actually wearing a mask, and Murong Yan is a little funny now, isn't it popular to wear masks these days? Seeger wears one, and he also wears one. It seems that everyone doesn't like to show their true colors.

Thinking of this, he realized that the mask on this man's face was somewhat similar to that of Sig. If he and Sig hadn't been together every day during this period of time, he would have accidentally admitted the wrong person.

This man seems to hold his breath, because he is sitting, it is hard to tell how tall he is, but Murong Yan knows that he will never be shorter than himself, and looking at his limbs, it feels strong and powerful, he must be a master.

It is true, if you are not a master, how dare you go to the death place alone? Murong Yan has observed the surroundings before, and there is no third person's whereabouts. It seems that the guy in front of him came alone, which made him instantly locate the man in black. A master like Sig.

"Excuse me, have you met my companion?"

He shook his head and continued to turn the meat on the grill.

"Are there traces of fighting nearby?" After speaking, Murong Yan felt that he was an idiot, and there were traces of wild beast fighting everywhere in the dead place.Murong Yan was a little troubled, and asked again. "Well, what about a monster?"

The man in black stopped what he was doing and looked up. Under the black mask was a pair of dark and deep eyes, without any emotional fluctuations in them, it looked like a layer of ice had condensed.

"You were used as food by wild animals. I passed by to save you, but I didn't see anyone else."

His voice was unusually hoarse, and the original sound could not be heard, as if it was made by a machine. Murong Yan guessed that his throat may have been injured, and maybe he was wearing a mask because of the wound.

Although he didn't get any news from Seeger, Murong Yan had some luck thinking that Seeger was much better than him, and he was not as useless as himself, and almost became the beast's dinner.Besides, it's useless for him to worry now.

The meat on the fire was cooked quickly, exuding a tempting aroma. Murong Yan didn't know how long he had been unconscious, but he felt that he was quite hungry, so when his stomach was a little embarrassed and made a rumbling sound, he He lowered his head in shame.

"Here." The other party took the lead and tore a large piece and handed it to him.

When Murong Yan took it, he glanced at him. The other party's gaze was cold and unwavering, as if he would not be affected by any food at all.

For some reason, Murong Yan has an inexplicable affinity for the man in black. He is not a person who is easily influenced by emotions, so when he finds that he has a good impression of the other party, he subconsciously feels that it must be because the other party rescued him. because of him.

After the two finished eating a large piece of barbecue, the man in black put out the fire, then picked up a backpack and gestured to him. "Let's go."

Murong Yan followed without hesitation, his injuries were not fully healed, whether he wanted to survive or save Sig, he needed the help of this person, and this person had no ill intentions towards him.

"Why did you come to die?"

The other party ignored him, Murong Yan guessed that he didn't like small talk, so he stopped talking.

Murong Yan followed behind the man with a sullen head. After walking for a certain distance, Murong Yan couldn't help being stunned. The scene in front of him was so familiar and beautiful, a hill made of purple crystals, emitting a faint glow in the night. Even Murong Yan could see that there seemed to be a subtle energy flow in the light.

"..." Murong Yan looked at the man in front of him and suddenly became suspicious of his purpose.

"There are no beasts here, go to sleep." The man threw a thin blanket over and sat down on the open space beside the spar, with his head down, ready to fall asleep. For some reason, Murong Yan felt that he seemed very tired.

Then I thought again, I am afraid that I have experienced a lot of battles to be able to fight to the death single-handedly.

He had slept for a long time during the day, so he didn't feel sleepy at this time. He sat on the other side wrapped in a blanket and concentrated on cultivating his perception. He became more and more aware that the strength of his perception affected his reaction, and he narrowly escaped several times. His experience also made his perception improve a lot faster.

Murong Yan was constantly controlling the intensity of his perception, but unexpectedly found that the man next to him was sleeping very deeply, so he was so relieved of himself?Or do you feel like you can't hurt him at all?

This kind of thought lingered in his heart, but he couldn't get an answer. Even Seeger didn't seem to dare to sleep by his side completely. Responsibility.

But being so trusted by an inexplicable person, Murong Yan felt that this feeling was very subtle, so he subconsciously kept vigil more seriously.

The man didn't move around when he fell asleep, and his breathing rate was kept at the same rhythm. He sat down in a very standard posture, with his head slightly lowered and his hands and feet on his side, and he kept it like this until dawn. Here it is, there is no twisting and stretching, and there is no yawning without scruples, just opening your eyes.

Although Murong Yan has his eyes closed, his perception can help him see the surroundings clearly.

No matter how scheming and deep-minded a person is, the moment he wakes up will always be his truest expression.So Murong Yan is actually very used to silently observing the expressions of the people around him when he wakes up.

The man in black opened his eyes, there was not even a trace of confusion and haze in the eyes, clear and indifferent, then got up without hesitation, without even saying hello, he had already rushed into the forest over there.

Murong Yan finally opened his eyes, slowly put away his perception, and looked at his receding back, tall and straight like a knife.

This man is like a precision machine, he has no unnecessary expressions, nor does he do unnecessary things, his every move is so standard, as if it has been calculated before.This kind of guy has seen a lot in the military.

Murong Yan narrowed his eyes suddenly, how could he have forgotten, maybe this guy belongs to the military department.He was used to the scene where several small teams of the military department acted together, but when he suddenly saw a single-handed one, he just ignored it like this.

Let’s not talk about why the people from the military department appeared here. Is it because of this face that this guy saved himself? He subconsciously touched his still-looking face. The mask shattered during the fight with the monster. I remember that Sig's mask seemed to be cracked too, but unfortunately I didn't think to take a look at that time.

Anyway, after going through life and death for so long, the two of them have never even seen each other's true colors.

The man in black came back soon, not with a prey as he imagined, but with several huge fruits in his arms.

Probably because he was used to Sieg's habit of eating meat, when he suddenly saw this wild fruit, Murong Yan showed some surprise and novelty.

The man dropped two into his arms. “Vegetarian for breakfast.”

I don't know if it's the tone or the man in black is born to give orders, or maybe Murong Yan grew up in the army and is used to receiving orders from above. The moment he took the fruit, he could hardly help jumping up. Do a military salute.

The color of the fruit is very strange, and the skin is dark blue. Generally speaking, such brightly colored things are poisonous. Murong Yan watched the man gently tear the skin from the head, as if peeling the fruit. The banana was opened like that, revealing a bright red flesh.

The colors are so spooky!There would be no problem eating it, but seeing the man biting it bite after bite, he also tried to peel off the peel, and when he saw the bright red flesh, he still looked hesitant, why did he feel like he was dripping with blood.

When he took the first bite, Murong Yan's eyes flashed a hint of surprise. The pulp was not as strange as he imagined. The content is plentiful.

While eating, Murong Yan raised his head to look at the man. This guy must be haunting the dead land often. The animals and plants in the wild are all regional. The plants in the dead land are completely different from the plants outside, but he can distinguish the edible plants.

As a result, after looking at it, I found that the fruit juice did not stain his hands or even the corners of his mouth when the other party bit it bite by bite, and his eating was unusually elegant, as if he was enjoying the most luxurious food at a banquet. gourmet food.

Looking at himself, Murong Yan looked at his ten fingers that were stained with red juice.

Suddenly, I felt that there was a big gap between myself and the other party.