take father as heaven

They were trapped there, couldn't get out of the thick fog, and their judgment was misled by the weird magnetic field. The easiest way was to walk along the stream. Such a simple way, I didn't think of it at the time.

It was probably the unknown creature they saw in the water on the first night, which shocked them, so they subconsciously stayed away from the water source when they were on their way.

With some calculations in his heart, Murong Yan carefully noted down the location and direction of the stream, and then followed the crowd to the Rift Valley.

On the way, he tried countless methods, hoping that he could wake up from this real past, but repeatedly failed.To his horror, he found that during the few days of the march, he became more and more used to this kind of life and life.

It's like waking up from a big dream, and discovering that thousands of years later, the so-called rifts of time travel, all kinds of strange mutant monsters, cloned human bodies, and genetically modified super soldiers, these absurd things are his own fantasy from.

In fact, everything was just like that, he was still the Max Yan who couldn't ask for it.

His father was the supreme ruler of the empire, while he was a soldier fighting on the front line to protect his territory and royal power. Although they knew each other in this life, they would never want to see each other again. The most familiar and strangest father and son.

Thinking of this, he felt the pain in his chest as if it was about to crack. Those scenes that he would never forget, even if they were in his imagination, were so sweet and deep-rooted.

When he kissed Murong Chen for the first time, when he was carried on Murong Chen's back and ran for his life, when he was in deep danger when Murong Chen desperately came to save him, he and Murong Chen fell in love clumsily, holding hands in the swamp In the underground ruins, when Murong Chen used MR-1's body to confess his love to him, in the sewer, when Murong Chen was jealous of him, and when Murong Chen kissed him affectionately, falling in love over and over again on the bed his memories...

These, how can all these be fake, they are so real, and the real ones will break my heart when I think about them.

"My lord, are you okay?" Beckett noticed that the general had been abnormal recently. Many times he stood in front of him, but he always showed a blank face, and there was something in his eyes that he couldn't understand.

Murong Yan immediately came back to his senses and glanced at his adjutant, "I'm fine, just a little tired."

"Please rest well, tomorrow we will enter the bottom of the valley."

Watching Beckett leave, Murong Yan walked back to his temporary tent. Until this time, a deep sense of powerlessness appeared on his face. During this time, he had been trapped in a strange circle. It is real, and after a while, I feel that what is in my mind is the real memory, and maybe it is just a strange dream in front of me.

But those living soldiers, the familiar subordinates and the complicated and dangerous environment reminded him over and over again of the reality of the world in front of him. The two worlds seemed to be in a tug of war, and Murong Yan was vacillating between them, tormenting him. He became more and more haggard, and couldn't even close his eyes and take a good rest for a while.

Fell in the temporary rest tent, Murong Yan stared blankly at the top of the tent in a daze, then felt something hard on the back of his head, reached out to touch it, and took out a notebook in surprise, dark brown He was stunned by the patterns outlined by vines on the cover.

How could this notebook be here, and then he was relieved. He is the owner of this notebook. According to the time, this notebook should also be in his hands. As for whether it will be sealed in the underground ruins after thousands of years In the secret room of the library, waiting for him to get it again after a thousand years, those are not things he can verify.

Opening the notebook, the handwriting on it was very familiar. He flipped through it page by page until he finished the last page. This time, there was no Murong Chen's handwriting on the notebook, nor was there any experimental content added later. and recorded.

Murong Chen stared blankly at the diary, it was incomplete for some reason, after hesitating for a long time, he wrote another sentence on the latest page that he had just finished writing.

Murong Chen, I seem to be lost in the torrent of time, I can't find my way home, I'm very scared...

After only writing a few sentences, he suddenly felt that his behavior was stupid. He actually tried to use this method to prove that the memory in his mind was true, and what he wrote in this diary might be remembered by Murong Chen a thousand years later. Have a chance to see it?

Putting the diary back, he covered his eyes and let out a long sigh, a strong sense of fatigue surged up.

On the second day, the soldiers sorted out some lightweight new materials, and left a large amount of overweight equipment and excess supplies outside the rift valley, and lightly loaded them into the rift valley.

Like Murong Yan before, everyone had heard too many scary legends about the Rift Valley, and when they actually entered it, they were all confused by its deceptive appearance of a paradise.

At the bottom of the quiet and beautiful valley, the clear stream water reflects the sunlight, and the green grass beside the stream is full of pale yellow unknown wildflowers. What a harmless and quiet valley it is.

The soldiers immediately let go of their tense emotions, and Murong Yan looked at everyone's expressions indifferently.

Then Beckett was called in, "Rush with all your strength, it's not safe at night."

Although Beckett was surprised, he didn't dare to object. The soldiers had a kind of hero worship for their commanders. As long as they were Murong Yan's orders, they would be executed [-]% of the time.

This group of rapid marches easily broke the peace and tranquility of the bottom of the valley all year round. The beautiful wild flowers were stepped on by the soldiers and became a green pointing passage. Although everyone kept walking, their eyes could not stop admiring Beautiful views all around.

It seemed that at that moment, everyone forgot that this beautiful valley had a terrifying reputation.