Hearing the sound of the car suddenly braking outside, Yan San opened his eyes and carefully moved Ling Qingyu away from his arms on the pillow, put another pillow to hug her, and stood up quietly.

"Are you going so late?" Ling Qingyu rolled over, closed his eyes, and muttered in confusion.

"You go to sleep." Turning back and patted her shoulder gently, watching her fall asleep again, Yan San put on her clothes, stood in front of the window, opened the window, waved to Ye Po who was standing downstairs, and saw him go He walked in, closed the window, walked carefully to the door, his fingers blew out a few strong winds and hit the door of Cheng Jia's room opposite.

With the sound of Ye Po's footsteps, Cheng Jia opened the door, knowing that the night was about to pass. He did not sleep. He was just reading a book and he was ready to hear the sound of the door, so he put his bag on his back and opened the door.

When Ye Po flashed into the room, Yan San looked back at Ling Qingyu, closed the door lightly, and walked downstairs with Cheng Jia.

Seeing Cheng Jia coming down with Yan San, Lu Yao raised his brows and whispered, "Mr. Cheng, here is no better than Deqing."

After looking at Lu Yao's clothes that were too dirty to be seen in the future, Cheng Jia laughed softly: "Even the modern army needs a civilian job."

With a slight smile, Lu Yao turned into the car and said, "It's okay, but Mr. Cheng, it's not easy to go to the battlefield as a civilian."

"I know."

When the dawn came in through the window, the temperature slowly rose, and the hot wind blew in from outside the window, causing the curtain to rustle.

The windows here are still old-fashioned push-open-style wooden windows. The windows are open to the outside and cannot be closed with internal force. Ye Po moved quietly, thinking of getting up to close the window. As soon as his body moved, the person in his arms would be okay After a cry, he asked: "What time is it?"

"It's still early, I'll go to bed again." Ye Po patted her on the back lightly, and said softly.

"Po'er..." Ling Qingyu opened his eyes, looked at the man in front of him, reached out and touched the beard scum that appeared on his chin, hummed, and said, "How many days have you not rested?"

Ye Po touched his beard unconsciously. He came here late yesterday for fear of disturbing her sleep, but hurriedly rinsed her body, but forgot to shave. She doesn't like men with beards...

Holding the hand of Ye Po who was about to get up, Ling Qingyu said in a daze: "Don't worry about it, it's so sleepy."

"I closed the window, it's hot." Ye Po still wanted to get up, softly coaxing her.

"Let it open, the wind is comfortable." Ling Qingyu took his hand, and after pulling the person down, rubbed the scum on his chin with the palm of his hand, and closed his eyes and said: "Don't shave, feel comfortable. ."

Ye Po lay down, rubbed her face with her chin, and heard her laugh happily, thinking that the short beard and roots were very comfortable to shave, so he stopped worrying and hugged her. Putting her head on top of her, she whispered softly: "Well, sleep for a while."

Yesterday's fiasco knew that there was no good fruit to eat, but when Qin Feng said early in the morning that he was going to the Land of Death for half a month, a group of people still wailed.

"Captain, can't we be with them? Can't we ask them about fighting skills?" After disbanding, Wang Dashan, Han Yan, and Zhugeyu immediately wrapped up Qin Feng, and Wang Dashan followed his ass.

"Huh?" Qin Feng paused, looked back at the corner of his mouth, and questioned him. Last night he asked the rascals how they lost. The result was just like they were beaten to death. He estimated that they had lost. It's miserable, so I thought about giving them a strong training camp. What's the situation? It's so miserable that Wang Dashan is asking for advice on fighting?

"Yes, I think their survival skills in the wild are also very good." Han Yan agreed.

Turning his head to look at Zhuge Yu, who was following the two with a depressed look, Qin Feng said, "What do you say?"

"The difference in strength is too big. Even if we go to the training camp for half a month, I don't think we can win by just relying on endurance and fighting." Zhugeyu told the truth.

"How did you lose?" Qin Feng glanced at the three of them and asked.

"Complete defeat...no chance..." the three said at the same time.

"Complete defeat?" Qin Feng was really surprised this time. His team, not to mention the strongest in the world, is one of the few toughest in China, actually defeated?

"You didn't see it, it's not a human being! Xiao Heizi ran fast enough, right? We have the fastest in the army? You said last time that you can let him compare with Liu Xiang, I let him do it Bait, lure the big man to run away. He still ran a dozen or twenty meters ahead of time. I think he should always be able to run away..." Zhuge Yu pointed to a short and capable young man.

"What then?" Qin Feng asked, stopping with interest.

"Then, after we were cleaned up for half a minute, Xiao Heizi was picked up by the big man and slipped back." Zhuge Yu said very depressed.

"So fast?" Qin Feng asked in surprise. He knew how fast Xiao Heizi ran. If he could catch up with Xiao Heizi in such a short period of time when Xiao Heizi started a dozen meters later...

"By the way, I didn't see the big man this morning. I still want to find him to practice. Heizi said that his fighting skills are really good. He didn't know what was going on, so he was taken away. There is no resistance at all." Wang Dashan looked around and said.

"It seems that he has been out a few days beforehand. They have changed someone." Qin Feng put his hand on his chin, and looked at the men on the playground who were preparing in advance. He thought to himself, maybe he could ask Cheng Cheng to join him. Camp and then learn?

"Replacement? That's great." Zhugeyu suddenly showed joy, **** it, the group of people he met, except the blond boy who didn't make a move, the other three were all super masters, OK! That kind of strength is simply crushing them, and they will have to relax with one less.

"Replacement?" Wang Dashan muttered disappointedly: "I want to fight him again."

"Who is it for?" Han Yan asked. He was not as naive as Wang Dashan and Zhugeyu. He remembered that when they were sitting by the campfire and eating snakes, Yan Qi and Ying Shisan mentioned a person. Title, but very respectful.

"It should be, that..." Qin Feng raised his chin and motioned to the group of people who came out of the barracks.

Those people are not instinctively walking in formation like them. They walk at will. But if you observe carefully, you can still feel that if they are walking together, the person named Yang Zhao will usually be slightly ahead. Is scattered behind.

But now, walking in the forefront, even Yang Zhao took a third step back and followed a man they hadn't seen. The man was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, handsome in appearance, but with a cold expression. He lowered his head slightly while tying a wristband on his wrist while talking to Yang Zhao, the steps he took were precise and powerful, and the wind that came up between the walks seemed to bring a chill.

murderous look……

The cold and awe-inspiring aura that naturally radiated from his lofty fighting spirit, even if they were separated by a certain distance, they didn't realize they had fought a cold war.

"Wow..." Zhuge Yu let out a soft exclamation.