Chapter 42: Crazy temptation on the line of life and death

In the chaotic little minds of young children, they may not understand what it means to kill themselves.

She ran like a car with deflated tires, staggered into Chen Yingying, and pushed hard with her little hand, but the other party didn't move, but she staggered back because of the shock.

She is not very old, but she is quite bold, and she is not afraid of people who are much taller than her, and she shouted angrily at Chen Yingying, "Don't! ”】

She stood in front of Yin Zhi, in a protective posture.

Chen Yingying stopped her hand and looked at her calmly, without any negative emotions, just looking at her without emotion, but seeing that the cub's calves trembled, she panicked.

When she pursed her lips and grabbed Yin Zhi's trouser leg tightly again, it was very dark that caused the anger of the silver-haired man, his eyes moved inch by inch from his arm, and fell on her, and Yin Yin said coldly: "Get away from the disgusting thing." ”

The words fell, and the anger that was about to pour out was stopped by Chen Yingying's hand that landed on his shoulder.

Chen Yingying withdrew her hand and said indifferently: "At the beginning, Ling Zhou helped you smelt the injury, you have her strength remaining, this cub doesn't recognize you, it's the energy fluctuations in your body, she thinks I'm hurting you." ”

"She's everywhere." Yin Zhi let out a deep "heh" from his throat, suppressing his anger, and his eyes swept to the worried expression of the toddler looking at his injury, that is, he could feel the puppy's sadness and unhappiness without mental strength.

Full of anger suddenly stagnated, he inhaled deeply, and exhaled a long time, his tone softened a little, "Ling Zhou has no healing attributes, she can only stop the bleeding, and neither is this dead cub, let it go back." ”

"I didn't call it." Chen Yingying floated back lightly.

He squatted down, the corners of his white coat were covered on the ground, his slender hand picked up the child's ID card hanging on his chest, and with a few taps of his long fingers, he turned white, "After a long time, there is a problem with the protective cover, and it has not canceled out all the momentum." Wounded and sent in by H-20, there was a bit of internal bleeding on the initial scan, I'll take a look. ”

He reached out and grabbed the child in front of him, ignoring her nervous expression, his big hand opened to cover the child's entire chest and abdomen, the child hurriedly grabbed his two fingers and wanted to push them away, but it had no effect at all, and an adult's random movement was not something she could resist.

The next moment, the cool sensation that welled up in the place he covered made her stunned for a moment, and the burning itch between her chest and abdomen was extinguished by the spring rain, like a gentle stream of water moistening the dry earth, and every cell let out a soft moan of pleasure.

The child's originally flat little expression slowly stretched, bent his eyes, and was willing to lean on him, and the child whispered, "Good uncle." ”

The spiritual power running in Chen Yingying's body was uncontrollable for a short time, and it was not for him to push the cub away now, nor was it if he didn't push it.

He felt his chest thump.

Knock Knock is a flustered rhythm, full of confusion, even though he is proficient in the structure of the human body, and has dissected countless dead and living beings, it is difficult to understand how to respond to this kind of kindness from the object of work.

Yin Rank sneered, and asked in a long voice, "Good uncle, how old is the dead cub." ”

Chen Yingying glanced at him, didn't move, and thought back to him, "According to the standard table of physical development of the people of the Federation, twenty-three to twenty-six months, the age of the soul field is fifty-two days. Chiba vine is more than 300 years old according to the information given by the giant wood clan, and the age of the soul field is difficult to say, and it is difficult to reconcile the opinions, they think how old it is, but I think it is more than 20 years old, if you want detailed information, I will give you a report at that time. ”

Sure enough, it's still a cub.

Yin Zhi didn't say that he was too interested in this issue, and he was just bored to ask at the moment, frowning and disgusted, "Don't, you guys will study it yourself." ”

Suddenly, Chen Yingying's other hand stretched out, and a beaker appeared, handing it to the cub who was full of surprise when she saw the cup of lifelessness, and asked her to hold it with both hands, "Cough up here." ”

As soon as the words fell, the toddler coughed violently, coughing up many dark black blood clots in one mouth, and it took a while to stop coughing, and the total amount of blood clots filled the bottom of the 500-milliliter beaker.

Chen Yingying withdrew her hand, took a white towel stained with the smell of alcohol, wiped the child's mouth in the same way as disinfecting the instrument, and then got up and went to the side table to drum up.

The cub, which had lost its support, shook for a moment, feeling much lighter, and when the damp feeling subsided, only a lingering tiredness remained.

She wanted to sleep, but her eyes swept over the painful wound of her poor brother of the same kind, and her sleepiness seemed to be poured with cold water, and in an instant it was melted without a trace.

She snorted again, leaned up again, raised her little head, patted his calf, and quickly withdrew her hand, clenched her fists weakly, as if it didn't feel real, and called him softly, "Brother." ”

The immature mass trembled, and the qi in Yin Zhi's heart turned into a strange feeling, he made a straight face, like frost on his eyebrows, and kicked her with the tip of his shoe, "I am your ancestor." ”

Watching the cub staggered and fell to the ground by his kick, he didn't cry or make a fuss, and for a moment he forgot that he was still sad about the adult's injury just now, and patted his kicked foot with his little hand, giggling out of a laugh, thinking that he was playing with her, and crawled on all fours to his shoe to hold his leg.

Naturally, he sat on his feet as a stool.

Heartless.

Yin Zhi sat on the stool and kicked his legs up, and then put them down, and the little cub flew up and down with the shoes, and there was a burst of laughter between the ups and downs, echoing in the laboratory, which was too discordant.

The cub nestled on his feet like his ankles were swollen gray and blue, and she felt very small when she stood up, and she felt even smaller when she looked at it inexplicably.

"I think she's been looking for death, you shouldn't have treated her just now, and she was quieter when she was seriously injured." Yin Zhi lowered his head, kicked his legs up again, and trembled, but instead of shaking the child down, he shook out a string of milky laughter.

"Where the duty lies." Chen Yingying looked back at the rare youthfulness of Yin Rank, and a little complexity flashed in her eyes, "She is now in a state of self-protection, her consciousness is very shallow, and she is just acting on instinct." If you don't like it, kill it. ”

"Instinctively, you should be afraid of me, as soon as Lao Tzu entered the cubs, the group of cubs cried wolves." Yin Zhi bent over, his silver hair fell to his side, and he made a cold face that no one could enter, and approached the child to deliberately scare her.

The small group originally buried its face in his lap, but after a long time, he wondered why he didn't fly, and quietly raised his head to peek outside, meeting the man's indifferent eyes.

I don't know where the laughter is, which caused the children to laugh out loud, the little faces were red with excitement, and the big eyes turned into two soft crescents.

Seeing that he was about to stretch out his little hand to grab his hair, and move restlessly, the man got up and sat back again.

Yin Zhi let out a long breath of depression in his heart, stared at Xiao Bu condescendingly for a long time, and made a "magical" conclusion.