In the middle of the formation, Xinglian's face turned pale little by little, but she always had a faint smile on her face.

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Everything is going on unconsciously, and the decisive battle is also approaching little by little silently.

In the city of Gran, it was dinner time again, the cold wind blew, and by the fire, the young recruits, holding some moldy zongzi, smelled it, put it in their arms, and drank the rice soup boiled in a large pot, because it was made by the mother when she came out, and she was not willing to eat it.

The older and stout man, holding a rough piece of drawing paper, smirked, because it was a family photo drawn by his daughter.

Feng Ge walked all the way, and finally, his eyes fell on the corner of the wall, a rough soldier with a scar on his face, at this moment, he was biting a steamed bun, sitting in the corner, holding an old book in his hand, full of distress.

"What, the book was given by my wife?" With a bowl of rice soup, Feng Ge had already sat down beside Dahan.

"Well, when I was leaving, my wife was about to give birth, and I said that I would give the baby a name, even if I didn't know a few big characters, and I couldn't take it with a book." Looking at the book in his hand, Dahan said.

Hearing this, the corners of Feng Ge's mouth hooked slightly, he is a person who wants to be a father!

For fathers, the happiest time should be when they choose a name for their child.

"What do you want your baby to do in the future? Just take it from that aspect. Feng Ge said.

"You can do anything, as long as you are safe, not sick, and happy." Dahan said.

"If it's a boy, it's called Sheng Le, if it's a girl, it's called Sheng Yue, Sheng means health and peace, happiness, harmony, of course, it's happiness, if it's a dragon and phoenix fetus, use both." Taking a bite of the bun, Feng Ge said.

"Xue Shengle, Xue Shengyue, it's good, it's good, why didn't I think of it? Brother, you're amazing. Dahan said, just turning his head, but he was surprised.

"Lord, Lord." The big man was full of surprise, but he didn't realize for a long time that the person sitting next to him was actually the boss.

"What kind of coach is not the coach, hurry up and think of the name!" After taking a sip of the rice soup in the bowl, Feng Ge said and stood up.

"Okay, okay." Looking at the back of Feng Ge leaving, the big man smirked and said, if the child's mother knew that this name was obtained by the coach, she would be happy to death.

There is no doubt that the distinction brought about by war also brings hope.

Even the demons on the other side are still looking forward to finishing the war and being able to go back to reunite with their families.

For them, this has always been the place of the human race, not the home of their demons.

Holding the bowl, as soon as Feng Ge walked back, he saw Xinglian coming from a distance, and then, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Why is your face so white, do you only know that you don't eat for training, do you want to find a doctor to come and have a look." Grabbing Xinglian's hand, looking at Xinglian's pale and emaciated face, Feng Ge frowned.

"No, it's okay, didn't I come over for dinner? Just eat two buns. Looking at Feng Ge, Xinglian said with a smile.

"No, I'm still not at ease, Long Aotian." Feng Ge shouted.

"Boss, what's the matter?" After biting a steamed bun, Long Aotian walked over.

"Go call a doctor." Feng Ge said.

"Doctor, is anyone sick?" Long Aotian wondered.

"Stupid, don't you see?"

"What about people?" Feng Ge just turned her head, but found that Xinglian, who was still standing beside her, had disappeared.

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