When Zo Sai and Elo heard the commotion, they saw that all the people were gathered around the training ground and pointed.

The soldier captain stood in the circle with a gloomy face, his arms clasped to his chest, his head bowed and he didn't know what he was looking at, everyone was very excited and boiled.

Zo Sai and Ai Rou were a little puzzled and walked over. The noisy crowd saw the leader coming and made a way, and Zuo Sai and Ai Rou couldn't help but gasp when they saw the situation in the arena.

The puppets used to explain monsters and practice tactics have disappeared, and the fragments of corpses in front of you can recognize the appearance of the puppets.

The four limbs and the torso were brutally separated, the wooden hinges of the joints were shattered, and the limbs and torso also left a series of terrifying dents, and the wood grain on both sides of the dents cracked, revealing sharp yellow and white wooden thorns.

The worst thing was the puppet's head, the twig in its mouth shattered to the ground, and a wooden knife stabbed into the middle of the stubble, and a deep crack burst on the puppet's head from the place where the knife was entered, opening the puppet's scoop.

Zuo Sai approached, and with a few strokes, pulled out the wooden knife, a little puzzled. Who can destroy a training puppet like this with a wooden knife? Thinking about it, Zuo Sai looked at the only possible tall soldier commander, but all he got was an ugly silence and an arm pointing into the distance, and then when he asked, a figure next to him quickly squeezed out of the crowd and ran in that direction.

It's Qi! Zuo Sai was also taken aback, but instead of following Ai Rou, he smiled quietly and pulled the captain to his room.

The crowd saw the two leave and surrounded the scene, and everyone's eyes were full of incredulity.

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The injuries on his chest, abdomen and palms that had just healed all collapsed, and Qi Yu returned to the house with blood all over his body, and fell heavily on the bed, just wanting to sleep well.

Driven into the valley by the world-destroying White Light, chased and killed by unknown monsters, kidnapped by the little guy, and faced with provocations for no reason here, he can only accept all of them. Weakness is the original sin, and Qi Yu craves strength.

Qi Yu, who didn't know what he had just done, fell asleep on the bed.

I don't know when, there was a warm and stinging sensation between his arms and chest and abdomen, and Qi Yu slowly opened his eyes. Arou was wiping his wounds with a sackcloth, and Zosai was standing aside, stirring something with a twig with a bowl. Seeing that he woke up, Ai Rou screamed softly in surprise, and Zuo Sai also stopped his movements, walked closer, and looked at him with concern.

Qi Yu was not angry. The two people in front of him had already saved their lives, why did they turn their faces and deny it because of the inappropriate actions of some fools. As for the fool who provoked him, in Qi Yu's opinion, it didn't matter, and being emotionally driven was not a threat.

As for the source of the idiot's emotions, Qi Yu, who was dark and complicated, glanced at Ai Rou, who became squirming after shaking hands, and sighed, didn't he have been a member of the idiot, even the one in front of him.

Closing his eyes, Qi Yu let the two people in front of him clean and medicate him, and then fell asleep.

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Slept well and woke up early. There is only one small window in Qi Yu's house, the sparse linen cloth is closed, the light and ventilation are very poor, Qi Yu, who woke up early, didn't want to stay for a long time, ate bread and drank a few sips of wine, then changed into shorts and went straight to the training ground.

The food sac was also brought over last night when Zuo Sai and Ai Rou came to change the dressing, not only the bread, but also a piece of dry food that he had saved before, presumably the little girl returned the treasure in order to coax herself.

Qi Yu thought of the reluctant look of the snack goods, wanted to laugh but didn't laugh, some things are better to be strangled in the bud, otherwise they will harm others and themselves.

Qi Yu, whose upper body was rewrapped in linen bandages, ran up when he arrived at the training ground. Like the soldiers he trained yesterday, Qi Yu was carrying a food sac, a barrel stick, and a short knife.

One circle, two circles, five circles, ten circles, Qi Yu sweated like rain, and he didn't realize that the sky was gradually brightening.

On the twentieth lap, the soldiers all came up to watch, including Zuo Sai and Ai Rou, and of course, the wall of meat yesterday - the soldier captain of the soldiers. Everyone's faces were hard to understand.

Most people are happy to see it, in the face of those ferocious monsters, one more help is more hope for life, not to mention the bandage brother who is running in front of him, his combat power is not ordinary.

Training puppets, extremely durable, not broken for a year, yesterday was dismantled by the bandage brother in front of him, it was just replaced for less than a month, and it was still a wooden knife. I really don't know if it's the monster or this dude, poor thing, my own commander.

Many people invariably looked at the soldier commander standing at the front of the crowd, black, really black, talking about faces.

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In the last lap, Qi Yu ran with his legs in tow, not that he couldn't run anymore, and the muscle pulling was not good for wound healing, but the gains outweighed the losses. I ran less than 30 laps today, and I added one or two laps every day depending on the situation, and then increased until the injury was healed.

Qi Yu thought of a plan in his heart, and was about to go back to pack up and train other things, but found that everyone was watching. The tall man who provoked him yesterday was standing with Zuo Sai and Ai Rou, his face dark.

Qi Yu said hello to Zuo Sai and Ai Rou, only nodded to the tall man, and went straight back to the house. There is no need to retaliate, there is no need to force it, just treat it normally.

Qi Yu returned to the house and pulled Zuo Sai, who came later, into the room, but closed the door to Ai Rou, who was one step behind.

Qi Yu in the room looked at Zuo Sai with a serious face, pointed to the door, and shook his hand at Zuo Sai.

How could Zuo Sai not understand what Qi Yu wanted to explain, and as soon as he pre-performed a persuasion performance, he saw Qi Yu take out a group photo of a family of three and show it to himself. Qi Yu pointed to himself, his dead wife, and the little guy above, and shook his head again at Zuo Sai.

At this moment, Zuo Sai looked at the photo very seriously, Ai Rou had never shown him this thing, Qi Yu also had a family, I was afraid that Ai Rou's mind would be in vain, and most importantly, how did this lifelike picture come about, what kind of painter can paint such a painting. Could it be that Qi really came from somewhere.

Looking at Qi Yu again, Zuo Sai was shocked, but saw Qi Yu burning the photo with the oil lamp that had been lit in the house, in addition to the one that Qi Yu had just shown himself, there was something else. Zuo Sai didn't force another one, just why did he burn it. Zuo Sai couldn't figure it out.

The black smoke from the burning photo, mixed with the smell of olive oil emitted by the lights, is extremely pungent. Qi Yu was very reluctant to burn it, just burning it meant that he had to temporarily cut off some thoughts, such as missing his deceased wife and the little guy, such as the unknown torment of the secret on the photos, such as making these two photos no longer his weakness.

If you want to integrate into this tribe and gain the strength to survive under this unknown sky, you must put all your energy into the present, and you can't slack off for a moment.

Seeing the last piece of paper ash in the photo fall to the ground, Qi Yu drew a picture towards Zuo Sailian.

From today, teach me how to speak.