The next day, the sky was a little bright, Ning Yun curled up in July's arms, snorted a few times, and woke up slowly, stretching his waist like a nobody, and yawning.

"Ah, hey." The startled voice immediately woke up the sleeping July and the black-robed man.

July rubbed his eyes and said tiredly, "Ningyun, you're awake." "Before dawn, this girl is shouting something, do you know that your girl worked hard last night.

Ning Yun circled around the little boy who was tied to the tree with great interest, "What a cute Gu worm, this body is really slim, ouch hey." Girl, where did you get all of you, why didn't you call me? ”

Thinking that something was going on, Ning Yun fussed and fiddled with the "centipede", and it didn't sleep all night, staring at Ning Yun with straight eyes and shaking Ning Yun's hand in annoyance.

"Ning Yun, don't touch him. The poison in this kid is not light. Looking at Ning Yun's cheerful expression, he must not know what happened last night.

Suddenly, the child's vicious expression changed, and his frightened face hung high, and he kept shaking his body, as if he felt extremely uncomfortable. The lower half of the body is a centipede, and the body is twisted, desperately trying to drill into the dirt.

Ning Yun became more interested, "Is it still digging soil and digging pits?" ”

July, who understands the habits of centipede Gu insects, naturally knows that centipedes are afraid of sunlight, lie in the day and come out at night, and especially prefer dark and warm environments. Seeing that the sky is about to dawn, it is normal for him to have physical discomfort, this is a nature given by genes, and it will not cause damage to his body.

"The centipede has a very strong ability to drill through cracks and dig through the soil, so I'd better interrupt him halfway through, otherwise he will really run." The black-robed man had a cold gaze, and he didn't treat this creature as his own kind at all, since he had become like this, could he still be considered a human?

"Forget it, it's cruel. It's hard enough for him to be like this. "The ferocity of the centipede may have been cured into his bone marrow, and even so, July is still unwilling to treat this child cruelly.

July continued: "Let him take us out of this forest first, his appearance is probably man-made, he must know the ruins of the sand-buried ancient city you are looking for." ”

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In the dense forest, it was difficult to identify the direction, and the three of them could only judge the sunny side according to the dense and sparse branches and leaves of the trees, and choose a road that led to the outside. The "centipede" was led by the black-robed man with a rope tied to his head, and a mouth that was exactly the same as a normal person could not be seen at all.

Ning Yun held the rope and pulled a few handfuls from time to time, "Hey, little one, can you go faster." You've got a lot of legs. "If it weren't for the fact that he was too skinny, I would have wanted to ride on him as a mount.

"Centipede" was almost silent all the way, and even the laughter was rarely heard, and the occasional sunlight under the green shade would frighten him. The whole "person's" face looked extremely haggard, and he also looked weak when he crawled.

"Don't expect him to lead the way. Now, it's a question of whether or not you can survive. The black-robed man looked at his thin size, and it was a great burden to continue dragging this "thing" down.

Along the way, July has been discussing the problem of "centipedes" with the black-robed man, probably the problem of xenotransplantation, and July has not yet thought of the meaning of the existence of this kind of life form and the way of refining, and it is difficult to understand for a long time, how crazy the people who created them are.

Not far away, Ning Yun's exclamation was heard, "Girl, the little centipede is dying." On the side, Ning Yun held the child's pale face and shouted nervously.

July ran over and asked as he probed his pulse, "Wasn't it okay just now?" How did it become like this in the blink of an eye? "The pulse of the alien life form cannot be judged and distinguished by the pulse of a normal person at all, and one thing is certain, the pulse of this "centipede" is very weak and almost stagnant.

Ning Yun didn't expect it as if he had done something wrong, and explained: "I really didn't do anything to him, I just held him and teased him occasionally." He almost bit me. "No matter how ugly it is, it's still a life, Ning Yun knows that if he really kills this thing, July will be sad for a while.

The black-robed man walked over and took his pulse in the same way, "This kind of lifeform is originally a product of biosynthesis technology, and it is extremely unstable. The meaning is roughly to adapt to the right living environment, July and others changed his living habits, although it is in the dense forest, it is still in the daytime period, "centipede" may not be able to stand the hot flashes, suffocated alive.

July looked rather sorry, understanding that synthetic species cannot be inferred by common sense, and their lives are more fragile than centipedes, and they are different from humans. And he was only in his infancy. The wizard who made this creature was simply not human, and July wiped his tears from his eyes, "Let's dig a grave for him, half of it is human." ”

After death, the limbs of the "centipede" changed rapidly,

"Whatever life dies in the woods will turn into dust to nourish the land, what's the difference between you leaving it here and burying it." They hadn't eaten for many days, and the black-robed man felt exhausted, digging a pit and burying a corpse was a bit of a luxury for a "centipede", and it was too physically demanding, and he couldn't understand July's behavior at all.

"No, he's a human being, at least." The child was so pitiful that his life experience couldn't help but move July, and he insisted on burying the poor child. For the first time, July retorted to him in an angry tone that could not be refused.

The black-robed man said: "Aren't your Miao Jiang's witch Gu extremely vicious, what vicious Gu worm can't cultivate, do you still care about a corpse?" July's behavior was completely different from the wizards he had ever seen, most of whom were vicious, and he couldn't imagine that a wizard of July's level would care so much about life.

"I don't need you to do it, I can do it myself." July stubbornly said.

"Cold-blooded, ruthless." Ning Yun also joined the crusade against him, and resolutely sided with July.

"You can do whatever you like, I don't care about you." He tightened his black robe and stood aside with his hands down.

The burial ground is a damp grass, and the pit has been dug to a depth of about a meter, and a layer of rubble appears underneath, and the rubble is reddish-brown in color, as if it has been baked by high temperature.

Ning Yun's hands were worn out, stained with patches of blood, "The soil is so strange." ”