Nomenclature of Night

  Chapter 493 Return

   "You can hit me now!"

  This shout, like tearing through the eve of dawn, tearing through the darkest moment.

  Among the prisoners, one after another someone threw out the protein bars hidden in their bodies.

  Throw it in the pigpen, and some of them will fall outside if they are not thrown correctly.

  In the past, when someone saw a protein bar that was thrown away by others, they would immediately pick it up and put it in their mouth, and then finish eating it first.

  Lack of nutrition for a long time, so that their eyes will shine when they see any food.

  But this time, no one grabbed the protein bars that fell on the ground.

  Someone picks it up and throws it back into the pigpen.

  More and more Qing's intelligence personnel threw the protein bars they had hidden to Qingchen. They knew that after today, the prison area will be ushered in a wave of raids, and if they don't throw them now, they will be searched by God on behalf of them. . .

  The beasts who are in charge of taking care of them will definitely not allow prisoners to hide food after today’s incident.

  Until this moment, the other prisoners did not know.

  These seemingly numb Qing's intelligence personnel, in fact, from the moment Qing Chen came here, the flame in his heart had re-burned.

  The prisoners who have been numb and don’t know how long have no idea what madness they have gone, just like enjoying the long-lost freedom.

  They pushed the Jindai soldiers to prevent them from whipping Qing's intelligence personnel.

  They belong to different forces, and some of them do not even belong to the forces, but here, they all have a sad background and want to try to resist.

  The soldiers of the Gods are calling for the support of the barracks. They want to suppress this place by force!

   "Do you think it's okay if you take a whip?" Kamdaiyun walked slowly from the barracks, and said with a sneer: "If this is the case, others would think I am a charity."

  The prisoners fell silent when they saw Kamdaiyun appeared.

   Feared, he didn't dare to look up at him.

  For a long time, Goddai Yunzhi has been the biggest haze in their hearts.

"Interrupt the legs of the two initiators," Kamdaiyun said straightly: "Interrupt in front of Qing Chen, and then hang them out of the pigpen for me, hang them for a few days, and then say if they can survive. See your own fate."

  There is no law here, Kanda Yunzhi wants to break someone’s leg, he can break someone’s leg.

  Except Qingchen.

   Qingchen seriously chewed the protein bar in his mouth, thinking about why Shendai didn't directly harm his body. Was it to seize the house, but the news that he could not be taken away should have been passed to the Shendai.

  Or is it possible that Goddai has a new method and can still make himself the object of being seized?

  He probably has a guess in his mind, because there are not many reasons to explain God's behavior.

  Qing Chen silently watched the two Qing's intelligence personnel being pressed to the ground, and they were about to be broken their legs by the God's soldiers.

  He can't do anything now, and a chain of thousands of catties is added to his body, restricting his freedom.

  He did not scream, because screaming is useless.

  He is also not angry, because anger is also useless.

  All Qing Chen can do is to wait for his return, and then exhaust all his life's efforts to come back and give God Dai counterattack.

  But...Always do something.

  The young man lowered his head, holding a stone in his hand, shackles on his wrists, and dirty mud under his feet.

  However, at this moment, the two Qing's intelligence personnel who were pressed on the ground suddenly turned to look at him and smiled: "It's okay."

   "Chief Qingchen, it's okay, where's the responsibility."

   "It doesn't have to be me for success."

   Qing Chen was stunned.

it's OK.

  He said these four words, and now the other party gave them back to him.

   Qingchen seemed to be pulled back to the Gaotianyuan all at once. He sat side by side with Zhang Wenqi alone, watching the fate finally arrive.

  It doesn’t have to be with me for a sentence to be successful.

  Zhang Wenqi is dead.

  Two Qing's intelligence personnel were willing to be smashed and broken their legs, and they also threw a protein stick to him.

  At first, when Zhang Wenqi died, Qing Chen didn't have any touches.

  Because he is not a member of the Qing family, he has no sense of identification with the Qing family.

  But at this moment, he was suddenly thinking about a question. He could not consider himself a member of the Qing family, but the intelligence personnel put the honor of Qing family on him.

   Then for this illusory thing, one after another calmly dedicated everything.

  Is this Qingshi.

  Is this the foundation of Qing's standing in the federation?

   Qingchen seems to understand a little bit.

With a click, the cold **** of a Goddai soldier smashed down, and the leg bone of a Qing's intelligence agent was forcibly broken.

  The **** was so fierce that the broken leg bones were exposed from the skin, looking extremely tragic.

  Qing's intelligence personnel couldn't help hissing and roaring, like a beast walking in the wilderness, his thigh bones were broken by the huge trap.

  From then on, waiting for his fate must be death.

   Qingchen looked at the two intelligence personnel, who were hung from the roof beams of the pigpen with ropes by Shendai soldiers, just like that.

   Shaking in the cold wind.

  He suddenly bent down and continued to build his own stone wall.

God’s soldiers laughed frantically: "You hang up here because of his broken leg. Do you see what he can do? Do you see a trace of anger in his expression? He is like a bull that has been shot off. Fighting!"

   "忒!"

  The Qing's intelligence officer who was hanging up spit out a thick sputum, which was spit on the face of the Jindai soldier, and then ushered in a torrential beating.

Shendaiyun sneered: "Don't fight, just let the two of them hang around here. Now they want to provoke you to ask for death, but I don't want them to do so. I want them to feel the pain and the cold here. Now. Does anyone want to throw a protein bar? If you want to throw it, you can hang it here with them."

  The prisoners flinched when they saw the two Qing's intelligence officers.

   Qingchen seemed to have heard nothing, and continued to build the stone wall.

  At night, Qing Chen stopped the action of laying the stone wall, and suddenly stood on the edge of the pigpen and asked softly: "What are the names of you two?"

   "Zhao Mingke."

   "Wang Yuchao."

   "How long have you been here?"

   "Nineteen years, three months, and three days, I count the days with my fingers every day, for fear that if I forget one day, my mind will be confused."

"does it worth?"

   "There is nothing worth it or not. I'm hungry every day, so I don't have a chance to think about it."

"Um."

   "Chief Qingchen, do you regret it."

"No regrets."

  "Do you know Zhang Wenqi?" Qing Chen asked.

   "Sir, do you also know Zhang Wenqi? That guy was one of the guards of A02 base before. We are training hard, but we will keep it away a little when we start."

   "Well, before he died, he also said the six words,'I don't need to be successful,'" Qing Chen calmly looked at the starry sky.

  Zhao Mingke suddenly said: "Sir, do you know the meaning of these six words."

   Qingchen shook his head: "I haven't fully understood yet."

Zhao Ming took a deep breath and said: "It is not only to tell us these little soldiers not to be afraid of sacrifice, but also to tell the commander not to have the kindness of women. For a certain goal, sacrifice and bloodshed are inevitable. If you are afraid of sacrifice and bloodshed, then the victory won must be a false victory."

   Qingchen thought for a while: "I see."

  He continued to lower his head to build the stone wall, Zhao Mingke and Wang Yuchao were just hanging in midair.

  The two of them suddenly heard Qing Chen whispering in his mouth, and the cold wind roared so that they could not hear clearly.

  At some point, the night wind stopped.

  They heard that sentence clearly.

  The fourth day of countdown to return.

  Zhao Mingke and Wang Yuchao have lost their enthusiasm for small talk, their heads are hanging down, blood is leaking from the wound on their legs, and they can barely stay awake.

  All the prisoners walked past them and couldn't bear to take a look.

  And the young man named Qing Chen is still tirelessly building stone walls one after another.

  The third day of countdown to return.

  Zhao Mingke and Wang Yuchao have fallen into a coma.

  It’s just that when they were in a coma, they were still muttering words.

  No prisoner dared to approach and listen to what they said.

  And the young man named Qing Chen was about to collapse.

  There is food, but this cold wind is still not something a seriously injured person can resist.

   Qingchen's complexion turned red, which is a symptom of high fever.

  This is the first time he fell ill after becoming a knight.

  Even the body of a knight is a bit unbearable.

  The countdown to return to the next day.

  The breathing of Zhao Mingke and Wang Yuchao is already inaudible, but they are still muttering something.

  The Qing's intelligence personnel among the prisoners risked getting a whip and tried to listen.

In the cold wind, Zhao Mingke and Wang Yuchao muttered softly: "But you have to understand, my friend, we can't face the darkness with gentleness, we have to use fire."

  That is what they heard from Qing Chen when the wind stopped.

   now scattered in the wind again.

  Qing's intelligence personnel was stunned, he silently wiped away tears, and then continued to walk towards the mountain and stone field.

  As usual, carrying the never-ending rocks.

  Living the suffering day again and again.

  Return to the last day of countdown.

   Qingchen in the night, looking at the night sky again.

  The vast stars are above the sky, deep as the sea.

   "Sorry," Qing Chen said.

  He said to Zhao Mingke and Wang Yuchao, there is no more explanation, only these two words.

  Sorry to trouble you.

  Sorry for not being able to save you.

   Zhao Mingke and Wang Yuchao were already dead. After hearing these three words, he opened his eyes again like a flashback, then opened his long-chapped lips and smiled: "It's okay."

   Then there was no sound.

   is these four words again.

  He told Qing's intelligence personnel twice, and the other party returned it to him twice.

  However, the other party returned his life this time.

   Qingchen is not sad, he continues to build stones, and feels the desperate power in his muscles, shaking, twisting, and surging.

  The body that was about to be exhausted and used to the limit suddenly made the teenager feel refreshed.

  At a certain moment, just when he felt that he was about to fall.

  Somewhere deep in the body, there was a burning pure power suddenly, and it was suddenly excited to the limbs.

  As if a warm ocean surging into the polar night ice ocean.

   Qing Chen was stunned for a moment.

  He quickly realized what it was.

  This is the blood of the gods who saved him in the valley.

  A drop of god’s blood was diluted into five milliliters, and all was pushed into his body.

  This is something that even the kind of master who can hunt down Goddai Yunhe wants to secretly get half of it.

  Qingchen has heard of the blood of gods. To be precise, the secret family history of the Federal Consortium only admits that there has been a **** in this world...

  Ren Xiaosu, who left his name at 599 meters on the cliff of Qingshan.

  This is a **** that all consortia are willing to recognize, just because his blood can turn corruption into magic, and his will is vast and vast.

  So if this is the blood of gods, then it must be the blood of Ren Xiaosu.

  It is said that he was the first human being able to coexist with cancer cells all over the body after opening the gene lock.

  Some people have also guessed that the emergence of extraordinary people in this world is also because Ren Xiaosu's will is too strong and has an impact on the entire world.

  Before Ren Xiaosu awakened, there were not so many awakened people in this world. It was after he awakened that the awakened people gradually appeared.

   Qingchen only stabilized his injury at the time after injecting that drop of god's blood.

  He thought it was over.

  But at this moment, as Qing Chen's will reaches a certain critical point, that drop of diluted blood of the gods reappeared, nourishing his body with the mighty power of the gods.

  God’s blood cannot be absorbed by anyone who wants to absorb it. Only qualified people can absorb it.

  Although Qing Chen absorbed only one-tenth.

  Qingchen thought silently, because of the relationship between the Federation Consortium and Ren Xiaosu, the only families that can receive the blood of the gods are the Li family and the Qing family, because they have fought side by side with the gods.

  So, those who saved themselves and threw themselves to God's Generation must come from these two families.

  It’s just that these are not important.

  Qingchen feels the cold wind and the complexity in his heart, and feels the body that is about to die but bursts with strength.

  The world is plunged into darkness.

  But you have to understand, my friend, we can’t face the darkness with gentleness, we have to use fire.

  Return.

  (End of this chapter)