Chapter 720
It was so neat that Xia Jinyuan felt a little sympathetic to Mu Chenyuan.
He whispered to Ye Jian: "Now I have some sympathy for Dui Mu, tsk, look at him, he is definitely the biggest piece of the husband-wife stone."
"What do you mean?" Ye Jian was puzzled.
After getting along for many years, sometimes she still can't keep up with Team Xia's rhythm.
"Too much lovesickness, it's overstretched." Xia Jinyuan finished talking seriously, and Ye Jian secretly stomped on her toe.
It doesn't hurt, the toe of the boots is hard, and I don't feel anything when I stomp my feet.
But the appearance still needs to be done.
Pretending to be in pain, Xia Jinyuan immediately sold out, "It hurts, I'm afraid my toes are going to bleed."
"How about trying to really bleed?" Ye Jian squinted at him, how old is Captain Xia, and he likes to pretend.
Xia Jinyuan was not afraid of real blood, with thin lips and curved, handsome face, he leaned low to Ye Jian's ear, making a bad-smelling ruffian, "Are you willing to let me shed real blood?"
Well, I can't bear it.
However, she is still willing to let him shed some real blood herself.
Just start lightly.
Anyway, Team Xia's skin is rough and fleshy, so it won't take a few days for him to recover from a minor injury.
"I'm willing to do it myself." Ye Jian pursed her lips and smiled, in the cool moonlight, a shallow smile spread from the corners of her mouth to the corners of her eyes, adding a bit of gentleness that made Xia Jinyuan's heart soften.
As he watched, his eyes gradually softened.
After watching his girlfriend leave, Mu Chenyuan turned his head and saw a pair of Biren not far away, exuding a loving aura from their bodies.
Compared to the envy of everyone in Xueyu Brigade who were gnashing their teeth, Mu Chenyuan was much calmer.
It doesn't matter, as long as An Xia joins the wolf-breaking brigade, he will be like this one day.
Mu Chenyuan is a man who can stand Ji Mo, and he doesn't feel that he needs to be sympathized at the moment. He likes An Xia, including An Xia's chicness and agility.
The two teams assembled, and soon disappeared from the vast Gobi Desert.
Comes like a ghost, and goes like a ghost.
An Xia has already returned to the team, and the sky in the east has turned pale. The chaotic night is finally over, and the 77 fighters have won a new day.
Still tense, exciting, and surprises along the way.
For the next three consecutive days, Ye Youyin was crushed by An Xia until she was powerless. Fu Siling and the instructors watched on coldly and did not intervene.
Because An Xia didn't commit any fouls.
Ye Youyin knew it well in her heart. She swallowed blood after being crushed again and again, raised her head from the sand, glared at An Xia who pushed her into the sand again, and said in a low voice: "An Xia, bully me, you Very happy, right?"
An Xia curled her lips, "Is this bullying? This is an assessment."
Of course I'm happy, but I don't want to tell you.
Fu Siling's assessment subjects were quite perverted, even tougher than the assessment videos An Xia had seen before.
He arranged for daily combat at noon. The assessed fighters took off their desert training uniforms and wore sand-colored fitness suits, stepping on the sand that burned their feet, fighting again and again.
On the fourth day of entering the Gobi Desert, the fighters experienced the limit assessment again and again. Every day at sunset, everyone seemed to have escaped from death, and they were lucky to live another day.
If the soldiers narrowly escaped from the tenth level of hell, then Ye Youyin narrowly escaped from the eighteenth level of hell every day.
After two days, the whole person has been tortured by An Xia to the point that whenever he sees An Xia, his heartstrings suddenly tense, followed by a physiological reflexive fear.
An Xia said that it is right to be afraid.