I was sweating. I was on a business trip today and just got off the train. I almost didn't catch up with the update.

Two days later, with Zhong Yun's insistence, who had replied to 10% of the yuan, he finally returned to his dormitory as he wished. With the help of Micah Ray, he completely recovered in one day.

Yang Siqing gave him a ten-day vacation. Zhong Yun was not idle and had been practicing hard in "simulation training" and wandering around the gates of hell. At this time, he was more eager for powerful power, more powerful than anyone else.

Ten days later, the holiday ended, Zhong Yun also returned to the main force and trained with them. Due to the outstanding performance of Zhong Yun and Fei Liming, the two were arranged to the strongest group.

Zhong Yun was really puzzled. Could it be that he and the Fei family were really enemies in their previous lives? No matter how could they not get rid of this guy who was inseparable from his unfamiliar soul?

The training at the base is very hard and can be called hell, but there is no big problem with Zhong Yun. His body is much higher than that of ordinary people under the transformation of the Yuan Dynasty.

His performance also surprised the instructors. He immediately adapted to such high-intensity physical training. After Zhong Yun was injured, they had checked his body, without any strong muscles, no calluses on his hands, and there were no traces of physical training at all.

What's even more exaggerated is that no matter how harsh the exercise was that day, even if he was so tired that he was exhausted, he would still be alive when he woke up the next day. His recovery ability was so powerful that it was jaw-dropping.

In the blink of an eye, two months passed.

It was originally quite white and pretty, Zhong Yun was completely tanned, and his well-proportioned body also raised pieces of bulging muscles. His whole body looked very different from before. It is said that the army is a melting pot, and this is true.

In the infirmary, Zhong Yun pillowed his hands behind his head, laying on a white hospital bed, whistling leisurely. A white cotton cloth wrapped around his chest, and blood was oozing out.

Opposite him, Fei Liming was lying down, his shirt had been taken off, and a female nurse was blushing and disinfecting the wound on his back.

For two months, Zhong Yun and Fei Liming have been frequent visitors here. They have been specially favored by instructors during training, and injuries are commonplace.

"It's you again!" Doctor Shui, who walked in from outside the door, couldn't help but feel a little angry when he saw them, "They are too much. They beat you all over the body in just a few days. You are just children, and they actually have to put such heavy hands."

"Sister Yue, it's not up to the instructors. They did this for our own good." Fei Liming, who was lying on the bed, defended his instructor.

For two months, Fei Liming has been quite familiar with Dr. Shui and has also learned her name. Shui Lianyue was not as shy as he was at the beginning. Sister Yue shouted quite smoothly.

"Tsk, what do you know?" Zhong Yun curled his lips, "A real man is a slap. What is this injury."

Shui Lianyue walked towards Zhong Yun and smiled, "I'm for your own good, don't be ignorant of good people." He pulled open the gauze on his wound and looked at it, well, the injury was not serious.

The five fingers were gently opened, and a cloud of misty blue air was generated in the palm of the palm. When pressed on the wound, the wound began to move at a speed visible to the naked eye. In about a minute, the wound completely healed. Only the red blood stains on the skin were left, proving that the wound had existed.

Seeing that the wound healed, Shui Lianyue turned around to Fei Liming and checked the injuries on his back. Well, there were only scratches, which were not serious. He said to the nurse on the side, "Put him some special medicine, it's fine."

"By the way, didn't you celebrate your birthday a few days ago?" Zhong Yun stopped Shui Lianyue, "Although it's a little late, I'll give you a gift." He said that and took it out in his pocket.

"What, Sister Yue, your birthday? Why don't I know?" Fei Liming was shocked.

"How do you know my birthday?" Shui Lianyue looked at Zhong Yun strangely, "I didn't tell anyone. I have always lived alone."

Fei Liming said excitedly, "Why didn't you say it earlier? Let's celebrate your birthday together."

"I don't like the excitement." Shui Lianyue said lightly.

"Finished." Zhong Yun searched in his pocket for a while, and finally found a wrinkled piece of paper and threw it into the water forever.

"What is this?" Shui Lianyue took it to her hand and saw it. It was a piece of white paper folded into a small square, because it was a little wrinkled at the corner of her pocket.

She unfolded the paper and was stunned immediately. The clear eyes suddenly magnified. Fei Liming, who was next to her, paid attention to her. Seeing her expression, she was curious. She looked up and looked at her and couldn't help but exclaim, "Ah, this is..."

I saw a bust drawn with simple black lines on the white paper covered with creases. At a glance, I could only see the shadow of a vague woman, like a layer of fog.

But after looking for a while, you can clearly see that the woman is painted on it. Every line outlines the woman's temperament in a natural way. It was a beautiful woman like water. Fei Liming only glanced at it and knew that the woman was Shui Lianyue. Her temperament was so outstanding, unlike all the women he had seen. She was the fresh lotus that came out of water, so pure that she did not carry a trace of dust.

Fei Liming was deeply attracted by the painting, and he couldn't take his eyes off as soon as he looked. As he looked, he suddenly felt that the person in the painting had come alive and smiled slightly at him. The smile was like a lotus blooming, making him snatch it away.

"Is this what you painted?" The painting attracted Shu Lianyue like a magnet, making her unable to look away.

"Just doodle." Zhong Yun touched the handmade auxiliary device on his hand, "I rarely give gifts to women, this is to repay your life-saving grace. If you don't like it, just throw it away whatever you want."

"Drawing casually?" Fei Liming gasped. This was the lost Jialan sketching technique. His painting teacher once mentioned to him that Jialan had a very magical sketching technique that could make the painting "live". He didn't know what he called "live" before, but now he saw it with his own eyes.

Zhong Yun didn't know the shock in Fei Liming. He just felt a whim and wanted to thank Shui Lianyue for saving his life. He wanted to give her a special gift. Because he was at the base and the conditions were limited, he finally thought of such an interesting painting.

With his level, he definitely can't draw it, but with the help of manual auxiliary devices, he can barely draw it like a look. But it's just a fool. No matter how powerful the manual auxiliary device is, it is just a tool used to make artworks with its shape, and it is impossible to describe its charm at all.

Taking a long breath, Shui Lianyue carefully put away the painting, "Thank you for your gift, I like it very much."

At this time, the alarm for emergency gathering in the base sounded, and Zhong Yun and Fei Liming, who were lying on the bed, jumped up like two agile rabbits and headed straight for the playground.

Within two minutes, except for the medical staff, all the people who did not go out to train were gathered in the training ground. Ten minutes later, the people who were training outside also returned.

Yang Siqing walked to the stage with a serious expression, without any nonsense, and announced a shocking news.
Chapter completed!