Chapter 2943: Two little guesses

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In the Legion and the Nine Nights, whether it is a recruit or a veteran, it is clear that although the captain of the captain is not very old, but the army is extremely strict, the most evasive is the various acts of smuggling in the legion.
The teenager in front of me, the whole body, and the army are incompatible.
Let "he" be a soldier, just let him die.
The teenager blushed red and scratched his head.
"I asked someone about your name. I didn't pass the physical assessment, but I passed the paperwork assessment. They said that I am different from you. My mind is flexible enough."
The face of the nine-night night is darker, stinky boy, then the corner is ridiculous that his brain is not flexible enough?
On the night of the night, I snorted and went straight ahead.
I know that he took a step, and the boy behind him took a step.
He took a big step, and the young man behind him ran a small step. After a few hundred feet, he was provoked for nine nights.
He squatted on the boy's neck and stared at the masters of the beautiful, over-fired scorpions.
"What do you want to do with your kid? What are you doing with me?"
"I don't call ‘boy,' I am called Night Ling, I didn't follow you, I just want to go back to my own camp.

Said, juvenile night Ling pointed to a camp not far away.
At the corner of the mouth of the nine nights, I pumped it.
It was such a waste that could not be lifted by the shoulders and was actually assigned to his men.
He was already the captain at the time and shared a camp with the clerk.
His clerk, his wife at the family, went to the country to take time off.
This kid is actually replacing the clerk.
The lightness of his hand is not like a man, watching this head only to his shoulders, the weight is not comparable to a bag of rice juvenile night Ling, nine nights only feel that there is a blood in the soles of the feet.
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"What do I say, what do you remember, if there is a mistake, immediately roll out of the military camp."
After talking about the nine nights, the mouth quickly talked about the military situation detected by the day patrol.
The young man hurriedly grabbed a pen and wrote it.
He said that he was very fast, and when he finished speaking, the young night Ling just fell.
After a few nights of glances, the boy’s handwriting was surprisingly beautiful, and the words were not bad. He picked up the brow and took the paper back.
He looked like a blade and looked up and down at night.
"Too thin, too weak, too short, except for words and memory, you can only be a clerk."
When the youngsters heard the night, they were not angry. Instead, they suddenly smashed up. "He" grabbed the nine-night sleeves without any evasiveness. The puppy-like appearance appeared again.
"Nine-night captain, you promised to let me stay? You can rest assured that I will grow stronger and stronger, I will never drag your hind legs."
The mouth of the nine nights was pumping and pumping, licking the pair of "paws."
"To live in my camp, I must keep my rules."
After nine nights, he smacked his face and grabbed the hand of "he". He wiped the hand of "he" with a damp cloth.
The young man blushes, his hands are finally washed and clean.
Seeing the fine wounds on the top, I smashed a bottle of golden medicine in the hands of "he" for nine nights, and a good hand eventually turned into a scorpion.
Juvenile Night Ling looked at the hand of "Tragic", his eyes squinting, and whispered to the nine nights.
"It’s so good that you are bandaging, and it’s a little bit worse than my mother.

I was too lazy to pay attention to him and turned over the bed.
As for the bed of the young night, because it is a recruit, he can only play the ground.
The conditions in the military camp are limited, and the recruits under two years are not even more than one bed.
"Oh, thank you."
At the moment before the lights went out, the juvenile night huddled in the corner of the other side of the camp, like a nightmare, whispered.
On the night of the night, I snorted and turned over, ignoring "he."
"Thank you, save the gods, I heard that the recruitment order is for you to let the generals in the camp."
I didn't turn back, and I could feel the burning vision of the boy behind me.
He said nothing, and with a palm of his hand, the camp was dark.
He didn't look back, so he didn't see the eyes of the young night, and he lit up in the dark night.
In the middle of the night, he slept a little bit uncomfortable, and he got up.
In the corner of the camp, you can shrink into a group of figures, let him see how it is unsightly.
He thought about it and walked to the corner, and he took up the juvenile night.
Just picked up the boy, he couldn't help but frown at the nine nights. The boy in his arms was really light, as if he had no weight.
Starting tomorrow, I have to practice this kid, and force this kid to eat a lot of meat every day, and run a few more laps to see if he still laughs.
I didn't have a good air for nine nights. When I was thinking about the appearance of "he" crying, the boy snorted at night.
"Do you remember me?"
"Remember who?"
After nine nights, the body was stiff and subconsciously replied. Because of the fluster, he almost did not throw away the people in his arms.
Why did he have the feeling of being a guilty conscience? He obviously kindly gave the bed to "he".
I didn't respond for a long time. I looked down at nine nights and found that someone was sleeping.
In the night, the juvenile's eyelashes trembled slightly, like a pair of flying butterfly wings.
That nightmare, like a sigh, is just a flash in the pan.
The night was as cold as water, but I felt a little bit hot in my heart.
He stared at the man in his arms, his heart soft, as he was when he was a child, he took the weak dog from his mother's arms.
He carefully wiped the injured paws for it and fed it with milk. When he was a child, the gentle squatting nine nights, the moment he died after the Father and the mother, had already been strangled by him.
He forced himself to become strong, like a hedgehog, defending everyone around him.
I don't know why, when I saw the young night, the soft, nine-night night was just around the corner, and I was born again.
He didn't know why he would help the night linger and help the refugees. It was his soft heart, and he comforted himself for nine nights.
The next moment, I felt a hot body for nine nights.
In the night of the dream, the arm wrapped around his shoulder, and the whole person was like a koala, hanging on him.
"He" fluffy hair, the nose of the cleverness wrinkled again, and the lips twitched slightly. Because of the deep sleep, the face was red and the two hot air between the nose screamed at his neck.
The abdomen was tense at once, and it was awkward for nine nights, like a hot potato. He wanted to throw away the night.
But he tried a few times, and night Ling was like a stubborn child who found a fun toy, and he refused to let go.