It turned out that there was a small teenager hiding under the tank, waving a torch in his hand, lighting a hidden lead under it. He then looked up at the sky and smiled.

At the next moment, the first Ziliujin cart exploded, the young man turned into dust in the air.

From that point, a huge impact burst, several dozen feet of purple flame shot up to the sky. The surrounding air boiled instantly, invisible heat waves rolled in, the cold black armor of the Black Iron Camp soldier following behind was burnt red, and the golden boxes exploded like a chain reaction.

Trapped in an infinite nightmare, Gu Yun stepped onto the void, falling in the deep darkness. His muscles suddenly tensed, his whole body twitched violently, and he then woke up in the dark night.

He sobered up very quickly, and in the instant he opened his eyes, his soul returned to its place. He remembered exactly where he was and the things he had yet to do.

But at that moment, Gu Yun was stunned. Someone had placed a cold cheek on his forehead. Not to mention Jiangbei Camp, even those from the Black Iron Camp would never dare to be this 'intimate' towards him. He then caught the scent of tranquilizer and saw a silhouette with his half-blind vision that had adapted to the dark.

Gu Yun's existing sweat had yet to dry, and a new layer of cold sweat already came out. He thought, "Why is he here?"

Chang Geng twisted the simple steam lamp on the camp bed, silently pulled out a towel from the nearby basin and wiped away the sweat on Gu Yun's forehead.

Gu Yun's whole body was soft, and there seemed to be an invisible wound buried under his chest's skin and flesh. He could feel a dull pain whenever he exerted a little bit of strength. He fumbled around for a while and found his liuli glass in a bit of panic: "I'll do it myself..."

Chang Geng bowed his head and ignored him, pushing his wrist down with just a touch.

Gu Yun nervously moistened his lips, feeling a little guilty for no reason. He thought, "Did anybody talk nonsense?"

At this time, Chang Geng had cleaned his body thoroughly, tightened his clothes, and pulled the quilt over to wrap Gu Yun snug. Only then did he finally raise his head and make eye contact with him.

Gu Yun seized the moment and smiled at him.

Chang Geng looked at him expressionlessly.

Gu Yun weakly pulled out a hand, grabbed the back of Chang Geng's neck, gently kneaded it two times and caressed his chin with his fingertips: "Why the long face as soon as you see me? Your yifu's beauty and love has already faded so quickly?"

"..." Chang Geng suddenly wanted to see how well he could pretend. He asked coldly, "What happened to you?"