Blood Race Little Milk Bag: I became a group pet by punching in

"What are they talking about?"

Xiaotuanzi listened to the complicated conversation between the two in a daze, but he didn't quite understand it.

The only clear cognition is that the fourth brother seems to be eavesdropping.

Bai Zhiyi pretended to have just returned, and deliberately amplified the sound of his footsteps.

The air was so quiet that only the sound of the flames sizzled.

There seemed to be something inexplicable in those red-blue eyes that were already dull.

In the silent cave, the flickering flames kept flickering.

The man in the black cloak didn't know what state of mind he had, but he suddenly said something, which made 057 and Bai Zhiyi stunned.

"His name is Yu Miao, and he went to fetch some things that were left behind."

"As for me... I don't have a name."

Bai Siheng was surprised that the person in front of him actually spoke the truth.

Even though it was only the other party's companion who was exposed, but when he thought of the other man who rescued him earlier, he felt mixed feelings for a moment.

But Bai Zhiyi's concern is that this mysterious man seems to have discovered his eavesdropping a long time ago, and exposed his disguise without any concealment.

This made him feel a little surprised, but also expected.

If they can't be found, how can they have the ability to rescue them from the people of the research institute?

Even until now, the other party has not revealed their true intentions.

There can be no good for no reason in this world, everyone should be selfish.

At least everyone Bai Zhiyi has met has their own ghosts in their hearts, how do you want him to believe that those sudden kindness is not a trap.

The seemingly weak appearance is both a disguise and a defense.

Bai Zhiyi looked at the calm man near the fire, with complex emotions in his eyes.

How could someone not have a name?is that a lie.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking at 057. It is said that the other party was born in the research institute since he was a child, and the name is only a string of digital codes.

Perhaps the look was too puzzled, the man couldn't help but chuckled, and explained without haste: "I don't need a name, and I don't have a name, even a code, a code name, etc."

"The name bears the weight of the past, and will also accompany the distant future. It is the cry that runs through the nameless life behind."

Bai Zhiyi thought he was pretty smart, but when he heard this, he suddenly didn't understand.

It's just that you can probably feel a trace of solemnity in the other party's tone.

Inexplicably, the name 'Frando Mingmu', which is close at hand but far away in the sky, appeared in my mind.

That was Bai Zhiyi's name before he left the family, but the surname Frando did not belong to him.

People in the blood family are particularly concerned about the purity of their blood. Unless they are extremely capable, they will not have a surname until they reach adulthood.

To be precise, all he has is the name Nagi, as for the surname...

For this ancient and feudal family, the weak are not worthy of the surname Frando.

Those people never called him properly, and only vulgar titles and nicknames were on their lips every time.

Unless Bai Zhiyi participated in some necessary family activities, he could only hear the long and unfamiliar name of Frando Nagi from the elders.

The so-called family events are actually regular donations of blood, supposedly dedicated to ancestors who have fallen asleep.

Of course, these are just casual remarks, and the full effect is unknown.

At least I have seen those people secretly transporting the blood to other places more than once.

From the moment Bai Zhiyi left, he was abandoned by the family.

The ridiculous thing is that I never left my name in the first place, so how can I talk about removing my name.

That strange and heavy name represented the past that he was heavy and unwilling to mention.

Perhaps it is a blessing not to have a name.

Come quietly, go quietly, without leaving a trace of existence.

It should be a good thing to have no worries, but somehow it makes people feel extremely sad.

"Then... what should we call you?"

The person who asked this question was 057. There was an incomprehensible hotness and sadness in his eyes, and he didn't know what he thought of.

Maybe I remembered Lingjiu.

That guy told Bai Siheng that he should have a name and pursue the so-called freedom.

Stop being trapped in that small world like a bird in a cage.

How can you not even have a name?
Even though he wanted to find out in his heart, he chose to remain silent under the eyes of the man Furui Wubo.

What kind of eyes are those?

The deep and vast night sky is hidden in the eyes, unencumbered and deserted.

He is his own master.

Perhaps the name will be a shackle for a man, tightly locking his life.

"Have a good night's sleep and rest after watching the fireworks. Be careful that there will be another blind man."

There was no emotion in that male voice with a touch of playfulness, even the melodious and deep voice seemed extremely indifferent and alienated.

"Your companion..."

Bai Siheng seemed to be planning to continue asking, but felt that someone had pulled the hem of his clothes. He glanced at Bai Zhiyi beside him, and immediately fell silent.

They didn't think they would get an answer.

The next moment, the man who was leaning against the wall and seemed to be asleep, squinted his eyes and suddenly said: "If you can live, live, if you can't live, die, don't worry about him."

With that indifferent tone, it seems that the two just casually partnered up once, and then resumed their strange relationship after the end.

The cave fell into a long dead silence for an instant.

The deep night lightly pushed the moonlight streamer in.

Obviously there was no sound, but the man suddenly opened his eyes.

A trace of scarlet flashed in those ruby-colored eyes, as if they had discovered something interesting.

057 and Bai Zhiyi were still lying on the ground motionless, completely unaware that someone had entered the cave.

"Come and help when you wake up."

The man suddenly said something to the air, but no one responded after waiting for a few seconds.

He suddenly reached out and poked a little Douding who was pretending to be asleep.

Poor Bai Siheng could only be forced to open his eyes, still wondering how he was discovered.

The air was rippling with circles of invisible ripples, and a gust of wind blew past his eyes at extreme speed.

There is a transparent liquid container on the ground.

Among them soaked a pair of familiar red-blue eyes.

"you……"

Bai Siheng faltered and fumbled for a long time and only uttered one word, his expression was a bit complicated, his eyes were bright and he wanted to ask the other party why he suddenly helped them.

This kind of inexplicable kindness will always make people feel wary.

Just like when I helped Bai Zhiyi back then.

He has never been such a kind person, he just followed the answer from the bottom of his heart.

Bai Siheng essentially has the idea that he may die at any time, so he has always been playing in the world.

Bringing Bai Zhiyi with him is like when a person is lonely, he wants to adopt some cats and dogs.

This may be the sequelae left after Lingjiu left.

He felt a little lonely.

There has never been such a pure kindness in this world.

At least for me, such a luxurious and precious thing does not exist.

So why would the man in front of him help them?
There must be some kind of terrible price to pay.