The world's favorite, the delicate daughter blows up the Beijing circle

"Yes! Captain!"

Wen Hua stood aside, watching Peng Ziyang scolding others.

She usually comes to the base during the winter and summer vacations, but now she rarely shows up in the base.

But there is one thing to say, in the past few years, she brought out almost all the people, gave them rigorous training, and then started the assessment.

She has a clear mind, and she knows exactly what these people are thinking.

On the surface, although he said that he respected her and feared her, in fact he still dismissed her.

"Let's go!" Wen Hua didn't care what they were thinking, only by strength and absolute strength could they have the right to speak.

"Pay attention to yourselves and avoid touching those poppy seedlings."

Although these things have not grown up yet, it is inevitable that there are some elements of addiction in it.

……

Compared with the one behind the base, this mountain is relatively short.

It took a group of people more than half an hour to reach the top of the mountain, and it took nearly 40 minutes.

As the saying goes, "The uphill is hard, and the downhill is even harder."

When going downhill, you need to stabilize your center of gravity. Fortunately, these people have a solid foundation and a stable center of gravity, so they won't stumble on this hill.

For that day's vacation, the team members worked hard and vowed to be the number one.

Wen Hua walked slowly. Although she was ahead at first, she was overtaken one by one in the end.

She has been following the team unhurriedly, and the vice-captain who was still afraid of Wen Hua at first was relieved.

It's a pity in my heart that Wen Hua's glorious moment really stayed in those years. Otherwise, with Wen Hua's strength, how could it be possible to just chase after them?
While he was still sighing in his heart, there was a team member in front of him who swayed without warning, and finally straightened his body forward.

Everyone didn't react, but Peng Ziyang was nearby, and he stretched out his hand to support him.

"Why are you so vain?"

Seeing the team member's face, Peng Ziyang frowned and muttered to himself.

Then he touched the man's body temperature and was taken aback. This man is now like an ice cube. Although it is only 7 o'clock in the morning, he also knows the physical fitness of his team members. .

Even if he climbed a mountain, he wouldn't be able to make such a ghostly appearance!
The speed of the team stopped, and then a few more fell down.

Seeing that something was wrong with this situation, Wen Hua frowned slightly, her nostrils fluttered slightly, and she faintly smelled something.

Walking along the scent, Wen Hua pushed aside the poppy seedlings on the side, and not far away, a few short mandalas grew and swayed impressively in the wind.

She covered her nose with her hand, the scent of mandala wouldn't really have much effect on her, but just in case, block it if you can.

The light yellow flowers are particularly pitiful to look at, but this flower is like the poppy seedlings all over the mountain, beautiful but poisonous.

"So it's these mandalas!"

Peng Ziyang was worried about Wen Hua, so he also followed. After seeing these mandalas, he was a little angry, and it hurt people a lot!
He waved the dagger in his hand, trying to cut these things off.

"do not!"

Wen Hua stopped him in time.

Peng Ziyang didn't understand what Wen Hua meant, but the dagger was still in the air, so he took it back.

"What's the matter, Miss Hua?"

"How do you think there is a mandala in this poppy place?"

She didn't look at Peng Ziyang, but looked at the mandala plant thinking about something.

"what?"

What could be wrong with this?
Peng Ziyang scratched his head in confusion, isn't it just a few plants of poisonous grass?What's the problem?
He felt that Wen Hua might have made a little fuss over a molehill.

"Hua..." Sis!

Peng Ziyang just wanted to ask Wen Wei to ask, but unexpectedly she turned left, not knowing what to do.

He looked at Wen Hua again, and at these mandalas, and finally looked back and forth a few times. He swung the dagger in his hand and resigned himself to chasing after him.

"Sister Hua!"

Wen Hua was standing not far away. He was still a little excited, but he didn't get excited for long. Unexpectedly, Wen Hua acted as if he hadn't heard it, and then turned left.

"..."

When I was about to follow up, I saw a few datura plants where Wen Hua was standing at first.

Ignoring these, he started chasing Wen Hua again.

It was just that she gradually realized that something was wrong. Wen Hua never said a word to him.

Although Wen Hua didn't talk much, he didn't run into a wall every time, and would still respond to him in many cases.

"Peng Ziyang!"

"Peng Ziyang!"

Suddenly he felt a pain in his cheek, and it was as if he had hallucinations in his ears, and he always heard someone calling him.

So everything he experienced just now... was an illusion?
Thinking of this, he felt his head hurting, and finally woke up after wandering around.

After waking up, he found himself lying on the ground, and Wen Hua was standing beside him and looking at him.

Condescending, the clothes she was wearing were very light, not as elegant as the ones she used to wear, just a simple set of long clothes and trousers, which made people look very comfortable.

"Sister Hua..." he shouted, "Hiss!"

He took a breath, only to realize that when he had hallucinations before, he felt pain on his face. Now that he woke up, he felt more sensitive to pain.

There was a burning pain on my face, but I didn't take it seriously at first, I just thought it was the sequelae of hallucinations, and thought it would dissipate soon.

The back was so painful that I couldn't help but touch it.

The temperature on his face surprised him, especially the sweat on his hands, and the skin on his face seemed to be torn. It was like adding salt to the wound, which made it even more painful.

"Damn, my face," he wanted to touch but didn't dare to touch it, he could only mutter to himself, "Which bastard dares to hit my handsome and handsome face?"

"Oh, oh, I'm going to be disfigured!"

He just wailed for a while, and there was no sound coming from around him, so he realized it later... Who hit him in the face...

Isn't there only Wen Hua here besides him?
"I did, what do you want?"

Seeing that he wasn't howling anymore, Wen Hua glanced at him, said lightly, rubbed her wrist, and inadvertently revealed her flushed palm.

"..."

Peng Ziyang shut up, just fight, fight well, fight well!
"How can Sister Hua do it by herself? Does it hurt?"

Seeing Wen Hua's palm, he wanted to get closer but dared not.

"Rough-skinned and thick-skinned, how could it be so easy to fall for the aroma of this mandala?"

"..."

Peng Ziyang knew he was wrong, so he looked around.

Seeing his current situation clearly, he was a little terrified.

"Hua... Sister Hua..." He was a little awkward in speaking, "Where are we?"