Chapter 50 Brother, finish smoking half a cigarette before leaving
"Am I going to die?" The blood foam on Lao Cai's neck was pouring more and more.
Yu Shuai, who was no longer controlled by Meng, struggled to crawl towards Lao Cai, and most of the blood on his body had been pulled away. When the white light dissipated, the blood ball fell to the ground, making a pool of life.
Zhao Yanxin stood up with a swaying figure. Although his heart was pierced, his heart was opened, but he was unable to die for a while.
"Am I going to die? I'm so scared, cough, cough. I'm so scared." Blood wet the chest, and blood foam was still flowing out of the cracks of my fingers. Lao Cai looked at the blood in her chest, instinctively fearful, and instinctively said.
Yu Shuai climbed in front of Lao Cai, took out half of the cigarette from his pocket with his trembling hands. This half of the cigarette was the half that Sun Hao had not finished smoking before the battle. When Sun Hao turned it out and turned around and approached the telescope to observe, Yu Shuai was put away.
Turn on the fire and light half of the cigarette.
He nodded at Lao Cai and stuffed half of the cigarette in his hand into Lao Cai's mouth: "Brother, come, take a sip. It's okay, the battle is about to end, and we can return to the reincarnation space soon. Wherever we are, no matter how serious the injury is, it will be cured. It will be fine, brother, come."
The cigarette butt was stuffed into the dry lips due to blood loss.
"Will it be fine?" Lao Cai felt very cold, with too much pain, and became numb. At this time, he just felt cold.
Zhao Yanxin had also arrived at Yu Shuai and Lao Cai, holding the swaying steel sword in his hand.
The beach is soft on the ground, and I stretched out my hand to put it on the shoulder of the old vegetable: "Brother, after smoking this cigarette"
Lao Cai trembled his lips, holding half of the cigarette butt. He took a deep breath.
The hands on the shoulders are very moist and warm. The warmth can always penetrate into the heart.
The light green smoke radiated from the hands that were covering their necks with the blood foam.
From a distance, Sun Hao, who was constantly approaching forward, had already become as huge as two or three people.
I thought about how to smoke with Yu Shuai just now. I thought about what I said to Sun Hao, and I had to inhale the smoke into my lungs to be able to be refreshed.
But the trachea was bitten by the wolf wind and it was impossible to inhale the smoke into your lungs again.
Lao Cai, who had half a piece of cigarette in her mouth, slowly tilted her head to the side, and her hands loosened from her covered neck.
The faint smoke still lingers around the neck.
Half of the cigarette butt was hung by the dry lips on his lips, but there was no fear of death on his face.
Calm and tilt.
Yu Shuai looked at Lao Cai's death, weak, and deeply powerless. A breath of sadness and anger was uncontrollable. He opened his mouth and felt pain in his heart: "Ah~"
Yu Shuai shouted halfway, but was covered by Zhao Yanxin. He turned his head to look at Sun Hao who was not far away, with his back facing them, and watched Sun Hao and the battle that was about to move towards the final battle.
He shook his head at Yu Shuai and signaled that Yu Shuai would not disturb Sun Hao. He originally held the hand that pierced the heart's sword and loosened it. The tip of the sword sank because of the weight of the sword itself, and the tip of the sword sank upwards the heart.
People often say that the most painful thing is the flesh in my heart, but Zhao Yanxin just frowned. His hands were covered in blood, but he did not support the steel sword.
He reached to Lao Cai's lips and took the half of the cigarette butt from the cracked lip skin and put it in his mouth. Like Sun Hao, Zhao Yanxin was also a novice who never smoked. At this time, he was holding half of the cigarette butt soaked in blood.
I followed Lao Cai and took a deep breath, and Mars burned the fishy smoke body, and the smoke penetrated into the chest and lungs.
"Brother, let's finish this cigarette quietly and leave, okay?"
Yu Shuai was overwhelmed by grief and anger. Only then did he notice that the sword that was stabbing into the heart in Zhao Yanxin's chest, no, Lao Cai has gone, could it be...
Zhao Yanxin smiled at Yu Shuai. He reached out and took out a bloody notebook from his arms and placed it in front of him.
"In this cruel world of reincarnation, life and death are impermanent. Before death, I am satisfied that I can be with my good brothers and smoke a cigarette together."
But the half of the cigarette was not finished. It was caught in Zhao Yanxin's hand and was soaked by the blood ticking from his hand.
Yu Shuai lay on the ground, sobbing and saying that a good man would not cry easily if he had tears.
It is also said that tears don’t come easily, but they are not sad.
Sun Hao walked forward, his feet stepped down like a hammer, and the ground was shaking like a drum.
After the body and the demon king behind him were completely merged, the huge body had an oppressive momentum. The cloth tied to the iron rod in his hand was broken by the bigger hand, and the iron rod had long disappeared.
Sun Hao's feet were like a drum beat, and he moved forward and accelerated amid the sound of war drums, and his huge body blew up.
Mengxue was covered in tears, and the red and white hair that had been tied up on her body was stretched out.
Under the dream, Zhang Jun's body began to creak and creak. An arm, in the blood of the dream, flesh and blood bloomed.
The bones of the entire arm were reorganized in the blink of an eye and turned into a big sniper. The sniper rifle was connected to the body, and the whole person was a gun stand, and the big sniper was raised high at Sun Hao.
The other hand took out a slap bullet from his chest, placed it to his mouth and kissed it, and placed it on his shoulder to stain the blood of the dream.
"Come on, I only have one bullet in this gun. Come and taste my last bullet!"
The wolf wind was under the dream body, carrying the blood of the dream.
Feeling the despair of the dream, the heart will be completely despaired.
Once upon a time, Lang Feng once thought about whether that gentle girl was really using herself, whether as others said, she would not really fall in love with herself.
It's just because it needs to be used.
Lang Feng tortured himself in his heart. After that moment, Lang Feng was calm and even used it, even if it was just a toy in dreams.
The wolf wind sank into the illusion of dreams. No longer want to pursue the truth in depth, no longer care whether the dream is true or false. It just follows the most primitive intuition in my heart.
At least, Langfeng himself has true love. In such an environment, it is enough to be able to truly love. No matter how the dream thinks or does it, just continue to love, and continue to walk like this in the gentle world given by the dream until you can't move.
With his hands, he dipped a drop of dream blood and applied it to the place where his heart was. Then, facing Sun Hao, who was more than twice as tall as he was, rushed over.
The broken limbs have no regrets, silently calling Meng's name in their hearts, and using the last strength to make the final contribution for Meng.
Sun Hao appeared in the Demon King. When he took action, Mingyue did not dare to look at him and quietly hid behind the clouds.
Fist out;
Body breaks.
It hit the body of Lang Feng, and his fist hit him from his chest and from his back.
Lang Feng hugged Sun Hao's fist, twisted his body, and withstood huge force in this punch.
Lang Feng, who only left half of his face, hugged Sun Hao's punch tightly.
(Suddenly I feel uncomfortable, because when the characters in my writing are given flesh and blood, those people have their own thoughts and their own way of behavior. Follow those people and look at those people. From birth to death, my heart is tired and extremely tired. By the way, I actually brought myself into the wolf wind, alas. I want to give them a good result.
I encountered something during the day today, but no matter how hard or tired I don’t dare to affect the update. There is still a chapter before twelve o’clock.)
Chapter completed!