The Era of Game

85 Zhong Buwen

Along the way, the ice mist wrapped around Wan Jingtian's body became thinner and thinner. Once the cloud of ice mist was completely roasted by the inferno, then Wan Jingtian would instantly turn into ashes.

    So the fire bird flies very fast, it is robbing time for Wan Jingtian's life, and for Yui's last request!

    The sound of hunting in the ears can no longer distinguish whether it is the sound of wind or fire. Wan Jingtian looked back at this blazing world for the last time-this world is not beautiful, but it is the place where a beautiful woman like Yui has lived for 900 years, although Yui has never walked out of it in the past 900 years. Past the flint house.

    If possible, Wan Jingtian would meet the adult whom Yui said, and ask him personally, what is all this for?

    The Firebird passed through the gate of the Hell, and sent Wan Jingtian to the cliff several hundred meters above the magma, and then returned to the Hell before the gate was closed.

    The last bit of ice mist around Wan Jingtian's body was finally exhausted, and the familiar scorching sensation invaded from all directions.

    Now Wan Jingtian is standing here again, the difference is that he has a long sword with a green sheath in his hand; the difference is that there is a heavy story in his heart.

    The deceased is like a husband, not giving up day and night.

    And Song Xiaochuan! That is also in this place, Song Xiaochuan who fainted because he exhausted his energy!

    Wan Jingtian didn't have much time to sigh, he turned around cruelly and ran out of the cave.

    Outside the cave, Gouzi and others are still waiting. Some people are already asleep, but Gouzi has been watching over the fire. The fire broke the deep night and set off Song Xiaochuan's serious and worried expression. He always looked into the cave and waited nervously for Wan Jingtian. The figure appeared.

    When he really saw Wan Jingtian coming out of the darkness, he hurriedly greeted him and asked with concern: "Big brother, are you okay?"

    "Go to the jungle." Wan Jingtian said so. His face was pale and his voice was weak.

    Seeing that the situation was not right, Gouzi hurried forward to help him. He accidentally touched Wan Jingtian's back, but he caused Wan Jingtian to moan in pain. He hurriedly went to see it, only to find a bruise in the back, blood raging, and there seemed to be internal injuries.

    "Go to the jungle." Wan Jingtian said again, before fainting in Xunzi's arms.

    ...

    When Wan Jingtian opened his eyes again, he rode high. He was lying on the bed in his room in the cottage, the bed tent fell, and Qianqian was sleeping on the table in the hall outside.

    Wan Jingtian sat up, but his back hurt so much that he shouted.

    Qianqian covered her mouth and nose with her hand and asked, "Are you awake, are you feeling okay? Brother Gouzi has given you medicine, but the smell of medicine is really disgusting!"

    But no, his body is full of pungent stench, such a smell must be Gao Baoshan's secret medicine for trauma. It's just that this secret medicine has a significant effect on open trauma. In Wan Jingtian, most of the blood vessels under the skin are broken or the bones are dislocated. So this time, the muscle replacement ointment is completely ineffective, but it has little effect on the recovery of Wan Jingtian's injury. .

    But at this time, Wan Jingtian was not most concerned about his injury. He asked eagerly: "Why am I here? How is Song Xiaochuan?"

    Qianqian pinched his nose and said: "When the morning was about to dawn, Brother Xunzi brought you here, and he took out the stinky medicine on your body, and said that he had used it before, so he smeared it on you. As for Song Xiaochuan, it seems In the cave at Houfeng--hey, isn't that your order?" Qianqian asked strangely.

    He came back here just before dawn, so he has never been to a dense forest?

    Damn, this Xunzi is really a delay! As a result, Song Xiaochuan had only two days left. It takes another four or five hours to come and go in the dense forest. If you count other things, it's really hard to see if the time will be usable after all!

    Wan Jingtian hurriedly touched his side—the Qingyuan sword was still there, and he yelled at Qianqian, "Go call Xunzi!"

    Qianqian was aggrieved by Wan Jingtian's roar. She was called up to take care of Wan Jingtian before dawn, and she had to look after him in the smelly room. I don't think Wan Jingtian woke up without a word of thanks, and yelled at her like this. But she had seen Wan Jingtian's ability to throw stones. She believed that Wan Jingtian was a man of force, so she didn't dare to provoke too much.

    Qianqian didn't say a word, turned around and went out, after a while, Xunzi came.

    Gouzi cared as soon as he entered the door: "Brother, are you better?"

    Wan Jingtian was full of anger at him: "Didn't I tell you to go to the jungle? What did you bring me back to the cottage?"

    Gouzi was also aggrieved. He said: "Brother, you said that you went to the dense forest, but you can't wake up anymore. There are many large and small forests around here, and we don't know where you are going. Dense forest! I think you were injured so badly, so naturally I brought you back first."

    "You..." Wan Jingtian wanted to scold but had no reason. Gouzi was right. There was almost a mountain and a forest in this place. Gouzi and the others really didn't know the location of Chen Qingzhi, so they really couldn't blame them.

    "What time is it now?" Wan Jingtian asked.

    "We are not, we are not." Gouzi answered carefully.

    Wan Jingtian turned over and got out of bed, and said, "No, I have to go quickly!"

    "But big brother, you hurt..." Gou Zi worried.

    "I can't die!" Wan Jingtian had already rushed out the door when he said this.

    Thinking of the tight time, Wan Jingtian considered between "bringing Song Xiaochuan there" and "inviting Chen Qingzhi back." Bringing Song Xiaochuan over can save the time to come back, but now that the hot sun is shining, Song Xiaochuan can better sustain his life in the gloomy cave. After thinking about it, he decided not to bring Song Xiaochuan.

    Gouzi wanted to follow, but Wan Jingtian stopped him. He has seen Chen Zhong and Chen Yi's kung fu, and he knew that since Gao Baoshan could be killed by a spike, even if he exhausted his entire cottage force, he might not be able to shake their combination. Besides, his trip was to beg for help, not to fight. It was also for the safety of Xunzi, so Wan Jingtian decided not to bring Xunzi.

    But Wan Jingtian hadn't even been able to get out of the cottage. A man he had almost forgotten in his head suddenly came back. The man was embarrassed and looked as if he hadn't washed himself for a long time, but he But still arrogantly and calmly stood in front of Wan Jingtian, and asked with a smile, "Wan Jingtian, what are you holding?"

    On hand? Wan Jingtian lowered his head to look-Qingyuan Sword!

    Wan Jingtian deliberately relaxed his tone: "Oh, it's just a sword. Brother Zhong, I'm still in a hurry. I'll look for you when I come back."

    After speaking, he left in a hurry.

    The person who stopped him was the one who said that he had something to do near Shirong Mountain a few days ago, and he went out by himself for many days.

    Zhong Buwen took a step forward: "Hey, don't worry, let me admire your sword first-why didn't I see you carrying it last time?"