Perhaps it was because the typhoon codenamed "Yutu" finally left Binhai.
The heavy rain that had been falling all night finally subsided for a while, and the pattering raindrops fell on the cold lake, creating ripples of different sizes.
Suddenly, the reeds on the river bank suddenly swayed, and the next second, a shaky figure climbed out of it, staggered to the bank, and couldn't help coughing violently.
"Cough cough cough..."
Yu Fusheng bent down and covered his mouth, but how could his fleshless claws stop the blood from spilling out, which immediately fell to the ground along his finger bones. After a long while, he finally stood up and took a deep breath of the air mixed with rain.
The willpower that was on the verge of fainting came over again.
Today, Yu Fusheng's physical condition can no longer be described as terrible. His right arm has completely disappeared, and his legs have been fractured to varying degrees. Especially the sword wound on his neck, which is only connected by a trace of flesh. His head is ready to fall off at any time. Coming down.
It's nothing short of miraculous.
It's a miracle that you can survive after jumping off a cliff; it's even more of a miracle that you can swim here.
In fact, even Yu Fusheng was very happy in his heart.
The moment he fell into the sea, his heart seemed to have changed in a different way. The fierce waves were exceptionally docile and accepted him very gently, so that he jumped out without being smashed into a pulp.
Thanks to this, Yu Fusheng was able to drag his dying body here.
Pine Bridge River Bank!
tread……
Yu Fusheng turned his head and looked to the right, walking through the rain.
He has delivered takeaways here several times before, and the location is quite familiar. The river bank environment is good, so many people choose to come here to fish, and he is still several hundred meters away from the pine bridge.
In just a few dozen steps, Yu Fusheng fell no less than five times. His injuries were too serious, and his ability to hold on until now was all due to his obsession and will. The pain had already paralyzed his nerves, and he fell and got up again and again mechanically.
Perhaps because he was about to see Yu You, his exhausted body seemed to be rekindled with fire. Looking at the river bank at the end of his sight, his pace became more and more steady and faster.
The distance quickly closed.
Yu Fusheng tried his best to keep his one eye open, but saw no one on the wooden bridge through the swaying wind and rain. He suddenly panicked in his heart. Looking around, a flash of fire came into his sight.
There is a small wooden house not far away, which should be a place where fishermen usually rest and put their tools.
With no time to think about it, Yu Fusheng came to the cabin in a weird jumping way and pressed his hand on the door. Just when he was about to push it open, he suddenly heard a strange male voice coming from inside: "Do you feel better?" ?"
In an instant, all kinds of complicated thoughts popped out of my mind.
"They lied to me!"
"Yu You is not here..."
In an instant, a familiar voice sounded: "It's okay, thank you Captain Lin."
'It's Yu You! '
Yu Fusheng violently pushed open the wooden door.
Wind and rain poured in.
The bonfire was swaying endlessly. Sitting on the wooden bench was Yu You, wet all over and with a ruddy complexion. The man next to him turned out to be Lin Feng. He instantly turned his head to look at the door. When he saw Yu Xiusheng, he quickly raised his pistol. Aim at the past.
"Xiaoyou."
Joy, excitement...all kinds of unspeakable emotions came out of my mouth.
Before he finished speaking, Lin Feng pulled the trigger.
The fire suddenly appeared in the dark muzzle of the gun.
"Yes, it's my brother."
At the critical moment, Yu You quickly reached out and pushed Lin Feng's arm away. The bullet barely missed Yu Fusheng's body and hit the wooden door, splashing some sawdust.
"Yu, Yu is alive?!"
Hearing these words, Lin Feng, who was holding a gun, was completely stunned and looked at the monster in front of him in disbelief.
Is this Yu Fusheng?
How could he be so seriously injured?
"elder brother!"
Yu You stood up and came to Yu Fusheng's side. His eyes were filled with tears unconsciously, and his lips were trembling and unable to speak.
"Ha, did I scare you?"
At this moment, as if he was having a flashback, Yu Fusheng had some strength to speak. He looked at Yu You with his one blood-red eye and said softly: "I'm sorry to see you like this."
"We are brothers, brothers whose blood dissolves in water." Yu You cried and laughed at the same time. "Brother, what are you talking about?"
Yes, there is no one closer to them in this world.
Yu Fusheng reached out and touched Yu You's arm. Seeing that his face was rosy and he seemed to be in good condition, he grinned and asked, "Have they cured you? How do you feel?"
"..."
Suddenly, an unspeakable strange atmosphere filled the air.
Yu You nodded vigorously: "Well, my body feels very good now, brother..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Yu You's cheeks suddenly bulging, his expression suddenly ugly, "Pfft--" A large mouthful of blood vomited out of his mouth, and all of it was sprinkled on Yu Fusheng's body.
The blood was so hot.
But Yu Fusheng's heart had never been so cold.
"boom--"
The white ghost slammed the door hard, took out the magic mirror that had been prepared from the drawer, and channeled the Yin energy into it.
After a while, ripples appeared on the mirror, and five faces appeared. He looked at the white ghost twice and said:
"How did things go?"
"Near miss."
The white ghost looked ugly: "I don't understand why an accident occurred in the planned situation."
Of course he was referring to the mysterious man who suddenly appeared.
According to the original plan, he could leisurely watch the show performed by Yu Fusheng and leave with Xingmingge in style, but all of this was messed up by that person!
"It's hard to say anything. I'll wait until you come back."
Hearing this, Yi Mian's expression was equally ugly. Soon he saw that there was no one behind Bai Gui, and he frowned and asked:
"Where's Bifang? She didn't come back with you?"
"No, the situation is urgent and I can't take care of her anymore."
The cruel meaning in Bai Gui's words is obvious. Li Kui's menacing appearance still remains in his mind. The fate of the star is of great importance and cannot be missed. His decision is also very decisive.
Ichimoku did not continue the discussion on this issue, but said directly: "Well, you can send me the fate first."
"good!"
The white ghost took out the Panlong jade bottle and stuffed it into the mirror. He seemed to have thought of something and said with a smile: "Mr. Tang's paintings are indeed useful, but they are much faster than the stupid teleportation array. Let him draw more next time."
"Stop talking nonsense and come back quickly."
After I glanced over, the mirror instantly returned to calm.
The white ghost laughed twice and exhaled a breath: "Finally, there is no danger."
But as soon as he said the words, his expression suddenly froze, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he glanced behind him with difficulty. At some point, a strange man stood at the door.
"What did you just say?"
Li Kui narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a chilling look: "Is there any danger? Is there any danger now?"
Gaba...
The neck was immediately twisted into a knot. An invisible big hand grabbed the white ghost's neck and lifted it into the air. He grabbed it in front of him with both hands, but the force became stronger and stronger.
"The game has just begun!"
(End of chapter)
