"He was surrounded and killed...?"
Someone in the reinforcements outside Taniguchi spoke to the people around him, looking a little confused, and the questioning tone was not abruptly changed until the end.
Because they all know this very well, and that is why they came here, there is no need to ask at all.
But the scene in front of me... This scene represents what just happened. There are probably not too many personal incidents of Wei Lan in history that can be compared with it.
So doubts arose naturally, but the canyon in front of them clearly told them that, yes, a well-designed siege had just occurred here.
At this time, Han Qingyu's left-hand sword had been put on his shoulder, and the right-hand dead iron straight knife was still in his hand. Bloodstains covered it from the blade to his wrist, then to his arm, and finally to almost the entire combat uniform of the only witnessed legion, which had the enemy's Blood, including his own blood... Multiple wounds could be seen on his body, and a short knife was stuck in his chest.
It was a bit difficult. In everyone's sight, the staggering figure began to walk out of the canyon.
As the footsteps progressed, things gradually unfolded behind him:
They are two stone walls hundreds of meters high, deep, dark and cold.
Then there was the other end of the canyon blocked by the mountain wall, where he started to fight to the death with hundreds of people.
Then there were corpses all over the canyon road extending behind him.
People standing outside tried to imagine every step Han Qingyu took and how he came out of the dead land at the other end of the canyon. Unfortunately, they could not fully imagine it.
And those who witnessed it at the scene are also the purge and self-protection people who are still staying on both sides of the canyon. They are all running away from that scene and the weak figure in front of them.
Why not try to kill him?
I tried it, who said I didn’t?
God knows how many times they thought the opportunity had come to kill him, and how many people tried it... The people who tried it were all lying behind him now.
"Hey...why did he look back?"
In the midst of panic and retreat, Han Qingyu suddenly turned around, walked to the back half, picked up two metal blocks from the ground, looked at them carefully, put them into his pocket, and then smiled reassuringly.
The two pieces of metal should be taken away by the person standing at the end. Yuan Qing said it himself... He should not object to Han Qingyu taking it away now.
He is dead.
"Qingzi."
When the distance was closer, Wen Jifei shouted numbly, trying to use the same tone as when he was at school, but it was still not natural.
Han Qingyu opened his chapped lips and smiled, "Hey."
"You won't die, right?" The voice that followed the question was a little weak.
"No," Han Qingyu shook his head and said, "I'm just hungry and want to eat rice."
hungry? I'm thinking about rice.
Those who understood on the spot, such as the comrades from the two Chinese Asian teams, all laughed. Those who didn't understand started asking each other. The ones who laughed were already laughing and had inexplicably red eyes, tilting their heads to hide it.
"By the way, what is his name?" A foreigner suddenly asked.
I’m not asking this to mean that I really don’t know or remember, but because Han Qingyu’s name is a bit too difficult to pronounce and too convoluted for foreigners. Even Yin Caixin, who can speak Chinese, chose to simply say thank you that time. Save yourself the trouble and keep calling him sir.
"Qing." Another foreigner answered, pronouncing "qing" into a nondescript fourth tone.
"King? Oh." The man nodded seriously and took note of it.
…………
In fact, Shen Yixiu and Yin Caixin, who were also very weak, couldn't help but move forward because Han Qingyu looked like he might collapse at any time.
When I reached him in front of him and reached out my hand, I felt embarrassed and didn’t know how to help him.
Han Qingyu noticed it, shook his head and said, "No need."
Then he looked at the two girls standing in front of him. They... were also covered in injuries.
Therefore, even if you are a die-hard Naoto, some emotions, such as some uncontrollable feelings when you meet again after a disaster, actually appear naturally and do not require thinking.
When Yin Caixin's thin figure came into view, her blood-stained combat uniform and red eye sockets fell into his eyes, Han Qingyu came closer and saw her bitten lip and the stars on her face. There were traces of blood and dirt on his skin, and there were many tiny wounds on his skin as if it had been blown by a violent wind.
Almost completely naturally, Han Qingyu raised his hand, cupped her cheek, and said, "Thank you for your hard work... The Invincible Hot Wheels roll forward, right?"
Yin Caixin raised her head and smiled, nodding vigorously, "Always keep moving forward."
"Bravo."
Han Qingyu smiled.
Then he turned around and looked at Shen Yixiu, holding it in for a long time before asking: "Tie Niu, are you okay?"
What do you mean it's not broken? Shen Yixiu was so angry that she raised her hand and wanted to give him a punch like usual. She looked at it, but there was no place where she could bear to punch him.
"I'm fine...what about you?" she said.
"It's not bad, but I can't really walk anymore," Han Qingyu said in a low voice, "You didn't know how to help me earlier, so you just stood there and watched."
Shen Yixiu smiled, then seemed to suddenly think of something, frowned suddenly, and said, "By the way, when we came out, two people with masks came out at the end..."
"Shh." To directly question and investigate this matter here is basically asking for death. Han Qingyu quickly reached out to cover her mouth, and the iron piece banged.
The second time, the second time I covered my mouth.
But this time, Xi Mei didn't directly knock off Han Qingyu's hand. She had no choice but to let him cover it, and said angrily: "I can't cover it. I... am so angry. I can just say shush from now on."
"Yes." Han Qingyu retracted his hand sarcastically.
Shen Yixiu glanced at him, walked over, stood beside him, and turned her head to signal her shoulder.
Han Qingyu put his hand on her, and then the three of them walked out together.
"By the way, are you really better than me? Did you really give in to me before?" Shen Yixiu suddenly asked in a low voice, as if she was very concerned.
Han Qingyu shook his head and smiled weakly, "I really couldn't beat him before, but now...it should be about the same now, but at that time, I was really stronger."
"Huh?" Shen Yixiu was confused by his fluctuation in strength.
"I'll explain to you later." Han Qingyu said.
What he said was true. The energy absorbed by the metal block overflowed. Han Qingyu guessed that it was a life-forming source energy similar to that of Legion Commander Chi Mu Yi Dao.
Unfortunately, for the time being, he is unable to actively mobilize this energy, and is a little afraid to mobilize it.
If he had no other choice but to use it, he would probably have no choice but to try eating two metal blocks in a short period of time to see if the effect would still occur.
When they arrived at the entrance of the valley, Xi Mei took the initiative to step aside, and Wen Jifei came up to serve as a support for Han Qingyu.
"Can't you stand?" Wen Jifei looked at him and asked.
Han Qingyu: "Well, I'm so heartbroken that I can't stand still."
"Why?"
"So many people came to help us, I must say something, right?" Han Qingyu whispered: "Then along the way, everyone came with three-dimensional devices, source energy..."
As he said that, he turned around and gestured to the canyon behind him, and Han Qingyu continued: "I want to be open and open, but I feel very distressed just thinking about it."
