Yan Xue and others took great pains to retrieve a dark man from the bottom of the pit. His back was severely burned and even partially charred.
"Little Leaf." Gao Yan hurriedly stepped forward and used her powers to heal Ye Peitian.
Ye Peitian frowned tightly and said nothing.
"What should I do if it hurts so badly?"
"Don't touch the wound, take him back to the base first."
Xu Xiangyang and Zhong Hongfei, who didn't know Ye Peitian's ability, were very nervous. In contrast, Gao Yan, Yan Xue, and Tu Yibai were relatively calm.
"He can't go anywhere, just hand him over to me, and I'll spare your life." A sweet female voice sounded.
A young woman with a beautiful face and a sweet smile suddenly appeared in front of everyone. She bent slightly and looked down at Ye Peitian in front of her. A pair of pure white wings were spreading out behind her.
"I finally found you. I told you long ago that you will never escape from my palm." She tilted her head slightly, smiled softly, and reached out to grab Ye Peitian as fast as lightning.
"You, are you Fu Yingyu?" Gao Yan recognized the person,
This person was the member of the Holy Angel Church at the Goose City Base, and it was she who used her methods to brutally imprison Ye Peitian in the laboratory and tortured him in every possible way.
Gao Yan reacted quickly and pulled Ye Peitian back, avoiding Fu Yingyu's arm.
Almost at the same time, Yan Xue had already fired several shots at the enemy.
Behind Fu Yingyu stood a man and a woman. The man opened his palm and formed a white-gold power grid in front of him. The arc of current on the grid flickered, firmly blocking Yan Xue's bullet.
Several bullets kept spinning in the network cable, making a harsh and sharp sound, but they could not break through.
Yan Xue's gun body moved, and the slender gun body turned into a dozen barrels of different thicknesses. More than a dozen bullets of different specifications were fired from each gun at the same time, and the revolving direction attacked the enemy ahead from different angles.
Fu Yingyu snorted coldly, "It's beyond your own power."
The wings behind her flashed silver metallic light, and thin metal blades scattered into the air, shooting down every bullet with accuracy.
The short-haired woman behind her waved the leather whip wrapped around her hands, the black leather whip slammed on the ground, and the front end turned into three spirit snakes, which swiftly swam against the ground, extending forward indefinitely, all the way to Ye Peitian.
The skin of the black snake, which came from the ground, suddenly slackened halfway, and crawled slowly on the ground.
Taking a closer look, the black scales with barbs are constantly dissolving.
Xu Xiangyang stared at the scales of the black snake, and was extremely nervous. He only knew how to use his power to dissolve the enemy's weapon, and he didn't dare to think about anything in his mind.
He was horrified to find that in the battle against the High Saints, his abilities were starting to dry up at an extremely rapid rate. He gritted his teeth and insisted desperately not to let the three black snake whips climb up Ye Peitian's scarred body.
Chu Qianxun, who was some distance away from this place, had just shot down the fleeing monster in the sky. She stepped on the corpse of the monster and slashed out the monster with a knife.
Suddenly, there was a slight pain in her mind, and a voice sounded directly in her head.
"Sister Qianxun! Come back soon!"
It was Tu Yibai's voice. At a critical juncture, Tu Yibai broke through the ability and sent the warning sound directly into her mind.
Chu Qianxun turned around and looked at the place where he came from, his body turned into an afterimage and flew back to help.
At this moment, Fu Yingyu's gentle smile disappeared, and she stared at Ye Peitian lying motionless on the ground.
"Reborn Financial Giants"
In front of her eyes, the familiar laboratory appeared. This man was immobile on the pale operating table, his limbs were tightly bound, his eyes, nose and mouth were covered with gauze, no matter what he did to him. No matter what is too much, he can't resist.
Fu Yingyu walked up to him and saw the gauze on the man's eyes seeping wet water marks from the inside, and her twisted heart felt a bloodthirsty pleasure.
Suddenly the face of the man on the operating table changed to that of her dead boyfriend Yan Xiu.
Yan Xiu's face was pale, a hole was opened in his temple, and red blood was flowing outward.
Fu Yingyu tilted her head, stretched out her white palm, and gently touched Yan Xiu's face.
Yan Xiu suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth at her and smiled,
"Dead woman, I miss you so much," he said.
"So you're not dead." Fu Yingyu felt very happy.
"Of course I'm not dead, I still want to accompany you, didn't we promise to be together forever?" Yan Xiu sat up and opened his hands to her.
Fu Yingyu smiled and walked towards his arms. Just as their fingertips were about to touch each other, Fu Yingyu's face suddenly turned cold.
She took a sharp step back and shook her head.
"What's wrong, Yingyu, come... come... ah." Yan Xiu's face gradually distorted, and the whole world began to collapse.
In front of Fu Yingyu's eyes was still Ye Peitian lying on the ground covered in darkness.
There was a man beside Ye Peitian, who was staring at her with golden stripes in his eyes.
Fu Yingyu was furious in her heart. This spiritual saint used his abilities very skillfully. If it weren't for his low level, he would have really fallen into the illusion created by him.
"I don't know how to live or die! I'll let you know what regret is!" Fu Yingyu's wings spread out, and countless feather blades flashed with cold light.
A black arm burned by the fire was slightly raised, and the yellow sand gathered in the sky, and countless fine sand particles condensed into a sand wall, blocking the flying silver blade.
The dense silver blades hit the sand wall one after another. Ye Peitian's arm trembled slightly, and the thin sand wall kept collapsing and re-condensing. Every time, the blade was blocked dangerously and dangerously.
"How dare you resist me? Have you forgotten how pitiful you were in my hands?" Fu Yingyu's face was blushing strangely, "Give it up, and you will be captured, or all these people behind you will die. "
The yellow sand whirling in the air is getting thicker and thicker.
Ye Peitian stretched out his hand to support the ground and stood up slowly. Pieces of charred black crust began to fall off his pitch-black face.
"Not only do I dare to resist, I will kill you!"
The yellow sand gathered into a stream and bound Fu Yingyu's neck. Fu Yingyu's beautiful face was distorted, and the dense silver blades kept flying out of her wings, shooting towards Ye Peitian frantically.
A blade broke through the sand wall and plunged into Ye Peitian's body.
One blade after another broke through the sand wall, stabbing the man one by one, and his body was gushing with blood.
But he didn't move at all, just grabbed the five fingers held in front of him in the palm of his hand. The thin stream of sand tightened Fu Yingyu's neck.
Fu Yingyu's face was bloodshot, her eyeballs protruded, her body was suspended by the yellow sand, and the rainstorm-like silver blade finally stopped.
"Stop, let go of Yingyu! Otherwise, I'll kill them!" The short-haired woman shouted.
It turned out that Xu Xiangyang, who was still in the first rank, was exhausted and completely defeated. The black snake whip of the short-haired woman broke through the position and bound Xu Xiangyang, Gao Yan and Zhong Hongfei in one breath, dragging the three all the way back. to her feet.
Yan Xue desperately wanted to rescue her companion, but the man behind Fu Yingyu formed several platinum grids to seal her bullets on all sides. Although she was extremely anxious, she was temporarily unable to lend a helping hand to her companion.
He could only watch helplessly as the short-haired woman detained the three of them, stepped on Zhong Hongfei with one foot, pulled out the saber, and placed it on his neck.
The yellow sand in the air dispersed, Ye Peitian lowered his hand and stared at Fu Yingyu, his arm trembled, blood flowing down his palm, dripping to the ground in a line.
Fu Yingyu clutched her neck and gasped desperately for a while, then laughed, she drew a knife and stepped forward to hold Ye Peitian's neck: "Look at you, aren't you still the same as before? You are weak and pitiful, and you are still trying your best to do it. A good old man, in the end, he can only fall to the point of being slaughtered by others."
"No, the really pitiful person is you. I'm not the same as before." Ye Peitian said calmly, "I'm no longer afraid of people like you. Even if you catch me for a while, what can you do to me? I will never die, and one day I will destroy your filthy laboratory."
Fu Yingyu's face was twisted, and she waved the sharp machete in her hand: "I chopped off your hands and legs, what chance do you have to escape?"
A black sword light flashed silently in the air.
Fu Yingyu saw a broken bowl holding a machete falling from her eyes. The palm still held on the handle was white and delicate, painted with pink nail polish, and seemed very familiar.
Then she felt a huge pain in her wrist, she held the empty forearm, broke the palm of her hand, and screamed in shock.
Chu Qianxun slashed Fu Yingyu's wrist with one knife, and at the same time, he flew a leg and kicked the short-haired woman with a snake whip in her hand. The red blade in her hand came out of her hand, accurately pierced through the woman's heart, and pinned her to the ground.
The short-haired woman looked at the blood-red blade that kept shaking on her chest in disbelief. The black snake whip fell from Xu Xiangyang and the three of them, entangling Chu Qianxun's legs.
Taking this opportunity, Fu Yingyu grabbed the man beside her with one hand and spread her wings to fly high into the sky.
"Yan Xue! Shoot it down!" Chu Qianxun shouted.
An angry Yan Xue poured out her maximum amount of bullets, and dozens of bullets roared and chased towards the sky.
A spherical grid opened in the air, covering the two Fu Yingyu who were fleeing in a hurry. The bullets bombarded the platinum grid, and the spherical grid burst out with dazzling sparks.
In the end, the white-gold orb rose higher and higher and gradually disappeared into the distance.
Chu Qianxun swung the knife to cut off the black snake whip that was entangled in him. The woman who controlled the snake whip was already dead. Chu Qianxun watched the white gold balls that were getting smaller and smaller in the distance. Knowing that he could not catch up, he gritted his teeth Angrily, he could only turn around and ask about everyone's injuries.
"We don't have a big business, you can take a look at Xiaoye." Xu Xiangyang said.
"Pei Tian?" Chu Qianxun stretched out his hand to help Ye Peitian who was standing still.
Just as his fingertips touched his arm, Ye Peitian's body softened and fell on her arm.
Chu Qianxun caught him, the man lying in her arms was pale, his skin was icy and cold, his body was covered with countless sharp blades, and hot blood flowed into Chu Qianxun's hand. He closed his eyes tightly, lowered his head, and was no longer breathing.
***
When Ye Peitian woke up, he found that he had returned to Ludao's villa and was lying on the bed in his room.
It was late, there was no light in the house, and a crescent moon hung in the night sky outside the window.
There was a man sitting on the windowsill. The man was covered in moonlight and was watching him quietly.
"Awake?" The man jumped off the windowsill, walked to his bed step by step, stretched out his hand in the moonlight, and touched his cheek lightly.
"Does it still hurt?"
Hearing Chu Qianxun's voice, Ye Pei came back to his senses from the illusion of life and death.
"No, it's fine. I've..." He braced his hand, trying to sit up.
A soft finger tapped on his collarbone, forcing him to lie back down again with an irresistible force.
He saw that familiar face kept bowing down, and finally stayed in front of him, with a slight breath gently scraping on his skin along with the man's words.
Ye Peitian's breathing began to get faster and faster.
The man's eyes looked extraordinarily clear in the dark night. The amber eyes were hidden under the slender eyelashes, swaying back and forth, looking at himself carefully.
"Qian, Qianxun." Ye Peitian felt flustered for a while.
"When I saw you stopped breathing, I suddenly felt very sorry." Chu Qianxun pressed his fingers against his lips and looked at him seriously, "I want you, just now."
She leaned down and kissed him gently: "If you don't want to, it's too late to refuse now."
Ye Peitian raised his hands and held his sweetheart's face. He didn't know where his reason was. He just wanted to return the kiss crazily.
His hands were gently pulled down and pressed on top of his head in a staggered manner, a scorching palm pinning his wrists.
"You can't move, just leave everything to me."
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