Wu Qi immediately rushed to the side of the stone slab, put his hands under the stone slab, and with all his strength, he forcibly flipped the stone slab, which weighed more than a ton, into the sky and flipped it over a meter or two. distance.
What broke into Wu Qi's eyes was a lifeless, blackened male corpse. The skin of the corpse was completely charred, the fur was completely burned, and the combat uniform was burned to the point where only a few burnt rags were left. I don’t know if it is Wang Sheng’s combat uniform.
Wu Qi knelt on the ground, stretched out his right hand tremblingly, and gently turned the burnt corpse over. When Wu Qi touched the corpse's skin, he couldn't feel any heat of life, only the bone-piercing coldness.
boom. The stiff, charred corpse was finally turned over. Wu Qi was a little afraid to look at the corpse's face to see if it was Wang Sheng, but he would have to know sooner or later.
Wu Qi's gaze then extended upward along the torso of the corpse. The front and back of the corpse looked the same, completely burned. There is a blood hole in the chest that can accommodate the width of a punch. The blood hole penetrates the outer skin and muscles. From the outside of the blood hole, you can see the sternum and spine that have been burned to gray black, and you can faintly smell the blood hole. The disgusting smell of burnt viscera emanating from inside.
It can be imagined that this corpse was wrapped in flames by Charlotte before a punch suddenly penetrated the flesh of the chest. The burning fist pierced the man's chest, and immediately the flames exploded in the body. As a result, the man's ribs and internal organs were burned to pieces, and there was no way he could recover.
Wu Qi looked at the shocking sadness inside and outside the corpse, his shoulders trembling slightly. There was no doubt that the owner of this body could not be saved. The only answer left was whether the identity of this corpse was Wang Sheng.
Wu Qi muttered "No, no, no" in his heart, but his reason told him that Charlotte had no reason to attack other people at that time. The identity of this corpse was either Gao Yuan or Wang Sheng.
Finally, Wu Qi saw the face of the corpse. The face of the corpse had been burned, and the skin and facial features were burned into a blur, making it difficult to tell what it looked like.
Wu Qi's heart was stuck in his throat. The harder he tried to identify the corpse's face, the less he dared to recognize it. In the end, he felt a little more relaxed. It seemed that as long as the identity of the corpse was not confirmed, Wang Sheng would still have a chance to return to himself alive.
"Wu..."
Suddenly, the man who was originally a "corpse" suddenly opened his burned lips and spit out an extremely weak sound. Wu Qi's hearing was very developed, so he could vaguely hear what the man whose identity was unknown said.
Wu Qi's eyes widened, his pupils contracted and then expanded, and his thin face contained an expression that changed between sadness, happiness, shock, and finally surprise in a short period of time.
Wu Qi put his head in front of the man's face and put his ear to the man's lips, trying to hear clearly what the man said. Just one or two seconds, every tenth of a second that passed by, felt to Wu Qi as if it was very long, very long.
"Wu... Qi... Fortunately... you are here... The rest... are all left to you..." .. Live well... in this world."
Slowly, intermittent words came out of the man's mouth silently, and then reached Wu Qi's ears. Wu Qi's expression of surprise disappeared in an instant and turned into a look of despair.
At this moment, Wu Qi felt that the platform supporting the heart seemed to have disappeared, and the bottom of the heart turned into a dark abyss spreading endlessly downward. A heart was pulled by the gravity from the abyss, and fell helplessly toward the pitch-black eternal silence.
"Wang Sheng." Wu Qi muttered Wang Sheng's name, and then looked directly at Wang Sheng's tightly closed eyes less than 10 centimeters away from Wang Sheng's face.
Wu Qi quickly put his finger in front of Wang Sheng's nose. Wang Sheng's breath, which was already weak and difficult to feel, disappeared without a trace before Wu Qi put his finger in front of it, leaving Wu Qi feeling nothing.
The mirror lake in Wu Qi's eyes set off turbulent waves. The reality was like a sharp sword falling from the sky, thrust straight into the naked open space in front of him, making a desolate and short sword sound, but it invaded people's hearts for a long time. .
There was no specific expression on Wang Sheng's burnt face. It seemed that he had finally fulfilled his thoughts and relaxed.
Wang Sheng's internal organs were burned to pieces by the high-temperature flames, and a large amount of blood was released from his chest. His body was pressed down by a heavy stone slab. He should have died long ago and was relieved. But for some reason, Wang Sheng kept holding on for a while, as if he was waiting for someone.
Now, he waited for that person, and his anger disappeared.
For the first time, Wu Qi noticed that there was mist in his eyes. He once watched a person related to him close at hand, and his life was passing away. The man was clearly close at hand, but his cold body temperature told him that the man's soul had disappeared here, far away and out of reach, pushing open the gate of hell and stepping onto the Naihe Bridge.
"Wang Sheng." Wu Qi read Wang Sheng's name again. He didn't yell, but he felt extremely sad.
Sadness is like the sound of distant sea waves crashing on the cliff.
A minute later, Wu Qi's fingers and shoulders no longer trembled. His legs and knees slowly exerted force, changing from a kneeling posture to a standing posture.
Wu Qi opened his mouth and exhaled sharply. There was a heavy breath in his chest, which made him feel uncomfortable and wanted to die. After he exhaled the breath from his chest, he found that he didn't feel much better.
Wang Sheng is dead. How he was killed by Charlotte, Wu Qi will never know. The fingers of his hands slowly gathered together and pinched together. The friction between the joints made an astonishing loud noise. A pair of beautiful eyes erupted with explicit murderous intent.
The dead cannot be resurrected, but the living can do one thing, and that is to push the murderer into hell!
At present, Wu Qi is no match for Charlotte, and he almost died in Charlotte's hands several times. As a result of fate, the giant Kreis, who should have recognized MacDonald as his master, recognized him as his master and healed all his injuries as if he had returned to life. Now that he's alive, he has unlimited possibilities to do what he can.
"Wu Qi!"
A crisp female voice sounded from behind dozens of meters away, and Wu Qi's shoulders trembled. It was the familiar voice of Guo Baibai.
At the same time, there was also the whine of wild beasts. Wu Qi immediately turned his head and saw a ball of jumping fiery red flames jumping quickly on the ground, and then quickly rushed into Wu Qi's arms. Wu Qi subconsciously bent down and reached out to catch the jumping fire ball. What he felt in his arms was the furry and warm touch.
"July."
The stiff muscles on Wu Qi's face finally melted away like ice cubes melting. He lowered his head and smiled, stroking the little red fox's back lovingly. The little red fox closed its eyes and put its head against Wu Qi's muscular chest. It swung its limbs and tail randomly in Wu Qi's arms. It seemed that it had not seen Wu Qi for a long time and started to act like a baby when it saw him.
After a while, Wu Qi looked up and saw Guo Baibo and Gao Yuan gradually walking towards him. When Guo Baibo saw the naked Wu Qi, he couldn't help but lower his eyes and shyly averted his eyes. Gao Yuan looked at Wu Qi with a very strange expression, but in the end all his emotions turned into a relieved smile.
"Fortunately you are alive, Wu Qi."
"So are you." Wu Qi said.