Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 807: dead man back out

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It turned out that according to what Mr. Yu said.

The dead man he carried back.

Has a big background.

The tortoise suspended animation for these years, the other party has not been waiting to die, but has been studying the unique magnetic field in this mountain.

I have been studying how to escape.

However, although he finally figured out how to escape from this vicious circle of infinite loop, he has been in suspended animation for hundreds of years, and he has already reached the end of his life, and he is no longer able to escape.

Until today, I met Mr. Yu who is the heir of the corpse artisan.

Old Mr. Yu sacrificed his own arm, nourished and depleted his body by the practitioner's majestic blood energy, and only then did the feigned dead man have the strength to talk to Mr. Yu.

And when the group successfully escaped from the infinite loop, Mr. Yu stopped communicating with the dead man on his back.

The body is depleted for hundreds of years.

The suspended animation will take some time to recover.

"Old Mr. Yu, your sacrifice this time is too great...you have saved us all!"

Seeing Mr. Yu who was covered in blood in exchange for everyone escaping from the trapped place at the price of an arm, everyone felt uncomfortable.

There is guilt and depression in the eyes.

This favor is too great.

His face was still bloodless and pale, but Mr. Yu, who had already stopped bleeding from his broken arm by the medical bandage, shook his head and smiled wryly: "I am saving myself, so don't take it too seriously. My old body is actually not Not as great as you say."

Listening to Mr. Yu's words, everyone knew it very well.

It's just that Mr. Yu didn't want them to blame themselves too much, so he said that on purpose.

"Thank you for your kindness, I owe Mr. Yu my life!"

"Yes, and I also owe Mr. Yu my life!"

Everyone is grateful.

After Mr. Yu took care of his injuries, someone raised a question that had been buried in everyone's minds for a long time: "Mr. Yu, the dead man you recited told you, what happened to the vicious cycle we encountered and the dandelions falling from the sky?" What the hell is playing tricks?"

However, everyone did not get the answer they wanted from Mr. Yu.

At that time, he was busy carrying out the dead man to flee for his life, so there was no time for Mr. Yu to dawdle. After he dug out the dead man, he immediately picked up the dead man and joined the convoy directly.

According to what Mr. Yu said.

They just have to wait.

After the dead man he recited recovers, he will be able to know the changes that have taken place in this mountain.

"Great, we have received external satellite signals again!" At this time, a communication soldier shouted loudly.

Next, the army transport convoy quickly got in touch with the outside world about the situation encountered in the mountains.

The night was dark.

In the wilderness without light pollution, dark and dark,

But the night was anything but peaceful.

I saw the section of the road that encountered an infinite loop during the day. At this moment, the lights are bright, and some soldiers have set up tents, stockpiled a lot of supplies, and temporarily set up a small supply station.

And the people in the transport convoy who were almost trapped in the mountains during the day were all in this temporary supply station, reporting on the situation.

Among them was the corpse-bearer whose complexion had recovered a lot, and Mr. Yu who spoke a Xiang accent.

In fact, when it was said that several people reported the situation, Mr. Yu was basically the only one who reported the situation, because only Mr. Yu knew what happened to them.

"It's probably like this. The person I recited only said that there is something big to come out. He hasn't told me the specific situation."

After Mr. Yu finished speaking, he looked at the person in front of him with strange eyes, and he hesitated to speak on his face.

"Is there anything else to report?" The person who was reported by Mr. Yu had a stiff expression on his face, like a dead face. There was no expression of joy, anger, sorrow or joy on his face, and he looked at Mr. Yu who was hesitating to speak.

Mr. Yu's eyes were beating with excitement, and he couldn't help but say respectfully and excitedly: "You, are you Mr. Fu..."

"I didn't expect the superiors to attach so much importance to the situation here that they sent Mr. Fu here..."

That respectful look, it seems that Mr. Fu has a great reputation

As soon as Mr. Yu finished speaking, he looked at the other person next to Mr. Fu with dumbfounded eyes: "Bloody hands?!!!"

Old Mr. Yu looked surprised, as if seeing a ghost.

Impressively, that person was Zhang Butcher, whom Fangzheng was all too familiar with.

I don't know how fierce Zhang Butcher's killing power was back then, and he gained such a fierce reputation internationally.

Anyone who sees him will be scared to pee.

But Mr. Yu had just finished yelling dumbfounded. The next second, he seemed to see something even more surprising: "You, no, no, you must be the first generation of the founding of the country..."

When it comes to this, the expression on Mr. Yu's face is awe-inspiring.

That is not the respect of seeing the strong.

It is the admiration and admiration that rises from the bottom of my heart.

"You died for the country in the first battle of the founding of the country. I still remember that at that time, I was just a kid playing with mud... When the country was founded, a circle of wolves, tigers and leopards looked around, intending to continue to divide us, and there were western countries outside. Suppression, no country in the world dared to go against the western powers and recognized us as a country. Until later, there were soldiers in the secular world who interrupted the minions of wolves, tigers and leopards around them. In the world of practice, a group of strong people entered the world... "

Mr. Yu sighed endlessly, as he talked, he seemed to be talking about sentimentality, but in his seventies, he still looked like a young man who was easily emotional, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

The person in front of Mr. Yu was actually Zuo Qianhu, whom Fangzheng was most familiar with.

"There are still people who can remember old things like us that have been eliminated by the times. Now it is less and less to find people of the same era to talk to..." Zuo Qianhu's expression was very calm, and he just put on a peaceful smile, as if, death After he had done it once, nothing could make his mood fluctuate anymore.

"If there were no pioneers like you, the first batch of powerful people to enter the world, there would be no peace in the domestic practice world today! You..."

The more Mr. Yu talked, the more excited he became. When he wanted to say something more, he was interrupted by Zuo Qianhu. He said that he should not mention the old things, and he should live in the present.

But Mr. Yu's heart was shocked, and he still couldn't calm down.

There was a thousand waves of shock in his heart.

What's going on here

How come the legendary figures in the past are all gathered together today.

Could it be that the situation here is special, and the country has gathered this group of strong men together

Otherwise, it doesn't make sense why these people are gathered together today

Mr. Yu looked at the other people who came with Mr. Fu. It was Yan Chixia who Fangzheng was familiar with, and the head coach was also here... Although Mr. Yu did not recognize the origins of Yan Chixia and the head coach, But he has a strong premonition that those who can walk with Mr. Fu must have their own uniqueness!

It's just that his knowledge is limited for the time being...

Next, after learning about the situation, Mr. Fu, Zuo Qianhu, Zhang Butcher, Yan Chixia, and the instructors who walked out of the coffin at night began to walk out of the temporary supply station, ready to go into the mountains to investigate the situation, eliminate dangers, and provide support for the large troops. Material and logistics support cleared obstacles.

(end of this chapter)