After a brief silence, the camp owner looked at Xu Qing and suddenly spoke.
"Child, why don't you stop this matter? You have rescued Lei Team, and this person is also dead. There is no need to continue the deadly battle between you and me."
"Besides, I am the elder of the King Kong sect. If you fight to the death with me, it is equivalent to fighting with the King Kong sect. The ancestor of my sect is a strong foundation building!"
Xu Qing was silent, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, his body staggered and his right hand was raised as if to wipe it.
At this moment, the camp owner, who was about to strike just now, suddenly had a cold light flashing in his eyes,
The whole person rushed towards Xu Qing with a bang. The speed was so fast that the golden light all over the body erupted like never before at this moment, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a golden body.
"The third method of King Kong!"
From a distance, the camp owner's whole body is filled with golden light, his aura is shocking, and his murderous intention is extremely strong.
However, Xu Qing's expression did not change in the slightest. The original staggering intention disappeared instantly, as if everything was false. The raised right hand was not wiping blood, but raised above his head, and his blood-filled eyes were also slightly closed.
In his mind, the god statue that walked down like a god in the temple that day came to mind.
This knife, he imitated countless times, never used it.
Now, he feels that he can use it.
A purple light erupted from his upper body, covering his entire body and his raised right hand.
Different from the golden color of the statue, what Xu Qing exudes after copying is purple.
Under this purple light, Xu Qing's right hand seemed to fall slowly and casually at the moment when the camp owner roared.
There is nothing surprising, very ordinary, very simple, and there seems to be some extraordinary charm in this ordinary.
This extraordinary rhythm made all the purple light instantly converge on Xu Qing's right hand, and at the moment of falling, Mo Hu appeared on top of his head... a huge knife shadow!
This shadow is huge, like a heavenly knife!
The purple light rose and shone, replacing the sunlight, replacing the golden light, replacing everything, along with Xu Qing's right hand, suddenly... cut down!
There was thunder in the sky, the ground of the camp roared, and the strong wind accompanied by dazzling light, like a tide, rumbled and exploded towards the surrounding.
All the scavengers were involuntarily retreating, and the camp owner's body changed from the previous speed to the slow one, until it stopped ten feet in front of Xu Qing.
He stared blankly at Xu Qing in front of him, and slowly lowered his head to look at the ground beneath his feet.
Under his feet, a straight crack appeared on the ground... The crack was seven or eight feet long, spreading from under him and behind him.
"This knife..." The battalion master muttered, blood marks suddenly appeared on his forehead. The blood marks split to the chin in an instant, and then swept across the chest until after the dantian, blood erupted, and his body was in place, directly turned into two halves, and fell down. down.
There was silence all around, only the sound of rapid breathing revealed the unbelievable awe in the hearts of everyone.
Under the setting sun, the afterglow fell on the blood-stained ground, reflecting the lonely face of the young man. Drops of blood flowed down his fingers, dripping on the blood pool on the ground, splashing layers of ripples.
The figure in the ripples, some Mohu could not see clearly, but the meaning of sparseness and the coldness in his eyes were clearly revealed.
Xu Qing silently put away the blood-stained dagger and the black iron sign, and took away the talisman with the writing on Mohu, then turned around and walked towards the cross and Luan Ya in the crowd.
Cross and Luan Ya, with awe in their expressions, watched Xu Qing approach, and watched him silently take over Lei Team, who had run out of oil and was in a coma, and carried him away on his back.
So he lowered his head and followed him away.
Under the setting sun, Xu Qing's shadow was pulled very long, covering the ground with blood, revealing an unspeakable sadness.
The scavengers around him involuntarily looked at his figure, at the blood and corpses that filled the long street.
The blood seemed to form a shocking blood trail behind Xu Qing.
Some people remembered the bloodstains that Xu Qing dragged the giant horned python in the Colosseum during the initial trial.
Two pictures, two bloodstains, seem to overlap at this moment.
"Child!" It wasn't just anyone who shouted out first, and all the scavengers who gathered here soon shouted out one after another.
"Child!!"
"Child!!!"
The voice became louder and louder, and there were old people, children, adults, and women with feathers on their heads.
One by one, their eyes gradually showed enthusiasm, and the sound of roaring gradually reverberated into the sky.
This is... a salute unique to scavengers!
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Sunset dusk, the camp entrance.
Xu Qing carried Lei Team on his back, and when he came here, he looked back at Cross and Luan Ya.
The two also looked at Xu Qing with awe and complexity in their eyes, apparently guessing something.
"Are you going?" Cross whispered.
"I went to see Team Thunder for the last ride, and then... I left." Xu Qing nodded.
Cross and Luan Ya were silent.
Xu Qing thought of parting in his heart, gave them a deep look, and then looked over to the camp where he had lived for almost half a year.
"Take care." Luan Ya stared at Xu Qing, stepped forward to help him straighten his messy hair, and hugged him gently without disdain for the blood on his body.
"What about you?" Xu Qing asked softly without rejecting Luan Ya's hug.
"We also have to leave here, don't worry, I have hands and feet with the cross, and the strength is not bad. We can go to any camp." Luan Ya said with a smile.
Cross still didn't speak, but he stepped forward and hugged Xu Qing hard.
Xu Qing took a deep breath, waved to them, turned around and took big steps, walked out of the gate of the camp, and walked farther and farther in the direction of the restricted area.
Behind him, in the setting sun, Cross and Luan Ya stood there silently, watching him go away, until Xu Qing's figure disappeared at the end of their purpose, Luan Ya murmured.
"Sura Wushen"
"Cross, will we see him in the future? Unfortunately, we don't know his name yet."
"Yes... Name, it doesn't matter." Cross whispered, holding Luan Ya's hand.
Xu Qing left, left the camp, and walked towards the restricted area.
He carried the Thunder Team on his back and moved forward silently, just as the Thunder Team seriously injured him back then, as he was carrying him when he parted ways, the same road, the same people.
But he can feel that the Thunder Team is getting lighter and lighter, and the vitality of the body is getting less and less, and the meaning of death can't be stopped.
The sadness in Xu Qing's heart is getting stronger and stronger.
Silently stepped into the jungle, silently walked in the restricted area, silently moved towards a direction, kept walking, time passed slowly, the sunset had gone, and the night had come.
But he seemed to sense Xu Qing's blood and residual killing intent. No alien beasts appeared in front of him along the way, leaving Xu Qing to move forward sadly.
Until an hour later, a faint voice came hoarsely behind him.
"Child, I just had a dream."
Lei Dui woke up, his expression was dazed, and he murmured.
He didn't ask why he was here, nor why Xu Qing appeared, nor did he talk about his own experience.
"I dreamed of Taohong, and I also dreamed of you."
Xu Qing's eyes were a little red, and the sadness in her heart was more intense, and the speed was faster, but she tried her best to remain steady, getting closer and closer to her destination.
"In the dream, you are still very well-behaved, and you are always the first in the school."
Lei Dui wanted to laugh, but it seemed that these few words took most of his strength, his voice gradually weakened, and he murmured softly before falling into a coma.
"What a dream."
"Kid, I can't take it anymore."
Xu Qing lowered his head and galloped with all his strength. On the way, he tried to use his own purple crystal to help the Thunder Team, but it was of no use and could not keep his vitality.
Finally, after half an hour, he came to the place where they encountered the singing that day, the same area, the same big tree.
When they got here, Xu Qing gently put Lei Team down and leaned against the tree, his eyes were red and his nose was sour looking at the wrinkled old man who was running out of oil.
"Team Thunder." Xu Qing said softly.
The old man leaned against the tree and slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were cloudy, and he stared blankly at the world in front of him. After a long time, he seemed to recognize where it was, and gradually smiled, and there was some light in his eyes.
"Child, do you have any wine?"
Xu Qing nodded silently, took out a jug of wine from the leather bag, put it in the mouth of the old man, and fed him a big gulp.
This sip of wine made the light in the old man's eyes brighter at this moment, like the last brilliance of a candle.
It seemed that at this moment, he saw Xu Qing's red eyes clearly and laughed.
"Why are you still crying?"
Team Lei seemed to have some strength, and with Xu Qing's support, he struggled to sit up.
Leaning against the big tree, he wanted to raise his hand to touch Xu Qing's head, but he couldn't, but when he gave up, Xu Qing took his hand and slowly put it on his head.
The old man smiled.
"Actually, I'm relatively lucky. At least at this time, I have someone to accompany me, drink alcohol, and someone to bury me after I die."
"And in this world, how many people have died lonely and desolate, silently exposing their corpses in the wilderness."
"Actually, death is not terrible. What is terrible is that before dying, there is no familiar person in front of me..."
Having said that, the afterglow in Lei Dui's eyes slowly dimmed, and he suddenly opened his mouth.
"Kid, I want to drink another sip."
Xu Qing's heart was filled with sadness, and he took his jug and put it gently on Lei Que's mouth. As the wine overflowed, Lei Que looked behind him with a dazed expression and murmured.
"Peach, have you come to pick me up..."
The wine was sprinkled on the old man's clothes and fell into the soil. He didn't drink it, and the light in his eyes went out along with the fire of life.
Xu Qing's body trembled and lowered his head. The sadness in his heart could no longer be controlled, and spread out from the bottom of his heart, covering his whole body.
He grabbed the jug hard, even though the jug had changed shape in his hand, he didn't notice it.
After a long while, Xu Qing bit her lip, silently put the wine jug aside, and looked up at the old man in front of him who could never wake up.
The ruins of the city appeared uncontrollably in his mind, and the other party suddenly turned back to look at his figure in the distance.
"Child, would you like to leave here with me?"
Tears, drop by drop, fell down Xu Qing's eyes.
The blood stains on his face were melted away, and two clear traces fell on the placket.
Growing up in a slum, he stopped crying a long time ago.
But today, he couldn't hold back and looked at the old man's body until the sky was bright again, and he silently buried the old man and the jug under the tree.
Scavengers do not need monuments, because no one goes to pay homage.
But the old man has a monument.
In front of the tombstone, Xu Qing stared blankly.
Until a long time, he took out a ball of burlap from the leather bag, and took out the only piece of sugar in it.
He silently put it in his mouth, leaned against the tree, and closed his eyes.
Sugar, very sweet.
Someone told Xu Qing that eating it when he was sad would make him feel better.