This head, which was as huge as a mountain, shattered in an instant. Chongyang and I almost ran down with our lives, stepping on huge fragments, like parkour.
The potential of life was once again stimulated, and the whole body reached an unprecedented coordination. Every tendon and every muscle was completely melted into a whole with the brain as the center at this time.
There is still a considerable height from the river surface. I know that in my state, it is impossible to reach the bottom like this. I can only reduce the height as much as possible to increase the chance of survival.
Survive
I suddenly reacted, what else do I need to survive
In many cases, there is only one breath that supports people's potential. A slight relaxation of this breath may lead to abandonment of all previous efforts. I suddenly felt that there was no point in running so hard, and in the end it was a death.
Then immediately unable to keep up with the changes in the environment, he staggered, and the whole person fell underneath.
Looking back, the last bloom of purple light was extremely dazzling, and the disintegrated world was suspended like an apocalyptic. Chongyang stretched out his hand to catch me. I smiled slightly, closed my eyes, and handed everything to fate.
In the face of life and death, fate is powerless, it can only determine where my corpse rots.
There was darkness in front of him, and his body seemed to be trapped in a whirlpool. After the first bursts of pain, only numbness remained. As for when he landed on the ground and when he was unconscious, I don't know.
When I woke up again, there was darkness before my eyes. The purple light has disappeared, the deafening sound of disintegration has also disappeared, the ears are ringing in the ears, and the whole body is sore.
I didn't even die, I actually survived.
Where are you now? Has the world in the mirror been destroyed? Am I at the gate of hell now
No, I got up with difficulty and found that I was soaked in the river water, and under my hand I supported a hard rock, probably a broken bone of my head.
The air was dull, and I couldn't see my fingers. I dig around on my body and gave a wry smile. From the beginning, I was saving the power of the flashlight. I didn't expect that at the last moment, this little power saved really helped me.
The last piece of equipment, a flashlight.
With a click, a very faint light shined in the darkness, as if a little water had entered, flashing.
The river under my feet was rustling, and the fragments of disintegration filled the river. The depth of the river became no more than a knee, so I was not drowned.
On top of my head is a curved and broken bone about two to three meters high, which shielded me from the debris leaning from above.
Safe, but there is nowhere to go. It's a good grave.
I took a sigh of relief, sat down, and let the river water flow over my legs, cleaning the fine and dense wounds on my body.
If you have a dagger, you can find a place to engrave the four characters, the Tomb of Ningchuan.
Then I thought about it, it doesn't make sense to carve it. The tombstone is reserved for future generations to pay tribute to, but after the destruction of this world, where will there be future generations? I just hope that after the original body goes out, I really set up a spiritual position for me.
With his hands in the river, his fingertips seemed to touch a relatively regular pattern.
I lowered my head and took the flashlight and shone it. It turned out to be a piece of inscription. It seems that the age is not long. The characters engraved on it are not Chinese characters. They should be ethnic minority characters. I took a closer look and couldn't understand it. It should be the Wuluo Hou State or the people of the Northern Wei Dynasty.
People who are dying, what else do they care about
He closed his eyes and leaned on something that he didn't know what it was. As he was about to sleep for a while, he heard the sound of coughing slightly in the dark. (End of this chapter)