Fang Jinyue ran after only a few steps and was already out of breath, "Let's run like this, there is no head, and sooner or later I will get caught."
I wanted to kick him. I didn't have enough energy but I didn't have enough energy. I really didn't have any extra energy to lose my temper. I said, "Don't shake my military spirit. I haven't seen any scenes of Brother Ning. That's it? That's it? Today those things can hurt me a hair, I would rather write it upside down."
When I looked back, I found that the hungry people had played some new tricks. They began to use the tongue in their mouth, bypassing the zigzag ladder, and climbing straight up. I'm all dumbfounded, dear, if you go to talk to the Confucianists, you can kill the Quartet. In the beginning, there were only one or two who didn't follow the rules of the game, and then they climbed up in groups with their tongues.
I remembered that in the underground palace of the Xiao Clan, in the Meteorite Mountain, a large group of hungry people were hiding above their heads and looking at us. Therefore, people flying over the wall is a traditional art.
If this continues, on the one hand, they move straight forward, and we still move forward in our own form, and the density of starvation and death will be diluted, and the hunting efficiency will naturally increase a lot, so they can even go directly to the front and outflank.
In this way, we really have no way to go to heaven and go to the ground to find death.
All three of them realized the seriousness of the problem, "Fucking faster." I yelled and immersed myself in climbing the stairs. Fortunately, although starving to die, although it is resistant to beatings and has a strong offensive power, the speed is not too fast, otherwise it would be really dead.
That said, where are the monsters in the world that are strong in all aspects, you have to close the window when you open the door. If Dude, intellectual, physical, and artistic are fully developed, Zhang Qiling will not be able to hold it.
The three of them ran to the point of bleeding from their throats, but they were still hungry to the front. Fortunately, their tongues are tough and their brains are good enough. After all, there are only a few of them, and even fewer of them climbed to the front to successfully outflank us. But it still caused us a lot of trouble. But just like the poisonous needle on the bee's butt, it will be discarded after use. Although the hungry tongue is sticky, it is probably overdrawn when used in this way. So the hungry death that rushed to us basically hangs the tongue outside the mouth and drags it. It can't be taken back, so it can be regarded as reducing some threats to us.
I watched the thing rushing over, a trekking pole slid over, and with a sound of help, my arm was numb, and it didn't cause much harm to him at all, but at any rate, I smashed him with a stick. Although this thing has a long tongue, it has become a melee player. Trying to keep him close is the best way.
It’s a pity that hitting with a trekking pole is not a long-term solution. The feel is almost the same as hitting a wall with an iron rod and iron rod. I will basically return as much as I apply, and my hand is already Injured, naturally more painful. Later, I and Chongyang took turns. After Chongyang smashed two sticks, I smashed a stick while taking off my jacket and wrapping my hands at the same time. But over time, there will be more or less shattering and bleeding, and the strength is not as good as before.
No wonder the two masters in fantasy novels shattered when they did not move their hands. Then the fuck can really shatter.
And not every one who died of hunger will be smashed obediently. People have a bit of IQ, and the brave will win if they meet on a narrow road. If a stick does not smash them down, Chongyang and Fang Jinyue, who are behind them, have to make a decisive move. If three people do it at the same time, On such narrow steps, one accidentally had to roll down and bring food to the hungry.
After all, it's fighting for life.
Just when the three of us were exhausted and our hands were dripping with blood, more and more of the hungry people woke up. They started to suck the wall tightly with their tongues, and climbed up. He smashed a hungry one and said bitterly: "I will cut a few of them and bring them back to see if they are more stubborn than a cow."
The road ahead is far away indefinitely, and he is chasing after him, and there is still a way around to interception.
Although the three of them didn't speak any more, they all understood in their hearts that they were probably dead.
I didn't say it, but I was already brewing in my heart to let Chongyang go first. With his ability, without two burdens, the possibility of surviving would naturally be greater. But as long as I'm still there, he won't leave alone.
How can I let him listen to my advice
I was exhausted, and I was full of dreams.
How did it happen in the movie...
"Head, can't stand it anymore, you go first!"
"No! How can I let you go!"
"Head! Go! If you don't leave, everyone will die here!"
"Today we must live together and die together—"
"Leader! There are still tasks waiting for you to complete in the organization. If you die, who will complete the tasks assigned to us by the organization! Go, leader!"
"Hey! Ergouzi! You must survive! I will take care of your wife and children!"
I didn't think about it, and my heart said that I don't have a wife or children to take care of Chongyang, and I don't have any tasks to be completed by Chongyang. The most important thing is that this is not about writing novels and making movies. I still can't bear to die.
"Chongyang, you can't stand it anymore, you go first!" I said generously.
Chongyang looked at me with idiot eyes, "Where am I going?"
I was so moved that my eyes were whirling with tears, "I knew you would not leave me behind. Today, my father and I will die together."
Fang Jindong reminded: "Master three."
I suddenly felt the feelings of Dao Sima's family in Shangang Valley, my grandparents and grandchildren are going to die here today.
Chongyang gave me a hand suddenly. I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, "What's the matter?"
He pointed to a rope hanging next to me.
To be precise, it is three ropes.
The three raised their heads, and at the end of the steps, someone waved.
I burst into tears, three generations of our grandparents are improper.
It doesn’t matter who he is, but he must have noticed the zombie battle royale below, and decided to kill us, and the ends of the ropes have been tied with two knots to tribute our legs and enterprising, hey, it’s him The mother is a genius.
The three of them kept walking, leaving the three ropes far behind them. Just kidding, there is no chance to stop, only to meet again at the next intersection.
With the chance to survive, I don’t think about saving energy anymore. I just take out the last remaining strength and rush upwards, the gods block knocking on the gods, the Buddha blocks knocking on the Buddha, as long as the people above a control rope follow us to run. , When the distance from the starvation before and after is separated, you can board the plane and run away.
Fang Jinyue consumes the most physical strength, so when such an opportunity first appeared, we let him go up first, and Chongyang and I parried the hungry people who were chasing after him, and then continued to run with hoofs and wait for the second. And the third opportunity.
When the second opportunity came, of course it was the weak chicken. I boarded the plane. Behind the Chongyang Palace, I was slowly dragged up. At this moment, I finally had a leisurely time to rest and shouted to Chongyang: "Er Gouzi, you But you must survive, your wife and children, I will take care of you."
Chongyang staggered, probably wondering where the nickname of Ergouzi came from.
The two loops formed by the rope were wrapped around the thighs. Because of the emergency, there was no time to tie a circle around the waist. As a result, the weight of the whole body was pressed onto the two thighs, which made me feel painful.
Later, I felt that if I were to die, today this has an unshirkable responsibility with the rope.
After finally getting ashore, Fang Jinyue squatted on the side with his hips to recuperate, but I can barely bear it, my lord, strong.
Only then did I see who the one who saved us was. It really was Gu Tang.
This old man was sitting there with sunglasses, holding a bowl of hot water in his hand, and surrounded by some players I know or I don't know. Gu Tang looked at me with a smile, and said, "Owe my life again?"
"No." At this point, I completely relaxed, and then, whether it is physical or mental, I finally don't have to put all of it on me and Chongyang.
I was lying on the ground as if tired and paralyzed, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, Gu Tang walked over and touched my big hip, "Does it still hurt?"
"Roll the calf." I said weakly.
The two squatted and lay down, looking at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, "Why are you in front of us?" I asked him.
Gu Tang smiled, "I still don't know why you are behind me." (End of this chapter)