Blood dripped drop by drop.
The green grass under my feet was stained red with blood, and even the originally wet soil was diluted again and turned into a pool of mud.
Because he used too much force and out of breath, the wound under Gongsun Qi's right rib was torn open again. The blood oozing from the wound soaked his clothes, and then dripped from the corner of his clothes onto the ground.
His wolf-like eyes stared at the two men in black robes in front of him. They were two tall blond men with pale skin, sunken eye sockets, and deep eyes with green light.
Gongsun Qi is a wolf, a fierce, life-threatening wolf. They are also like wolves, greedy, noble, but murderous wolves.
Gongsun Qi held the sword in his right hand. The blade named "Cloak" was shaking slightly. A pool of blood flowed in the sword groove and then flowed down along the tip of the sword.
The blood on the sword is the blood of the enemy.
Gongsun Qi desperately stabbed the general holding the trident of the sea god with his sword, but paid the price of being slashed hard by another general holding a long sword.
The knife struck his back. He had no way of checking the wound, but he could feel the skin and flesh on his back turning inside out, and blood gushing out like a fountain.
If it weren't for his superb body movements and quick dodging, he would have been cut in half by the divine general.
These servants of the gods do possess powers that are difficult for outsiders to understand.
Gongsun Qi's legs were weak, and he felt like he could fall to the ground at any moment. He had used up all his strength -- or rather, his strength had been used up along with the blood that had flowed out. He had lost too much blood in the past two days, and because of his severe injuries, he had to use several or even dozens of times more strength every time he moved.
He controlled his body with strong willpower and the pride that made him feel superior to others at all times. He didn't want them to shake too obviously, because that would be a shame for him.
Yes, he is such a proud man. He is very proud in Xuanbu, because his master is Shenlong. He is very proud in front of Fang Yan, because his master is Shenlong. He is also proud in front of these Millennium Palace Gods, because his master is Shenlong, the most powerful man in China----
"These clowns----" His expression was stern, but he looked down on them in his heart. If I hadn't been injured, if I was at my peak, I would have eliminated you all like a sharp knife cutting off a small onion.
He knew that his physical condition could hardly withstand the next charge, but the two generals were not dead yet.
"Puff-----" Gongsun Qi spat out a mouthful of blood.
The blood stained his mask red and left a choking, sour and spicy taste in his throat.
He reached out, pulled off his mask and threw it away, facing the two generals with his handsome and cold true face.
"Am I going to die?" Gongsun Qi murmured to himself.
He took out a black ribbon from his bosom and used it to tie the long sword tightly to his right hand. Because his hand was weak, he was afraid that he would throw the sword away when he chopped someone.
As long as this arm was still in his body, he hoped that the cloak sword would still be in his hand.
This is the dignity of a swordsman!
"Master, I'm sorry-----" Gongsun Qi said with a guilty look on his face. "You are the best in China, but I haven't been able to learn even one ten-thousandth of your kung fu----I was thinking about challenging the world's heroes to make you famous after I learned the magic skills, but now it seems that there is no chance to do such a thing. It's fine this way, I will just treat you as someone who doesn't live up to your expectations like me----"
He thought of Fang Yan again. He really hated this guy. However, at this moment he still hoped that he could escape from the dangerous place and return safely.
"What a nasty guy----" Gongsun Qi thought to himself. "But I still hope you can return safely, because only in this way can we return the treasure we stole----and only by returning the treasure can our mission be considered completed. Even if I die----it won't be in vain----"
He tied the black ribbon into a knot, then bit it with his teeth and pulled hard.
"Pooh----"
He spat, then bent his body slightly and leaned his upper body forward as if he was charging.
His physical condition was no longer able to withstand the siege of the two great generals. If they launched another charge, he would be chopped into meat paste.
However, the remaining strength in his body was just enough for him to launch an attack.
A life-or-death attack.
Even if he died, it was because he took the initiative to kill the enemy----
"And then he was killed." I still feel ashamed when I think about it.
But what can we do
For Gongsun Qi, this was the most dignified way to die.
"Master-----" Gongsun Qi thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "I can't kowtow to you----"
He tightened the sword in his hand, and then rushed towards the two generals who had been waiting impatiently.
Boom-----
A loud thunder broke through the sky, and heavy rain poured down.
Crash-----
The rain curtain covered the sky and the earth, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in these rain arrows.
-----
Swish-----
Gongsun Qi fell to the ground panting, his entire body submerged in mud and water.
There were countless cuts on his body, and several of the cuts had penetrated deep into his internal organs.
"The mud and water are too dirty, and the posture is too indecent----" Gongsun Qi felt very uncomfortable.
He really wanted to ask the two generals if they could help him up, or change his posture - on the one hand, they couldn't communicate in the same language, and on the other hand, he was even more reluctant to ask others for anything.
"I'm going to die anyway, and no one will see me when I die----" he comforted himself.
Snap----
The man holding the trident walked towards him step by step.
Click, click----
His boots made a harsh sound as they stepped into the mud.
"Where is the artifact?" he asked in a voice that no one could understand.
Gongsun Qi lay there motionless, thinking, is this guy an idiot? If you don't speak Chinese, who knows what you are talking about
"Hand over the artifact --- or you will go to hell-----"
Gongsun Qi closed his eyes weakly. He could feel the man raising the weapon in his hand.
"Squeak-----"
The man in black robe raised the trident high and smashed it hard on Gongsun Qi's head.
Swish-----
There was a flash of silver light, and the man's raised arm fell to the ground, along with the trident in his hand.
The black-robed general holding a long sword was startled and rushed towards the black-clothed man who suddenly appeared with the sword in hand.
The man in black did not retreat but advanced, charging towards him with sword raised.
Snap-----
The two people passed each other.
The black-robed general looked at him with reluctance, unable to believe what was happening before his eyes.
Pah--
The black-robed god's body broke into two pieces, and the broken lower half was still standing in place. The blood rebounded into the air and was then beaten down by more dense raindrops.
The man with the trident looked at his arm that was broken into two pieces and felt no pain at all.
He was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes glowed red.
Roar. Charge.
The body jumped high, and the healthy arm clenched into a fist. The fist was wrapped in strong wind, and countless raindrops smashed towards the head of the man in black.
Whoosh-----
Another silver light flashed.
The other arm of the black-robed general was also cut off. His body was bleeding as he flew past the man in black.
Swish swish swish swish-----
The man in black fought back, chasing forward and striking out with his sword.
When he stopped moving, the god's body could no longer stand up.
"What happened?" Gongsun Qi opened his eyes. "I am still alive?"
Snap----
Snap----
Someone walked towards him step by step and then stopped in front of him.
He wanted to look up, but he didn't even have the strength to do so.
Half of his face was buried in the muddy water, and he was breathing with difficulty. If the rain had been heavier, his entire head would have been buried. At that time, even if the gods of the Millennium Palace had not killed him, the rain would have killed him.
"Are you okay?" A familiar voice sounded in my ear.
Gongsun Qi's spirit was shaken, and his drowsy consciousness suddenly became much clearer.
"Fang Yan?" he asked. He had not spoken a word when facing those gods just now, because he was worried that his words would reveal his nationality.
"It's me." Fang Yan took off the mask on his face, looked at Gongsun Qi lying there motionless, and asked again: "Are you okay?"
"What do you think?" Gongsun Qi gritted his teeth and said. He's already like this, do you think I look okay
"I think something's wrong." Fang Yan said seriously.
"------"
"Should I pull you up?"
"------" Come on, please. How can I refuse such a request
So Fang Yan reached out and pulled Gongsun Qi out of the mud puddle, let his upper body lean against a big tree, and took out ointment from his pocket to treat him.
"You look bad." Fang Yan said as he checked the wounds of varying sizes on his body.
"Why did you come back again?" Gongsun Qi stared at Fang Yan and asked. Fang Yan's arrival gave him a glimmer of hope. He knew that maybe he could survive----
"I hate you." Fang Yan said. As he spoke, he poured the potion in the bottle onto the biggest wound on Gongsun Qi's body. One bottle of potion was not enough, and two bottles were not enough either, so he took out all the potions he had.
After thinking about it, he put another bottle back.
"I also know that you hate me." Fang Yan said.
"I hate you-----" Gongsun Qi said weakly but stubbornly.
"But I still don't want you to die-----" Fang Yan said in a deep voice. "I will ask you to pay me back for what you owe me-----but now, I can't let you be killed by these foreigners-----I said, we are brothers, comrades-----"
"------" Gongsun Qi's eyes were moist and something was itching in his throat, making him want to say something.
"You don't have to say anything. I can understand how you feel at this moment. I know that what I did is very touching." Fang Yan patted his shoulder gently and said.
"I was lying in the mud and couldn't move------" Gongsun Qi's voice was bitter, and it emerged bit by bit in the sound of wind and rain. "Don't tell anyone------" (To be continued)