Blood dripped drop by drop.
The green grass underfoot was dyed red with blood, and even the originally moist soil was diluted into a puddle of mud again----
Because he used too much force and breath, the wound under Gongsun Qi's right rib was pulled open again. The blood seeping out from the wound soaked his clothes, and then dripped from the corner of his clothes. on the ground.
His eyes were wolf-like as he stared at the two men in black robes in front of him. They were two tall blond men. Their skin was pale, their eye sockets were sunken, and their eyes were deep and green.
Gongsun Qi is a wolf, a fierce and wounded wolf who fights for his life without stopping. They are also like wolves, greedy, noble, but easy to kill evil wolves.
Gongsun Qi's right hand held the sword, and the sword called 'cloak' was shaking slightly. A pool of blood flowed in the sword groove, and then flowed down along the sword tip -----
The blood on the sword is the blood of the enemy.
Gongsun Qi desperately stabbed the general holding the Trident of Poseidon, but paid the price of being slashed hard by another general holding a long sword.
The knife hit his back, and he couldn't check the wound behind it, but he could feel the skin and flesh on his back turned out, and blood spurted out like a spring——
If he hadn't been able to dodge quickly with his superb movement skills, he might have been split in half by the god general.
These servants of the gods do have powers that are difficult for the outside world to understand.
Gongsun Qi's legs were weak and he felt like he might fall to the ground at any time. All the strength in his body was exhausted - or in other words, all the strength in his body was exhausted with the blood flowing out. He had lost a lot of blood in the past two days. Because of the serious injuries, every time he moved, he needed to use several times or even ten times more force than before.
He controlled his body with strong perseverance, and had the pride to feel superior to others at all times. He wanted them to jiggle too much because that would be embarrassing for him.
Yes, he is such a proud man. He is very proud in Xuanbu because his master is Shenlong. He was very proud in front of Fang Yan because his master was Shenlong. He is equally proud in front of these thousand-year-old palace gods, because his master is Shenlong, the most powerful man in Huaxia——
"These clowns----" His expression was stern, but in his heart he dismissed these people. If I were not injured, if I were at my peak, I would kill you all with the speed of a knife.
He knew that his physical condition would be difficult to withstand the next charge, but the two god generals were not dead yet----
"Pfft-----" Gongsun Qi spat out a mouthful of blood.
The blood stained his mask red and gave his throat a choking sour and spicy taste.
He reached out and pulled off the mask and threw it away, facing the two god generals with his handsome and cold face.
"Are you going to die?" Gongsun Qi muttered to himself.
He took out a black ribbon from his arms and used the ribbon to tie the sword tightly to his right hand. Because his hand had no strength, he was afraid that he would throw the sword out when he was cutting someone.
As long as the arm was with him, he wished the cloaked sword was still 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 number one in China, but I haven't been able to learn one ten thousandth of your kung fu - I still wanted to wait until I had mastered the magical kung fu to challenge the world's heroes and make my master famous, but now it seems that I have no chance to do such a thing. That’s fine, just think that you don’t have an unsatisfactory disciple 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 danger and go back safely.
"What a nasty guy -" Gongsun Qi thought in his heart. "But I still hope you can go back safely, because only then can we return the treasure we stole - and only by sending the treasure back can our mission be considered completed. Even if I die - ---That's not a wasted death, isn't it--"
He tied the black ribbon into a tight knot, then bit it with his teeth and pulled hard.
"Pooh----"
He spat, then bowed slightly and leaned his upper body forward in a charging posture.
His physical condition was no longer able to withstand the siege of the two great generals. As long as they charged again, he would be cut into pieces.
However, the spare strength in his body is just enough for him to make an attack----
A deadly attack.
Even if he died, it was him who took the initiative to kill the enemy----
"Then he was killed." I still feel embarrassed when I think about it.
But what can be done
For Gongsun Qi, this was the most honorable way to die.
"Master -----" Gongsun Qi thought for a while 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.
Rumble-----
A thunder ripped through the sky, and the majestic rain poured down wildly.
Wow la la -----
The rain curtain covered the sky and the earth, and the whole world seemed to be enveloped by the rain arrows.
-----
Swish-----
Gongsun Qi fell to the ground panting, his whole body submerged in mud and water.
There were countless wounds on his body, and several knives had penetrated deep into his internal organs.
"The muddy water is too dirty and the posture is too unsightly----" Gongsun Qi felt very sad.
He really wanted to ask the two god generals if they could help him up or change his position - on the one hand, he couldn't understand the language, and on the other hand, he was even less willing to ask others for anything.
"I'm going to die anyway, and no one will see me when I die -" he comforted himself.
Click----
The man holding the trident walked towards him step by step.
Click click click----
His boots made a screeching sound in the mud.
"Where is the artifact?" he asked in words 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 sharp weapon in his hand.
"嚓-----"
The man in black robe raised his trident high and hit Gongsun Qi hard on the 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 god general holding a long sword was frightened. He raised the sword and rushed towards the man in black who suddenly arrived.
The man in black did not retreat but advanced, charging back at him with his sword.
Cha-----
The two passed each other.
The man in black looked at him with a look of reluctance, unable to believe what was happening in front of him.
Bang----
The body of the man in black was broken into two parts, and the broken lower body was still standing in place. The blood recoiled into the air, and was then slapped down by denser raindrops.
The man with the trident looked at his arm that was broken into two parts, but he didn't feel any pain.
He was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes glowed red.
Roar. charge.
The body jumped up high, and the good arm clenched into a fist. The fist was filled with strong wind and hit the head of the man in black with countless raindrops----
Whoosh-----
Another flash of silver light flashed by.
The other arm of the black-robed god general was also cut off. His body was gushing with blood as he flew past the man in black.
Swish Swish Swish Swish -----
The man in black fought back, catching up and drawing swords continuously.
When he stopped moving, the god general's body could no longer stand up.
"What happened?" Gongsun Qi opened his eyes. "Are you still alive now?"
Click----
Click----
Someone walked towards him step by step, and then stood in front of him.
He wanted to look up, but he didn't even have the strength to look up.
Half of his face was buried in the mud and he was breathing hard. If the rain had fallen harder, 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 ears.
Gongsun Qi's spirit was shaken, and his groggy consciousness suddenly became much clearer.
"Fang Yan?" he asked aloud. When he faced those divine generals just now, he remained silent because he was worried that his nationality would be exposed if he spoke.
"It's me." Fang Yan pulled off the mask on his face, looked at Gongsun Qi who was lying there motionless, and asked again: "Are you okay?"
"What do you think?" Gongsun Qi said through gritted teeth. He's already like this. Do you think I'm okay when I look like this
"I think something is wrong." Fang Yan said seriously.
"------"
"Shall I pull you up?"
"------" You are pulling. Would I still refuse you such a request
So Fang Yan reached out and dragged Gongsun Qi up from the mud puddle. He leaned his upper body against a big tree and took out ointment from his pocket to treat him.
"You look bad." Fang Yan said while checking the large and small wounds on his body.
"Why are you back again?" Gongsun Qi asked, staring at Fang Yan. The arrival of Fang Yan gave him a glimmer of vitality. He knew that maybe he could survive——
"I hate you very much." Fang Yan said. While talking, he poured the potion from the bottle onto the largest wound on Gongsun Qi's body. One bottle of potion was not enough, and even two bottles were not enough, so he took out all the potions on his body.
After thinking about it, he stuffed another bottle back.
"I also know 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. "What you master and disciple owe me, I will come to you to get it back----but now, I can't let you be killed by these foreigners-----I said, we are brothers and comrades--- --"
"------" Gongsun Qi's eyes were moist, and something in his throat was itching, making him want to say something.
"You don't need to say anything. I can understand your mood at this moment------I know it's quite touching what I do--" Fang Yan patted him gently. shoulder, said.
"The thing about me lying in the mud and unable to move--" Gongsun Qi's voice was bitter, hidden in the sound of wind and rain, emerging bit by bit. "Do not tell anyone------"