Zhong Hou broke out in a cold sweat in pain, covered the wound in his lower abdomen with both hands, and gasped heavily. But the blood was still oozing mercilessly between his fingers, and it never stopped.

It can be seen how serious his injuries are, and even the cheating artifact Bai Yuzhu can't help him in time.

After the battle, Zhong Hou exhaled, and his highly tense spirit suddenly relaxed, and at this time he didn't even have the strength to speak, and he collapsed on the ground to rest.

Feng Wuxian didn't know when he had come to Zhong Hou's face, but he didn't pay attention to the injuries on Zhong Hou's body, instead sprinkled salt on the wound and said: "You have been injured again after a big battle, and the blood in your body is flowing rapidly, and at the same time, it also brings the poison of the poison pill to your whole body. If you don't take the antidote right now, I'm afraid you won't be able to last a moment. The antidote is still on him, whether you can take it in time depends on your creation, I won't help you. ”

Feng Wuxie's words made Zhong Hou's whole body shiver, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he got up from the ground again.

Zhong Hou didn't know if what Feng Wuxian said was true or not, but he couldn't bet.

In the end, Zhong Hou did get up, but only supported it for less than a second, and fell again.

This short period of more than ten meters is like a chasm in Zhong Hou's eyes at this time, and no matter how hard he tries, he can't cross it.

After falling and getting up, getting up and falling, and repeating this for I don't know how many times, Zhong Hou reluctantly used both hands and feet, and slowly crawled towards Situ Jianren.

The dagger was still inserted in the lower abdomen, and the wound was still bleeding, so in order to avoid the dagger and the location of the wound, Zhong Hou had to be very careful in the process of crawling.

Originally, it didn't take a breath distance, but it took Zhong Hou half a quarter of an hour to slowly climb there, and where he passed, there was a long blood mark.

What Zhong Hou didn't expect at all was that Feng Wuxian was still doing his hands and feet at this time, and he actually injected a trace of star power into Situ Jianren's body through the air.

When Zhong Hou touched Situ Jianren's body, the accident happened again.

Crawling to Situ Jianren's side, Zhong Hou groped around him with the last of his strength, looking for an antidote to the poison pill.

That trembling palm, unaware outsiders seemed to think that he was caressing his beloved lover.

At this moment, Situ Jianren's eyes suddenly opened, and his intact right hand grabbed the dagger on Zhong Hou's lower abdomen with lightning speed, and then thrust it one by one, aiming at Zhong Hou's heart and stabbing it fiercely.

Situ Jianren had fallen into a deep coma just now, and his heart could barely feel the beating, and he was dying at any time. But suddenly, an energy that came from nowhere, as if activating his life force, not only woke him up from his coma, but also condensed a trace of strength.

It was this trace of power that made him make a fatal blow to Zhong Hou. But that's all it can be, and it's a luxury to want to move more.

Zhong Hou was already seriously injured, and in just a dozen meters, all his strength had been exhausted, not to mention that the distance between the two at this time could be described as 'intimate', where could he still dodge this blow.

Zhong Hou had never been so close to death for a moment, he didn't even feel the crisis, and directly smelled death.

At this moment, no one can save him, except himself.

Zhong Hou's head turned faster than ever.

Seeing that the dagger was getting closer and closer to his heart, at the last moment, Zhong Hou actually took the initiative to pounce in the direction of the dagger.

He has done his best, and whether he can avoid the heart position can only depend on luck.

Burst...

The entire dagger was inserted into Zhong Hou's body, and only the handle was left outside.

The severe pain made Zhong Hou roar like a beast, and in an instant of life and death, his hands suddenly seemed to burst out with ten thousand catties of strength, strangled Situ Jianren's neck, and pressed down to the ground desperately.

Before Zhong Hou was completely unconscious, in addition to feeling the sharp pain on his body, all that was left was a strange sound coming from Situ Jianren's neck.

I don't know how long it took for Zhong Hou to wake up from his coma.

The moment he woke up, Zhong Hou did not check his injuries, but first saw if Situ Jianren was dead. For Situ Jianren's death-defying counterattack again and again, Zhong Hou was indeed afraid.

The moment he saw Situ Jianren's corpse, Zhong Hou's whole person was not good.

I saw that Situ Jianren's sternum was all sunken, his neck had been completely deformed, a pair of eyes and a tongue were protruding, his flesh and blood were blurred, and his death was very terrifying.

Seeing this, Zhong Houcai completely relieved his heart, and the other party died after all.

It's all like this, and it shouldn't come back to life.

And after calming down, Zhong Hou realized that he had killed someone, and he had killed someone for the first time.

It turns out that killing people feels like this.

Thinking of this, and seeing Situ Jianren's terrifying death again, Zhong Hou spit out on the spot.

He didn't know how long he hadn't eaten, and he couldn't vomit anything, but because of it, he pulled the wound and grinned in pain.

Only then did he realize that his shirt had been removed, the dagger that should have been inserted in his body had disappeared, and the wound had been bandaged. The cloth that bandaged the wound was torn from his shirt, and his blood and some strange medicinal fragrance were clearly left on the cloth.

"Even if you kid has a big life, there is still half a minute away from your heart in the last shot, otherwise the gods will not be able to save you. ”

Hearing Feng Wuxian and slightly gloating ridicule, Zhong Hou just wanted to refute, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he almost couldn't hold back and wanted to vomit, and finally could only greet the other party's ancestors in his heart.

In Zhong Hou's view, Feng Wuxie's behavior is completely unreasonable.

But in the view of Feng Wuxi, this is a necessary stage of growth. This kind of life-and-death battle can not only quickly accumulate actual combat experience, but also hone the state of mind, killing two birds with one stone.

As a killer, Wind Without a Trace has come to this day step by step in this environment.

However, if Zhong Hou is really dead, Feng Wuxian will only mourn for him for three seconds at most, and then what should he do.

Zhong Hou saved his life that night, he didn't want to owe favors, so he left a secret book, which can only be regarded as a transaction, and it does not mean that Feng Wuxian shows a merciful side.

The ruthlessness shown today is the character that a killer should have.

However, there is often only a thin line between being affectionate and being ruthless.

After Feng Wuxian discovered Zhong Hou's cultivation talent, he began to love talents, so he used his inertial thinking and consistent style of doing things to conduct special training for Zhong Hou.

Isn't this the affectionate side?