As he spoke, Yang Feng used the chaotic power in his body and began to gradually change around his body, and an extremely pure and domineering energy surrounded his body.

Suddenly, his big hand waved violently in the quagmire, pushing Han Shilan out in an instant.

In terms of the most powerful forces, what is used to fight, what is attractive, what is defensive, is useless!

Han Shilan felt a surge below, and her body flew out of the quagmire, falling into the grass on the side of the quagmire, and her whole body looked very embarrassed.

The white dress was covered in mud.

She hurriedly sat up and watched Yang Feng sink into the quagmire little by little.

In fact, Yang Feng's push force had already exhausted almost all the strength of his body, and now he became a little empty and powerless.

He had known from before that his body could not carry too much chaotic power, otherwise he might pass out, and in serious cases, he might die directly.

But at this moment, he had to borrow the power of chaos again.

However, the next moment, the energy in his body disappeared in an instant, and everything became empty.

It seems that he is like an ordinary person at the moment, he is stuck in the quagmire, and he has no ability to struggle out.

"Yang Feng, Yang Feng, hurry up and hold on to the branches, so that at least you won't continue to fall into it. ”

Han Shilan hurriedly picked up a branch from the ground, threw it beside Yang Feng, and said anxiously.

Yang Feng lowered his eyes, he even got his hands stuck in the quagmire, and he couldn't hold the branch beside him at all.

Seeing this scene, Han Shilan was about to cry in a hurry, and said anxiously: "Didn't you say that you are very powerful? Why did you trap you even in a swamp, didn't you say that you can come out alone? ”

Hearing this, Yang Feng opened his eyes slightly, looked at the slender branch beside him, and used the strength of his body to stroke the arc of his big hand, and finally his arm stretched out from the quagmire.

He gritted his silver teeth and grasped the slender branch beside him, and began to relax his body.

Sure enough, Yang Feng's body began to stay in place.

It's just that Han Shilan clutched the top of the branch and found that it was getting heavier and heavier, and her heart suddenly panicked.

She used all her strength to pull Yang Feng down, and her little white and tender hands were rubbed with blood from the branches.

It is impossible for her to save Yang Feng who is almost completely trapped in the quagmire.

Unless two other people are on the side and use a thick rope to rescue them.

So they are needed to wait until the rescue team.

But who is there on this deserted island?!

"Don't waste your efforts, I may not be able to go up, you must survive well and wait until the rescuers arrive. Yang Feng's face was very pale, and the spiritual power in his body seemed to have been swallowed up by this swamp, and his whole body was weak.

At this moment, he was able to reach out and grab the branch, which was already very good.

It may be some kind of belief that can make him, who was originally powerless, grab the branch handed over by Han Shilan.

"No, no, no. Han Shilan's eyes were teary, and her little white and tender hands refused to let go of the branches in her hands, although a lot of blood was rubbed out.

"Hehe, there's nothing a fool that doesn't matter more than living. Yang Feng said in a hoarse voice, but he couldn't rest assured in his heart.

He was afraid that after his death, it would be difficult for her to survive on this barren island alone.

Therefore, Yang Feng closed his eyes, and as soon as his mind moved, he quickly called the starlight in the system space.

"Starlight, do you have a way to keep me alive. ”

"Yes, yes, it's just that your system scroll is completely insufficient, who told you to usually not complete the task well, just to go to the quiet in Gentle Township, and now that death is coming, I can't help it." Starlight sat in the system space, saw Yang Feng outside from the screen here, and replied helplessly.

If he dies, the system will be equivalent to falling asleep, and it will also be equivalent to entering a state of destruction.

"The scroll is not enough, how much is it missing, can you take credit?" Yang Feng replied weakly in his heart.

"I can't take credit, it's not up to me, you still need 2,000 scrolls to buy future automatic rescue robots, or spend 1,000 scrolls to buy a set of exercises that can be cultivated to the heavenly level, you can break through directly, and you can fly out." Starlight replied.

"Okay, then what can I buy with this scroll now, so that Han Shilan can live, is there any. Before Yang Feng died, he couldn't rest assured of her, so he finally supported it on this branch.

"Yes!"

【Wild Universal Survival Manual】A newcomer can completely survive in the most dangerous places, and the cost is 50 reels

[Infinite Campfire Tool] can be used for nearly 100 million ignitions, and can scare away all the fierce beasts in the vicinity of 50 meters, the cost is 50 scrolls

[Air Pistol] can shoot the pressure of air to attack the enemy, the power is comparable to that of a true nuclear pistol, and the cost is 200 scrolls

Seeing these so many survival tools, Yang Feng didn't say a word, he almost spent all the scrolls, bought these, and threw them directly out of the swamp quagmire.

"Ding! Successful purchase!"

"Ding! Successful purchase!"

"Ding! Successful purchase!"

"Reels remaining: 9 points. ”

After that, Yang Feng sighed slightly in his heart, he could only do it to this extent, a slightly sad smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he said: "Shilan, I can't accompany you on the rest of the way, there are my things in the swamp for the rest of my life, I hope you don't forget that there is such a person as me, his name is Yang Feng." ”

After speaking, Yang Feng closed his eyes, he really didn't have a trace of strength, and the spiritual power in his body had long since disappeared, and he was swallowed up by this damn desperate swamp.

Then, his hand let go of the branch, and his whole body sank into the mire.

"Gollum~Gollum~"

Eventually, even the shadow of his head disappeared.

All that remains is the swampy mire that keeps foaming.

Han Shilan's gaze was slightly sluggish, and a pair of small hands were still grasping the branches, and the whole person seemed to be sluggish.

"No, don't woo-"

Han Shilan sat on the grassy ground and cried loudly.

Once, she thought that love could fill the regrets of life,

And to create more regrets,

It's love

Time passed little by little, and in a blink of an eye, it was the afternoon sun setting.

The faint glow of the setting sun gave this barren island a cicada-like brilliance.

Han Shilan cried for a long time, and even her tears dried up before she stopped, and sat on the ground sluggishly, looking at the mire and swamp that took people's lives.

(End of chapter)