"Poof!"

Finally, Virgilio couldn't hold back any longer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

His chest heaved violently and he coughed.

Blood stained his mask, and a spicy smell rose from his throat and rushed to his nose, choking him with tears that were about to flow out.

He reached out and tore off his blood-stained mask, facing the two cardinals with his handsome and cold face.

He didn't want to die with a mask still covered and not visible.

"Is this going to die?" muttered Virgilio.

"No! I can't give up!"

Virgilio's eyes hardened again, and he glanced at the wounded dagger. I secretly sighed in my heart that I was so smart.

Because his hand had no strength at this time, if he hadn't tied the dagger in advance, it is estimated that the dagger would have been thrown out when he had just fought.

He is a warrior, and as long as his arms are still there, then his weapons are still there and will not be lost!

This is the last dignity of being a warrior.

"Xuanxuan!I'm sorry!" Virgilio's face showed a trace of guilt at this time, "I said that I would protect you for the rest of my life, but even if you are injured, I can't bring you the medicine back." Hehe--but, that's fine, you should be without me, and you will be embarrassed in the future. I just hope, I hope Surin can lead you to bring the medicine back, and then you get better soon!"

He thought of Surin again, this annoying fellow, who was really haunted. However, at this moment, he really hoped that Su Lin could escape safely and bring the medicine back to Situ Xuan.

"Because only if Su Lin brings the medicine back, Situ Xuan can be saved. Their hard work was not in vain, and their sacrifices were worth it!"

In this way, even if you really die, you don't die in vain.

Virgilio sighed inwardly, and then glanced coldly at the two cardinals.

"Phew!"

He spat out, and although he didn't understand the language, he still expressed his contempt for the two in his own way.

Immediately afterward, Virgilio's body began to tense, his legs bowed slightly, and at the same time, his upper body leaned forward in a charging stance.

His own body, he knows best.

At this time, the physical state must be difficult to resist the siege of the two cardinal archbishops, and if they make another charge, they will be killed.

However, the spare strength of his body also happened to allow him to barely make a simple attack.

Nine deaths at a time, no, it should be a ten-death attack.

Because even if he really died in the end, it was he who took the initiative to kill the enemy, he didn't flinch, he didn't cowardice.

And then - killed.

I still feel ashamed when I think about it, but I really don't want to die!

But what can be done?

Because this is the most dignified and dignified way for Virgilio to die.

"Xuan Xuan!" Virgilio thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid I won't have a chance to see you again in this life, I'm sorry, I didn't fulfill my own promise-!"

He tightened the blood-stained dagger in his hand, gritted his teeth fiercely, and rushed towards the two cardinal archbishops who had been waiting impatiently.

"Boom, click!"

A thunderclap tore through the sky, and a torrential rain poured down.

"Whoa-la-"

The raindrops the size of beans fell down, and the rain curtain covered the heavens and the earth, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in this rain arrow.

"Bang!"

Virgilio's body fell to the ground, panting and drowning in muddy water.

On his body, there were countless cuts, and even a few knives had penetrated deep into the internal organs, and the bones were visible deeply, and the blood and rain were mixed together, which looked extremely eye-catching.

"The muddy water is so dirty, and the posture that just landed is too unsightly. ”

To this, Virgilio's heart actually refused.

He was eager to ask the two cardinals if they could help him up first, or change to a better-looking, more comfortable position.

Of course, on the one hand, because of the language barrier, on the other hand, he was reluctant to ask for something from others.

"I'm going to die anyway, and no one else will see it when I die. After he died, he didn't care about any posture or not, and it was estimated that his body would be taken away by them and accept the so-called divine punishment!" Virgilio comforted himself.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The cardinal, armed with a short sword, walked towards him step by step, his eyes staring at Virgilio, his face expressionless and grim.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

His boots screeched in the muddy water.

"Where's the Crystal Skull?" he asked, in the language of a bird that no one could understand.

Virgilio lay there motionless with his ass facing him, thinking, is this guy a brain-dead?

If you don't speak English, who the knows what you're talking about?

"Hand over the Crystal Skull, or we'll make you worse than dead!" the cardinal, wielding a dagger, continued to threaten.

Virgilio didn't understand it anyway, so he didn't bother to listen either.

He felt the strength of his whole body being drained by the blood that had passed, and finally he could only choose to close his eyes weakly, because Virgilio could clearly feel the red-clothed Grand Master behind him raise the short sword in his hand.

"Whew!"

The cardinal archbishop, wielding a dagger, raised his dagger and stabbed Virgilio in the heart in the back.

"Wow!"

At this time, suddenly a silver light flashed.

"Flutter!"

Blood spurted wildly.

The arm raised by the cardinal archbishop with the short sword flew up and fell to the ground, along with the flickering dagger in his hand.

The cardinal archbishop holding a long knife couldn't help but be startled, without the slightest hesitation, his figure flashed, and he braved the rain curtain to carry a knife and rushed towards the man in black who suddenly came.

The man in black who suddenly appeared had a cold light in his eyes, and instead of retreating, he raised the short sword dropped by the cardinal archbishop, grabbed it, and then launched a counterattack towards the cardinal archbishop holding the long knife.

"Bang!"

The two passed by, and a burst of sparks burst out between them.

The red-clothed sect leader looked at him with an unwilling face, he really couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

I actually ......

His body had broken into two at this time, and the broken lower half of his body still kept the number of words running, while his upper body fell heavily in the rain.

The blood of his own body recoiled into the air, and then was slapped down by the denser raindrops.