Chapter 343: My fate is up to me

Lin Fei was hit by the ink cannon, and the blood spurted out together with the suction nozzle of the oxygen cylinder, and in the deep sea, this kind of sound could still be made, which showed the severity of the injury, and the amount of blood spit out was not a little bit!

Lin Fei's face instantly turned extremely pale, he was shot out more than thirty meters away by the water cannon, and his body slowly sank to the bottom of the sea, and the huge pressure of the sea water made Lin Fei spurt out a mouthful of blood, and Lin Fei had already been stunned at this time. Bayi Chinese =ā‰ˆā‰ˆ.=8ā‰ˆ1≠Z≠=.≄C≄O≠M

A lot of black dots gradually appeared in the distance, approaching this sea area, the black dots gradually approached, the flat head shook from side to side, and suddenly, the black dots became excited and swam towards Lin Fei.

Sharks, and the most ferocious great white sharks, rumored to have been global warming, sharks are about to migrate to the southern seas, but unexpectedly appeared at this time, and it appeared after Lin Fei was injured, not when Chalk appeared when he appeared, and there was a weirdness everywhere.

The smell of blood is enough to cause the ferocity of the great white shark, Lin Fei is about to die in the mouth of the shark, so many great white sharks are enough to tear Lin Fei to pieces, now the Snow Dragon has sailed away, even if it is this scene, it is too late to rescue, Lin Fei At this moment, when it comes to life and death, it is also the most dangerous moment for him to come out!

Just as the great white sharks swam towards Lin Fei en masse, a figure suddenly appeared beside Lin Fei, and it was not difficult to guess from the length of the undulating sea water that there was no one else except Wen Xin.

Wen Xinxun stuffed the mouth of the oxygen tank into Lin Fei's mouth, held Lin Fei with one hand, pressed it on his heart with the other, and the two of them dived down and hid behind a reef, Wen Xin's racial talent made her like a fish in the water, unaffected.

If Wen Xin's situation is seen by Chang Liang, he will definitely think of a TV series filmed by American imperialism, called The Man from the Bottom of the Atlantic, the protagonist in the play has two sets of respiratory organs with gills and lungs, and can breathe in 6 places and water, but he can't leave the water for a long time, Wen Xin is the same as the protagonist, only one is in the Atlantic, in the West, and one in the East Pacific!

Lin Fei, who had fainted, completely lost consciousness, and the ink spewed out by the chalk chapter was too strong, directly shattering Lin Fei's internal organs, and because of this, he would be injured and spurt blood, otherwise with the pressure of seawater, Lin Fei would not have been so seriously injured at all.

Wen Xin looked at Lin Fei who had no blood on his face, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times, he looked around, his little hand gradually let go of Lin Fei's heart, and dragged him to the side, because the blood stains were cut off, the sharks lost their target, and instead turned to the direction of Chalk, and after a while, the sea water was completely boiling!

Lin Fei's consciousness gradually returned, but now he couldn't mobilize a trace of true qi, his eyelids were as heavy as lead, and there was no one in his limbs that didn't hurt, but for Lin Fei, pain was also a good thing, proving that he was still alive, and the pain proved that he needed to recuperate and rest, but now he could clearly feel that he was moving in the water, and he didn't have to think about it, and he knew that this was done by Wen Xin.

A warmth rose in his heart, and the good memories of his childhood poured into his mind, making Lin Fei temporarily forget the pain, forget where he was, forget the danger he had encountered before, and his thoughts returned to the main peak of the Tianshan Mountain.

"Lin Fei, can your injuries be cured? If you can't be cured, will you die? ā€

Four-year-old Wen Xin sat in the snow nest, holding five-year-old Lin Fei with her thin body, and asked curiously while playing with the little bean worm.

"I'm not going to die." Although Lin Fei's voice trembled, there was an incomparable firmness, "I won't die, the master said, I am not a person who died early, as long as I am willing to endure hardships, I can get rid of the cold poison, I will definitely live well, I want to go home to find my grandfather and go to the palace pool to swim." ā€

"But my grandma said that it is God's will for you to be cold and poisonous, if God lets you live, you will live, if you want to die, you will die, but I don't want you to die, when you grow up, you have to continue to play with me."

"Okay, I'll play for you if you want to." Five-year-old Lin Fei didn't feel anything wrong at all, and he and Wen Xin had been in the snow for seven days, and the small scar at the base of Wen Xin's leg was also bitten by himself when the pain was unbearable.

It was originally two little guesses, but due to various factors, the two did not meet again until a few days ago, Wen Xin almost died in Lin Fei's hands, and scenes flashed in Lin Fei's mind like movie pictures.

As soon as the picture turned, Lin Fei was in the ice and snow of the Southern Regions, shirtless, struggling to move forward in the snow, his body had already been frozen by the cold wind, his skin was cracked, and his little face and hands were full of frostbite, but he gritted his teeth and insisted.

"Stupid Lin Fei, I'm just talking about playing, what are you doing stupidly undressing? I'm! ā€

A petite figure quickly caught up with Lin Fei, and put a leather coat on Lin Fei's body, but was torn off by the stubborn Lin Fei, and yelled at the petite man: "I don't have to worry about you, you are not my daughter-in-law." ā€

"Stupid, your daughter-in-law doesn't like you at all, do you still want to freeze to death for her?" The petite figure also screamed, "She doesn't like you, I like you, whether you are a waste or not, I will accompany you." ā€

"I don't need to." Ten-year-old Lin Fei stubbornly roared, "I don't need your pity, my life is up to me, I don't care what my master and your grandfather say, it has nothing to do with me!" ā€

"Ning'er!"

The warmth in Lin Fei's mind was replaced by Zhen Ning, when he was ridiculed by Zhen Yuqing as a waste, Zhen Ning was an inch away from himself, as the little princess of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect, Zhen Ning's behavior brought a little dignity to herself, Lin Fei was ten years old at that time, and Zhen Ning was only seven years old.

"Yes, my life is up to me!"

A shout came out of Lin Fei's mind, and with this shout, the true qi of heaven and earth in his body churned sharply, and gradually spread, becoming thicker and stronger, and suddenly, the meridians were bursting, and all the true qi rushed towards the dantian uncontrollably!

"Bo ......" The danzhu in the dantian suddenly shattered, just like the last time, the broken danzhu turned into bursts of true qi, stirring up a terrifying wave in the dantian, like a dragon absorbing water, a rapidly rotating cyclone formed, constantly involving the true qi pouring into the dantian, Lin Fei's body quickly dried up, the muscles lost their elasticity, and the originally handsome face instantly turned into dead bark!

The more rapidly the cyclone in the dantian rotated, the weaker Lin Fei's life characteristics became, and gradually, all vitality disappeared, and the oxygen tank nozzle in his mouth also slipped out of his mouth......