For two nights and one day, Yang Yifeng didn't wake up, and seeing that the fish belly was already white outside the cave, and when dawn came, Yang Yifeng still closed his eyes tightly, without the slightest sign of waking up.

As soon as the morning dawned, it was the last day of the finals, as the backbone of the team, Yang Yifeng's state at this time made Wang Yiming and others anxious, but they were at a loss.

"Big brother, what should we do? Before noon, we will gather at Dragon Tiger Peak and wait for the results, and now Yifeng is still unconscious, and I am worried that the fireworks organization will sentence us out. Yan Dong frowned and asked with a worried face.

"Now, we can only resign ourselves to fate, let everyone prepare, and leave as soon as dawn." Wang Yiming shook his head with a wry smile, and sighed lightly with bloodshot eyes.

For two nights and one day, Wang Yiming barely closed his eyes, and he promised his wife that he would protect Yang Yifeng safe and sound, even if he lost the lives of himself and his brothers.

However, Death Island was in danger several times, but Yang Yifeng relied on his faith and smart mind to get through the difficulties again and again, and led everyone to escape from death. His integrity and kindness not only won the gratitude of the Simon family, but also the friendship of the French team.

In order to create a chance for himself and others to live, Yang Yifeng bravely faced a strong enemy like a congenital master, and did not hesitate to sacrifice his life to protect everyone.

Looking at his eyes closed, his face pale, and his young and delicate face, Wang Yiming's heart was full of pain, he felt ashamed of his wife's entrustment, and even broke his promise, and lost his words again.

Thinking of his wife waiting for him at home, Wang Yiming was tender and tender, his eyes were already full of tears, he didn't know what the unknown ending would be, but he was unwilling to die on Death Island like this.

But after thinking about it, Wang Yiming was deflated again, and went against the fireworks organization, even if he escaped from Death Island, what could he do? On the contrary, it will affect all relatives, brothers, and the whole country, and under the wrath of the fireworks organization, the country will not be a country.

"Brother Wang, it's not too early, let's go." Aimir came to his back at some point, stared at Yang Yifeng who was in a coma for a long time, and said with a heavy face.

"Okay, Princess Amir, this time your French team will definitely become a fireworks messenger, and I hope you can do more for our Huaxia country in the future. Please. Wang Yiming got up and looked at Amir, and after speaking, he turned his head and beckoned the brothers to start packing up and leaving.

Aimir sighed secretly, and glanced at Yang Yifeng, who was lifted by the scholar and others, and didn't know what it was like in his heart, very bitter and sad. She also knows that with Yang Yifeng's current state, I am afraid that she will not be recognized by the fireworks organization.

Originally, with the strength and ability of Yang Yifeng and others, there would definitely be one of the five places this time, but now, the team leader is unconscious, and even if all the members are alive, it is impossible for the fireworks organization to recognize them.

Located in the heart of Dead Island, Dragon Tiger Peak is made up of two peaks facing each other, and between the two mountains, there is a flat land, which is the last place where all the teams gather.

When the group arrived at Longhu Peak, they only saw a few scattered waves of people, and the largest team was the British team, but there were only seven people left.

In addition to these people, there was also a tall and sturdy man with a full beard, like a wild man, covered in patterns, and only a tiger skin skirt made of tiger skin around his waist.

In addition to these people, there was only one man with a gloomy face and a katana in his arms, leaning against a large stone, with an unfathomable demeanor.

In the anxious waiting of everyone, the old man of the haze appeared in front of everyone again with the people from last time.

Casually glancing at the players from all over the world, the old man's gaze fell on Yang Yifeng, who was carried by the scholar and the prodigal son, frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "There are five places this time, but you have more than a dozen teams here, and I only hope to leave five." ”

As soon as the old man's words fell, the savage and the warrior of the Samurai pounced on more than a dozen alliance players, one with bare hands and one with a knife, and in a miserable scream, more than a dozen corpses lay on the ground.

"Very good, this time, because the captain of one of the two teams in Huaxia Country does not know whether he is alive or dead, there are just five teams left, namely the French team, the British team, the Yue team, the African team and a team from Huaxia Country. Except for the people in these five teams, I don't want to see the rest of them alive. The old man hesitated for a moment and spoke.

The savage and the warrior walked over to Wang Yiming and the others again, and the British team also hesitated, and Dursley-Jack led people to surround them.

"Brother Wang, what should I do?" Ximen Wuya's face changed, and she looked at Wang Yiming eagerly and asked.

"Miss Ximen, do what you have to do, fortunately, there are still you in Huaxia Kingdom, we can be blind even if we die." Wang Yiming smiled calmly and bitterly.

"Brother Wang, I'm sorry, but I promise you, if something happens in Huaxia in the future, we in France will never stand idly by." Emile took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice.

Emile was very conflicted in her heart, and she blamed herself, she knew that her French team could survive, thanks to Yang Yifeng and others, if she hadn't had ulterior motives to have to ally with them, maybe Yang Yifeng would not have been seriously injured and unconscious. Now there is only one way in front of him, that is, according to the meaning of the fireworks organization, to encircle and suppress Wang Yiming and others.

For the sake of her country, she was reluctant to do so, but she had no other way.

"Wait, I'm not dead yet."

Suddenly, a weak voice sounded, Yang Yifeng slowly opened his eyes, endured the pain all over his body, sat up from the stretcher, looked at Aimir and said.

"Yifeng (Yang Yifeng)!" Wang Yiming looked at Yang Yifeng who woke up in surprise, and even Aimir pounced with excitement.

"Yang Yifeng, you finally woke up, great, woo woo-" Ximen Wuya was the first to rush to Yang Yifeng's side, her shoulders trembling, and she cried with joy. Even she didn't know that Yang Yifeng's awakening would make her so excited and happy.

Feixue secretly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, staring at Yang Yifeng tightly with a pair of beautiful eyes, and didn't even notice that the short dagger in her hand had fallen to the ground.

"Now is not the time to be happy, you help me down." Yang Yifeng deeply felt everyone's love for him, his eyes swept over the excited faces around him in turn, nodded, and glanced at the scholars and others.

Yang Yifeng's awakening and the savage who were about to make a move and the British team were also stunned on the spot, and the warrior frowned, and the sword he pulled out had to be taken back, he didn't dare to go up alone to find it uncomfortable.

A fine light flashed in the eyes of the old man in the haze, he glanced at the bloody Shuangjiao beside him, and said in a deep voice: "The situation is a bit complicated, I didn't expect that this kid from Huaxia Kingdom would wake up at this time." ”

"Elder, I'm afraid you don't want him to die in your heart." Zijiao smiled faintly and winked at the old man.

"As an elder, I only care about the selection of organizational talents, and I haven't paid attention to whether this kid dies or not." The old man said solemnly.

Pouting her lips, Zijiao approached the black petite beside her disappreciably and whispered: "The elder is duplicitous, obviously he likes that kid from the Huaxia Kingdom, but he refuses to admit it." Otherwise, with his surname, he would have let people do it at this time. ”

"This is called hypocrisy, he must be thinking of a way to win this kid under his hands now, maybe this kid will become a celebrity next to the elder in the future." Hei Jiao still had a calm expression and said lightly.

At this time, Yang Yifeng, supported by scholars and others, took a few steps forward, looked at the old man and others in the haze, and said loudly in a cold sweat: "Old man, since I am not dead, I don't know if I am qualified to become a candidate?" ”

The old man of the haze groaned for a moment, stared at Yang Yifeng for a few moments, and then sneered and said: "The fireworks organization is about rules, as long as the leader is alive, he is naturally qualified, and now because of your awakening, you have become six teams competing for five places, I don't care what you do, I only look at the results." ”

"Thank you." Yang Yifeng bowed to the old man, turned to look at the British captain Jack and said with a smile: "Since you have to destroy a team, only I am the one I hate the most, I don't know what Captain Jack thinks?" ”

"Hehe-, it's exactly what I want, I said that my surname is despicable, and becoming a fireworks messenger with him will make people feel very uncomfortable." Jack smiled, shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

As the two talked, Wang Yiming, Aimir and the others made eye contacts, and the group quickly surrounded the warrior and the savage.

The samurai, whose face changed drastically, looked at the savage eagerly, and along the way, he and the savage also cooperated a lot, and he was in danger, and he hoped that the savage could help him.

The savage's two copper-bell-like eyes rolled, and a bloodthirsty sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and without any nonsense, he blasted at the Samurai with a punch. Apparently he also recognized the situation and knew that he should be on that side.

With the wild man's move, the flying snow also sprang out, and the dagger danced, stabbing into the heart of the samurai.

At the same time, the Sven man beside Emir also reached the back of the Samurai with lightning speed, a cold light flashed in his hand, and the large scalpel slashed into the Samurai's neck.

The samurai's eyes showed a look of despair, barely dodging the attack of the savages, the katana in his hand was too late to unsheath, only to feel a pain in his chest, and then his neck was cold, and he screamed, and half of the katana he pulled out and fell to the ground.

Feixue and Sven Man glanced at each other, and at the same time took a step back, and two bloody arrows erupted from the samurai's chest and neck at the same time, and his body fell straight down.

Seeing that everyone looked at him, the old man said lightly: "This result is very surprising, there has not been a fireworks messenger in Huaxia for a hundred years, but this time there are two at a time, very good, you guys prepare, we will leave the Death Island immediately."