Two days later, Li Xianyi lay on the ground of the fist and foot canyon, his hands moved forward little by little, and the whole person looked like a worm.

The blood on his face had scabbed, and the strands of hair made him look like a ghost.

The hands, which had been completely skinless, climbed forward like a machine under the impetus of willpower.

One leg bent in an eerie posture.

Hit.

Lee Hyun-il was hit hard against the enemy's four-rank kangaroo.

Originally, everything was still able to be maintained, but in the end the sword broke.

He was seriously injured by the two punches of the kangaroo, and one leg was trampled on by the kangaroo who left to chase Zhou Ting and the two.

After being unconscious for two days, Li Xianyi crawled forward unwillingly.

"To live... can still live..."Li Xianyi has been cheering himself up along the way.

But the last bit of strength in the body is constantly passing.

Li Xianyi crawled and crawled, and two lines of tears remained.

Tianjiao, do you count?

But I'm a warrior.

Chinese warriors.

Didn't die on the battlefield, died in this fist and foot canyon where birds don't, died at the hands of a strange beast.

Li Xianyi's heart is tormented, the whole person is about to collapse, and death is just around the corner.

The will to survive is constantly declining.

The pain of breaking the bones of the body also appears from time to time, eating away at the will that is already on the verge of collapse.

When Li Xianyi stopped climbing forward, he tried to look up at the sky.

A drop of water fell squarely on Li Xianyi's face.

Then the rain fell.

Li Xianyi's whole person looked particularly bleak.

Yang Tian roared angrily, and vented his last strength as much as he could.

He shouted angrily: "I don't accept it... It shouldn't have been this death..."

When the roar is over.

Under the pouring rain, there was only a low sobbing voice from Li Xianyi.

When the heavy rain stopped, Li Xianyi, who was already about to lose his breath, had red eyes and revived again, and the whole person was like a demon returning from hell.

The blood on his body had been washed away by the heavy rain.

The original handsome face leaked out again, but there was no longer the arrogance of being a sword in the magic capital on his face, and there was no longer the pride of being a Chinese warrior.

Some are just endless resentment.

As he climbed, he said, "Why, why me? I stayed to stop it, why didn't anyone come to help me... It's all a lie... Live! Live!!"

When the strength gained from the last return to light was exhausted, Li Xianyi completely stopped his steps to survive.

The whole person closed his eyes with a hideous expression.

......

"Let's go...," Xie Sihua roared angrily.

then threw Zhou Ting out, and the whole person rushed to the rear.

In two days, Zhou Ting's injuries have recovered a little with the help of healing medicine, although she is not yet able to fight, but she can barely walk independently.

It was almost the entrance of the passage.

But the four-grade kangaroo chased after him.

When Xie Sihua found out that the kangaroo in the rear was coming, the whole person went crazy.

After throwing Zhou Ting into the air, he rushed to the rear desperately.

When Xie Sihua, who was bare-handed, appeared in front of the kangaroo, Xie Sihua saw the wisps of blood on the kangaroo's body and the red-dyed fur.

There are no wounds on the kangaroo, so where this blood comes from, it goes without saying.

Xie Sihua closed his eyes in pain, and when he opened them again, Xie Sihua burst out with the highest fighting intent for the first time in his life, and the whole person was like a sharp sword, with the belief that he was either dead or injured, and rushed towards the kangaroo who was not his opponent at all.

Zhou Ting was thrown to the grass in front of her by Xie Sihua.

Zhou Ting, who was already in tears, looked at the entrance of the passage that was not far away, and there were still a few kilometers at most, and murmured: "I can't go back... Yang Fan... Where are you? I miss you!"

After the words were finished, Zhou Ting struggled to stand up, did not run forward, turned around and staggered towards the place where Xie Sihua and the kangaroo were fighting.

Li Xianyi is already dead, and Xie Sihua is about to die, so why should he go back? What face do you have to go back?

The Chinese warriors did not give up on their comrades and fled for their lives.

Chinese warriors will not flee without a fight...

When Xie Sihua was punched by a kangaroo and broke his arm, Zhou Ting finally walked into the battle circle.

Then, in Xie Sihua's frightened eyes, he launched a deathly charge towards the kangaroo!

......

Fist and Foot Fortress.

Yang Fan, who was playing a computer game with Bixin, suddenly felt his heart skip a beat.

A not-so-good feeling slowly surfaced in my mind.

At first, Yang Fan didn't care about him, but it didn't take long for this feeling to become very strong, and Yang Fan's whole mood became more and more depressed.

This is not a whim when there is danger, this feeling Yang Fan has never experienced, as if there is a sad emotion filling his body.

"I won...," Bi Xin suddenly shouted from the side.

I saw that on the computer screen, the virtual character controlled by Bixin knocked out the virtual character controlled by Yang Fan.

Yang Fan ignored Bi Xin, who was showing off on the side, pushed the chair, and stood up directly.

Walking to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, Yang Fan looked at the outside world.

There are no particularly tall buildings in the fist and foot fortress, everything is mainly practical, and the building height is generally three to four floors.

There were no entertainment facilities in the whole fortress, and everyone seemed to be in good order.

Not far from the Fist and Foot Fortress is the Fist and Foot Canyon, Yang Fan looked into the distance, although he couldn't see clearly, but he could also see an outline.

"Bixin, I don't feel very good..."Yang Fan said with some melancholy.

"Don't mind, I'll win you soon, it's a big deal to let you fight back!" Bi Xin said helplessly as she sat on the chair.

What, this product has won itself for a day, and it has only won a handful, is this goods like this... The heart is too small!

Yang Fan shook his head and said, "No, I feel a sudden sadness in my heart, I don't know why, I'm a little sad... I've never felt this way!"

After listening to Yang Fan's words, Bixin stood up thoughtfully, walked to Yang Fan's side, frowned and said, "Only do you feel it?"

"Well, I just feel it!" Yang Fan responded.

"Do you have any relatives?" asked Bi Xin, somewhat uncertain.

"I'm an orphan, where did I come from..."Yang Fan said self-deprecatingly.

But after finishing speaking, Yang Fan paused for a moment, and the whole person seemed to think of something.

Then he looked at Bixin in disbelief and stammered, "What do you mean?"

Bi Xin sighed and said, "Alas... I've felt this way before.

In the Great War of the Ancients, my parents also fought out of the Chaos Heaven with their master, and then they never returned.

That's how I felt when they died in battle, and I suddenly felt sad and wanted to cry.

We all know that practitioners have something called a whim.