The cold, cold wind, piercing bones, the breath exhaled into his lungs seemed to be ignited, Qin Hao felt that his internal organs were rubbed against sandpaper, and the hot pain made his eyes widen. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The black and white magatama shimmers with the brilliance of the gaze.

In the air were sparks at high speed, as if they were split vertically by a knife that crossed the sky, and in the two halves of the clear blue sky was a dazzling red, a black shadow, and the unstoppable speed of justice rushed to the ground!

Fall!

400 meters!

And even more desperate than the storm is the earth beneath the firmament, the hard, sharp branches, spread out in a chilling manner, as if swallowing up all vivid colors.

300 meters!

The rough earthy parachute was finally ignited by friction, and the red flame burned rapidly, and a crack in the middle quickly expanded in all directions as if it had been corroded by magma.

The raging air, through the mouth, made a tearing sound mercilessly, Qin Hao's face sank, and his hands immediately let go, not letting the flames sweep over him.

Smack!

The cloak hit the air, making the sound of a whip hitting the concrete, and Qin Hao's speed suddenly increased by 3 points.

200 meters!

100 meters!

Now is the time!

Qin Hao's body suddenly curled up into a ball, and before he landed, he was already spinning on its own in the air, like a spinning top spinning at high speed, and the surrounding air seemed to be linked, forming a spherical air wall.

There was a loud bang, and the pop fell to the ground!

The powerful recoil force came from his back, and the feather coat immediately shattered into rags, Qin Hao's back hurt, and he didn't know how many bones and muscles he had torn in an instant.

The hard, uneven rock formation was washed open a round hole, and countless pieces of rubble splashed from the hole to both sides like mud chips, revealing a 10-meter-square, bottomless hole in the ground, as if a steel needle had pierced a hole in the ground.

Boom!

"Slash the Polar Wave!"

The dull echo was soon drowned out by a violent explosion, and a red spinning top stained red with blood burst out of the surface, slammed into the air, and then fell again, bounced up, and fell again.

The limbs seemed to be all falling apart, Qin Hao spat out a mouthful of unstoppable blood in his mouth, and the whole person slowly rolled to the ground, gradually spreading out his stiff limbs, and slumped on the ground on all fours.

"I'm still alive!"

The pain in his body, as if his body had been minted, and the pervasive pinprick sensation swept through every cell of his body, incomparably incomparably telling his consciousness the fact that he was still alive.

Qin Hao grinned, a mouthful of scarlet blood erupted from his mouth, and he looked at the feather coat that was still floating and burning in the air, revealing a sour smile.

Ahem!

Qin Hao coughed violently twice, spit out the blood in his chest, the whole person's thinking was clearer, he stretched out his right hand with difficulty, and touched his body like a rag doll.

Fortunately, they were all skin injuries, broken bones, torn muscles all over the body, and the most serious was three narrow openings in the back, and the blood flowed nonstop.

Fortunately, none of them were fatal injuries, which was already better than the best ending he expected.

A few miles away, there was a sea of red fire, and the flower butterflies were stuck upside down on the ground, revealing only the jagged fractures of their tails, which crackled and flashed with electric arcs, and every now and then there was a slight explosion.

Stiffly twisted his neck twice, and his body was full of numbness, which was the cells, bones, and muscles beginning to slowly repair.

"At this rate, it will take about three days and three nights."

Although the injury this time was not life-threatening, there were too many wounds, and his physique had to be well recuperated for a while.

Unless he uses a pirated resurrection technique - to upgrade and resurrect in situ with full blood and blue, otherwise, in the past three days, Qin Hao still has to find a place to recuperate.

"Get out of here first!"

Such a big movement of the plane crash will definitely attract the curiosity of many people, if he continues to stay here, will something bad happen, Qin Hao is not willing to take this risk.

Relying on the good thoughts of others to rely on one's own life is not Qin Hao's style.

Qin Hao's eyes were cold, and through the firelight in the distance, he could vaguely see some beating figures approaching rapidly, faster than he imagined, but when he thought about it, it was not strange that it was a military town close to this place after all.

Layers of small black insects spread out from the wounds on Qin Hao's body, piling up under him, like a ball of quicksand, slowly lifting Qin Hao up and floating towards a forest in the distance.

In the center of the red sea of fire, a pile of fragmented metal was stubbornly supported in the flames, and several black iron boots stepped on it, making a creaking sound, stepping the metal fragments into the scorched ground of the fire.

"The plane crashed, interesting, did you find a living person?"

A man in red armor and a black helmet mask asked clearly, inferring from his slightly cold voice, he didn't seem to be very old.

"Captain, no living person was found, not a single corpse."

Several soldiers wearing helmet masks were scrutinizing the remains of the Flower Butterfly, their armor not as bright and elaborate as the captain's, but it was just as strong enough to keep them out from the flames.

"Not a single body?"

"Nope!"

"What about the supplies on the aircraft? There's always something on a big aircraft. The captain gently clenched the long knife in his hand.

Several soldiers glanced at each other, although they were through the masks, but the expressions under the masks must have been very suspicious, "No, empty, nothing." ”

"Oh?"

The captain kicked open a metal door panel on the ground, and raised his hand to hold up the red mask on his face, revealing a young, dark face underneath.

Several soldiers stopped talking, and their bodies seemed to feel a coldness, and they all trembled, and they could see that these soldiers seemed to be a little afraid of this young captain.

The captain touched his hook-like nose, a pair of narrow eyes narrowed into a slit, his inverted triangular lips opened slightly, and ordered: "Search again, such a big flying machine, there is nothing, did he fall for nothing, if you can't find it, expand the scope of search." ”

"Whoa!"

Several black-armored soldiers took the order, and left the captain who was standing still like a fly, and scattered, most of them re-penetrated into the interior of the flower butterfly, but the other two soldiers rushed out of the sea of fire and searched for it in the distance, and the direction in which they were moving was coincidentally the location where Qin Hao fell.

"This way. This pit still smells of blood! ”

"There are no corpses, they are alive."

The soldier on the right suddenly took out a metal leech from his bosom and threw it to the ground, and the fist-sized leech jumped into the hole, and after a while, jumped out of the hole and flew towards the woods in the distance, and the two soldiers behind him hurriedly followed.