Xu Cong flew in the sky and did not dare to land. Even if the blood fell like a thin line, Xu Cong fanned his arms desperately, trying to get as far away from the ground as possible and be as safe as possible.

He was worried that Feng Chuan was chasing down at a fast pace, and in fact, Feng Chuan was indeed approaching.

Is flying faster than running?

This is usually the case, but there are also scoring situations. For example, Xu Cong, who was injured at such a moment, couldn't shake off the running Feng Chuan. Feng Chuan was whistling in the night, he raised his head, and vaguely saw something in the air.

Is that him?

Although he is not 100% sure, Feng Chuan knows that he will not be wrong.

Xu Cong panicked.

Every time I waved my arm, the wound was tearing and painful. The untreated wounds undoubtedly became more and more injured under such circumstances, and the blood flowing from the inside could not be stopped at all.

Hang on!

Xu Cong gritted his teeth and ordered himself, but now Xu Cong's head was groggy, and he seemed to have a fever. Enlargement of the wound and fever are very dangerous signs.

However, Xu Cong didn't dare to stop, and he didn't dare to land easily. Taking a deep breath of the night air, Xu Cong turned his head to look at the ground. Under the street lamp, there seems to be a figure running wildly, and the distance between the figure and Xu Cong is really not far.

Is that bastard Feng Chuan?

Yes, right.

Xu Cong asked himself in his heart. He seems to be suffering from auditory and visual hallucinations, and if conservatively estimated, he may not be able to fly for a few more minutes.

Bite~

At this critical moment, Xu Cong suddenly thought of a way. He decided to escape from the route that was difficult to catch up with in Fengchuan, and the so-called difficult to catch up line, rivers, traffic, and hillsides were undoubtedly better choices.

Soon, Xu Cong picked the gurgling river across the Star Capital City. Without any hesitation at the moment, Xu Cong flew away.

Feng Chuan was still chasing, and his raised neck was already sour. When he saw Xu Cong turn around, Feng Chuan's heart trembled, it seemed that that guy had changed his escape route.

Continuing to boil sharp, Feng Chuan ran quickly. With the blessing of the No. 1 dome, the sharp qi in Feng Chuan's body is not a problem, but after running for too long, the rest of his body can't keep up.

His steps were slightly heavy, though there was little anomalous on the surface.

Crossing the street and crossing the lawn, Feng Chuan suddenly found that the birdmen flying in the air were running towards the river.

It's hard.

Feng Chuan had already chased to the side of the embankment, looked at the vague shadow, and then looked at the bridge in the distance. He wondered, will he continue to chase?

If you chase, do you swim directly across the river, or run across the river from the bridge?

Feng Chuan lowered his head and thought about it, but when he raised his head after a while, he found that the blurred shadow in the air had actually disappeared.

No way......

Feng Chuan's eyes widened, and he used the Hope Qi technique. However, there was no shadow in his eyes, and he was not able to perceive the energy of time and space within the range of the Qi Gaze Technique.

What about the outlaw flying to the other side of the river so quickly? Or maybe it's straight into the middle of the river?

The likelihood of both is half to half.

Feng Chuan shook his head, he didn't expect that tonight's absurd farce would end in this way. He was unwilling, pacing back and forth along the river embankment, but unfortunately he waited for a long time and did not find anything abnormal.

Helpless, Feng Chuan had no choice but to take out his mobile phone and call Zoanna.

Zoanna was driving, and after saying a few words, she handed her mobile phone to Cheng Qingyan. Feng Chuan actually had a lot of questions that he wanted to ask Cheng Qingyan clearly, but now it was too late, and Feng Chuan asked Cheng Qingyan to go back and rest early.

"When I get home, I'll try to remember tonight's clues and find a blank piece of paper to write down." Cheng Qingyan said.

As a younger sister, she can guess her brother's thoughts, and her way of dealing with it is not delayed in both aspects.

"Thank you for your hard work." Feng Chuan is heartfelt.

"But when I hand you that blank piece of paper, I hope you can tell me why you're so strong, it's okay to fall from the twenty-fifth floor." Cheng Qingyan lowered his voice.

"He can fly." Next to her, Zoanna made a joke. In fact, Zhuo Anna also wanted to find out what method she used to escape when Feng Chuan fell.

"I promise you." Feng Chuan said seriously.

Tonight's sudden incident made Feng Chuan's bad premonition stronger and stronger. Perhaps the situation of the Space-Time River is much more serious than it seems.

Assuming that the Creator no longer exists, and assuming that the future is difficult to control, how to protect the important people around them, or let them learn to protect themselves, becomes especially crucial.

Feng Chuan looked up at the moon and the starry sky, and walked back. His Audi A6 was still parked in the Tianxi Building, where three dead people fell, and it would be a problem to assume that evidence was left behind.

……

Xu Cong thought he was finished.

His wounds were torn, and the pain left him no longer strong enough to fly. After prostration, he fell from mid-air to the bottom of the river. The river flooded his mouth and nose at an unbelievable speed, and Xu Cong symbolically flipped a few times, and then he could no longer move.

"Woo~"

Xu Cong couldn't breathe. The scars left by the hollowing knife and the fall from falling in mid-air made Xu Cong feel unbearable. He used to have good swimming skills, but now he can't use it at all, and can only fall slowly.

Finished.

Xu Cong's eyes couldn't see, his nose couldn't breathe, and his mind was cloudy. He felt like he was about to die, and this feeling was even stronger than when he was lying in a bed at Kangya Hospital.

Although he was very unwilling, Xu Cong still sank to the bottom.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a man in pajamas jumped into the river. He did not jump from the riverbank, but stepped on the void and came to the place where Xu Cong fell into the water.

The man in the pajamas used to not be able to swim, but now he swims fast, like a big fish; Originally, he wouldn't have stepped into the air, but just now, like magic, he stepped on the air and came to the middle of the river.

The reason for this is very simple, it was the soul of the hidden lord Paul who took away the man's body.

When Feng Chuan quickly chased after Xu Cong, the man in the pajamas had already fallen asleep, and the hidden lord Paul picked him up nearby, and chose him randomly, nothing special.

Paul dives into the river and soon finds Xu Cong underwater. He carried Xu Cong on one shoulder and quickly surfaced.

Rubbing his eyes and looking around, Paul chose to move closer to the riverbank. Urging the sharp qi in his body, Paul quickly carried Xu Cong to the shore.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Paul punched Xu Cong's chest, and with each beating, Xu Cong spit out thick river water from his mouth. Paul had already taken off Xu Cong's mask and looked at the young man.

I never saw him in my memory, and I never heard of such a person. But why is it that young people faintly exude unprecedented unique space-time energy?

Although, these space-time energies have become very weak at the moment, as faint as a gossamer.

Paul boiled sharp qi and used it to treat Xu Cong. The sharp qi quickly entered Xu Cong's body, but those space-time energies rejected Paul's sharp energy, as if the two were inherently incompatible.