I listened to the sound of my neck bones and my head turned down again.

I only hope that Cao Yu can protect Ning Le Buwan, as long as these two women don't have an accident, even if I die here, it's no problem.

I don't think I'll be able to go back to the Scarlet Round Table Chamber if I'm killed by this sword, and as long as I can get back, I'm not really dead.

"Boom"

A white pillar fell from the top of my head, and the scorching-hot mist completely enveloped me, and the clothes on my body were rolled up in an instant.

My hair smelled burnt, my skin was slightly hot, and the roll-perm hit me layer by layer.

I couldn't lift my head, I didn't know what was going on around me, I felt like I was in flames, my eyes couldn't see, my ears couldn't hear.

How could it be, it would be like this?

If Xiao Mo shot at me, wouldn't it be a gray mist that should be chilling? How can it be so hot?

I didn't know that the white mist in the town was rushing down, and I didn't know that the first people I encountered, who were willing to be drilled into the body by the bone snake, walked into the flames one by one, creating more white mist.

"Whew"

The gray mist in the ground frantically squeezed over, and a lot of palms stretched out from the mist, and the palms frantically tore at the white mist.

The palm of the hand was on the white mist, leaving a series of pitch-black palm prints, engulfing the white mist.

The white mist didn't change anything, it didn't fight against the gray mist like in a small town, it just swirled around me.

"Ah......h

Severe pain came from all over my body, my clothes began to turn powdered, and my skin began to bubble.

I lowered my head and could see that my skin was full of blisters.

The blisters start out translucent, gradually turn red, and then purple and black again.

"Smack"

The blisters exploded, and patches of purple-black pus burst out.

The purple-black pus was only half cut out, and it was dried by the heat, and it stuck to my skin like flesh and blood.

Behind the cracked blister, the skin was roasted, and scarlet blood gushed out, and in an instant it was roasted into a blood cocoon.

It hurts, it's hot, it's the most real pain, it makes me tremble like crazy.

The weight of my brain made me open my mouth and inhale hard.

I was like a drowning man, struggling in the water, my mouth wide open, trying to breathe every breath of oxygen that would keep me alive.

It's the feeling my head gives me, but my body gives me another feeling.

What my body felt was the heat-heat, the heat of the rolling-scalding-scalding, constantly steaming and roasting me, I was like being completely surrounded by flames, like a fish being grilled, watching my body skin bloom and watching my blood dry up.

Two extremely contradictory feelings, frantically entangled in my body.

"It's really embarrassing to die like this."

I muttered, looked at the sword in my hand, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Unexpectedly, I got this sword in the end, and I was supposed to win the game, but I was trapped and died here, roasted to death.

Why didn't the Scarlet Round Table take us away? Do you really want to watch us die? Xiao Mo has obviously trampled on the rules, why didn't he come out to stop it?

The Scarlet Round Table is my enemy, no, it should be some enemy, he is no longer human.

There are a lot of hidden secrets that I don't know, including maybe about my background.

Since the last time I heard him talk to the Joker, I've guessed something.

Now that he's being held here, I should have known that I'm still hungry for the Scarlet Round Table to get me back, it's ridiculous.

"Boom"

The temperature around me rose again, and I could hear the sound of my body exploding, and the blood exploding one by one.

The scarlet blood landed on the blade and was absorbed by the blade again.

Damn, Lao Tzu is dying, and you are still sucking Lao Tzu's blood.

Looking down, I saw the chest - bursting, where the chest was cracked, I could see the bones of Bai Sensen.

I believe that few people can see their own sternum, the heart beats inside the breastbone, and I can see my bright red heart.

Last look before you die? If I can see my own heart, I can be regarded as a place to die.

"Wow"

The stomach is cracked, and the blood is mixed with the intestines and flows to the ground.

Does it hurt?

No, I don't feel anything anymore, I'm out of pain.

It was as if I was watching someone else's stomach crack, watching blood flow all over the floor, and watching the internal organs flow.

Although it feels like I'm watching from the sidelines, in fact, these things still flow out of my body, and all I can see is a small piece of my chest.

"Cao Taiyi, are you dead?"

I don't know where the voice came from, and I don't know who was calling me, and my head went down again.

I'm not dead, I'm still alive, but I'm speechless, it's no different from being dead.

Who's calling me, me, can I take a look?

I wanted to take a look, I wanted to take another look, and I tried to lift my head up, but it still didn't work, my head was too heavy, and I wanted to die of it.

I wish I could die now, I really don't want to go on like this.

But no, I'm still suffering, slowly steaming and roasting.

I was like a live fish, roasted little by little by a scorching flame, and all the water in my body was dried out of it.

The blood that flowed just now is being sucked by the sword.

"Click"

There was a chill on the left, and the chill almost froze me.

Fire and ice?

When this chill poured in, the cracked body on my left, which had been a wound that had been burned by the heat, was invaded by the cold this time.

I can't find words to describe the pain, all I can do is tremble, and the heaviness in my head has become blank.

Because what I feel right now is only the pain in the left side of my body, only the pain, as if I am being overshadowed.

"Cao Taiyi ......"

Someone else called out to me, and I could hear it, but I couldn't even open my eyes.

The left was cold, the right was scorching-hot, and two clouds of mist split me in two.

Fortunately, I was numb, and to be honest, I wondered why I was still alive, and I felt like I should die a few times just because of the bleeding.

But I'm not dead, I'm still tormented in ice and fire.

At the same time, I didn't hear anyone else's voices anymore, and everything seemed to be far away from me.

Is death coming?

This death should be the deepest feeling I felt, and I clearly felt that my body was gradually losing its vitality.

"Click"

My left eye became dark, first it was scorching hot, and after suffering from extreme cold, my eyes could not bear it normally.

"Smack"

A hand pressed against the top of my head, and a bloodstained, grinning face came to me.

Blood-dripping man?

"You're not dead, are you? You don't want to die, I worked hard to make such a big scene for you, if you die, I won't play for nothing? ”

The blood-dripping man squatted in front of me with a grin, pulled my right eye away with a force, and saw my glaring gaze, so he smiled and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that I'm not dead, I'll discuss something with you next, what will happen to me with your body?" ”

"You, why, why did you do this? I already trust you so much, I regard you as my most trusted friend, why do you ......"