The wind and sand blew away the blood of the wilderness.

Ravine and scorch marks all over the place, a pale-skinned man, covered in blood, lay in the wilderness.

The black hair was stained with blood, a pair of black eyes were as transparent as glass, and the eyelashes were long and indifferently on the eyelids.

With a straight nose, simple facial features, and even a slender neck, there is no place for men who are not beautiful, and the almost perfect face is as fragile as crystal, and like an indifferent and handsome angel.

His delicate and white throat was pierced by someone, leaving a penetrating wound, as if he had been pushed to death on the ground.

Fu Jingyu's dark eyes looked at the sky full of yellow sand, reflecting the gray sky.

The neck was pierced, not a single rib on the body was intact, the heart was beating slowly, and there was no blood to transport.

He seemed to be dying.

And not suffering because death is coming.

On the contrary, his eyes were full of disgust.

He wanted to die.

Outright death.

The dust of the wilderness howled.

The wind and sand buried him layer by layer, leaving only a faint breath under the thin sand, and the light one seemed to disappear at any time.

But he's not going to die.

Even if the flesh is strangled into pieces, and then I open my eyes, I feel clearly that the bones are regenerated, and the flesh and blood are entangled with the bones, becoming a new body.

That's to live again.

*

"Are you okay? Still alive? ”

A soft voice rang out.

Before he fell into a complete coma, Fu Jingyu felt a pair of gentle hands.

She brushed the sand from his face, dug him out of the sand, and tore his clothes apart.

It's really bad, or was discovered by humans. 137

Fu Jingyu vaguely saw the woman...... It's supposed to be a girl, right?

The complexion is porcelain white, and it seems to be milky.

A pair of black eyes stared at him anxiously, as if she was sad to see him hurt.

"Don't die, don't die, Fu Jingyu!" She tugged at the hem of his shirt, her fingertips spilling white light, pumping into his body.

A warm feeling poured into the body, as if it warmed all the cold blood.

Fu Jingyu felt the wound heal, and the blood gushed out of his heart, warming his whole body.

Heal his wounds and get more flesh?

Fu Jingyu...... Don't sleep. ”

Fu Jingyu looked at those eyes and smiled indifferently, the broken ribs in his chest pierced his lungs, and his throat bone was also shattered.

Blood gushed out of the mouth, stained with the woman's healing hands pressed against his throat bone.

"You'd better get some sleep first."

A hand stained with white light covered his eyes.

"Sleep." The woman said in a low voice.

Fu Jingyu's eyelids were very heavy, and he finally lost consciousness.

*

A transparent shroud of light shrouded City A.

A small town that was not prosperous before the end of the world, but now it has become a big base in the end times.

The old tube building is particularly lively today.

"If you want me to say, then Fu Jingyu must be dead this time, the Flame Mercenary Regiment has sent three squads, one of which is still the strength of the ninth order. No matter how powerful Fu Jingyu is, he is only a ninth-order powerhouse, how can he beat so many people? ”

"Hey, that's because you haven't seen that demon king, I met it once in the wilderness, a team of sixth-order supernatural beings, just wanted to move Fu Jingyu, Fu Jingyu glanced at it, and just glanced at it...... A squad of people all fell, and the body, dry and shriveled, had no blood at all, and all evaporated! ”

"It's all evaporated? How? Someone asked.

"If I knew, I wouldn't be a Blood Demon anymore?" Xiao Fan, a third-order earth-based powerhouse, snorted.