Yuan Qingyang tilted his head slightly, flashing the stones that Meng Feibai threw at her.

She was furious, and her injuries were so severe that she didn't want to take even a small stone.

"Boy, you and this crazy woman make me very angry, I originally wanted to leave you a way to live, but since you are bent on death, then I will send you on the road first."

Yuan Qingyang looked at Meng Feibai with the sockets of the black hole, and jumped towards Meng Feibai step by step.

Meng Feibai: "......"

I'm scared, but I want to laugh.

He took a deep breath and forced a smile, admonishing himself to calm down as he waved twice a piece of steel bars he had just found on the side of the road.

I'm a professionally trained artist, and no matter how funny things are, I won't laugh!

"Click, click, click."

Under the moonlight, on the silent stone road, there was only the sound of Yuan Qingyang "hurrying" for a while.

Meng Feibai pursed his lips tightly, he couldn't stand it anymore, he felt that if he continued like this, he would lose his sense of battle when he couldn't wait for Yuan Qingyang to jump in front of him.

The fire of war that he had clearly ignited with great difficulty could not be extinguished because of a bouncing skeleton.

"Whew..."

He exhaled a long breath, tightened the iron rod in his hand, shouted, and rushed towards Yuan Qingyang.

Seeing Meng Feibai take the initiative to rush towards him, Yuan Qingyang immediately stopped, and let go of a long sigh of relief, the short few seconds just now were almost the peak of shame in her life.

Fortunately, I can't see my expression now, and I can't see my blush, otherwise I might have jumped two steps, and I would have turned around and ran away because I couldn't stand the shame.

Meng Feibai rushed to Yuan Qingyang's side in two steps, and raised the iron rod in his hand high.

Yuan Qingyang took a moment to raise her right arm that turned into a bone spear to block, she didn't have much strength anymore, although Meng Feibai's movements were slow like a snail in her eyes, but her speed of action was also greatly reduced, and she couldn't take the lead in piercing Meng Feibai's body when he attacked her.

However, to her surprise, Meng Feibai, who had already rushed in front of her and raised the iron bar, suddenly squatted, and a lazy donkey rolled under her missing left leg, and then, a crisp knocking sound sounded.

"Damn, it's so hard!"

Meng Feibai smashed a stick into Yuan Qingyang's calf bone joint, and then his hands were numb from the force of the shock.

He hurriedly kicked his feet forward, and behind him, there was another crunch.

It was the sound of Yuan Qingyang's bone spear stabbing into the ground.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous."

Meng Feibai got up from the ground and ran out again for a long distance before he dared to look back.

Looks like the plan to make her incapacitated has failed...

"Boy, you can't hurt me."

Yuan Qingyang pulled out the bone spear that went deep into the ground and said slowly.

"Youkai, you can't catch up with me."

Meng Feibai stood with a stick in his hand, his face full of righteousness.

"Hehe, in that case, why don't we stop the war?"

Under the moonlight, Yuan Qingyang stood there lifeless and spoke.

Hearing this, Meng Feibai glanced at Ling Mingyue not far behind him, and hesitated a little.

I had already sent out a distress signal just now, but I didn't know when the rescue team would arrive, I could continue to pester Yuan Qingyang to prevent her from escaping, but what if the rescue team came late, and Ling Mingyue would already be dead by then?

While staring at Yuan Qingyang's figure, he struggled in his heart.

Yuan Qingyang, who was standing not far from him, suddenly said as if he had guessed Meng Feibai's thoughts:

"You can think about it, that crazy woman behind you doesn't have that much time."

Meng Feibai pursed his lips tightly when he heard this, and after glancing at Ling Mingyue who was like a dead man not far away, he said with difficulty:

"Okay, as you say, you can go."

"Hehehehe, a smart decision, but I've always been reluctant to turn my back on the enemy, so it's better for you to take that crazy woman first, you can see my current state, and I can't threaten you."

"This..."

Meng Feibai felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find a reason to refute it.

"Well, hopefully we won't see each other again."

In the end, he decided not to grind foreign labor with Yuan Qingyang, and it was better to take Ling Mingyue away as soon as possible to find a place for treatment.

He walked quickly to Ling Mingyue's side, looking at her as if she was a bloody person, he couldn't help frowning, and then a burst of anger rose in his heart, and he turned his head and glared at Yuan Qingyang, who was motionless like a skeleton model.

"Don't look at me, I have long persuaded her to make a truce, but she didn't listen to it and had to use the trick of ending up together."

Yuan Qingyang didn't open his mouth, but Meng Feibai still heard her voice clearly.

Oops, this monster recovers itself so fast!

Meng Feibai's heart tightened, he couldn't care about glaring at him anymore, he quickly bent down, carefully picked up Ling Mingyue's body, and then ran quickly in the direction of the downtown area.

Sister Ling, you have to hold on, you must not die in my arms, otherwise I will jump into the Yellow River and I will not be able to wash it.

Meng Feibai ran as smoothly as possible, while complaining in his heart.

A joy for the rest of his life after the catastrophe is slowly breaking through the ground in his heart.

Suddenly, he heard a breaking sound, and the next second, there was a sharp pain in his right leg.

"Ahh

He let out a painful cry, his body couldn't help but fall forward, and at the last moment he landed, he forcibly twisted his body and let himself fall on his back to the ground, only then did he slowly let go and let Ling Mingyue roll off his arms.

"Hehehehe, hahahaha, silly boy, how could I let you run away, even if I die, I have to pull you to be buried with me!"

Meng Feibai endured the sharp pain in his right leg, glanced at Yuan Qingyang, who was jumping towards him step by step in the distance, and then at the snow-white ribs that ran through his right leg, and a touch of despair appeared in his eyes.

That's it.

There's no way to participate in tomorrow's recording.

“......”

Looking at Yuan Qingyang, who was approaching quickly, Meng Feibai couldn't wait to give himself a big mouth.

"What the hell am I thinking? ...”

At such a critical moment, the first thing I thought about was tomorrow's game.

"So, in the end, I'm still so useless, no one can save me..."

He smiled bitterly and glanced at Ling Mingyue, who was silent, and couldn't help but think of Jia Junjie, who also died in front of him.

"Hold your breath... Gather your breath in your chest..."

Just as he was about to close his eyes to welcome the arrival of death, he suddenly heard Ling Mingyue's weak and intermittent voice.

"What did you say?"

He opened his eyes and looked at Ling Mingyue beside him.

"Your glasses... It's the amplifier... Concentration... Pull... It's mine... Sword..."

Ling Mingyue's voice gradually lowered until it fell silent again.

"Concentration? Draw your sword? ”

Meng Feibai repeated in a low voice, raised his head suddenly, and said blankly:

"But, I won't..."