"Sister, give me some more hints, can you remove a wrong option?"

Looking at Yuan Qingyang, who was already very close to him, Meng Feibai couldn't help but whisper eagerly. However, Ling Mingyue's words just now had exhausted all her vitality, and Meng Feibai could even feel that the anger in her body was rapidly dissipating, which made him even more impatient.

"So, as long as you can pull out her sword, right?"

He wiped a handful of sweat oozing from his forehead, closed his eyes and began to try to hold his breath as Ling Mingyue said just now.

"Oh? Resigned to your fate? ”

After a while, Yuan Qingyang's voice came. Meng Fei opened his eyes dejectedly and looked at her eyes like an abyss.

"I wanted to talk to you a little longer, but I seem to smell the stench of the Purifier, so..."

Yuan Qingyang, who was in a good mood, said as he pulled out the ribs that ran through Meng Feibai's right leg.

Meng Feibai let out a muffled snort and looked at Yuan Qingyang with tears in his eyes.

The excitement isn't enough, a little more, a little more!

He remembered the last time he had hit Cindy hard, it seemed to have exploded a moment before he died.

At that time, I was completely discouraged, and I only thought about leaving her a little wound before I died.

So, whether it's useful this time or not, your chance is only for a moment.

That is, the moment she killed herself.

"Tsk, the eyes are good, don't worry, I'm not a waste of food, after I kill you, I will take you and this crazy woman away immediately, and when you get to a safe place, you can meet again in my belly."

Speaking of this, Yuan Qingyang turned his head slightly to look at the alley behind him.

"Alright, that's it for the farewell ceremony, die, stinky little ghost!"

She raised the bone spear that her ribs turned into and stabbed at Meng Feibai's chest like lightning.

Now is the time!

Meng Feibai put all his attention on Yuan Qingyang's right hand, and found that he could catch her movements, so when Yuan Qingyang stabbed out the bone spear, he moved his body slightly, and then got up suddenly.

"Poof."

The snow-white bone spear pierced Meng Feibai's body and stopped him from getting up at the same time, but because of Meng Feibai's evasive action in advance, it didn't pierce his heart.

Blood kept flowing from the corners of Meng Feibai's mouth, and he pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing his blood-stained teeth.

"Ha, ha, ha."

He was laughing, and after almost paying the price with his life, he finally grasped Ling Mingyue's sword hilt that was exposed beyond Yuan Qingyang's eye sockets. A pale cyan stream of air poured out through his pierced back, but more than that, it surged up his brain, and then down the stream, converging on his right hand holding the hilt of his sword.

"You! ...”

Yuan Qingyang closed her mouth as soon as she said a word, she realized that now was not the time to speak, although she didn't know what changes had occurred in Meng Feibai's body, but no matter what changes had occurred, it would be useless to die, so she quickly pulled out the bone spear that pierced Meng Feibai's body, and then stabbed towards his head.

"Eat my old Meng Yijian!"

However, Meng Feibai's speed was faster, he opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood on Yuan Qingyang's face, and then let out a miserable cry, he forcefully pulled out the long sword in Yuan Qingyang's left eye socket, and then stabbed into her right eye socket with her terrible scream.

"Ah!!h

Yuan Qingyang twitched wildly, wielding a bone spear and stabbing in the direction of Meng Fei's white head in his memory.

However, after stabbing the long sword in his hand, Meng Feibai went weak and collapsed beside Ling Mingyue.

"Ahhhh!!h Stinky boy, I'm going to kill you! ”

Yuan Qingyang, who was twitching wildly, was like a deflated ball, waving the bone spear in his hand frantically, while constantly flowing black fishy liquid from his body.

"I... Kill... Kill..."

In just a few seconds, Yuan Qingyang's body turned into a puddle of black liquid, leaving only a skull full of cracks, which rolled crookedly to Meng Feibai's feet.

"See, I killed him, and when he sees me in the future, you want to call me a life-saver, ha... Haha..."

Meng Feibai lay on the cold stone road, coughing up blood foam, while looking at Ling Mingyue beside him proudly.

No one responded.

"Ahem... Ahem, what about the rescue? Why haven't you come yet? ”

Meng Feibai felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and his body was getting colder and colder, and he couldn't help but feel a little desperate.

"Sergeant Wolf Rush... Discover the target... It seems to be Sergeant Ling Mingyue. ”

"Quick, medical team..."

“......”

Half-asleep and half-awake, Meng Feibai heard a commotion, he opened his eyes forcefully, and looked at several black shadows that were rapidly approaching him.

"It's so vague..."

He muttered, subconsciously trying to concentrate on seeing more clearly.

"Smack."

The glasses that hung crookedly on the bridge of his nose shattered.

"Grass, Lao Tzu's eyes..."

Meng Feibai, who had been hit hard again, screamed and fainted.

......

A month later.

Apocalypse Roundtable Kyoto Branch.

In the ward, there are two white oval "eggs" placed side by side. On the side of the egg are written in three large black letters:

"Convalescent Cabin"

The underside of each convalescent chamber is filled with useless tubes and cables, and there is a square viewing window above each to observe the situation inside.

On each side of the recuperation module, there is an electronic screen that constantly flashes various data.

"Drip, drip, drip."

Suddenly, the screen connected to the recuperation chamber on the right emitted a crisp chime, waking up the bald man sitting cross-legged next to the convalescent cabin.

When the strong man heard the prompt, a pair of tiger eyes opened instantly, and after glancing at the green flashing screen, a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he quickly got up and walked to the side of the recuperation cabin, looking in from the observation window, it was Meng Feibai who finally woke up after being in a coma for a month.

Who am I? Where am I? How's my Qing Dynasty going?

Meng Feibai, who was in a daze, opened his eyes and found that he had lost control of his body, and the only one who obeyed his instructions was a pair of eyes.

Just as he was panicking alone, a familiar bald head suddenly appeared in front of him.

What is this? Genetically modified giant potato monsters?

it laughed! It's so ugly!

Wait, why is this potato still a little familiar?

Just as Meng Feibai was secretly thinking about where he had seen the "potato monster" just now, that big face also disappeared.

Outside the recuperation cabin, Gurhan was admiring Meng Feibai's shocked expression with great interest, when suddenly a cold voice came from behind him.

"Who woke up?"

Gurhan's muscles tensed instantly, he turned around and bowed slightly with one hand on his chest, and said in a deep voice:

"Captain, it's Meng Feibai who has woken up."

In front of him was Chang Qi, who was wearing a skirt, and behind Chang Qi, there were several medical staff in white coats.

After hearing Gurhan's words, Chang Qi nodded expressionlessly, and his eyes changed again.

After signaling the medical staff behind her to go for further examination, she slowly walked to another recuperation cabin next to Meng Feibai, stretched out her hand and gently touched the observation window.

With an indiscernible sigh, Chang Qi turned around and left the room.

"After Meng Feibai can walk around, let him come to me."

Gulhan stood up and replied in a deep voice: "Yes! ”

After Chang Qi left, he glanced at the recuperation cabin that Chang Qi had touched with some sadness.

Lying there was Ling Mingyue, who had a master-apprentice relationship with Chang Qi and was still in a coma.