Chapter Ninety-Seven: Fighting Wits and Courage (9).

After screaming a lot, Ye Fanfei reacted, and only turned his head after a while, he didn't even have the strength to speak, he only smiled at Hu Dahai!

Hu Dahai had a very good impression of Ye Fanfei, and said anxiously: "I have a companion who is seriously injured, I want to go down and take a look." Lu Sansheng grabbed Hu Dahai and said, "Be careful that there is an ambush below." “

Every time I face the death of my comrades one by one, this is really uncomfortable.

Hu Dahai silently shook off Lu Sanxing's hand and ran down the slope.

Hu Dahai ran to Ye Feifei's side in three or two times, but saw that his legs were broken together. The joints of both hands were all broken, and there were seven or eight sword wounds on his body, and his breath was dying. Hu Dahai helped him up with one hand, probed his snort, noticed that he was still breathing, felt a little relieved, and gave him his own life force with the other.

"I'm just a dying person, I'm afraid it's no longer saved! Don't waste your efforts. ”

"I'll send you up first." Hu Dahai felt uncomfortable, and when he saw that he was much more conscious, he carried him on his back.

Ye Fanfei said in a low voice: "I didn't expect to see you before I died." ”

Hu Dahai said: "Ye Fanfei, you must hold on, I will take you out!" ”

Ye Fanfei shook his head and said, "I don't need to be dragged down like this here, I just want to ask Lao Hu for one thing!" ”

Hu Dahai felt a sour feeling in his heart, in just one month, he witnessed one after another bloody sweaters dying on the battlefield, and he only felt that human life was not worth it: "You say." ”

Ye Fanfei squinted his eyes: "I have a letter in the mouth of my underwear, if you have the opportunity, I will pass it on to my daughter, I promise him that he will definitely bring a gift to her this year." Hu Dahai, please! ”

Hu Dahai nodded vigorously and said, "Don't worry, you left this matter to me, and I will definitely help you bring it." ”

Ye Fanfei smiled slightly: "Many people come here, in fact, they are just like me, just hoping to return to their homes in their lifetime." But now it's a luxury for me! ”

Thinking about it along the way, all the efforts have come to naught. Hu Dahai was heartbroken: "Brother Ye, what else can I help you." ”

"If there is any smoke, bring me one" Ye Feifei stretched out two fingers.

Hu Dahai shouted: "Which of you has smoke." ”

Lu Sanxing handed the cigarette to Ye Yanfei from behind, bent over to help him light it, lit one for himself, swallowed it and spit out the fog.

Ye Yan took two puffs violently, because his lungs had been beaten into mud, his face was suffocated with a burst of redness, and he coughed violently.

"Be careful, go south" Ye Feifei slowly leaned on Hu Dahai's body: "Be careful, the person with iron claws on his hands?" He slowly closed his eyes as he spoke.

He has been exhausted for a few days, and his energy has long been exhausted, and he has worked hard until now, and he has long run out of oil and lamps, and the wish in his heart at this moment can no longer be supported, and he will lose his breath with his eyes closed.

"Tomorrow, let's go south!" It is really ice and snow burying corpses everywhere, and a family letter sends thoughts and declines.

After Hu Dahai hastily disposed of the bones of Ye Feifei, he sat outside the house alone blowing the cold wind in the dark night, eating instant compressed food, looking at the two bright moons in the sky in a daze, and his mind did not know where to drift.

No matter how many times I have died, I still can't get rid of the sadness brought about by the nerve reflex.

"What a pair of white breasts" Lu Sanxing stood behind Hu Dahai at some point: "You are too emotional, in fact, you are not suitable for this business." ”

Hu Dahai saw Lu Sanxing taking a puff of cigarette in his mouth, and felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, and said, "Give me one too." ”

"Cigarettes are different from women, they can smoke less if they can." Lu Sanxing was a little surprised, took out a pack of cigarettes and handed it to him.

Hu Dahai took it and lit it and took a puff, the pungent spicy taste went straight to his head, and said strangely, after this puff of cigarette, his mood seemed to be much easier, Hu Dahai took another puff and said, "Good taste." ”

Lu Sansheng snatched the cigarette and put it in his mouth: "Smoke less, be careful of impotence." ”

Hu Dahai scolded: "What a fuck, it's a fool's errand! If you smoke so much, you won't be afraid that you will be impotent! “

"Lao Tzu, but he is very talented." Lu Sanxing turned around and walked into the house, waved his right hand in the air, and threw a pack of cigarettes to Hu Dahai: "Welfare for you." It's okay, don't think about it. ”

Hu Dahai took the cigarette and felt warm in his heart.

Stinky boy, just know, pretend.

Hu Dahai took out a cigarette and was about to light it, only to find that there was no fire in his hand. Thinking of Lu Dashao's cunning, he scolded in his heart.

Looking up at the moon in the sky, a thought suddenly popped into my heart, it's a fucking thing like that!

Just when Hu Dahai was enjoying himself, there was a petite figure hiding behind the door, secretly looking towards the sky. Looking at the two friends in the sky, two small red flowers slowly rose on his face.

On the second day, after walking for more than an hour, the sky suddenly became bad, and the group had to find a wild place to shelter from the wind and rain. Hu Dahai suddenly frowned and said, "It's a little weird here!" ”

Running to a slightly raised piece of ground in front of the left to inspect it, he shattered the large block of ice with a punch, revealing a corpse. Hu Dahai's ice-breaking kung fu is just right, and the subtlety is not only the control of the spirit, but also the control of the power.

A palm shattered the ice surface, which had no effect on the corpse at all, but only broke the thick layer of ice covering his body, which showed that his control of strength was absolutely superb!

Because of the ice, the corpse is still lifelike, and the facial features can be clearly distinguished. This is a male Pangu people. Looking at the clothes he was wearing, he could roughly conclude that this was a disciple of the Sword Sect.

The fatal wound came from the chest, and the heart was no longer in the body, leaving a hole.

From the five fingerprints left on the wound, it can be inferred that the man was scratched and killed by someone who had his heart gouged out from the front.

One grasp kills, and it is inferred from the degree of wound damage that the power and speed of the shot are definitely not weak. It's a master of masters. Qian Chenlu Sanxing's face was solemn, and he said: "One move is fatal, the wound is basically the same as the Pangu woman who was raped and killed before, it was injured by the force of the claw." The Templar group doesn't have a master of claw skills!"

Zhen Shi said: "It is possible that people from other groups have encountered here. ”

Hu Dahai noticed that the deceased's cold face was a little strange: "Have you noticed this person's expression?"

Lu Sanxing said: "Isn't it just that your eyes are not closed? ”