I tried to keep my composure, and although what I saw was not true, it was impossible to be undisturbed by the tragic death of my brother and friend in front of me.

It is true that we have not yet gone out, and the initial doubt was that at the moment when I thought I was out of trouble, someone ran away, and it occurred to me that since I don't know how many times I have cycled here, judging by the branches leaning on the trees, the knives and the small pits in the ground, it is definitely not as simple as three or four times, but why do I only have three rings in my pocket?

It wasn't until Bumblebee played handsome and turned around that I saw it clearly, the road surface there was black, and the tires did not leave traces, that is, they had turned around many times in the same place, and the road surface had long been blackened, and it was difficult to detect the traces.

Having identified our own ideas, we did not go out and were in the third cycle.

At this time, stepping on the red highway confirmed my thoughts even more, why is it red? Because every time I get here, I cut off my legs, and it's the blood that stains the road red.

It's still a bit of a distance from where we got on the bus, so we didn't find it at all.

Turning his head, the forests on both sides were all scrapped vans, stacked together haphazardly, Zhe Xi's head was scattered around, and there were piles of scorched backs of Yesterday and Minglang, each Liu Quan and Jiang Fukai had a piece of glass inserted in their bodies, Lu Zihan was the most peaceful, as if he was asleep.

Keep going, holding back the anger in your heart that is about to break through your mind.

I don't bother to count how many Xia Linyuan, each of them has strange twisted limbs, the flesh and blood on his chest and face have been blurred by the friction of the road, his nose has disappeared, and the car door is lying in the forest at random, horizontally and vertically.

Cover your mouth and suppress the roar that is about to exit.

A strong force came from behind, how could I still stand firm on one leg, I was hit and lay on the ground, the road was red, and the viscous blood became the best lubricant, pushing me forward, obviously there was something in front of me, I guess it was my corpse.

It's time to see what it's like when you die.

The only foot was grabbed and dragged me back, and with one hand I turned with force, and the scabbard slapped the face of the man who had captured me, leaving a deep imprint, a man I did not recognize.

The face was slapped like a slap, and the man, apparently enraged, and regardless of the pain, immediately threw himself up and tried to crush me underneath. Although there was only one leg left, it was reusable, and I kicked the opponent's lower abdomen hard, and I used this force to slide out myself, and the opponent sat on the ground with a butt.

Get up and jump forward, many people think that there is only one leg missing, and a single leg can also be very fast, in fact, it is very wrong, this is not a game of tying one foot, it is intact, at this time, every time you move, the wound is torn like a tearing pain, I don't believe that you can try to wake up every day, don't use the strength of your arm, how hard it will be.

Quickly put the ring in his hand on his right hand, the sound of chasing behind him was getting closer and closer, he took off his scabbard and turned around to stab.

The path was piercing through my chest, and the other party grabbed my hand and pulled out the finger with the ring, and with a crisp sound, the finger was broken and pulled off.

There was a muffled grunt, but I closed my mouth tightly, pulled the trail out of my chest, and stabbed it in again. The other party pushed to the side, and the two fell and rolled to the side of the road.

I finally saw my body, the scabbard in my left hand, the finger with the ring on my right hand had been broken off, mortally wounded in the head, crushed under a boulder.

There were countless corpses of this man nearby, each with a path inserted into it, and the ring on his finger that bewitched us.

Looking back, I saw that this time the man had lifted a boulder, regardless of the path that had been inserted in his chest, the wound kept bleeding out, and a lady's ring glittered on his finger.

I laughed, the kind of wide-mouthed laugh, and this time I wasn't wrong.

I really wanted to roar before, so I covered my mouth, but more importantly, I put the ring that confused us in my mouth, and put the ring that was bright and bright yesterday on my hand, I bet, in such an emergency environment, this person can't observe carefully, right.

I remember the first time I cycled, I didn't have a ring in my pocket, which meant that as long as I kept the ring, I could break the cycle.

The man saw the ring in my mouth, threw away the boulder, took off the ring on his finger and threw it away, and was so angry that he wanted to grab it, and the scabbard was right on the hilt of the sword that was inserted in his chest, and the path went a little deeper, and at the same time he tripped him with one leg and tripped him, and his head was smashed on the boulder, and blood was splashing everywhere.

This time he died first, and I kept the ring.

Lying on the ground panting violently, waiting for the cycle to end, everything returned to normal, the body was no longer so uncomfortable, and everyone returned to me, singing and laughing all the way back.

Consciousness is getting more and more blurred, blood loss is too much, this is how it felt before dying, is there something wrong?

Turning his head, he saw four or five rings lying on the ground.

At this moment, it is fake to say that there is no despair, isn't this ring the key thing? I've tried my best to get out of here, only to find that I've tried so many times before, and I've failed all of them. Do you have to go back and start all over again?

I'm annoyed, the small loop in front of me, and here I encounter a big loop, so will there be a bigger loop waiting even if I run out of here? How is there an end?

How, exactly?

The only strength I had was to turn my tongue and spit out the ring in my mouth, and let it roll to the ground, clinking, as if mocking me.

When did a ring dare to laugh at me! In an instant, anger surged up, and a large mouthful of blood spat out from his throat, but with the help of this anger, he squeezed out a lot of strength from his whole body, sat up, and countless paths piercing the man's chest collectively soared into the sky, forming a queue like waves to impact the ring that fell to the ground.

The first time, with a ding, the ring was intact, bounced low, crossed a short parabola, and was about to land when it was stabbed by another path, although the speed was as fast as a bullet, but I still saw that the top was intact, and the path in front of the ring flight was slashed head-on, and it was hit into the sky.

There was already a path waiting in the sky, and when it spun, it came out of the tip of the sword, and it pressed down against the ring all the way to the ground, still spinning, and the fire was splashing, and it was undamaged at the end of the day.

I was discerning the truth of this large group of paths, but the helpless thing was that all of them seemed to be real, and each one was very close to me, otherwise I would not have been able to use the sword control technique on it, and I could feel the essence and blood contained in each one.

The scabbard was all ineffective, and I couldn't feel the Yin Soldier brothers inside, but I knew they were inside, but there was an unknown layer that separated us from each other, and the end of the world was just a stone's throw away.

Looking at the ring lying on the ground, intact, I suddenly thought of some possibilities, anyway, there is no way, just give it a try.

Since all paths are true, then burn the essence and blood contained in all paths!

Who knows how many paths there were, how many drops of essence blood there were, in short, much more than I did. I never thought about such an outburst, I didn't even dare to think about it, it was too terrifying, just the explosion of qi waves, and the ring rushed into the sky.

It was like a thunderbolt, and at the same time it was constantly bombarding the ring, and I could feel the ring's trembling, which was perhaps the hardest failure to find, and a few people could know that the path contained my essence blood, and here it was all superimposed.

After the eruption, the path and the ring fell at the same time, and the ring only had a slight scratch.

Lying on the ground, waiting for the darkness of consciousness, I did my best.