took the thing that Chen Ziyang threw over, Yang Lei looked down and saw that what Chen Ziyang threw to him was the bottle that Xiao Na gave to Chen Ziyang before, which could relieve Wang Lele's ghost head.

"Leizi, save Wang Lele." Because of the urgency of time, Chen Ziyang didn't say anything, and in just two seconds, he took off all the other things on his body except for the five Five Emperor Coins with red ropes and the three jewels he chose, and even his cotton clothes and tactical vests.

After taking a deep breath, Chen Ziyang was ready to make a final fight. But just when he was about to start, he suddenly heard Xiao Na also shouting: "Mr. Chen, go on." ”

Chen Ziyang took the thing that Xiao Na threw over, and when he looked at it, he realized that what Xiao Na threw to herself was the bottle with red mist that she had filled when she collected the phoenix crown specimen before. Chen Ziyang instantly understood Xiao Na's intentions, he quickly opened the cap of this glass bottle, took a deep breath, and sucked all the red mist in the bottle into his body.

After only a few seconds, Chen Ziyang felt a warm current wandering around his body, and then, in the next moment, Chen Ziyang felt that his physical strength had recovered a lot, and at the same time, a sense of strength leaked out of his muscles, as if he had inexhaustible strength at this moment.

There is no time to be surprised by the effects of this red mist, and there is no time to worry about whether this red mist will cause harm to one's body. Chen Ziyang once again exerted his strength, stepped forward in two quick steps, and with a fierce force, he jumped forward, jumped high, and jumped to the other end of the fracture.

Chen Ziyang never thought that he would one day jump so high and jump so far, in an instant, his body crossed the broken bridge and fell down, seeing Yang Lei's hands getting closer and closer to him, Chen Ziyang secretly said a fluke in his heart.

If Xiao Na hadn't seen the opportunity quickly and replenished her strength with this bottle of red mist, she might not have been able to jump such a long distance with her own strength alone. Chen Ziyang hurriedly stretched out his hands and grabbed the two arms that Yang Lei stretched out.

Yang Lei also hurriedly raised his hands and grabbed Chen Ziyang, but he didn't know if Chen Ziyang's jump was too strong, or Yang Lei's physical strength had reached the limit, and he didn't have the extra strength to complete this matter. Yang Lei said in his heart: It's over.

After inhaling these red mist, Chen Ziyang felt that other people's movements were much slower, and he knew that this was because of his faster reflexes. Seeing that he didn't grab Yang Lei's hands, his brain was spinning rapidly, and at the same time he saw the stone platform of the broken bridge at Yang Lei's feet.

Immediately after, Chen Ziyang did not hesitate to turn his attention to the bridge deck of the broken bridge, and his hands were firmly on the edge of the stone platform. After feeling his body stop steadily, Chen Ziyang just wanted to breathe a sigh, but at this time, a sharp pain came from his chest, and Chen Ziyang, who was in severe pain, almost fainted, only to feel that it was dark in front of him, and his hands had no strength at all, and his hands were separated from the edge of the stone platform in an instant.

After this vigorous pull, Chen Ziyang's old wounds were pulled, which were the two ribs that were broken when he was wounded by the gunshot before. The sudden impact and the tense muscle pull caused the two ribs in the chest to be misaligned again.

Under this sharp pain, Chen Ziyang felt that his world seemed to be still, he couldn't take a deep breath, he only felt that his body was light and fluttering, and at the same time, his eyes were getting darker and darker, and Yang Lei and Xiao Na in his eyes were getting farther and farther away from him, and the whirring wind sounded in his ears.

"I'm falling into the abyss, am I going to die? I don't know how deep this abyss is, and I don't know what is underneath this abyss, which is a waterhole? Or is it a stone wall? If it were a waterhole, I wouldn't have survived? ”

At the moment when he knew that he was going to die, Chen Ziyang didn't think of anything else, his brain was still very clear, he didn't panic, he didn't regret, but he was unusually calm. Chen Ziyang estimated that this may have something to do with inhaling red mist, but he really didn't expect that these red mists also have such a strong effect on people's brains.

"Zhang Wuji fell off the cliff and practiced Jiuyang Divine Skill; Yang Guo fell off the cliff and practiced a good internal skill; Duan Yu fell off the cliff, practiced Ling Bo Weibu, and also ate a queen mother Zhu clam, which is invulnerable, I don't know if I will practice any magic skills if I fall under this cliff. ”

I don't know how long it took, in a trance, Chen Ziyang felt as if he had woken up, he wanted to open his eyes to look outside, but his eyes could only open a small slit, and his eyelids couldn't open at all.

Qiang opened his eyes, and looking through his eyes, Chen Ziyang saw that he seemed to be lying on the surface of a river, and a meter in front of his feet was a waterfall, and the rumbling sound of water came from there, and his right hand felt a huge force pulling.

Chen Ziyang tilted his head slightly, as if he saw a child wearing a red belly pocket, standing in the ice and snow, holding his right hand with two small hands. The facial expression of this child wearing a red belly pocket was very difficult, and it was obvious that his weight and the impact of running water made this child a little unstable.

Chen Ziyang wanted to let himself see more clearly, but his brain was blank, and he couldn't control his will at all, he just saw the child in a red belly pocket stepping on a broken log diagonally across the river, and used his strength to feed, wanting to hang the cuff of his right hand on the branch of this broken wood, but no matter how hard the child tried, the distance between his hand and the broken wood has not changed.

Looking at this child's struggling expression, Chen Ziyang felt a little unbearable, child, just let go of your hand, life and death are fateful, wealth is in the sky, don't let me burden you again because of me, a person who is about to die. I'm so tired, really tired.

This should be an illusion, Chen Ziyang thought to himself, how could there be a child wearing only a red belly pocket in this cold and snowy place? Isn't he afraid of the cold? I was shivering with cold, it must have been my own hallucination, otherwise this child would have frozen to death.

But this child looked a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. But Chen Ziyang's brain was dizzy, and he had no thoughts at all, and at the same time he felt that his eyes were dark, and he fainted again.

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