Song Sheng, an inconspicuous name, is also an inconspicuous little person. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The cultivation of the exhaustion of the Qi Sea Realm was only as common as sand in Feihuang City.

Since he joined the Ling family three years ago, he has always played the role of eating and drinking, no different from ordinary people, he will also laugh at Ling Yun's incompetence in private, and occasionally look at the desert outside the city and let out a few sighs, and will also go to some vulgar and interesting places.

Such a little person, who is not very good at anything, is really not worth noting in Feihuang City, which is full of talents.

However, the task he received that day and a series of major events made Song Sheng have to take off the coat of a little person, revealing the edge he has been hiding. Even under Wang Shi, he also let many people secretly record his face.

Originally, it was just a very simple task, which was to give Ling Yun a façade, beat a dog that was crazy and biting, and by the way, it would boost the arrogance of the Ling family. There are a lot of things like this, and it can be said that it is the easiest task. In Feihuang City, it is completely possible to walk sideways, who can move the Ling family?

However, when Song Sheng received this task, he still smelled a hint of something different, and he took all his belongings very carefully. Especially when he saw someone, he groaned for a while and made a decision.

Since three years ago, Song Sheng had just come to the Ling family to seek a peaceful place for him to digest some things, but now that he was at peace, it was time to leave. If this was an opportunity to leave, he would have gone with the flow.

Originally, I planned to leave when I left the desert, but now it seems that this time has been advanced. This time came a little suddenly, but he was also prepared, not panicked, but faintly felt a little dangerous.

After following a team of dozens of people to ambush a small person smaller than himself, Song Sheng felt more and more that this trip was a little strange, and the danger he could feel became more and more intense.

When Wang Shi killed eight people with one knife and slashed three Xuanxuan with one sword, Song Sheng finally realized where the danger came from.

After calmly observing Wang Shi, Song Sheng had to admit that he was not as good as the person in front of him. In the past, his competitor was only Xiao Cang, who had already stepped into the Xuan, but now it seems that the Shura in front of him is more than a lot stronger than everyone else.

Although he was a little competitive, and even a little jealous, Song Sheng would not immediately get enthusiastic and rush up to compete with Wang Shi.

A whole long street, full of red flowers.

With such a Shura, who can try its edge?

After Ling Yun's death, Song Sheng knew that he had to start his escape plan, if he couldn't escape now, it would be difficult in the future, and if he didn't get his secret, he would be discovered, and even his life would be worried.

Like most of the survivors on Long Street, Song Sheng immediately embarked on his escape path. The edge, which has been hidden for three years, is finally showing at this moment.

The rest of the people spread out like fireworks, the gang attracted most of the strong people, Xiao Cang attracted one of the strongest members of the Ling family, and Wang Shi broke out of the city gate...... After all these things happened, he appeared like a ghost and escaped very easily.

However, unfortunately, he met Ling Qian who was fighting.

In fact, if he ran away with his head bored at that time, there would be no big problem in thinking about it, after all, not many people cared about a small miscellaneous fish, not to mention that there were not many strong people to pursue.

However, he didn't know if it was the amazing Wang Shi who stimulated him, or if he had hatred for Ling Qian in his heart, or if there was something wrong with his judgment, he finally cast his proud six-star moon killing and shot at Ling Qian.

After that, he didn't bother to see what the specific situation was, so he just ran away.

What no one expected was that the inconspicuous Wang Shi actually created a big explosion that almost destroyed everything, blowing everyone into small pieces of paper, and Song Sheng was no exception.

can only secretly curse himself for being unlucky, and after surviving the big explosion, Song Sheng can only continue to run away.

Things in this world always have coincidences of one kind or another, and there are also unexpected disasters.

The Black Storm and the Storm of Sand Burial appeared at the same time, and they were menacing!

Except for scolding and running away, Song Sheng had no way to deal with such a thing. Just brushed the side of death, and even boldly shot an arrow of death, but now he is facing the death that can devour everything again.

Song Sheng could only scold while running away.

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The feeling of falling from the cliff woke Ning Yi from his sleep, only to find that Wang Shi, who was carrying him, had fallen into the sand, and the remaining blood had stained a piece of sand red.

Instantly sobered up, and was extremely sober, Ning Yi immediately helped Wang Shi up, and shouted loudly: "Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong with you, wake up!"

The only thing that responded to Ning Yi was the wind of the desert.

After a period of panic, Ning Yi realized the situation in front of him clearly. There was no despair, not even panic, Ning Yi thought about saving the person in front of him.

When he wanted to come up by himself, he obediently let him carry a ride, and had a good dream. Now that the man has finished speaking, he has fallen to the ground and died like this? This is absolutely not good! Absolutely not!

I don't know why, there is no reason, Ning Yi was very natural on Wang Shi's back at the beginning, as if it was an instinct, trust and tacit understanding can no longer describe the feeling at that time.

Wang Shi's words have a convincing feeling from beginning to end, but they can't be trusted unconditionally, and Ning Yi's behavior goes far beyond the relationship of trust.

It seems to be a natural habit formation, like two people who have lived all their lives, one of them is just a slight small action, and the other reacts next.

When the wind comes, the leaves move as naturally.

This is not a tacit understanding that was deliberately trained, but something that was slowly polished with time, but this kind of thing appeared very strangely on Wang Shi and Ning Yi's bodies.

is different from the feeling with the eldest brother Zhao Wenqi, the master Su Changbai, and the rival Li Yixian, although this is also a natural cordiality, it is more intimate and more encrypted.

However, at this time, Wang Shi could not think, nor could he express anything, so he could only fall into endless darkness and struggle in death.

Immediately fed Wang Shi some pills, and without hesitation, Ning Yi gently peeled off the strands of clothes from his body. Ning Yi's fingers trembled a little, and he didn't dare to touch the wounds that had turned white because there was no blood.

Criss-crossed, layered, all kinds of wounds, all over Wang Shi's body. Anyone who sees Wang Shi will feel that he will definitely die.

These external injuries alone are enough to make a person die ten times. Not to mention the energy that still remained in his body, without suppression, it came out from time to time, causing Wang Shi's body to tremble. There are also several fierce poisons, which are also entangled, eroding the last life.

Fortunately, every piece of flesh and blood is still attached to Wang Shi's body, and the broken bones have never fallen off, and he is still a complete person, but it is too miserable to see.

Ling Chi's torture was perfectly displayed on Wang Shi's body. Except for the face and back, the rest of the places can be regarded as encountering Ling Chi.

Removing all the clothes, a naked body full of holes appeared in front of Ning Yi like this.

Taking out the medicine for external injuries from his magic bronze ring, Ning Yi carefully applied it to Wang Shi's body, trying not to touch those wounds.

However, the involuntary trembling of his limbs still showed that Wang Shi was enduring extremely intense pain at the moment.

As if pain could be transmitted, Ning Yi clenched his teeth, trying not to let his hands tremble, forcing himself to make every move, using his best ability to treat Wang Shi.

It took half an hour, Ning Yi finished everything he could, and all he could do was to quietly wait for Wang Shi to wake up.

You said you wanted me to come up, but now that you've said it, your promise has been fulfilled.

Waiting here for you to wake up is my promise.

One promise for another, it seems, is quite cost-effective.

Staring at this face, which he had only known for three days, Ning began to think back to what he had encountered from the beginning.

Years later, can you remember me begging you like a little beggar for half a bowl of noodles from you?

Whether I remember it or not, I remember.

I remember how many sticks there were in that half bowl of noodles, how many bites I ate, how many slices of soy sauce beef you took out, what kind of side dishes you took out, what they looked like, and what they tasted like......

I still remember the three strong men with crow tattoos, the assassination of the innkeeper, and the sudden attack of the Black Storm and the Sand Storm......

I remember my nonsense when I first fled, I remember being carried for my life like a rabbit by you, and I remember your slightly frowning brow......

Looking up at the same starry sky, the trivial matter of not washing your face and not eating noodles, your concession...... These are the things I remember more, and I will always remember.

This is when you carry me, I have already exchanged promises with you.

Two people, two silent promises.

There was no crying or joy, Ning Yi just looked at this face calmly, looking carefully, as if he wanted to keep every detail of this face in mind.

Suddenly, Ning Yi's hand gently leaned on Wang Shi's face.

Feeling the cold like ice, Ning Yi was a little flustered, and tried Wang Shi's whole body in a panic, only to find that he already had the same coldness as a corpse.

A fire was lit, a big fire was made, and the two of them were gathered together.

Even if the sand on the soles of your feet is burned, it has no significant effect.

Without hesitation, Ning Yi took off his clothes and approached Wang Shi like a mother.

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Far away, the Black Storm and the Sand Storm are coming.

It may seem far away, but it can be reached in an instant.