readx;? The day after tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it's time to pay off the bills on the fourth watch. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Xiaoao hopes that he can type three more chapters today, so that the Mid-Autumn Festival will be a little easier.

Yesterday's update only had one update, and it was made up today. I'm sorry for keeping everyone waiting for so long.

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The water droplets exploded, and the water that had been compressed into a ball burst out in an instant. Like a tsunami, it rushed towards Solomon. And it's extremely fast, like the first second of the Big Bang. All the power accumulated in it is released, and it expands at an extremely fast speed.

In less than a second, a large crater had formed in the sand next to Solomon. The water flowed into the bunker and turned it into a swamp. It was very muddy and difficult to walk, and Solomon was trapped in it and was about to fall.

There were sawdust all around him, and he hurriedly wrapped himself in wood to prevent the shockwave from hurting him. It strengthens the output of spiritual power and makes an extremely perfect protective shield.

However, Wang Hua's attack power was too strong, and although Solomon's shield resisted most of the attacks, a small part of it fell on him. It was such a small part of the force that acted on him that he had broken five or six ribs, one of his thigh bones, dislocated his arms, and ruptured his gallbladder.

Solomon was stuck in the sand pit, trying not to move. Not to find a place to crawl out and not move, but to make him not sink so quickly, to resist the impulse to faint and roll on the ground. The place where he was the epicenter of the explosion and the deepest part of the crater. It's hard to climb out even if it's a normal person, not to mention that Solomon is now injured like this.

"It's careless. Solomon was half sunk in the sand, and he had given up climbing out, and there he looked up at the sky.

"Heh, hehehe!" Wang Hua couldn't help but laugh when he looked at Solomon's decadent appearance now. He was so tired, he had just fought for so long, and the consumption of mental power just now, that he had defeated Solomon. He was now powerless to fight, and even a three-year-old could have killed him. After Wang Hua took out a sip of the recovery potion from the ring, he also fell to the sand, looking at the sky like Solomon.

Solomon also laughed as Wang Hua was the same. "Hahaha! hahaha!" He laughed so hard that he collapsed a little. Originally, his face was pale because of the injury, and his face became even paler, and he had to spit out a mouthful of blood at once. The dripping on his white shirt, combined with the stains from the battle, turned out to form a beautiful memetu.

"What are you laughing at?" Wang Huaqiang said while he stood up, he had just drunk the recovery potion and had now regained some strength.

Solomon laughed and said, "I laugh at you for not being able to count, how many of us have you met now?"

"What!" Wang Hua hurriedly looked at his watch, and the number displayed on the watch was 2:1. He hurriedly looked around and found that Luo Xi and them, including Abraham, were dead.

"What's going on?" he muttered, holding on to a spear condensed in his hand, looking around for defense. He had just been so nervous from the battle with Solomon that he had no idea that the eighth man was there. Now that I think about it, it's scary.

"Hehe, I didn't feel hopeless, I didn't feel a sense of frustration. You finally defeated me, and you have to defeat a new opponent. I don't know if you still have the strength to deal with this, but there are still ten minutes left, and we have two more people, and you are the only one left......" Solomon coughed violently again, and blood gushed from his mouth. He straightened up suddenly, and sat down abruptly. There was a murmur in his throat, and his life was not long in coming.

"You're the last one left, Ruth. Solomon's eyes sank deeply, as if he was talking to himself, as if he was talking to Wang Hua, and said to the sky, "Now, Wang Hua, I have only one thing to say to you. The woman named Ruth did not have a view of right and wrong, and was a person with extremely wrong views. She has no feelings, and she just wants to experience happiness all her life. You can't beat her, I promise. So, I suggest you ......"

"What do you suggest to me?" Wang Hua asked strangely as he listened to Solomon's half-understood words.

"I suggest you kill yourself!" laughed Solomon, "you don't know, you don't know how horrible that woman is." Solomon shuddered, and every pore felt as if it had been pricked with a needle after being frozen. The cold is indescribable.

"Did you change it again? Wang Hua asked, he sensed Solomon's tone was different, and asked tentatively.

"That's right. Solomon's expression had reverted to its original coldness, and now that the sand was almost past his lungs, his voice was a little dull.

"How many personalities do you have?"

"Sixteen. A female voice came, Wang Hua instantly resumed his defensive posture, he carefully observed the surroundings, trying to find out where that person was?

"No need to look for it, I'm here. "From the bunker where Solomon was located, the female voice came again.

"Ahem, ahem. Solomon coughed up a mouthful of blood and asked, "How do you know, I didn't know there were so many of them." ”

"From Mary, when she hears your heart, she is frightened. I talked to myself in my room for a long time before I finally fell asleep. Ruth said very calmly, without a hint of personal feelings. It's like talking about small things that are smaller than eating and drinking, and the calmness makes people shudder.

"Okay, that's it. Solomon coughed violently again, and he turned his head with a smile to look behind him, half of her body poking out of the sand.

He pointed to the hand on his chest, coughing very hard, and now he spoke intermittently: "Okay, cough, cough, I can ask you now...... Take this hand away. He coughed up another mouthful of blood, but there was no big expression on his face. Except for the hint of a smile, the expression on his face was very soft.

"Yes, then goodbye. Ruth's tone seemed to mean goodbye, and she slowly withdrew her hand and nudged Solomon.

Solomon fell into a swamp made of sand, and his consciousness became blurred and flickered. The sight in front of me is still sand except sand, but even this sand will not exist.

"The feeling of death, nothing!" he thought to his last consciousness, and then he stopped breathing, sinking completely into the sand. (To be continued.) )