It stands to reason that Yutou Zhang is the head snake of Yangzhou, even if this is a long-planned conspiracy against himself, but why has so long passed, and Yutou Zhang has not noticed or even ignored it?

Song Yi was very puzzled, but at this moment, Yutou Zhang really didn't have time and didn't know what was going on on Song Yi's side, because there was a brawl in Matou, which was managed by Yutou Zhang, and the brawl scene was a bit big, so that Yutou Zhang brought people over after receiving the news, and then the dock caught fire, and he had to personally direct people to put out the fire. net

The official messenger of the government went to Yangzhou Dock earlier before the accident at the Yuanlai Game Hall, so Xu Chang pounced. Fighting in the air is not the most helpless thing, the most helpless thing is that Xu Chang encountered the same process as Song Yi on the way to the Yuanlai Game Hall.

The process is the result.

Song Yi is no longer a weak scholar, and even said that he has never been a scholar in his bones. He is a person who likes to travel and adventure in another time and space, and he is also a person who yearns for an indulgent and uninhibited life in this world, so he prefers to solve problems in the most direct way. But the matter in front of him was clearly beyond what his fists or even his knife could solve.

Song Yi's footsteps were very steady, so when he took the first step, the second step actually stepped on the ground at the same time as the first step, and then the third step, the fourth step

When Song Yi's steps reached the eleventh step, he turned around and drew his knife.

His strength had already grown under Fuyao's training, and his knife was also fierce, so this knife came out, and even seemed to tear a hole in the air, making a hissing sound in the air.

His speed was fast, and the blade flashed by

The knife did not miss, it was cut into the flesh and cut on the bone, because of the strong sink, before the other party had time to scream, the sound of the knife into the bone had not sounded, and Song Yi had already pulled out the knife with a pop.

A puddle of blood was brought out, dripping on the ground

But that is, the moment Song Yi took out the knife to the moment Song Yi succeeded in the first knife, it was only about a second, and the other party's people moved.

Song Yi's movements were fast, but there were many people on the other side, and the people on the other side began to show knives or axes

Xiaohu was stunned, he was so afraid of blood that he was so afraid that he didn't choose to resist or fight back, but smashed the rolling pin in his hand on his head for the first time. He smashed it so hard that almost all the courage of his body was used to get out of it

He was afraid of pain and blood, but he threw the blood out of his head, and then simply fainted to the ground, because he was even more afraid of being cut with a knife and bleeding

Xiaohu's actions made the other party stunned for a moment, but soon the group of people sneered and left Xiaohu and rushed towards Song Yi.

Song Yi's knife was very fast, and every time the knife came out, it would bring out the blood on the other party's body. But gradually, he took out the knife less and less, and he still had a flying knife in his arms, but he couldn't find time to get it, and he couldn't use it to fight hand-to-hand. Flying knives and other things are really useless things, and Song Yi understood why Fuyao usually didn't choose flying swords at the first time even when his flying sword skills were so superb, but held them in his hands

In hand-to-hand combat, only strength and skill are important, but when the opponent's number is overwhelming, Song Yi began to be stabbed.

A knife slashed across the shoulder, cutting through Song Yi's somewhat expensive fox fur, revealing his fair skin and a clear bloody knife wound on his fair skin

Song Yi gritted his teeth, and the knife in his hand still followed the most perfect route and the most reasonable arc to cut out, or resist. But after the first wound appeared, a second wound appeared on his body, a third

There were more and more wounds, and the cold wind blowing on the uncovered skin made Song Yi feel a kind of bone-chilling coldness, and his consciousness was sluggish

Thinking that the pregnant wife at home was being protected by Fuyao, Song Yi swung the most reluctant knife, and after getting rid of it with all his strength and the knife, he was finally hit by a punch from behind, and when his body flew upside down, he had already passed out with unwillingness at the corner of his mouth

The cold wind blew on the street, and it seemed that the few remaining leaves on the bleak trees that had long been withered and yellow and had no water would be shaken off.

The blood has clotted, but the figure has gone. If it weren't for the fact that there were a lot of blood stains on the ground and a body that no longer knew whether he was alive or dead, no one would even know what a fierce battle had taken place here not long ago

There was a lot of blood around the body lying on the ground, and it looked like a corpse lying in a pool of blood, but no one cared about it, because it was too cold, and even if there was a fire in the city, it was only a little restless in the area where the fire started, and no one paid attention to the movement in the street near the alley

After a long time, the corpse-like body on the ground moved, and then sat up with his body, and a cold wind swept in, and Xiaohu trembled with his body that had lost his instincts. Then because of this shiver, he suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from his forehead, reached out and touched it, and felt the slimy blood clots and lumps that had congealed, he suddenly jumped up with a scream, and then looked around in panic

There is no one, only blood!

Little Tiger was dazed and frightened, a great panic filled his body, he shouted, and then he was startled by the sound of his own echoing in the lonely emptiness. He suddenly turned around and ran wildly, shouting as he ran

He was scared, and he was going back to the house to find someone to help

In the darkness, there were bursts of intense pain in the body, and then the brain was tormented in the stinging pain and opened the eyes in a daze.

Nothingness, darkness

Nothing, Song Yi vaguely felt a kind of fear, a fear he had never felt. Because there was no light, there was pain everywhere in his body, and he didn't even know whether he was dead or alive, he only knew that he was in great pain, and the silence around him was as dead and dark as the legendary hell

He began to gasp violently, even gasping for breath brought bursts of tingling pain, panting and pulling the wounds on his body, he wanted to move, and then found that his hands were unconscious

"Where is this?" Song Yi muttered, but found that his voice was terrifyingly hoarse, as piercing and dry as a see-saw.

No one answered, no sound, no light, not even the feeling of air flowing, and Song Yi felt difficult to breathe.

"Is this hell?" Song Yi asked again, and a strong fear of the unknown swept through his body.

He didn't want to die.

At this moment, he suddenly missed Qingyan very much, missed the comfort and warmth of the Song Mansion, and then the proud face in Fuyao's innocence flashed in his mind, followed by Huang Ying

It is said that when people die, they will forget the people they came into contact with in their lifetime, so Song Yi desperately thought that he didn't want to die, and even if he died, he didn't want to forget those people.

Even Song Yi thought that he was having a dream, maybe he woke up and appeared somewhere in the Tanggula Mountains, but he still didn't want to forget Qingyan and Fuyao Huangying. He felt their existence alive, he was really touched by them, and he cared about their existence

He had adapted to being in the world with green smoke, so he was unprecedentedly reluctant to really die or return to somewhere in the Tanggula Mountains, he thought desperately, he didn't want to forget

Because he was thinking very carefully, because of the extreme quiet, he seemed to vaguely hear that there was a trace of movement in the air, and he tried his best to listen to the subtle movement of air, and then he actually felt that it was a breathing sound

Breathing, yes! That's right

Song Yi suddenly became ecstatic, dead people don't feel pain, even if dead people feel pain, hell shouldn't have the sound of breathing, let alone be able to think of Qingyan, so he thought he was alive for the first time.

To live, there is hope; But there is also fear, fear that when a light suddenly appears, I am already in modern society

Crossing is like a dream, but Song Yi doesn't want to think of himself as the butterfly dreaming, if it is really Zhouzhuang's dream of butterflies, he hopes that whether the butterfly is in a dream, or the dream is a butterfly, he is not willing to wake up.

Song Yi breathed greedily, and then he felt that his cold hands were not unconscious, but they were tied by someone behind their backs, because the binding was very tight and strong, so their hands were paralyzed because of the poor blood flow.

Understanding, Song Yi had greater hope in his heart, and then he felt that he was lying on his side on the cold ground, the ground was a cold stone surface, and his feet couldn't move, and it seemed that he was also tied, and even his body was wrapped with ropes. Because his whole body was tied, Song Yi became happy.

I'm not dead, I'm bound! Then it can only show one point, they are still in the Great Zhao Kingdom, and they have not been killed by that group of people, and that group of people has not killed themselves, then it means that they must still want to keep themselves alive, no matter what their purpose is, or who wants to calculate themselves, there is always a glimmer of life

Thinking of this, Song Yi breathed even more greedily, and he was also listening carefully to the faint breathing sound that was faintly not far from his body in the dead environment.

Then, Song Yi began to move, he writhed like a dehydrated loach on the shore, squirming his body and moving in that direction, the process made his whole body tear like a sharp pain, and even he felt that his weak body was bleeding! But he didn't give up.

It took him a long time and a great deal of pain to get him a distance that he usually had to take a step forward, and then he had to stop because of the collapse of his physical strength.

Sweat mixed with blood permeated the wound, and then the pain was so painful that he almost gritted a bite of his teeth to bear it. Because of the pain, my body trembled so badly that I was convulsed like an electric shock!

He hadn't given up yet, after resting for a long time, he squirmed like a poor loach again, he didn't know what Lu Dao was for no one to face him, but he knew that Lu Dao was also his chance to survive before no one appeared.

It is impossible to miss any opportunity in the eyes of those who are in a desperate situation, and Song Yi will certainly not give up any opportunity, but if there is light, he will find that on the ground after he crawled and wriggled, a shocking blood path was dragged out

At the cost of blood, he was struggling to kneel and beg to share

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The latest chapter of the high-speed debut Merry Exploration Flower, this chapter is the one hundred and ninety-sixth chapter of not being alive, not dying! If you think this chapter is not bad, please don't forget to recommend it to your friends in the QQ group and Weibo!