There was a small boat on the hot shore of the island, which was their last hope. But as Taste Island grew out of sight, the man still didn't show up. Seven people lined up, quietly took off their hats, and lowered their heads. The sun shines down, and the deck below reflects a dazzling light. From this moment on, the whole ship was silent, except for a single shout.

On the other side, just as Putt and the others were leaving, a man shivered in the rubble 20 meters from dawn. "Kai, are you kidding?! Why, why did Lao Tzu wake up and appear here! A scar all over his body, the man's expression of fear was throbbing, and his face turned blue with fright.

"I'm Wadford, am I going to die here today?" The man trembled like a willow tree in the wind, and then he felt the earth shake, and the huge figure approached from a distance, almost fainting. “ ！! “” The goal of my dreams, the goal of my dreams" Wadford's eyes widened.

Also very close to him, hiding here, he can see the traces on the opponent's body. "She's badly injured!"

"It was Yan Jun who did it! Monsters, they're monsters! "Wardford's heart was shaken, and what he saw now overturned his former heart. Wadford twisted his neck and looked serious. The same broken corpse, covered in blood, lay motionless, as if dead. Is he dead No, he's not dead, he's still moving, he's trembling, and suddenly he has a very bold idea.

The earth trembled, the air smelled of burning, and the phantoms of fire and thunder intertwined. Trembling when approaching, scared to the limit. He was sure that if he fell into the wrong hands, he would die a terrible death. As the fuse for the outbreak of this war, the Bicham Yan thief suffered heavy losses, and no one could save him.

Moreover, the situation of this great flame thief at this time was also very unusual, as if he was crazy, had no brains, only the idea of violent killing, and he even suspected that if the other party found him, he would not hesitate to crush him to death. Several times in a row, Wadford's simple brain, seeing that his vision of the future was all kinds of tragic death scenes, couldn't help but be even more afraid. But when he turned his gaze to Qin Yi's corpse, it was a body vibration. "There is still hope!! Wardford's mind struck a flash of inspiration. Although Yan Jun made him feel terrified, he was not cruel and seemed to save him and the old man before he fell unconscious.

"My only chance of survival is with this Marine!" Wadford Thought. But looking at his dying face, he had another headache. Who knows if he will be alive or dead after saving the boy in front of him. The earth trembled even more, which meant that the arms were closer to us. "There is no time to think, to act!"

Although Wadford is single-celled and not very intelligent, he has the advantage of acting crisply. It's like when he finds out working with him, he's just guessing, so he can just go for it. Now he is suffering a direct blow. As he trembled, flames quickly rose and covered him, twisting his otherwise massive body into a Cerberus, and his feet turning into flames, looking vicious. Then, with a low roar, he smashed the wreckage with his head and headed straight for dawn.

They were only a few steps away from each other when Wardford jerked it off and bit down on Serious's upper body with his mouth. "Successful rescue!" Wadford had a heart attack, Bigmer was still some distance away from him, and he still hoped. Then he turned his head, landed on his feet, and ran through the air. The speed of Cerberus is amazing, and the distance between them and the daimyo is instantaneous. Pikumo roared when she saw that someone had the audacity to steal her food. Prometheus and Fly out to chase her. "Stop! "

"At this time, someone dares to save him!" Wardford's appearance really shocked the eyes of a group of flame thieves, and they felt incredulous. Didn't come to me, she was very badly injured! " He breathed a sigh of relief as he sped through the air, and Wardford's eyes were fixed on the movement behind him. A dark cloud and flames were behind him, and Wardford did not dare to stop for a moment, he ran away as best he could. But after a few breaths, his face began to change. "Where can I go?" Where can I go? ”

Stay on his island and you're going to die. Beecham's Flame Thieves have taken over the island, and now the only way out is to leave. However, the port was full of thieves, and their exits were blocked. "It's over! All exits were blocked, and Wardford's expression changed, and the emotions on the beast's face became apparent. "Run to the back!" That's when I uttered four weak words.

"The flip side?" Wadford paused, realizing that Dawn was talking with his mouth. "Is there a way out? My people have blazed a trail of another! The voice was soft. How are you? "Wadford was ecstatic and immediately turned the wheel." Not yet, but I'll feel better if your teeth let go of my neck! Said seriously and helplessly. Yes! I'm sorry! ”

Wadford was taken aback. The officer of the Yan Army, but the terrorist who had been able to stand up to Bigumer, was facing him with trembling hearts, not daring to offend him. Wadford was delighted to hear his own faint but energetic voice, suggesting that his escape route would be safer. It's not very fast. They couldn't keep up with him. They were angry and attacked him, but there was nothing they could do but watch him go farther and farther. Dawn smiled as he watched the arrival of Yangang.

"Looks like I shouldn't have died!" Unexpectedly, after quietly waiting for death, the savior next to him would appear. Surprisingly, the guy who got him into trouble ended up saving himself. His mind was already groggy, his body was badly injured, and Dawn couldn't hold out for long. It wasn't until Wardford got on the boat and started it quickly that Dawn closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't die! What should I do if you die? Wadford looked at Daun, who was dejected and helpless. He breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that he was just unconscious. Wardford let out a long sigh as the ship sped out of the harbor, getting farther and farther away from the two clouds. After a while, he heard a loud noise coming from the island, which made him tremble.

"Mom is angry!" Wadford sighed and breathed a sigh of relief. Flavor Islands have become obscure, which means that they are finally out of danger. The next thing he knew was that Wadford was in trouble again. "This channel, I don't know at all, which way to go? It's okay, let it be! Wadford shook his head, took the helm, and sailed recklessly through the Great Flame. His heart is indeed very broad, and it is easy to get lost in the unfamiliar flame, and even an old sailor does not dare to get lost in danger. Then he bandaged himself and the wounds of . In the process, Wadford continued to marvel.

"What is this guy's body made of?" Wadford was hit by many, medal-like wounds on Dunn's body, almost all over his body. After three days of sailing on the flames, Ward was lucky enough to find a small island where he docked his boat. "Yes, finally!"

"Lieutenant General, you are saved! The island was inhabited, it was a small town and he was still lying on Waldford's back, unconscious. Then he jumped out of the boat and walked towards the island.

It is a small and inconspicuous island compared to many large islands in the Great Flame Gorge, and although it is small, it has its own special place. This is a place where all kinds of fire thieves gather, and these fire thieves are also unique. What makes them different? The fire thieves of this town are the losers of the Great Passage.

They succumbed to the fear and majesty of the Great Flame, gave up their dreams and pursued the past, and now there is a group of unknown people, still waiting for mortals to die of old age. Without ambition, without a goal of action, without a greedy desire, they cannot be called flame thieves. The town is lively, unlike other civilian towns, with lots of bars, restaurants, hotels, and a variety of entertainment venues. Perhaps it is also one of the few islands in the Great Shipping Lane that has remained calm during these turbulent times.

Waldford stepped onto the island with a wounded seriousness. He was also seriously injured, so he was slow at his pace. When they enter the island, it causes a lot of strange eye contact. "What are you looking at? Where is the doctor? Where is the doctor? The single-celled Wadford in turn stared at those who stared. Oh, boy, that's so reckless," someone shook their heads and smiled, then turned away. "In that case, the price won't be cheap," the others pointed to the other side with a wry smile. Wadford carried Dawn on his back and walked in the direction the man was pointing, turned three blocks and saw it......

"It's so quiet!" Wadford muttered to himself as he kicked the doctor's name tag and walked in with Daun on his back. "Help, doctor, this kid is dying!" Daun's physical condition is not good, it can be said that he is a complete part, his blood is clotting, and he smells all over his body. For three days, he regained consciousness only occasionally, and then fell into a deep sleep again. If you don't get help in time, you'll die sooner or later. "Save him or save you?" The old man asked, lying in a rocking chair in a small, cold, empty clinic, smoking a cigarette while looking at Wardford. "Children choose, we save!" I'm going to die! Wadford shouted. I am a very expensive doctor, should I tell you the price beforehand? The old man looked at Dawn with a serious look in his eyes. He will give you whatever you want, but hurry! Wadford shouted. All right," the old man gestured to Wardford, holding up his hand.

Then he stood up and helped Wardford take a closer look: "Your wounds are easy to deal with, most skin wounds, but more bleeding, I'll bandage you and eat more eggs to replenish the blood!" Wadford shook his eyebrows: "He's dying, surely you're going to help me first?" What is the difference between death, treatment or not? ”？ And, I'm not sure I'll be able to cure him. The old man didn't care, as soon as he finished speaking, his expression changed slightly, and then he changed his painting style. Of course, you've got to treat it, you know, there's some healing stuff there, there's some bandages, so you bandage it yourself, and I'll help the lad take a look" "Huh! "Take your hands off my neck, okay?" The old man's scalp was numb.

Savagery is also the result of an ability to stop thinking and be brave enough to defeat him. "Come on!" Wardford strode over, poured a basin of water, cleaned the wound, and then pulled the remaining wine off the table and poured it over his wound. He bared his teeth in agony, breathing. Finally, I put some medicine on it and put some bandages on it, and then I felt better. He turned his head and breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of the wound that the old doctor was carefully tending. "This Yan army can't die, the future against my mother, everything depends on him, otherwise wherever I flee, it's all in vain" Wardford's critical moment, not a stupid, sensible idea.

For him, Dawn is just the thick thighs he lives on. "It's too heavy! What the hell did this kid do? "This look, not dead, what a tenacious vitality!" With the treatment and diagnosis, the old doctor kept exclaiming, and there were some scars on the other side of his body, which made him gasp and hurt terribly.

"Hey, you two little imps, what did you do? Hurt so badly? The old man couldn't help but be curious, turned around and asked a question. After the fatigue, Wardford, who was already drowsy, blurted out. "A fight with " Then he tilted his head and began to grunt. The old man's face stiffened with shock......

"Something is wrong?" He muttered, exhaling slowly, scanning Dawn's wounds. The scars on the boy's body, the scent around him, were no different from the power of the great flame thief he remembered. "Face that person, live," the old man looked more serious, and then he began to treat Daun's injuries in earnest. Time passed imperceptibly, and when night fell, the old man had just taken a deep breath, his hands were stained with the blood of cotton balls, and when he threw it into his body, he had already been stained red with blood from the basin. "There are too many internal injuries and external injuries, and I have done a lot of minor surgeries for him" "Whether he can survive depends on his physical fitness, do it, do it!" ”

The old man sighed. For him, to be able to survive in the hands of that Great Yan Thief, how great is the current Yan Army! The wounds on his body showed how powerful this great flame thief was. This is no different from God's wickedness. The next day, when Waldford came to his senses, he saw a tall freckled child with a freckle on his face.

In the blink of an eye, Wardford remembered something and stood up. "Where's that old man? Where is that Yanjun's child? "He looked a little nervous. Nothing can happen, or he'll die. "What are you shouting? Grandpa, who treated him yesterday, has transferred him to a hospital bed on the second floor," the freckle-ridden man rolled his eyes, then said coldly. Wadford panted and said, "I'm here to treat your wounds, and the way you're tied up is very infected." Well, isn't that sailor dead? "Still in a coma," Grandpa said. He's on his own."

Wait a minute, freckles said again. "Of course, waking up in a short time, absolutely impossible!" Waldeford's facial expression was worried, and even the bandages on his body were brutally torn by the Yan Man, and the pain was unbearable, and he didn't feel anything. A full ten seconds later, he would be administered a new drug, bandaged again, and he let out an earth-shattering cry as if in a dream. "Ahh It hurts! "Stop shouting, tie it up!" Your reflex arc is too long! "She has freckles on her face and mints on her forehead, which can be said to be one of her iconic images, and if a stranger sees it, she will exclaim, which is really charming!

Wardford was annoyed by his eyebrows and slaps. He is a second-generation flavor island, travels every day, how many pirates want to slap him, obedient, and even slapped here. The corpse began to burst into flames, and Wardford was furious. "What are you doing? If you do, you're dead" I just poisoned your medicine, if you want to live, you have to listen to me!" "Freckled woman, without a trace, looked at Wadford......