The two hundred and eighty-eighth palms of Nightmare

Qiushui slowly opened his eyes and found that he was lying on a bed, silent all around, and there was no figure in sight. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info He propped himself up, and noticed that the surrounding setting had a familiar feeling, and when he looked closely, it was exactly the same as his room in the Warrior Hall.

He frowned, wondering why he had come back here. In my impression, he fainted in the battle with Ouyang Feng, did he not know that the entire group of heroes had ended?

With a dull ache in his head, Qiushui decided not to think about it anymore. He got out of bed, moved his muscles and muscles in place, felt that his body was back to normal, and pushed the door and walked out. It was the middle of the night, and the moon hung high in the sky, sprinkling a dazzling white light that illuminated the horrific scene in front of him. I saw dozens of corpses lying on the ground in the courtyard, some without heads, some with their throats cut, and some split in half from the middle, looking quite miserable. If you look closely, these are all brothers of the escort. Zhang Ming, Yan Feng, Murphy and others were among them, they fell in a pool of blood, and they had long since lost their breath at this moment.

"How can it be like this...... Seeing the situation in front of him, Qiushui was stunned and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. He didn't understand what had happened to Rain City during the time he had been unconscious. After a moment, he suddenly thought of something, his face suddenly changed, and then he rushed out quickly.

Like the Yongwu Hall, the streets and alleys of Yucheng are also full of corpses, and the surrounding houses have all been reduced to ruins, and only Qiushui is left in the entire street of Nuoda. He used his speed to the extreme, turning several corners in succession, without the slightest pause, and soon came to the entrance of the rain god palace complex. At this moment, he suddenly stopped, turned his head, and moved his gaze to a corpse not far away.

Qiushui slowly took a few steps forward, squatted down, stretched out a pair of trembling hands, and gently closed Zhu Jue's widening eyes. I saw Zhu Jue lying on the ground, and his whole body was in a large shape. A large hole in his chest was blasted out of his chest with a diameter of tens of centimeters, and even the internal organs were gone. And not far from him, there was the corpse of Yan Boshu, but unfortunately it was not complete, only a head remained.

"Who did it...... Qiushui's face was gloomy, his two fists were clenched tightly, and the force was so great that his nails almost embedded in the flesh, leaving several deep blood marks. At this time, there was a terrible scream in his ears, the sound was so familiar that Qiushui's body shook violently. The next moment, the green light flashed, and I saw him urging the Yuan Force of his whole body and running towards the direction where the voice came from at full speed.

As soon as he stepped into the Rain Temple, Qiushui saw two figures in front of the hall. One of them was kneeling on the ground, his hair was disheveled, his hands were tied behind his back, something seemed to be stuffed in his mouth, and he made whimpering noises from time to time. Although this person had his back to Qiushui, Qiushui still recognized her at a glance: "Lin Lin!"

Lin Lin's side was a man in a black robe, burly, with a sun pattern tattooed on his chest, a clown-like mask on his head, and a big knife in his hand, which was pressing it against Lin Lin's neck at the moment. For some reason, Lin Lin didn't seem to notice the arrival of Qiushui, but the man turned his head and glanced at Qiushui meaningfully.

"Don't!" Qiushui let out a heart-rending cry. At the same time, the man swung his knife violently, and the cold light flickered, slashing towards Lin Lin.

"Stop, you bastard!" Qiushui sat up abruptly, gasping for air on the bed. His face was pale, and his clothes were already soaked with sweat. In front of me is a dancing candle flame, like a dancing elf, emitting a brilliant light, which is quite unreal. Zhu Jue stood on the side of the bed, holding a basin of hot water in his hand, and the whole person froze there, looking at Qiushui with a surprised expression.

"You're finally awake, are you okay?" After half a sound, Zhu Jue put the water aside, sat on the edge of the bed, and then asked with concern.

Qiushui was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhu Jue's arm hard, feeling the real touch, and finally convinced that everything just now was just a nightmare for himself.

"It hurts, it hurt......s," Zhu Jue shouted. Qiushui listened, hurriedly retracted his hand, and then said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I didn't control it for a while." But I'm so happy to see you alive. ”

Zhu Jue listened, and an inexplicable expression suddenly appeared on his face. However, he obviously didn't want to argue with Qiushui more, and seeing that Qiushui's complexion gradually recovered, he got up and said, "Since you are awake, then I should also go back, and I will have to compete with Cao De tomorrow, which is not an easy task." The doctor said that you just inhaled too much miasma, coupled with the rapid fire attack on the heart, which caused the blood flow to be unsmooth, the breath disorder, and the coma. With just a few days of resting and medication, you will be able to recover quickly. ”

Qiushui nodded, seeing that Zhu Jue was about to go out, he hurriedly stopped him again: "Wait!"

"What's wrong?" Zhu Jue turned his head and looked at Qiushui suspiciously.

"Has Ouyang Feng been promoted?"

"That's nature. ”

As the night wore on, the door to the banquet hall was closed, but the lights were still bright. Through the screen window, you can vaguely see that Master Puhui, Master Mo, Emperor Rain and Ice Emperor are sitting together, with solemn expressions, as if they are discussing something.

"So, you have already confirmed with the poisonous old man of the Poison Sect, there is no problem with Ouyang Feng's identity?"

"Amitabha, I personally sent someone to the Poison Sect to inquire, presumably the news will not be wrong. Master Pratt & Whitney replied.

"In that case, isn't our original plan null and void?" said the Ice King.

"I wanted Ouyang Feng to advance to the finals, and then waited for the opportunity to observe the situation, secretly arranged, and took the opportunity to wipe out all the people in the black-clothed organization. However, this matter is extremely risky, and if there is a slight mistake, I am afraid that it will be detrimental to other players. Therefore, if the information is really wrong, it is not necessarily a bad thing. The only pity is Qiushui, he probably doesn't know that although the fish scale stone has the effect of stimulating potential, it will reduce the body's immunity, so it is more susceptible to the effects of poisonous gas. There was a hint of guilt in Emperor Yu's tone.

"In any case, we still have to be vigilant against possible moves by the black-clad organization. It's not too early, please go back and rest, for tomorrow's game, the old man is quite looking forward to it. Master Mo touched his beard and said with a smile.

At this moment, Zhu Jue was lying on the bed, only to see him tossing and turning from time to time, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and his forehead was covered with a layer of fine sweat. It can be seen that there is a faint purple light emanating from the **** on his chest, which looks particularly strange in the dark room.