Transparent wind blades weave an impenetrable net that envelops the octopus's massive body.

Then, the dense wind net began to shrink inward, unhurriedly, but unstoppable. In just a few breaths, the octopus monster was tortured by a thousand cuts, and then turned into centimeter-sized pieces.

The fragments gradually fell down the cracks in the wind net, and as soon as they touched the ground, they scattered into a cloud of dust and dissipated into the air.

This is a strong enemy, and Chen Yu felt an unprecedented pressure. There is also a sense of déjà vu, as if I have seen it somewhere.

At this time, another group of people came over, led by a young man who had a relationship with Chen Yu, Chen Yu remembered his name - Qiao, after all, Chen Yu took out a team under him.

This is really a narrow road.

Chen Yu's state at the moment is very bad, in fact, even in his heyday, he is not half sure that he will survive from the middle-aged man, that is a huge gap in rank. Not to mention, there are quite a few well-armed fighters around.

If they're going to enter the passage, they're probably going to be here today.

Chen Yu has experienced many near-death situations, and the more nervous he is, the calmer his state of mind becomes. His heartbeat slowed to the point where it was almost in hibernation as a cold-blooded animal, and the flow of blood to a near-standstill. At this time, even if someone passed by him, they would only treat him as a dead corpse without breath.

This kind of physical control ability has gone beyond the scope of ordinary humans, and even among those who are able, there are very few who can do it. At least at this moment, he is the only one who can enter this extreme state of rest.

"Friends hiding in the shadows, come out!"

The middle-aged man looked in the direction of the passage and said lightly.

Chen Yu only hesitated for a moment, but still stood up and walked out of the passage.

In fact, he knew that it was not him that the middle-aged man perceived, but Dai Shan and those children who were still hiding in the depths of the passage. However, he could not watch the defenseless and weak, and when he was already about to climb the cliff, he was once again driven into the abyss.

Despair that misses out on disappointment will sink the soul forever. He knew the feeling and he hated it.

So, he stepped up.

The middle-aged man's face was different, obviously feeling a little unexpected, but this emotion was only for a moment, and he quickly returned to the state of Gujing without waves.

"You're courageous, but you're not smart enough."

He waved his hand casually, and a transparent wind blade came to Chen Yu's side without warning.

This method is almost to the limit of what can be captured visually, although Chen Yu has been on guard for a long time, he only has time to hold the black knife across his chest, and the wind blade has already arrived.

The black knife successfully blocked the path of the wind blade, it was strong enough, so it was not cut off instantly, but was pushed and crashed into Chen Yu's chest, the back of the knife was squeezed and embedded in the tight muscles in his chest, and then the bones, he clearly felt that 3 ribs had been broken and deformed, and they had crashed into the alveoli little by little!

The more difficult it was for Chen Yu to breathe, the strength in his body was losing little by little, his eyes were blackened for a while, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

A sharp pain brought Chen Yu to his senses, he gritted his teeth, jumped backwards in pain, and after retreating seven or eight steps in a row, he finally unloaded the huge force from the black knife.

No matter how strong the wind blade is, it is already powerless at this moment, Chen Yu tilted the black knife, and the wind blade was picked out.

Chen Yu leaned against the wall, gasping for breath, a double image appeared in front of him, his body was on the verge of collapse, and he could barely maintain his standing with the black knife in his hand.

The middle-aged man glanced at it with interest, as if he didn't expect Chen Yu to be able to take over this attack.

By this time, Joe Keynes had already walked over. He showed a decent and polite smile peculiar to aristocrats and said, "I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon." ”

"You seem to like to cause trouble to others!"

Chen Yu also smiled, his eyes were in a trance, and he could only barely distinguish the direction of the person who came by his voice, his eyes looked a little hollow, and his voice was a little weak:

"You're wrong, I'm better at solving problems for others!"

He slid down the wall, for it would save some effort, but it looked like a broken jar.

"If I say I'm Violet's person, can you let me go?"

"Violet? It's really a strong enough background. No one wants to be an enemy of Violet easily, including me......"

"But what? Just say but! ”

"Hehe, you're such an interesting person. If you're just a scavenger with no background, I'll probably take you back. ”

Joe paused suddenly, then lowered his voice and continued, "But, precisely because you are a Violet person, you can only die here today!" ”

Chen Yu leaked a puzzled look and asked, "I don't understand this, isn't it a good thing to have a background, after all, people say that it's good to enjoy the shade with your back against a big tree!" Could it be that you have a personal vendetta with Violet? ”

"If that's the case, I can also be a Violet person." He threw a badge out of his pocket and still on the ground, "Look, now I'm not!" ”

"Hahaha......"

Joe was stunned for a moment, and then laughed insolently, "Interesting, you're so interesting!" It makes me feel like it's a shame to just kill you. ”

"You want to stall for time and let your buddy hiding behind you escape? Or do you think someone will come to your rescue? It doesn't matter, it's just that I have a personal habit of wasting time. ”

"So, you go and die first! Soon after, your companions will follow you. ”

As he spoke, he gestured to the soldiers beside him.

The two soldiers raised their crossbows, aimed at Chen Yu's head, and pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the two arrows shot out like two streamers.

"Poof—"

It was the sound of sharp arrows entering flesh.

"Tick-"

"Tick-"

Blood fell to the ground as it flowed down the cluster of arrows.

Something surprising happened.

Chen Yu raised his head suspiciously, he was not dead, and there was a tall figure like an iron tower in front of him.

It was Mo Yu, and this time, there was no phantom on his back. He held an arrow in one hand, blood gushing from the palm of his hand. But he still turned his head and smiled proudly at Chen Yu, a mouthful of big white teeth glowing with white flowers in the dark night.

"Good brother, it's time for me to come!"

"Second goods." Chen Yu muttered and cursed.

Mo Yu had a puzzled look on his face, as if he didn't hear clearly, and then he rolled his eyes and slapped his face down on the ground.

"Poison on the arrow!"

Bang Bang Bang ......

Joe applauded with interest and said, "Yes, yes, it's really unexpected!" ”

"So this time, can anyone else come to save you?"

Chen Yu grinned, closed his eyes resignedly, but spoke-for-tat, "That's not for sure, my character has always been very good, and when I walk on the street, there are girls who throw me into my arms." But you have to be careful, I can't make a thunderbolt on a sunny day and let you walk in front of me. ”

"Let's do it!"

The two warriors pulled the trigger again, and the arrows flew out with a deadly cold light.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and the flying arrows seemed to be drawn to rest, and suddenly stopped in mid-air with great eeriity.

Not only the arrows, but also the soldiers, the dust, the wind, the sounds, and even the night all stopped, and everything around them was still, like a realistic oil painting that was forever frozen in a certain time fragment.

If this is a painting, then who is the artist and where?

A blonde girl in a white dress walked out of the painting, and where she walked, there were plants and trees, birds singing and insects chirping, colorful colors, and Vientiane Senluo...... Her brisk steps and clothes become the scenery in the painting, but no one can deny that her face is the most beautiful scenery in the world, whether in the painting or outside the painting.

The girl's voice is as crisp as a pleasant wind chime, and probably only such a natural voice can be worthy of her upside-down face!

"Entrusted by someone, I'll take two people away!" She said.

The middle-aged man looked at Joe with an inquiring gaze.

Qiao shook his head imperceptibly, then looked at the girl, and said in a complicated tone, "What is your identity when you came here today?" ”

"Woman!"

The girl smiled and gave a surprising answer, a smile that bloomed in her eyes like an epiphany.

This answer is almost absurd, and it can't help but make people confused. However, Joe understood.

There are many different positions of people, and in addition to identity, there is also gender. And when the latter form appears, things tend to get complicated, but sometimes, it can also get extremely simple.

Joe was a smart man, and he was relieved to hear the answers he was looking for.

"Well, as you wish! I would like to present to you the most revered etiquette of the Cairns family! ”

The girl in the white dress nodded, then walked to Chen Yu's side, and waved her hand to sprinkle two pieces of white lotus-like clear light.

"Are you still alive?"

"Hmm!"

"Come with me!"

A feeling of coolness permeates the whole body, and the dry essentia seems to be infused with a fresh spring, rejuvenating again. Chen Yu suddenly remembered something and said, "Wait......"

"Big brother!"

At the entrance of the passage, the three surviving children forgot the fright along the way, forgot the blood stains on their bodies, and showed a clean and bright smile.

Dai Shan also smiled, with a hint of relief in her smile and the happiness of the rest of her life after the catastrophe. This is a smile that has not appeared for a long time, the smile is a little dry, and a little extravagant, she smiled and laughed, and suddenly her body went limp, and she fell to the ground.

"Puff ......"

"Puff ......"

Three five or six-year-olds also fell one after another.

There was still a smile on the corner of their mouths, but black blood gushed out of their eyes, nostrils, and mouths, like flowers dyed red by the morning glow.

They survived the long night of despair, withstood the storm, but they were too fragile to bear the weight of hope, and the flowers of life withered forever before the first rays of dawn before they could bloom.

The "Satanic" virus that spread out of the passage took their lives.