The twilight glow shone into the trees, dyeing the land golden. The hot wind was blowing, and the trees were swaying quietly, waiting for the night to fall.

The snowflakes that fell in mid-air slowly fell to the ground and turned into water, wetting the land and constantly evaporating into a gaseous state by the high temperature. It's like a fog, and it looks like a fairyland. Hula, a flock of birds startled and fell, chirping and jumping on the branches, looking down at the wolves and monsters below.

In a big battle with the half-demon Cold Evil, he used his size and divine power to forcibly break his ice sword, and he was injured himself. and threw him to the ground, intending to end his life.

The cold evil lay on the warm earth, the hot wind blew his long hair away, and his hands and feet were pressed against the China, so that he could not move for half a minute. He looked directly into China's wolf eyes, and there was a hint of despair in his eyes. He can deceive Sun Zhikuan, but he doesn't have the ability to deceive the wolf. He didn't expect that after killing the ink ghost baby, it would be his own death. Unwillingly, he scolded: "Bastard snow wolf, you have the ability to let go of Lao Tzu, and when Lao Tzu recovers from his injuries, there will be a real duel." If you kill me now, you won't be able to defeat me at all, you are afraid that I will recover, and then take your life! You're a complete ......"

Seeing that China was indifferent, he struggled desperately to survive the cold evil, and scolded like a madman: "I'll fuck your mother's capsizing, you just have a cheap bone, it's useless to live, why don't you crash into a tree and die......"

China's two front legs pressed against his hands, the wolf's claws were clasped on the veins, the hind legs pressed against his legs, and the cold evil limbs were covered with ice, and all movement was blocked by China.

Listening to him scold himself, China's heart was on fire, how could it have been scolded like this? Besides, it's this person who is like a splasher. It's obvious that he bullied himself and couldn't speak. China looks down on him, defeat is defeat, what is the fear of death? Even the mercenaries on the steppe are more imposing than him. Besides, there was no way that China would have spared his life. Knowing that it was death, he didn't keep any dignity for himself, and he was not as good as the ink ghost baby he killed just now. As soon as he closed his eyes, he opened his huge kiss and bit his neck.

With a creak, China bit down on a hard object, and when she opened her eyes, she saw an iron rod lying in front of it. When China looked sideways, he saw a sturdy man, in his thirties, with the smell of boiled broad beans on his body, mixed with sweat and blood. Holding an iron rod in his hand, he was covered with wounds, and a piece of flesh was missing from his shoulder, revealing his white bones. Standing in front of China, glaring at it. Exhaled, "hey", and lifted his arms hard.

China let go of her mouth and took advantage of the situation and withdrew, staring at the man grimly.

Of course, this person is Sun Zhikuan, who chased out, he stood in front of the cold evil like a mountain, separated Chi Na from him, looked at Chi Na with his eyes, and said: "Cold evil, today you and I have exhausted our love. I'll save your life, even if you save my life in the first place. You go, I'll deal with this snow wolf, go to the devil's cave, and never come back. Just like you're dead......"

As he was talking, Sun Zhikuan only felt a pain in his chest, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and when he looked down, he saw a sword coming out of his chest. He turned his head with difficulty and looked at the cold evil in disbelief.

It was the cold evil that attacked him from behind, and the sword Qi Gen did not enter. The terrifying grimace was carrying an eerie sneer, as if he was laughing at Sun Zhikuan's stupidity, and it seemed that he was proud of his masterpiece.

fell to the ground with a thud, Sun Zhikuan's eyes were full of dead silence and despair, and the blood in his mouth gushed out uncontrollably. His mouth opened as if he wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound, and he couldn't even say his last words. He felt his body temperature drain and said to himself: I am going to die, at the hands of the people I once admired. No, no, the real cold evil died seven years ago, this cold evil is just an empty devil, I died under the demon sword. My heart hurts, cold evil, ghost baby, waiting for me on the road.

There was a blur in front of him, and he seemed to see them. The handsome cold evil smiled at him with his sword. The chubby ink ghost baby, taking a puff of cigarette, beckoned to him, and walked over. Seeing his former companion, Sun Zhikuan's heart was happy, his eyes were moistened with tears, he slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to touch, but he only stretched out halfway and lost his strength. At this time, the illusion was shattered, and he spurted out another mouthful of blood, and said in his heart: If you die, you will die, you will not feel distressed when you die, and you will be able to see you when you die.

He closed his eyes peacefully, quietly waiting for death to come, just as the night crept in.

A sword pierced Sun Zhikuan, and the cold evil turned around and ran. After all, the devil is the devil, he is inhuman, and brutality is his nature. For example, someone rescued a dog on the side of the road that was entangled in a net, but was bitten by the dog. Can the dog be blamed for this? It is a dog after all, and not all dogs are benevolent. When frightened, you can't distinguish between good and bad people, and even in normal times, you may not be able to distinguish between good and bad. This is nature, I can't complain about the dog, I can only complain that the person who saves the dog doesn't know how to protect himself.

The sins of heaven are forgivable, but the sins of oneself cannot be lived. Chi Na did not pity Sun Zhikuan at all. But he was very sympathetic to his plight, didn't the candle dragon do this to himself before?

Passing him, Anna pursued the cold evil. Suddenly, someone behind me called it: "China, it turns out that you are here, where have you been this day and night, why didn't you come back earlier?" I saw Xiong Huang walking slowly with a big belly, talking as he walked. He was holding a bamboo in his hand, and the bamboo leaves and the upper half had been gnawed off by him, presumably eating while walking on the way here. He was weak in speech, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen from being beaten on his head, and he was also injured. But he's fine, on the surface, it doesn't look like he's hurt very badly. There is a shocking red fist mark on his chest, and Chi Na feels that this fist mark is not simple, I am afraid that Xiong Huang has suffered a lot of internal injuries and needs to be recuperated in time.

Previously, Xiong Huang had taken his bones, rested and recuperated for a while, and after the drug attacked, he felt that he could walk, so he followed the direction all the way. When the cold evil left, he said that he would kill the ink ghost baby first, he knew how much strength his giant mallet sky cannon used, and naturally he also knew where the ink ghost baby was beaten. He wanted to help Sun Zhikuan, but he was injured and did not recover, so he naturally did not walk fast, and he stopped and stopped, so he also came at this time. It just so happened to meet China.

When he saw China, he was surprised, happy, sad and angry, and walked over with tears in his eyes. To his shock, China was covered in wounds, and his flesh was rolling, especially a wound from the top of his head to his neck, and even his skull was exposed. There was also a bloody gash on the front leg, which was fortunately sealed in ice, otherwise the bleeding alone would have killed it. The good news is that as long as there is China, it can save more effort to get rid of the bad guys. The sad thing is that what happened on this day made him and Sun Zhikuan go through life and death several times. Angry that China dropped the chain at a critical moment, and disappeared for a day and a night.

The cold evil doesn't matter to China, he doesn't care if he lives or dies, he just sees him as a prey, whether he lives or dies, what does it have to do with China?

China knew what she wanted, and she didn't have to kill someone who had nothing to do with her to be happy. When it saw Xiong Huang coming, and he was injured, he gave up his plan to chase the cold evil. Besides, China was not beaten with iron, and he was now covered with wounds, and the day and night of fighting had exhausted him mentally and physically, and he didn't bother to chase him.

"You're injured, I'll treat you." Saying that, Xiong Huang walked up quickly, walked in a hurry, his body was crooked and almost fell, he hurriedly held on to a tree next to him, took a breath and walked over slowly.

China licked Xiong Huang's wound, and saw that although he was weak, he was not worried about his life, so he was relieved.

Xiong Huang saw a person lying on the ground, this person had a sword stuck in his back, his face was covered with blood, and he recognized it as Sun Zhikuan after careful identification, and he couldn't help but be startled. Seeing that Chi Na was fine and there was no worry about his life, he walked towards Sun Zhikuan.

Probing Sun Zhikuan's snort, seeing that there was still vitality and salvation, after all, they were also comrades-in-arms who had fought together, and said urgently: "China, you bear with it first, I will treat him first." His injuries were severe and life-threatening. It's good that I didn't stab my heart, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to do anything about it. I'm going to treat him first so he can live. ”

Xiong Huang's big hand grasped the hilt of the sword, but due to his weakness and muscle spasms, his hands trembled uncontrollably. In this case, he will not be able to pull out the sword at all, and even if he pulls it out, it will kill Sun Zhikuan because of the secondary injury.

Xiong Huang was in a hurry, "snapped", and slapped the back of his hand fiercely. It didn't help, and his hands kept shaking.

"What's going on? What's going on? What's going on? ...... "Every time he asked, he would pat it on his hand, and his strength was not small, and even the black hair on the back of his hand was slapped away by him, revealing the red skin inside. But his hands were still shaking, and they were shaking more and more.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and remembered Master Xiong's words: The Heavenly Power Firmament Cannon is divided into four layers, and each layer will bring a certain amount of trauma to the boxer. If you are not born with an iron fist, you will use it forcibly, and your hands will be abolished. Even if he is born with an iron fist that can withstand the backlash damage caused by the power of heaven, he will not be able to use his strength for a period of time. This period shortens as the puncher's strength grows. Therefore, after casting the Heavenly Power Firmament Cannon, there needs to be a recuperation period before you can fight again......

At this time, the sky was dark, and Xiong Huang raised a fire, and the firelight illuminated this piece red.

Seeing Sun Zhikuan's life being lost bit by bit, Xiong Huang was so anxious that he burst into tears, wiping his tears with the back of his hand and crying, sitting on the ground in a daze, not knowing what to do. He could not see death without help, and watched the wounded die in front of him. He was a doctor, and his conscience could not get by. When his doctor teacher taught him his first lesson, he told him that doctors should treat the sick and save people as their first priority, and they must not see the injured and leave them alone, no matter who this person is......