I felt like my chest was going to burst......

When the power of the dual attributes of ice and fire directly hit my body, I felt that the air around my body seemed to be twisting, pulling at my body, so uncomfortable.

The power of the fire as hot as magma cut a blood-red wound on my chest, but at the moment when the blood had not yet dripped down, the fat cook with the boning knife in his left hand launched the power of the ice pole, but it glued my wound together, and the huge contrast between hot and cold made my chest suffer unspeakable pain, and I was almost about to go into shock due to poor breathing.

Before I could react, the fat cook struck again, and the fire power once again caused blood to flow out of the wound that had been cemented by the ice power, ticking and ticking, bright red blood flowed out of my chest, and I hurriedly retreated, but I didn't pay attention to a small pebble on the ground, and a stumble threw me directly to the ground.

To be honest, I didn't expect him to burst out so fast in an instant, even the speed of my blue mark is incomparable, I was just thinking, launching such a big move, I'm afraid it's just a high attack, as for speed, I can use the blue mark to dodge.

But what I never expected was that this big move not only has a high attack, but also a fast speed, just such a move, it is enough to make people fatal, if Sun Yang is present at this time, he will definitely tell me, the attack and speed of this move is undoubtedly the most perfect, but the only shortcoming is defense, if someone sneaks up on him when he attacks, I am afraid that the fat cook will not be able to parry for a while and will be killed.

However, Sun Yang is not here, and my analysis of his big move is only limited to this, because, a bigger and more important fact is in front of my eyes - a large pool of blood has flowed out of my body, and there is still a situation out of control, what should I do?

Golden sore medicine, Yunnan Baiyao, Guiling ointment, Cordyceps sinensis?

Yes!

The brain is in a mess, and then I look at the fat cook, panting not far away, slumped on the ground with one hand, and I want to get up but I can't get up in a short time.

Fortunately, the reason why he couldn't move for a short time was probably because the gorgeous and deadly move just now consumed too much physical energy, that is, during this period of time, I was at least safe.

Now it seems that solving the crisis in front of me - stopping the bleeding - is my top priority, so I have to stop the bleeding before the fat cook can stand up.

I snorted and gasped, although my body was not as consumed as the fat cook, but I am now seriously injured, if the blood flows like this, even the elephant-like physique will not be able to endure, from time to time, my eyes are a little sleepy, I don't know if this is because of the bleeding?

You must know that his move 'kitchen kill' is a one-stroke kill-and-kill move, a comical prelude to the move, unexpected speed, coupled with strong and domineering strength, so that people can't compete with it even if they face each other, and the effect it achieves is - fatal damage.

I don't know why, when the fat cook faced me, he was powerless or what, although he broke through my 'shield' defense, and directly caused damage to my body, but it couldn't hurt my roots, my heart was still beating, and the veins were still transporting blood, although it had been transported to the ground, but I still couldn't turn into a dead body under this trick, I felt very lucky.

"Ahem......"

I suddenly felt a pain in my heart, something seemed to roll in my stomach, my throat was sweet, and I spit out a mouthful of blood......

No, isn't this a scene in a TV series? Is there such an indisputable fact in reality? Because of such a mouthful of blood, my face suddenly turned white and lifeless.

"What, how?" the fat cook still held on to the ground, and said weakly: "In a few moments, you will become a dry corpse due to the exhaustion of blood in the internal organs...... Hahaha......"

The fat cook smiled arrogantly and said word by word.

My face is gloomy, do I just give my life here?

At this time, I don't want to talk about strength, even the most basic hemostasis has not stopped, the destruction of the power of 'ice and fire', so that my blood is like a water pipe, has been murmuring, this is the passage of life, I seem to see ten minutes, or fifteen minutes, and a little longer, half an hour later, I myself, like a very opened mummy, dry up and down, only the eyeballs are dripping, that terrifying look.

In the moment after the fat cook finished speaking, I thought a lot, I still have something to do, as far as it seems at present, if the fat cook is gone, Sun Mei will definitely die, and if Lin Zi wakes up at night, he will definitely not be able to find me when he comes back, or he can see my tombstone, although there will be a tombstone, who will build me a tombstone is not necessarily, or, maybe the fat cook will take my dried corpse to make a delicious side dish, in other words, the dish made by the dry dried corpse must not have the kind of rich people's tender meat delicious......

Ah, what I was thinking, I'm dying.

However, I really can't restrain my thoughts, you must know that the experience of dying is the first time I have encountered it in my life, and it is forgivable to say that I have no experience, and I don't blame anyone now, I blame Lin Tan, why don't I have a reliable skill?

I have to say that as the protagonist, I still feel a little inferior in an instant, even a passerby and the cook have the stunt of 'ice and fire', the protagonist is like a watermelon that can be slaughtered, anyone can come and step on two feet, anyone can abuse and abuse, how can readers have the heart to read it?

No, I can't die yet, how can I die, I'm the protagonist!

If I can stop the bleeding now, I can use some demonic power to delicately stitch up the wound so that it doesn't flow like it does now, but there is nothing around that can be used as an aid.

I wanted to use my torn denim clothes to bandage it indiscriminately, but the wound was too big, and even the denim clothes were already soaked in red, and if I twisted it by hand, it would squeeze out the blood, forget it, it's really unreliable......

Just when I was at the end of the mountain, my left hand suddenly trembled, no, it wasn't my hand shaking, it was the ring on my hand that made a tremor, yes!

At last I saw a village, and I thought I could try it!

I slowly raised my right hand and spat out a few words, "It's up to you......"

That's right, I reached into the ring on my left index finger, you know, when I attacked the 'Qiu Island Garden' at night, I had basically collected all the 'red and blue potions' in the base, I knew that these medicines were precious, although their effect was not to stop the bleeding, but maybe there were some curative effects.

I poked out a bottle of 'Red Devil' from inside, twisted it slightly, opened the cap, and poured the whole bottle of Red Devil into my stomach without hesitation.

'Goo-dong' 'Goo-dong'......

Yes...... I stretched my waist and regained some strength, and although the Red Devil didn't heal my wound a little, it did soak my dry lips a little.

Looking at the fat cook again, his eyes looked directly at the medicine in my hand, and exclaimed, "Red Devil!"

"Oh, I forgot you're from the Dark Alliance, I think you'll recognize this little thing......"

I threw the leftover Red Devil bottle at the fat cook, who could still do it with a wave of his hand, even though he had lost his strength.

With a "snap", the bottle was picked up by the fat cook, and the fat man looked at the bottle in front of him hungrily, as if he was recalling something.

"Sure enough...... Sure enough, you are the ones who stole the 'Twin Demons' from the base, now it's okay, brother, I've avenged you!" the fat cook seemed to be talking to me, and it was like talking to himself.

"Revenge......?" I sighed with a smile.

Suddenly, I coughed violently twice and spat out another mouthful of blood...... Hey, it's not blood, it's acid water in the stomach, what's going on?

When I looked at my body again, the shocking wound seemed to be wriggling, and it was really gradually sewing up my flesh and blood.

"Oh no," the fat cook roared, barely standing up, boning knife in his hand, and hurried towards me.

Bad thing, fortunately, God has mercy, my wound has just healed, if I am not careful, I am afraid that the wound will rebound back to its original state again, what should I do?

The fat cook pressed forward step by step, I kicked the ground with my feet, slowly crawled backwards, and in a moment, the fat cook forced in front of me, and behind me, there was a wall.

I stared at him, my hands groped around behind me, and in a panic I found a wooden stick that was not thick, well, it was better than nothing, and immediately, I swung it out, at this speed, the fat cook was very agile to dodge, at this moment, do you think I have nothing to do?

Hehe, the fat cook's dodge hit my heart, my left hand forward, my index finger stretched out, and said directly: Come to the ring!

When it was too late, the Taizun Ancient Ring instantly opened a rapidly rotating vortex above it, and the madness seemed to produce a powerful suction, sucking the fat cook into his stomach, and then, the space above the ring closed tightly with the fat chef's exclamation.