Carefully looking around, Hu Wei made his butt on a grass, while paying attention to the movements around him, he put a few herbs he had just found on the stone beside him, and took the dagger in his hand. (Baidu search.)

After hiding in the jungle for two days, Hu Wei not only failed to return to Linggui City, but became farther and farther away from it. The Anrong people seem to be determined to catch Hu Wei this time, and their search and arrest work has not stopped for a moment, day and night.

Coupled with the day before, Hu Wei hadn't slept for three days. I don't know how many fights between the upper eyelids and the lower eyelids, and I believe that sooner or later I will have to turn my face. However, compared to his small life, Hu Wei can't take care of their feelings now, no matter how tired he is, he doesn't allow himself to sleep.

The place under the rib that is bitten by an insect is very troublesome. It festers and oozes foul-smelling yellow water, and it has a tendency to expand. So that Hu Wei had to take time out of his limited rest time to deal with it.

Putting the collected herbs in his mouth and chewing them, Hu Wei cut the clothes under his ribs, and used the dagger to clean the rotten flesh from the wound little by little. If a knife cuts someone else's body, it doesn't hurt, but if it cuts on your own body, it's different. What kind of feeling is it to cut one's own flesh little by little with a knife. Ling Chi was already miserable, and he had to use the knife himself, thinking about it could scare people half to death.

After a while, Hu Wei's clothes were already soaked with sweat, and if he got closer, he could still hear the sound of his teeth being bitten. In the place under the ribs, it is very inconvenient to go under the knife, which makes Hu Wei's pain even more.

Cutting the outer layer of the epidermis, a fishy yellow water gushes out, and the feeling of swelling is temporarily gone, replaced by a kind of itching. This is a kind of itching that springs up from the bottom of my heart, and I really want to stab it with a knife and give myself a good time.

The pain is bearable, but the itch is very unbearable. But at this time, even if it is unbearable, you have to endure it.

Hu Wei had used all his strength to control the knife in his hand, but it was still shaking disobediently, and it couldn't accurately cut the flesh on the wound. Everyone has the instinct to protect themselves, and Hu Wei is stronger than ordinary people in this aspect. Using one's own brain to direct one's own knife to cut one's own flesh is obviously an act that violates instinct, and the hand is naturally reluctant to give birth to resistance.

This instinctive resistance, instead of reducing Hu Wei's suffering, has put Hu Wei in danger. Hu Wei knew very well in his heart that this was not a place to stay for a long time. Even if the Anrong people had just searched here not long ago, but the second and third waves of searching, it won't take long for them to come again. You have to hurry up, heal the wound, and leave immediately.

Gritting his teeth, Hu Wei was ruthless, and stabbed himself in the thigh. The piercing pain made the hand steady, maybe it was also afraid. Being cruel to others is nothing. People who can be ruthless to themselves can be regarded as truly ruthless.

In this respect, Hu Wei can be regarded as a ruthless person. Broken bones are reconnected, daggers are used to cut flesh, not iron men, they can't do this.

It wasn't until he put the chewed herbs in his mouth on the wound that Hu Wei let out a long breath. Before he could bandage in a hurry, suddenly, Hu Wei's face changed, and there was a shouting sound in the distance, and An Rongren came again. Listening to this movement, there were quite a few people coming. There is no hurry to bandage the wound, you have to run away quickly.

After a simple tidying up, Hu Wei bent on his waist, pressed the wound tightly with one hand, and retreated along the grass. The reason why I chose to treat my wounds here is because the terrain here is more complicated, and there are several directions, but Hu Wei is out of the way.

As soon as he walked five or six hundred meters, Hu Wei stopped, and there was a team of Anrong people in front of him who were searching in this direction. After changing directions several times in a row, they all found Anrong people, which is not a good situation.

"Maragobi's!"

Hu Wei scolded secretly, no need to ask to know, the scouts of the Anrong people must have found some wire lock, and now this area has been blocked.

Although the advance speed of the Anrong people is not fast, it is only a matter of time before such a distance is discovered.

What to do!

Hu Wei's eyes wandered around, hoping to find a place to hide. There were at least 2,000 people gathered around the settlers this time, and they couldn't hide in ordinary places.

When he was in a hurry, a bird call attracted Hu Wei's attention. On an old tree, there is a bird's nest. Hiding in a tree, that's not okay, but the mud pool under the tree can be used.

That piece of rotten quagmire, Hu Wei had seen it before. It was a small swamp pit that formed naturally. It's not very big, at most it's about half a basketball court. It is not ideal to come to Tibet, but Hu Wei does not have much choice at this time.

Taking a deep breath, Hu Wei ran seventy or eighty meters in the other direction, deliberately leaving a little clue and pointing out a wrong direction. Then he carefully retreated, climbed up the tree, and used the Flying Claws to swing himself to the edge of the swamp. Be careful not to see that the swamp is not big, and elephants will die if they fall into it.

After carefully calculating the height distance, Hu Wei tied one end to the root of the old tree and the other end to his waist. After checking that there were no problems, Hu Wei slowly sank himself into the swamp.

The thin thread tied to his body became tighter and tighter, and Hu Wei finally did not sink any further. At this time, Hu Wei was hanging in the swamp, and the only connection with the outside world was the filament. That's Hu Wei's lifeline, if something goes wrong with it, Hu Wei will bury himself. At that time, Anrong people couldn't find him, but he didn't come out again.

The pressure in the swamp was very high, and the stinky mud was desperately drilling into Hu's nose and ears, and even the chrysanthemums seemed to feel very stressed. The worst thing was those wounds, although Hu Wei had been hastily bandaged, he could still clearly feel that there was mud poured into it.

Leaning on the bamboo pipe used to feed the medicine, Hu Wei maintained his slow breathing, he imagined himself as a stone, even if he felt something in the mud arching all the time, he didn't dare to pay attention to it. I hope there won't be any more eyeless bugs, and I can give them another bite.

The world in the swamp is very wonderful. Here, in the whole world, it seems that only Hu Wei is left. He could hear his own heartbeat and feel the blood flowing through his veins. The most amazing thing is that Hu Wei can actually feel the tomahawk tattoo on the palm of his right hand, beating with the frequency of his heartbeat.

The blood flow was getting slower and slower, and Hu Wei felt that his body was getting colder and colder. He didn't know how long he would be able to hold on, he just knew that he had to keep going.

Suddenly, the palm of his right hand beat violently a few times, and Hu Wei knew that it was An Rong who had arrived. Faintly, he could hear the voice above, and knew that there were quite a few people coming this time.

The filaments tied to his body trembled violently, and the cold sweat on Hu Wei's body came down. Fortunately, after a while, I didn't feel that someone was going to pull the thin thread, and the sound of horses neighing came from my ears. It seems that someone did not find the thread, but someone tied the horse under the tree.

There were a lot of weeds growing under the old tree, and Hu Wei could only pray that the horse was not very hungry and that he would not eat all the grass. Otherwise, a straight line can easily attract the attention of Anrong people. As long as one person discovers that lifeline, Hu You's little life can be regarded as being explained here.

The Anrong people have never had the intention of leaving, and they don't know if they want to camp here. Hu Wei didn't dare to go out and ask, so he could only silently play the game of pretending to be a stone.

After a while, there was a sound of water in my ears, and from time to time, water droplets slipped into Hu Wei's mouth through the bamboo pipe. It's hot, and it's very angry.

Maragobi's, someone peed on it. Sprinkle it, don't pour your grandmother's into the bamboo pipe. Don't know if there's anyone down there?

Hu Wei sneered underneath, but there was nothing he could do. Not to mention peeing, even if it's, he has to endure it. The only thing Hu Wei can do now is to imagine that it is a beautiful girl who is doing this. Although he is a little perverted, thinking about it can make him feel better somewhat. Otherwise, when you think that those nectar come from men, uh, it's better not to think about it.

The drowsiness is getting heavier and heavier, and I can still hold on hard with my eyes open before, but when I close my eyes at this time, I will fall asleep if I am not careful. In this situation, it is impossible to sleep. Once you do fall asleep, you will never wake up.

Hu Wei kept reminding himself that he must not sleep. But things seem to be getting worse. The body is getting colder and colder, but the drowsiness is getting stronger and stronger. I haven't slept for three days, it's really hard.

On the tattered and smoky city, the soldiers of the Immortal Bird Special Combat Team silently ate the steamed buns in their hands, and their eyes glanced at the new commander from time to time. The guy in the gold armor was the son of the regiment commander Sumendar, known as the Major General Zilawi. Two days ago, after the Anrong people stopped attacking the city, he took over here, and the Immortal Bird Special Combat Team, because of his arrival, was also reorganized into the Immortal Bird Independent Regiment.

The size of the unit has grown, and many of the team have been promoted, but no one can be happy. Because their original commander, General Hu You, disappeared.

No one knows where General Hu Youbian went, the soldiers only knew that the commander who was willing to use his life to cover everyone, and the soldier who could give his life to him, Lord Hu You, never came back after being called by the army commander.

Some people guess that Hu Wei was secretly assigned a task, and some people guess that Hu Wei should have been promoted and transferred elsewhere. The soldiers tried their best to guess the best, because none of them wanted to say the answer in their hearts, they didn't want any conspiracy in this, they all wanted Hu Wei to be alive.

Jebe wanted to rush to the city lord's mansion several times to ask about the news of Sumendar's worries, but Hou San forcibly stopped him, and they also made a big deal for this. Not only Jebe, but many soldiers wanted to inquire about Hu Wei. As long as they can get news of Lord Hu Wei, even if it is death, they are willing.

If it weren't for Hou San's firm tone to tell the soldiers, Lord Hu Wei would come back one day and lead the adults to kill the enemy together, and the Immortal Bird Independent Regiment might have mutinied a long time ago.

In the past two days, there has been a message in the army, saying that the reason why the Anrong people stopped the attack was because their third prince, Lin Zhengfeng, was shot through the neck with an arrow. The news said that the arrow was fired by Zirawi, but the soldiers of the immortal bird did not believe it.

There are many doubts in this, first of all, Zilawi and Ben do not have that kind of archery, and with his identity, it is impossible to carry out assassination. The most important point is that the settlers are now working hard to capture the Assassin, and Zilawi is here. Not to mention all of the above, if it was really Lin Zhengfeng who was assassinated by Qilawi, why didn't he directly report it to the whole army, but spread these gossip. It's weird.

Compared to the nonsense, the Immortal Bird soldiers wondered in their hearts if the assassin would be a fool. First of all, everyone knows Hu Wei's archery technique, and it can be done completely. Moreover, the night before Lin Zhengfeng was stabbed, Hu Wei went to see Sumatar and never came back, and the time is very consistent. Hu Wei has the ability and time to do this, but now he has not returned to the camp, if he can't get it right, the person arrested by the Anrong people is likely to be him.

No one has said anything about this conjecture. As long as the soldiers make eye contact with each other, they know that these comrades-in-arms who live and die together think the same thing as themselves.

The steel needle was silently inserted into the flesh, and Hu suddenly woke up. This is already the seventh stitch, and only in this way can he keep himself from sleeping.

The hateful Anrong people are really camping here, don't they know that there is already a lord here?

Calculating the time in his heart, Hu Wei sadly found that it was now at most ten o'clock in the evening, and there was still a long time before dawn.

After soaking in the swamp for so long, my legs have become numb and unconscious. The thin thread tied to the waist has also been cut into the meat, and Hu Wei is not sure when this thin rope will cut itself in half.

After gritting his teeth and hardening for more than two hours, Hu Wei felt that his breathing was getting hotter and hotter. With the experience of Hu Wei's doctors more than a dozen years ago, he knew that he was having a fever.

I didn't sleep for three days, a lot of body was consumed, and I was soaked in the wet and cold mud for so long, and it was very good not to die. Fever, is it a strange thing?

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and the ship was late and encountered a head wind. Hu Wei has known since he was a child that his luck is not very good. But this time, it can really be said that it was carried home. The days were already difficult, and now he has a fever again, which is really his grandmother's - it's so cool!

As time went on, Hu Wei's breathing became hotter and hotter, and his internal organs seemed to be about to burn. On the contrary, his body is getting colder and colder, and his spirit has entered a semi-blurred state. Hu Wei gritted his teeth and pricked himself a few more times, but there was no pain at all.

The taste of infinite desolation surged into Hu Wei's heart, and all the things in the past and present lives, like a movie, were replayed in Hu Wei's mind.

"Click!"

Hu Wei's teeth clenched too tightly, and he bit the bamboo tube he used to breathe.

Is he really going to die this time? Hu Wei lost all thoughts for a while, and in the face of the coming death, he actually seemed so calm for the first time.

I can't even move a finger all over my body. At this time, don't say that you are afraid that Anrong people will find out, even if you want to throw yourself into the net, it is impossible.

It's not bad to die quietly like this, I don't belong to this world, I came inexplicably, and disappeared quietly, but it's a pity that my imperial dream has never come true!

At this time, a picture suddenly appeared in Hu Wei's mind. In the center of the picture is a man wearing treasure armor, carrying a black bow, and holding a battle axe in his right hand. Behind him, there was a big handsome flag, and on the flag was a divine bird with black flames burning all over its body. Underneath the banner, there stood a row of mighty generals, and after the generals, there were countless soldiers.

The man

'Boom!'

The picture exploded the moment it appeared, and Hu Wei felt a burning pain all over his body, and a wave of fire burst out from the ring on his left hand, turning into thousands of threads, rushing into various large and small veins. The heat has not passed, and there is a strange cold in the right palm, and the killer will come out and crash towards the heat.

One cold and one hot, fighting in Hu You's body, Hu Wei only felt that the meridians of his whole body seemed to explode. Xiao Hu Wei was also angered at this time and skyrocketed.

What broken bones are reconnected, what flesh is cut to heal, compared to Hu Wei's current pain, those are nothing to the original. The dire situation is no longer enough to describe, perhaps only the sentence that you can't survive and you can't die, can you slightly express Hu Wei's situation at this time.

The Anrong people who camped here, and the people who didn't know what they were looking for, were in the mud not far away. The leader has not slept all night, still analyzing Hu Wei's possible movements. How did they know if Hu Wei died in the swamp this time. No matter how careful their plan is, they still can't find Hu Worry for the rest of their lives. Unless they have nothing to do to dig up that swamp.

The bamboo pipe was bitten to pieces, and Hu Wei couldn't breathe at this time, but the huge pain had made him forget to pay attention to these. He wished he could faint so that he could be calm before he died, and he wouldn't have to suffer so much. However, the perseverance that has been exercised for a long time has been exerted beyond the limit. Not only did he not faint, but he was extremely sensitive, and he knew what pain was going through in every nerve and how every cell was being torn.

Hu Wei didn't know how long he had endured such pain. Maybe it's a few minutes, maybe it's a day, maybe it's a year or more, it doesn't make sense for him to do it. He just wanted to know when this kind of suffering would end, and whether there was any possibility of an end.

The sun and the moon alternated, day after day, and another seven days passed that were destined not to be recorded in history. The Anrong people on the shore have long since left, but the worries in the swamp have not changed. At least from the outside, it's the same as it was seven days ago.

However, is there really no change?

No.

Much has changed.

Just now, Hu Wei suddenly found that the fiery and cold had receded, and in its place, it was a kind of comfort. A kind of refreshment from the inside out, including the big toes. It is more comfortable than lying in the arms of a beauty, and more refreshing than **essence.

What happened to Hu Wei's body?

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