readx; Zhao Zheng didn't know what was in his heart, it was just a fatal infarction, he became irritable for a while, looking around, the haze in the sky had almost dispersed, and the mass grave was cold again, and in the distance, Ye Wushao was still motionless on the ground, he was afraid that he was already dead. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhao Zheng looked at these, and his irritability was even worse, he stood up, turned left and right, his hands and feet were so uncomfortable, and there was a very uncomfortable feeling in his body, he wanted to vent out, but he didn't know how to do it.

At this time, a thunderbolt flashed in the sky farther away for no reason, and in an instant, the mass grave was like a white sun, and Shen Canruo's body was thrown on the ground like a pile of waste, and Zhao Zheng's irritability was even worse.

Suddenly, as if he had gone mad, he fell to his knees and slashed with his hands.

His bare hands were digging into the deep, hard earth, and the dirt was flying.

Perhaps, only in this way can he express the resentment in his chest.

I don't know how long it took, but the night was deeper, and under Zhao Zheng's body, there was a long pit half a foot deep.

He picked up Shen Canruo's body, put it in, stretched his hands and feet for him, and then picked up the soil with both hands and covered him one by one.

He had experienced the greatest fear, and at this point, he no longer knew what it was like.

Finally, a small grave was made for Shen Canruo.

This mass grave may be his destined destination, and he may have come to find his destiny.

His anxiety seemed to have subsided a little, but his chest was still lingering, and he couldn't let go.

Then, he walked over to Ye Wustalk's side.

Ye Wustalk's body fell in a pool of blood, and Zhao Zheng knew that it was his own blood.

There was no skin on his body that was completely complete, and his skin was torn apart, and in addition to blood, white bones could be seen.

Zhao Zheng's heart tightened, and he trembled very strongly.

At this moment, he saw Ye Wushan's head raised, a face that was already miserable and blurred beyond recognition.

Ye Wujiao glanced at him, lay his head on the ground again, and said, "Give me water." ”

He's alive.

Zhao Zheng had an inexplicable joy, he rushed forward with an arrow step, and stretched out his arm to hug the bloody Ye Wustalk tightly.

The feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe.

In an instant, all the boredom in his chest gathered, Zhao Zheng choked, and finally howled out loudly.

Tears rolled down his face and down his chin.

Zhao Zheng couldn't help himself, and the more he cried, the more sad he became.

Sorrow comes from the heart, and it hurts from the heart.

He choked up, "Didn't you always want to kill me? You can kill me now, now." ”

As he spoke, he shook Ye Wustalk's body violently.

When Ye Wujiao was weakened at this time, he couldn't even speak, let alone anything else, he was shaken twice by Zhao Zheng, and a mouthful of evil blood surged into his heart, and he fainted.

Zhao Zheng cried for a long time, and the boredom in his chest was slightly reduced.

Knowing that Ye Wujiao just fainted, he put him down, let him rest, and found some stones on the mass grave and covered Shen Canruo's grave so that he could easily identify it, and he was busy for most of the night, until the east turned white, Zhao Zheng was sleepy, hungry, thirsty and tired, and he couldn't take care of it so much, so he fell asleep on top of a pile of mass graves.

I didn't sleep for a long time, the time and space in the dream were chaotic, and all kinds of strange things followed, and for a while, Shen Canruo came back to life again, and said to him with a smile: "Brother Zhao." "At one time, Ye Wuzhi couldn't wake up no matter how he called, and at the same time, many people he didn't know chased and killed him with machetes.

Zhao Zheng woke up with a pounding heart, a back of sweat in his dream, when he opened his eyes, his eyes were already full of light, his heart was stunned, Zhao Zheng looked around with sleepy eyes, still desolate.

He looked at the sessile leaf not far away, still lying there motionless.

He walked around, found some wild fruits and vegetables in the nearby fields, and munched on them to relieve some hunger.

Zhao Zheng was a little hungry, and saw a stream not far from the gang. He ran down, drank a full stream of water, and was about to bring some water back to Ye Wushan, when he looked east and west, and saw nothing more than stones and stones, and there was no vessel for water. When I turned my head to look upstream, I faintly saw that several people upstream were also lying on the side of the stream drinking water. Those few people inadvertently saw Zhao Zheng downstream, and then a few voices shouted thunderously: "Stinky beggar, come here to drink water, and dirty our water." ”

The voice came from afar, Zhao Zheng looked up, because he was far away and couldn't see it really, at the moment he was exhausted, and he didn't bother to pay attention to the upper-class people, he leaned down and drank a few sips of water, and the upper-class people who listened to him scolded and scolded, and inadvertently realized that these voices were so familiar, and then raised his eyes to look at the upper class carefully, he had excellent eyesight since he was taking immortal medicine in Dongmen Valley, and at this moment he raised his eyes and looked closely, the figure in the distance was close to getting bigger in his eyes, and when he saw it clearly, Zhao Zheng couldn't help jumping in his heart, those people were not the senior brothers, the second senior brother, the third senior brother, who were the third senior brother？

Zhao Zheng couldn't imagine that he could meet his senior brothers here, and under the great joy, his energy was sluggish, and his eyes could no longer see the truth.

His heart was surging, regardless of these, a kind of foreign relatives moved from the bottom of his heart, straight to the brain, he was surging in his heart, regardless of others, pulled out his feet and ran to the upper stream, Zhao Zheng was in the mood agitation, stimulating divine power, the speed was extremely fast, in a moment, it was in front of the three people, and it was about to crash into the arms.

The three of them were defenseless, and when they saw the downstream pickled beggars suddenly running for their lives, they all subconsciously raised their knives to defend themselves, Zhao Zheng was running too fast, and he couldn't stop for a while, and he was about to crash into the three of them, but the three of them were also moved, and in a hurry, the three big feet kicked viciously towards the front door of Zhao who rushed at the same time, Zhao Zheng couldn't stop, and shouted in his heart, "Bitter!" , Hurriedly leaned his head to dodge, but how could he dodge, his head was stiffly hit by these three kicks, he leaned back, and was kicked into the river with a bang, and the three of them were also hit by the counterforce of Zhao Zheng's collision and fell to the ground together, limping up.

The Xingxi River is not turbulent, and the water is shallow. Zhao Zheng was not aggrieved, and when he met his relatives, he was treated like this, tears and the river water pulled out of the river, and at this time, the three of them also saw Zhao Zheng's face, and they all exclaimed that they were junior brothers, and they rushed to drag the ** Zhao Zheng out of the river.

When Zhao Zheng saw his senior brother and junior brother, he had mixed feelings, and called out in a choked voice: "Senior brother, second senior brother, third junior brother, how are you?"

Zhang Ren, Li Yi, and Song Zhi's faces were full of surprise and surprise, and finally, the three of them shouted almost in unison: "Senior brother, are you still alive?"

The last time they broke up, Zhao Zheng was kidnapped by the old man Zou who even Feng Violent Tiger was afraid of, thinking that the junior brother would not be able to escape the doom this time, and he was killed, but he didn't expect Zhao Zheng to live well, and it seemed that he was unscathed.

When they met here, the three of them were also quite sad, and they wanted to hug Zhao Zheng and cry, but they had no choice but to see that Zhao Zheng was wet, dirty and smelly, so they had to give up.

Zhang Ren asked Li Yi and Song Zhi to collect some firewood, and the two of them happily busied.