Chapter 470
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If there were only two hours left in your life, what would you do?
This is the problem Qingchen encountered at the beginning of crossing. Now he is facing it again.
But this time, fate may not give him two hours.
The wolves behind him have penetrated into the woods like raindrops. The speed of dust celebration is very fast, but the wolves are not slow.
Qingchen has never run in knee deep snow. This unfamiliar sports environment makes it difficult for him to give full play to his speed.
But unlike wolves, they seem to know more about this extremely bad weather and live for it.
The boy felt that his physical strength was consuming rapidly, and it was sooner or later that he was caught up by the wolves.
He could hear the footsteps and wheezes of wolves stepping on the snow, and his heart beat like a drum.
All this noise, but the snow forest lining is particularly quiet and open.
But Qingchen has no fear.
Among the wolves, there are more than ten of the most vigorous wild wolves running fast. They are so fast that they are surrounded by Qingchen's two wings.
Like a pair of scissors, the blade is gradually closing.
From the withered snow forest in winter, the hunting of wolves on the ground is particularly spectacular.
However, most of these scenes occur in the season of hunting antelopes, and few hundreds of wild wolves hunt one person.
Qingchen seems to have returned to the cold waters of Greenland.
The sky is black clouds, as if the kingdom of God came again.
Behind him and beside him was the surging tide.
But this time, there were no seedlings around him.
Qingchen smiled. This fate seems to be playing tricks on mankind. What you owe will be paid back sooner or later.
In an instant, his wings surpassed his wolves and suddenly surrounded him.
The more than a dozen strong wild wolves were like a wall, stubbornly blocking Qingchen's way.
Fierce jump!
Qingchen faces the incoming wolves, the speed is not reduced at all, and calmly throws out the string puppet on his wrist..
But the crystal clear string puppet was still soft and stretched like a knife in the blink of an eye.
The sharp silk thread runs through the air like a huge machete.
A knife swept across, and I don't know how much snow in the sky was cut.
It skimmed over tree trunks, leaves and wolves.
The true Qi of the crazy Knight surged onto it. At one moment, there was a huge knife shadow in Qingchen's hand.
Tear and pull.
The figure of Qingchen colliding with the wolves was torn and broken by sharp claws and teeth. In the flying debris of his clothes, there were several blood marks on his arms and shoulders.
The trace left by the pawn seemed to be engraved on his bone.
But when the figures of both sides are wrong
The towering trees tilted to one side, the snow on the trees rustled down, and the crisp sound of broken branches sounded on the ground, like the sound of firecrackers.
The wolf swept by the shadow of the knife was divided into two, and the hot wolf blood spilled on the snow.
More than a dozen wild wolves died in this encounter.
The snow forest behind Qingchen rumbled and collapsed with great momentum.
It's like the sea tide disintegrated after the youth met the sea tide.
Qingchen felt that three or four wounds on his body were hot, and a large area of his skin was exposed to the cold air.
Blood flowed down the wound.
The wound was hot at first, but gradually paralyzed.
But it still hurts in my bones.
The wolf's claws have nerve inhibiting toxins.
After Qingchen ran over a big tree, he suddenly stood back, tore off his broken assault jacket and threw it on the snow. He said with a loud smile, "come on!"
The hot blood on the boy was steaming hot in the cold weather.
At one moment, he felt like a dusty iron box with rust. When the crisis of life and death came again, the iron box reopened.
That's his original soul.
After he came to the inner world, he was immersed in the warmth of Li Shutong, Li xiurui and the shadow. The three people were trying to teach him something, but it was because the three people were so dazzling that something belonging to him was being covered up.
It's like an extremely bright person around you. You can't help imitating him, doing things, speaking and yearning for his life.
But someone else's life is someone else's after all.
At this moment, Qingchen found something of his own.
Under the cold sea, the fiery blood.
Qingchen's mind is very fast and calm and objective.
But the more so, the more he knew his situation.
He's dying.
So what would you do if you had only the last two hours of your life?
Is to stand and say to the dog day world that I'm not afraid.
Is to stand in front of the person who wants to hurt himself and let the other party pay the price.
The last time he rode a bike, he reported his father in the autumn wind.
This time, he will stand in the snow forest and fight until the last second.
Until you die.
The wolves hesitated for a moment in the face of the tough boy.
They surrounded the boy, walked slowly among the trees, and slowly surrounded the boy.
The boy among the wolves took out a pair of poker from his trouser pocket. He threw away the box. The remaining 53 cards kept cutting cards in his hands, faster and faster.
The next second, the wolves rushed in.
But I saw that the playing cards in the young hands were like flying flowers, shooting out from the fingertips one by one.
The poker flying in the air is like a knife, making a sharp whistling sound in the air.
No wolf can escape the fate of death after being stared at by poker. The playing card is sharp and frightening. After hitting the wolf's abdomen, it can cut off the wolf's ribs and penetrate out of its body.
Qingchen's fingers are stable and powerful without a trace of trembling.
In just a few breaths, 53 cards left only the last joker.
The colorful joker was sandwiched between his fingers and was particularly bright in the gray snow color.
Beside him, fifty-two wild wolves had fallen to the ground, struggling and could no longer stand up.
The picture is tragic and spectacular.
The remaining wolves continued to approach. They seemed not to be affected by the death of their companions and carried out the hunting plan firmly and fiercely.
Qingchen did not eject the poker between his fingers, but stayed.
When the wolf pounced on him, Qingchen's body was slightly short, and the sharp poker between his fingers crossed from the top of the wolf's belly.
When the wolf landed, it was dead. The internal organs in his stomach flowed all over the ground, and a foul smell rushed through the snow.
Another wild wolf rushed from Qingchen's back, but saw that he seemed to have eyes behind him. He turned around and grabbed the hair on the wolf's neck. With his other hand holding a playing card, he chopped on the wolf's neck and pulled it hard.
The wolf's head was cut in half!
The Joker is Qingchen's last weapon among the wolves.
I'm afraid no one in the world has seen such sharp playing cards.
At this time, someone outside the wolves suddenly smiled and said, "why struggle?"
Qingchen gasped and said with a smile, "do you call this struggle?"
This is clearly the flame of will.
Life should be like a candle, burning from beginning to end, always bright!
While talking, he fought with the wolf again.
He doesn't know who the people outside the wolves are or what they want to do, but it doesn't matter at the moment.
Gradually, the knight's true Qi was exhausted. Even the poker in his hand rolled up like a blade and was no longer so sharp.
A wolf rushed to Qingchen to bite.
Qingchen waved poker from the other side's neck and failed to cut the wolf's neck.
Caught off guard, the wolf bit him on the arm.
No matter how Qingchen shakes, he can't shake off the other party.
Light laughter came from outside the wolves.
Qingchen sneered. He no longer shook off the wolf's mouth, but fiercely put the wolf's head under his arm.
With a click, the hard spine of the wolf's neck was broken!
The wolf slowly let go of his mouth and revealed the deep bone wound on Qingchen's forearm. The white bones and flesh were shocking.
Qingchen stood in place, carrying the wolf and said with a smile, "come on, what's going on hiding outside the wolves."
People outside the wolves stopped talking, but the wolves besieged more fiercely.
Qingchen's back was dripping with blood, and more than 20 wounds rolled up the skin and flesh.
Gradually, the nerve paralyzing toxins piled up in his body.
Qingchen's bitten right arm could not be lifted, so he waved it with his left arm.
Where his leg was bitten, he could not exert his strength, so he half knelt on the ground to defend.
People outside the wolves became more and more silent.
If there are only two hours left in life.
Don't say two hours, even if there are only two minutes, two seconds left.
And try your best to live.
In those years, without living expenses, he earned it by himself.
When no one cares, he is used to loneliness.
He has eaten leftovers on other people's tables and seen the cold eyes of many people. He has lived step by step until now, all in exchange for his life.
Courage and blood, this is the background of his life.
Heavy snow fell.
Qingchen half knelt in the snow until there was no intact skin on his body, until he could no longer lift his arms, until he finally closed his eyes in the snow.
I'm tired.
The boy wants to close his eyes and sleep.
Maybe when he woke up, he was still in his home, and crossing was just a big dream.
The wolves no longer attack and tear. They slowly disperse and make way for a road.
A middle-aged man walked slowly into the battlefield and looked at the young man who was half kneeling on the ground without saying a word. The white snow and blood were thick. This might be the most heroic battle he had ever seen in his life, even if the young man in front of him was only a level C.
No wonder the family let him do it himself.
It turned out to be such a tricky person.
No wonder the family wants to stir up so many people for a C-level. If we let the boy grow up, I'm afraid many people can't sleep.
The middle-aged man suddenly said: "I know you've been pretending until now and want to give me the last blow. But you should understand that the difference between level a and level C is the clouds above the sky and the earth on the ground. No matter how hard you try, it's futile. When the wolf is dead, I can find a new one, but you have only one life. Remember my name, God on behalf of cloud, and we'll walk together for a long time 。”
At this time, Qingchen suddenly opened his eyes, turned out a white card in his palm and ejected it with the last Knight's true Qi.
The middle-aged man was right. Even if Qingchen had his last breath, his tired look was just to let the enemy come close and give him a chance to make a fatal blow.
A set of playing cards has 54, but a box of playing cards has 55, and a white card is printed with manufacturing information.
Qingchen kept it in the hope that the other party would forget such a card when counting.
But as the middle-aged people said, the strength gap between them is too big. No matter how hard Qingchen tries, it is impossible to smooth the gap with courage and wisdom.
The poker flew to the door of God on behalf of the cloud, but he just flicked his finger. The moment his fingertips collided with the poker, the poker turned into powder.
The middle-aged man looked at Qingchen and fainted completely. Then he said to Xuelin behind him, "come out, search, check his contraindications, and then leave here as soon as possible and go north. If the shadow returns, everyone will die here."
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If there were only two hours left in your life, what would you do?
This is the problem Qingchen encountered at the beginning of crossing. Now he is facing it again.
But this time, fate may not give him two hours.
The wolves behind him have penetrated into the woods like raindrops. The speed of dust celebration is very fast, but the wolves are not slow.
Qingchen has never run in knee deep snow. This unfamiliar sports environment makes it difficult for him to give full play to his speed.
But unlike wolves, they seem to know more about this extremely bad weather and live for it.
The boy felt that his physical strength was consuming rapidly, and it was sooner or later that he was caught up by the wolves.
He could hear the footsteps and wheezes of wolves stepping on the snow, and his heart beat like a drum.
All this noise, but the snow forest lining is particularly quiet and open.
But Qingchen has no fear.
Among the wolves, there are more than ten of the most vigorous wild wolves running fast. They are so fast that they are surrounded by Qingchen's two wings.
Like a pair of scissors, the blade is gradually closing.
From the withered snow forest in winter, the hunting of wolves on the ground is particularly spectacular.
However, most of these scenes occur in the season of hunting antelopes, and few hundreds of wild wolves hunt one person.
Qingchen seems to have returned to the cold waters of Greenland.
The sky is black clouds, as if the kingdom of God came again.
Behind him and beside him was the surging tide.
But this time, there were no seedlings around him.
Qingchen smiled. This fate seems to be playing tricks on mankind. What you owe will be paid back sooner or later.
In an instant, his wings surpassed his wolves and suddenly surrounded him.
The more than a dozen strong wild wolves were like a wall, stubbornly blocking Qingchen's way.
Fierce jump!
Qingchen faces the incoming wolves, the speed is not reduced at all, and calmly throws out the string puppet on his wrist..
But the crystal clear string puppet was still soft and stretched like a knife in the blink of an eye.
The sharp silk thread runs through the air like a huge machete.
A knife swept across, and I don't know how much snow in the sky was cut.
It skimmed over tree trunks, leaves and wolves.
The true Qi of the crazy Knight surged onto it. At one moment, there was a huge knife shadow in Qingchen's hand.
Tear and pull.
The figure of Qingchen colliding with the wolves was torn and broken by sharp claws and teeth. In the flying debris of his clothes, there were several blood marks on his arms and shoulders.
The trace left by the pawn seemed to be engraved on his bone.
But when the figures of both sides are wrong
The towering trees tilted to one side, the snow on the trees rustled down, and the crisp sound of broken branches sounded on the ground, like the sound of firecrackers.
The wolf swept by the shadow of the knife was divided into two, and the hot wolf blood spilled on the snow.
More than a dozen wild wolves died in this encounter.
The snow forest behind Qingchen rumbled and collapsed with great momentum.
It's like the sea tide disintegrated after the youth met the sea tide.
Qingchen felt that three or four wounds on his body were hot, and a large area of his skin was exposed to the cold air.
Blood flowed down the wound.
The wound was hot at first, but gradually paralyzed.
But it still hurts in my bones.
The wolf's claws have nerve inhibiting toxins.
After Qingchen ran over a big tree, he suddenly stood back, tore off his broken assault jacket and threw it on the snow. He said with a loud smile, "come on!"
The hot blood on the boy was steaming hot in the cold weather.
At one moment, he felt like a dusty iron box with rust. When the crisis of life and death came again, the iron box reopened.
That's his original soul.
After he came to the inner world, he was immersed in the warmth of Li Shutong, Li xiurui and the shadow. The three people were trying to teach him something, but it was because the three people were so dazzling that something belonging to him was being covered up.
It's like an extremely bright person around you. You can't help imitating him, doing things, speaking and yearning for his life.
But someone else's life is someone else's after all.
At this moment, Qingchen found something of his own.
Under the cold sea, the fiery blood.
Qingchen's mind is very fast and calm and objective.
But the more so, the more he knew his situation.
He's dying.
So what would you do if you had only the last two hours of your life?
Is to stand and say to the dog day world that I'm not afraid.
Is to stand in front of the person who wants to hurt himself and let the other party pay the price.
The last time he rode a bike, he reported his father in the autumn wind.
This time, he will stand in the snow forest and fight until the last second.
Until you die.
The wolves hesitated for a moment in the face of the tough boy.
They surrounded the boy, walked slowly among the trees, and slowly surrounded the boy.
The boy among the wolves took out a pair of poker from his trouser pocket. He threw away the box. The remaining 53 cards kept cutting cards in his hands, faster and faster.
The next second, the wolves rushed in.
But I saw that the playing cards in the young hands were like flying flowers, shooting out from the fingertips one by one.
The poker flying in the air is like a knife, making a sharp whistling sound in the air.
No wolf can escape the fate of death after being stared at by poker. The playing card is sharp and frightening. After hitting the wolf's abdomen, it can cut off the wolf's ribs and penetrate out of its body.
Qingchen's fingers are stable and powerful without a trace of trembling.
In just a few breaths, 53 cards left only the last joker.
The colorful joker was sandwiched between his fingers and was particularly bright in the gray snow color.
Beside him, fifty-two wild wolves had fallen to the ground, struggling and could no longer stand up.
The picture is tragic and spectacular.
The remaining wolves continued to approach. They seemed not to be affected by the death of their companions and carried out the hunting plan firmly and fiercely.
Qingchen did not eject the poker between his fingers, but stayed.
When the wolf pounced on him, Qingchen's body was slightly short, and the sharp poker between his fingers crossed from the top of the wolf's belly.
When the wolf landed, it was dead. The internal organs in his stomach flowed all over the ground, and a foul smell rushed through the snow.
Another wild wolf rushed from Qingchen's back, but saw that he seemed to have eyes behind him. He turned around and grabbed the hair on the wolf's neck. With his other hand holding a playing card, he chopped on the wolf's neck and pulled it hard.
The wolf's head was cut in half!
The Joker is Qingchen's last weapon among the wolves.
I'm afraid no one in the world has seen such sharp playing cards.
At this time, someone outside the wolves suddenly smiled and said, "why struggle?"
Qingchen gasped and said with a smile, "do you call this struggle?"
This is clearly the flame of will.
Life should be like a candle, burning from beginning to end, always bright!
While talking, he fought with the wolf again.
He doesn't know who the people outside the wolves are or what they want to do, but it doesn't matter at the moment.
Gradually, the knight's true Qi was exhausted. Even the poker in his hand rolled up like a blade and was no longer so sharp.
A wolf rushed to Qingchen to bite.
Qingchen waved poker from the other side's neck and failed to cut the wolf's neck.
Caught off guard, the wolf bit him on the arm.
No matter how Qingchen shakes, he can't shake off the other party.
Light laughter came from outside the wolves.
Qingchen sneered. He no longer shook off the wolf's mouth, but fiercely put the wolf's head under his arm.
With a click, the hard spine of the wolf's neck was broken!
The wolf slowly let go of his mouth and revealed the deep bone wound on Qingchen's forearm. The white bones and flesh were shocking.
Qingchen stood in place, carrying the wolf and said with a smile, "come on, what's going on hiding outside the wolves."
People outside the wolves stopped talking, but the wolves besieged more fiercely.
Qingchen's back was dripping with blood, and more than 20 wounds rolled up the skin and flesh.
Gradually, the nerve paralyzing toxins piled up in his body.
Qingchen's bitten right arm could not be lifted, so he waved it with his left arm.
Where his leg was bitten, he could not exert his strength, so he half knelt on the ground to defend.
People outside the wolves became more and more silent.
If there are only two hours left in life.
Don't say two hours, even if there are only two minutes, two seconds left.
And try your best to live.
In those years, without living expenses, he earned it by himself.
When no one cares, he is used to loneliness.
He has eaten leftovers on other people's tables and seen the cold eyes of many people. He has lived step by step until now, all in exchange for his life.
Courage and blood, this is the background of his life.
Heavy snow fell.
Qingchen half knelt in the snow until there was no intact skin on his body, until he could no longer lift his arms, until he finally closed his eyes in the snow.
I'm tired.
The boy wants to close his eyes and sleep.
Maybe when he woke up, he was still in his home, and crossing was just a big dream.
The wolves no longer attack and tear. They slowly disperse and make way for a road.
A middle-aged man walked slowly into the battlefield and looked at the young man who was half kneeling on the ground without saying a word. The white snow and blood were thick. This might be the most heroic battle he had ever seen in his life, even if the young man in front of him was only a level C.
No wonder the family let him do it himself.
It turned out to be such a tricky person.
No wonder the family wants to stir up so many people for a C-level. If we let the boy grow up, I'm afraid many people can't sleep.
The middle-aged man suddenly said: "I know you've been pretending until now and want to give me the last blow. But you should understand that the difference between level a and level C is the clouds above the sky and the earth on the ground. No matter how hard you try, it's futile. When the wolf is dead, I can find a new one, but you have only one life. Remember my name, God on behalf of cloud, and we'll walk together for a long time 。”
At this time, Qingchen suddenly opened his eyes, turned out a white card in his palm and ejected it with the last Knight's true Qi.
The middle-aged man was right. Even if Qingchen had his last breath, his tired look was just to let the enemy come close and give him a chance to make a fatal blow.
A set of playing cards has 54, but a box of playing cards has 55, and a white card is printed with manufacturing information.
Qingchen kept it in the hope that the other party would forget such a card when counting.
But as the middle-aged people said, the strength gap between them is too big. No matter how hard Qingchen tries, it is impossible to smooth the gap with courage and wisdom.
The poker flew to the door of God on behalf of the cloud, but he just flicked his finger. The moment his fingertips collided with the poker, the poker turned into powder.
The middle-aged man looked at Qingchen and fainted completely. Then he said to Xuelin behind him, "come out, search, check his contraindications, and then leave here as soon as possible and go north. If the shadow returns, everyone will die here."
You can search Baidu for "night naming technique nine peach novels " to find the latest chapter!
If there were only two hours left in your life, what would you do?This is the problem Qingchen encountered at the beginning of crossing. Now he is facing it again.But this time, fate may not give him two hours.The wolves behind him have penetrated into the woods like raindrops. The speed of dust celebration is very fast, but the wolves are not slow.Qingchen has never run in knee deep snow. This unfamiliar sports environment makes it difficult for him to give full play to his speed.But unlike wolves, they seem to know more about this extremely bad weather and live for it.The boy felt that his physical strength was consuming rapidly, and it was sooner or later that he was caught up by the wolves.He could hear the footsteps and wheezes of wolves stepping on the snow, and his heart beat like a drum.All this noise, but the snow forest lining is particularly quiet and open.But Qingchen has no fear.Among the wolves, there are more than ten of the most vigorous wild wolves running fast. They are so fast that they are surrounded by Qingchen's two wings.Like a pair of scissors, the blade is gradually closing.From the withered snow forest in winter, the hunting of wolves on the ground is particularly spectacular.However, most of these scenes occur in the season of hunting antelopes, and few hundreds of wild wolves hunt one person.Qingchen seems to have returned to the cold waters of Greenland.The sky is black clouds, as if the kingdom of God came again.Behind him and beside him was the surging tide.But this time, there were no seedlings around him.Qingchen smiled. This fate seems to be playing tricks on mankind. What you owe will be paid back sooner or later.In an instant, his wings surpassed his wolves and suddenly surrounded him.The more than a dozen strong wild wolves were like a wall, stubbornly blocking Qingchen's way.Fierce jump!Qingchen faces the incoming wolves, the speed is not reduced at all, and calmly throws out the string puppet on his wrist..But the crystal clear string puppet was still soft and stretched like a knife in the blink of an eye.The sharp silk thread runs through the air like a huge machete.A knife swept across, and I don't know how much snow in the sky was cut.It skimmed over tree trunks, leaves and wolves.The true Qi of the crazy Knight surged onto it. At one moment, there was a huge knife shadow in Qingchen's hand.Tear and pull.The figure of Qingchen colliding with the wolves was torn and broken by sharp claws and teeth. In the flying debris of his clothes, there were several blood marks on his arms and shoulders.The trace left by the pawn seemed to be engraved on his bone.But when the figures of both sides are wrongThe towering trees tilted to one side, the snow on the trees rustled down, and the crisp sound of broken branches sounded on the ground, like the sound of firecrackers.The wolf swept by the shadow of the knife was divided into two, and the hot wolf blood spilled on the snow.More than a dozen wild wolves died in this encounter.The snow forest behind Qingchen rumbled and collapsed with great momentum.It's like the sea tide disintegrated after the youth met the sea tide.Qingchen felt that three or four wounds on his body were hot, and a large area of his skin was exposed to the cold air.Blood flowed down the wound.The wound was hot at first, but gradually paralyzed.But it still hurts in my bones.The wolf's claws have nerve inhibiting toxins.After Qingchen ran over a big tree, he suddenly stood back, tore off his broken assault jacket and threw it on the snow. He said with a loud smile, "come on!"The hot blood on the boy was steaming hot in the cold weather.At one moment, he felt like a dusty iron box with rust. When the crisis of life and death came again, the iron box reopened.That's his original soul.After he came to the inner world, he was immersed in the warmth of Li Shutong, Li xiurui and the shadow. The three people were trying to teach him something, but it was because the three people were so dazzling that something belonging to him was being covered up.It's like an extremely bright person around you. You can't help imitating him, doing things, speaking and yearning for his life.But someone else's life is someone else's after all.At this moment, Qingchen found something of his own.Under the cold sea, the fiery blood.Qingchen's mind is very fast and calm and objective.But the more so, the more he knew his situation.He's dying.So what would you do if you had only the last two hours of your life?Is to stand and say to the dog day world that I'm not afraid.Is to stand in front of the person who wants to hurt himself and let the other party pay the price.The last time he rode a bike, he reported his father in the autumn wind.This time, he will stand in the snow forest and fight until the last second.Until you die.The wolves hesitated for a moment in the face of the tough boy.They surrounded the boy, walked slowly among the trees, and slowly surrounded the boy.The boy among the wolves took out a pair of poker from his trouser pocket. He threw away the box. The remaining 53 cards kept cutting cards in his hands, faster and faster.The next second, the wolves rushed in.But I saw that the playing cards in the young hands were like flying flowers, shooting out from the fingertips one by one.The poker flying in the air is like a knife, making a sharp whistling sound in the air.No wolf can escape the fate of death after being stared at by poker. The playing card is sharp and frightening. After hitting the wolf's abdomen, it can cut off the wolf's ribs and penetrate out of its body.Qingchen's fingers are stable and powerful without a trace of trembling.In just a few breaths, 53 cards left only the last joker.The colorful joker was sandwiched between his fingers and was particularly bright in the gray snow color.Beside him, fifty-two wild wolves had fallen to the ground, struggling and could no longer stand up.The picture is tragic and spectacular.The remaining wolves continued to approach. They seemed not to be affected by the death of their companions and carried out the hunting plan firmly and fiercely.Qingchen did not eject the poker between his fingers, but stayed.When the wolf pounced on him, Qingchen's body was slightly short, and the sharp poker between his fingers crossed from the top of the wolf's belly.When the wolf landed, it was dead. The internal organs in his stomach flowed all over the ground, and a foul smell rushed through the snow.Another wild wolf rushed from Qingchen's back, but saw that he seemed to have eyes behind him. He turned around and grabbed the hair on the wolf's neck. With his other hand holding a playing card, he chopped on the wolf's neck and pulled it hard.The wolf's head was cut in half!The Joker is Qingchen's last weapon among the wolves.I'm afraid no one in the world has seen such sharp playing cards.At this time, someone outside the wolves suddenly smiled and said, "why struggle?"Qingchen gasped and said with a smile, "do you call this struggle?"This is clearly the flame of will.Life should be like a candle, burning from beginning to end, always bright!While talking, he fought with the wolf again.He doesn't know who the people outside the wolves are or what they want to do, but it doesn't matter at the moment.Gradually, the knight's true Qi was exhausted. Even the poker in his hand rolled up like a blade and was no longer so sharp.A wolf rushed to Qingchen to bite.Qingchen waved poker from the other side's neck and failed to cut the wolf's neck.Caught off guard, the wolf bit him on the arm.No matter how Qingchen shakes, he can't shake off the other party.Light laughter came from outside the wolves.Qingchen sneered. He no longer shook off the wolf's mouth, but fiercely put the wolf's head under his arm.With a click, the hard spine of the wolf's neck was broken!The wolf slowly let go of his mouth and revealed the deep bone wound on Qingchen's forearm. The white bones and flesh were shocking.Qingchen stood in place, carrying the wolf and said with a smile, "come on, what's going on hiding outside the wolves."People outside the wolves stopped talking, but the wolves besieged more fiercely.Qingchen's back was dripping with blood, and more than 20 wounds rolled up the skin and flesh.Gradually, the nerve paralyzing toxins piled up in his body.Qingchen's bitten right arm could not be lifted, so he waved it with his left arm.Where his leg was bitten, he could not exert his strength, so he half knelt on the ground to defend.People outside the wolves became more and more silent.If there are only two hours left in life.Don't say two hours, even if there are only two minutes, two seconds left.And try your best to live.In those years, without living expenses, he earned it by himself.When no one cares, he is used to loneliness.He has eaten leftovers on other people's tables and seen the cold eyes of many people. He has lived step by step until now, all in exchange for his life.Courage and blood, this is the background of his life.Heavy snow fell.Qingchen half knelt in the snow until there was no intact skin on his body, until he could no longer lift his arms, until he finally closed his eyes in the snow.I'm tired.The boy wants to close his eyes and sleep.Maybe when he woke up, he was still in his home, and crossing was just a big dream.The wolves no longer attack and tear. They slowly disperse and make way for a road.A middle-aged man walked slowly into the battlefield and looked at the young man who was half kneeling on the ground without saying a word. The white snow and blood were thick. This might be the most heroic battle he had ever seen in his life, even if the young man in front of him was only a level C.No wonder the family let him do it himself.It turned out to be such a tricky person.No wonder the family wants to stir up so many people for a C-level. If we let the boy grow up, I'm afraid many people can't sleep.The middle-aged man suddenly said: "I know you've been pretending until now and want to give me the last blow. But you should understand that the difference between level a and level C is the clouds above the sky and the earth on the ground. No matter how hard you try, it's futile. When the wolf is dead, I can find a new one, but you have only one life. Remember my name, God on behalf of cloud, and we'll walk together for a long time At this time, Qingchen suddenly opened his eyes, turned out a white card in his palm and ejected it with the last Knight's true Qi.The middle-aged man was right. Even if Qingchen had his last breath, his tired look was just to let the enemy come close and give him a chance to make a fatal blow.A set of playing cards has 54, but a box of playing cards has 55, and a white card is printed with manufacturing information.Qingchen kept it in the hope that the other party would forget such a card when counting.But as the middle-aged people said, the strength gap between them is too big. No matter how hard Qingchen tries, it is impossible to smooth the gap with courage and wisdom.The poker flew to the door of God on behalf of the cloud, but he just flicked his finger. The moment his fingertips collided with the poker, the poker turned into powder.The middle-aged man looked at Qingchen and fainted completely. Then he said to Xuelin behind him, "come out, search, check his contraindications, and then leave here as soon as possible and go north. If the shadow returns, everyone will die here."You can search Baidu for "night naming technique nine peach novels " to find the latest chapter!
