Chapter 219： Thrilling Old Man (1/2)

Ke Lu Ke's fragile and petite body leaned weakly on the door of the cave, and he raised his confused eyes. Looking at the unfamiliar scenery before him: ”This ... here is there”

But nothing is worth her thoughts.

His mind was full of hurt and uncomfortable soul, but he couldn't open his voice, his mouth moved slightly. Want to make a quiet sound, let others help him.

He scratched with his hands. Ran into the dark cave.

The four walls of Shandong seem to have mysterious curses. But Ke shuddered. But the cold air around him aggravated his wound little by little. Bright red blood flowed through his body, but it was a little frozen. Because in his chest. That blood seemed to be frozen.

He also covered his chest with both hands. Then your bright red blood is still flowing. Seems to tell him. ”You will die soon”

He dared not have a slight snub. Hands flew out to the ground. Slowly, step by step, moved closer and closer to the deepest part of the cave entrance. He slowly supported the ground with his hands and climbed step by step. It seems that the exit of life can be found in the first second.

But no matter how hard he tried. There was still a fog in front of me. Make him never walk out. When I started the dryness, I no longer remembered my past mistakes.

”Maybe this is the feeling of death.” But Lu Ke smiled helplessly.

Because this may be his last effort.

Ke Luco was covering his chest. Seems to usher in the peace before death

The moment my eyes closed.

He seemed to see it. In the distance was an old man wearing a bucket hat, waving his hand at him.

Ke Lu Ke's eyes were blurred because it seemed like he was dreaming. ”Isn't it a cave here? Did I come to Guanyin?” The young man seemed to have a lot of questions in his heart, but the old man with the fighting spirit suddenly walked up to the young man and said, ”You are not beckoning to you. See you The injury is so serious, let me heal you first. Your wounded old man can still be cured, you wait. ”

The old man said nothing. Waving his long sleeves all over. With sturdy hands. Pressed on the wound of Keluk.

For a moment. Kelco's wound seemed to shine. A little bit of blood stasis seemed to slowly emerge from his wound.

And at this time. Kelko's head oozed with fine sweat. Drop by drop.

He still didn't say the scream in his mouth. He gritted his teeth tightly. Bit by bit, don't let the shout come out of your mouth.

The old man smiled: ”Ha ha ha! Man, can you bear it! But you don't need to bear it anymore, because it is already good. Look at it, boy.”