Chapter 742 (2/2)
”Where is the artifact?” He asked in a voice that no one could understand.
Gongsun banner lay there motionless, thinking, is this guy an idiot? If you don't speak Chinese - who knows what you're talking about?
”Hand over the artifact, or you will go to hell.”
Gongsun Qi closes his eyes feebly, and he can feel that the man raised the weapon in his hand.
”Cha” -
the man in black held up his trident and smashed it hard on Gongsun Banner's head.
Shua -
a silver flash. The man's raised arm fell to the ground. At the same time, the Trident in his hand -
the black robed divine general with a long knife was shocked. He rushed towards the man in black suddenly.
The man in black doesn't retreat but advances backward. He raises his sword and rushes back towards him.
Chum -
the two passed by.
The man in black looked at him unwillingly, and could not believe what was happening.
PA La -
the body of the man in black is broken into two parts, the lower part of the body is still standing in place, the blood is recoiling towards the air, and then it is beaten down by more dense raindrops.
The Trident man looked at his broken arm and could not feel the pain.
He froze for a moment, then his eyes were red.
Scream. Charge.
The body leaped high and the living arm clenched into a fist. With his fist wrapped in strong wind, he smashed countless raindrops at the head of the man in black -
whoosh -
another silver flash.
The other arm of the black robed God general was also cut off. His body was racing with blood, flying past the man in black.
Shua Shua Shua -
the body of the man in black pounces back and goes forward to make a continuous sword.
When he stopped, the general's body could no longer stand up.
”What happened?” Gongsun flag opened his eyes. ”I am still alive?”
Click -
Click -
someone came to him step by step and stood in front of him.
He wanted to look up, but he didn't even have the strength to look up.
Half of his face was buried in the mud, breathing hard. If the rain falls more heavily, his whole head will be buried. At that time, the God of Millennium palace did not kill him, and the rain would kill him.
”Are you ok?” A familiar voice rings in the ear.
Gongsun Qi's spirit was shocked, and his drowsy consciousness became clear.
”Fang Yan?” He asked aloud. He didn't speak to the generals just now because he was afraid that his words would expose his nationality.
”It's me.” Fang Yan pulled off the mask on his face, looked at Gongsun flag lying there motionless, and asked again, ”are you ok?”
”What do you think?” Said Gongsun flag, gnashing his teeth. He's already like this. Do you think I look OK like this?
”I think something's wrong.” Fang Yan said with a serious face.
”-”
”I'll pull you up?”
”-” you're pulling. Can I still refuse you such a request?
So Fang Yan reached out and dragged Gongsun flag from mud puddle. Let his upper body lean on a big tree, and take the ointment out of his pocket to help him.
”You don't look good.” Fang Yan said as he examined his wounds.
”Why are you back?” Gongsun flag stared at Fang Yan and asked. Fang Yan's arrival gives him a ray of life. He knows. Maybe he can survive——”I hate you.” Fang Yan said. When he spoke, he poured the potion in the bottle onto the biggest wound on Gongsun banner. One bottle of liquid medicine is not enough, and two bottles are not enough, so I took out all the liquid medicine on my body.
Think about it, and put a bottle back.
”I know you hate me, too.” Fang Yan said.
”I hate you --” Gongsun Qi said in a weak voice, but he was very stubborn.
”But I still don't want you to die,” Fang Yanshen said. ”I'll ask you for what you owe me - but now, I can't let you be killed by these foreigners - I said, we are brothers and comrades in arms -”
”-” Gongsun flag has wet eyes and itchy throat, which makes him want to say something.
”You don't have to say anything, I can understand your mood at this moment - I know, it's very touching that I do this -” Fang Yan patted his shoulder gently, saying.
”I lie in the mud and can't move things -” Gongsun flag voice bitter, hidden in the sound of wind and rain, little by little out. ”Don't tell people --”