Chapter 279

It is also true to the old saying that heaven pays off those who have a heart. Her sight finally stopped on a turret in the southwest corner of the stone city. The turret was shaped like a turret, with a larger bottom and narrower upward. It is estimated that the maximum floor area at the bottom of the tower will not exceed two square meters. The platform above the corner building is only enough for two or three people, but fortunately it is high enough. If you can find a way to climb up, your life may really be saved.

But the question is, there is a distance of more than ten meters between the turret and the city tower. How should she get there?

While considering this problem, she ran to the corner tower with her baggage on her back. At the same time, the sand sea under the city tower is also rising, which is bound to devour the Youlan valley.

"Wait for me! My Noah's ark, my black pearl! " She strode wildly, shouted loudly, exhausted her desire for life and passion for the world, and an exciting melody was playing slowly in her heart - he's a pirate of the Caribbean.

After He Yong finished the last knot, he stood up from the crowd and walked in front of him, still comforting him with painstaking care: "although I don't want to admit it, that guy really has ability and brains, and you should believe in his character. His wife must be safe with him. "

Zhao Changyuan sighed slightly, as if he could barely hear it. But then he clenched his fist and said angrily, "I shouldn't have left her. It's my fault!" As soon as the voice fell, his eyes flashed cold and suddenly turned to the group of horse thieves sitting on the ground shivering.

Seeing that he became murderous for a moment, He Yong hurriedly subconsciously blocked him in front of him: "Hey, don't be impulsive. What's the use of killing all of them at this time? Besides, if it weren't for them, we didn't know where to hide. "

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another sound of crackling and cracking of rubble at the mouth of the cave.

Zhao Changyuan could not hold his breath this time: "I went out to find them." Then he turned to go.

He Yong immediately rushed to him and stopped him: "Oh, you're crazy! Don't look outside! If you go out now, you will die in vain! " How to stop the runaway Zhao Changyuan system has become a compulsory course in He Yong's career.

For his obstruction, Zhao Changyuan was not as manic or angry as in the past, but stated a fact to him very seriously: "if I wait like this, I will really go crazy."

He Yong stepped back, unfolded his arm and said to him in the same heavy tone, "I won't let you die. You can go out and kill me first! " They all know that the opponent this time is extraordinary. As long as people have weaknesses and flaws, whether the Liao army, Xixia or Tubo. But at this moment, their enemy is a natural disaster.

Gong Yueyue once complained that most of the subjects she learned in school were useless in her later life and work. But this time, she deeply realized how reasonable it was to say "more skills don't pressure the body".

These days, she has been practicing the concealed weapons and nunchakus given to her by Professor Zhao Changyuan. Now she hasn't graduated, so she comes in handy in this case.

She had just pulled a rope from the flagpole of the city tower, and one end was tied with a nunchaku given to her by Zhao Changyuan, which she put into the baggage for self-defense before she left. She tried to build a temporary bridge between the tower and the opposite corner tower. If she can successfully twist these sticks on the Gong of the corner tower, she can climb over along the hemp rope. Although it sounds difficult, this is the only chance of survival now. The sand flow under the city is still rolling wildly, like a huge mud mixer. She knows that if she misses or waits to die, she will be quickly swallowed by the sand flow.

"Use the nunchaku to hum and haw! I said, "Hey!" With a cry, she threw the hemp rope in her hand towards the opposite corner tower

Maybe it's because the lighting effect is too poor, maybe it's because the wind is too strong. In short, she "hummed and hawed" dozens of times, either too far, or too close, either on the left or on the right, and still left empty.

"The Asian little heavenly king is not giving her strength either..." she joked with a suck and optimism. Then, she flew the rope out again. This time, she used the way of throwing the sleeve knife. This is a kind of concealed weapon newly taught by Zhao Changyuan. She didn't forget to shout the theme song of Xiao Li Feidao: "it's rare to have good skills. I can't break through the situation all the time... Look at me, Xiao Li Feidao, look at the knife!" She probably tried to summon Li xunhuan to her body.

In the ranking of baixiaosheng weapons in the Jianghu, Li xunhuan's throwing knife is known as the third in the world. Zhao Changyuan's throwing knife is estimated to be far less professional than others, and even if it is a real Xiao Li Throwing Knife, it can't stand the four words "novice on the road". After all, she has only studied for a month... It's too much for Zhao to miss again.

Fortunately, Gong Yueyue is a tough and optimistic person. Jiang Haoran has been with her for seven years. What he loves most is this trait of her. She is not strong, afraid of pain and death, begging for mercy and compromise. But for the faith that she really adheres to in her heart, she won't give up anything, and she is full of enthusiasm and hope. When her "Throwing Knife" flew into the air about 101 times, she also blew her palm with a giggle and said to herself, "it's all right. Come again, I'm just too nervous. Call... "

But the disaster did not stop attacking her because of her perseverance. She only needs to look down a little, and she will find that the stormy waves downstairs are close to the position where she stands.

She quickened her hand and threw the rope at the opposite side again and again. There is a war drum in my heart. The louder it is, the closer it is.

Maybe it's adrenaline. Even if she doesn't want to, human psychological activities before dying still break into her consciousness. From small to large, faces close and familiar with her quickly flashed through her mind. Mother, father, grandparents, cousins, teachers, classmates... Then Jiang Haoran.

She was forced to play the plot about him in her mind. He came to her in uniform, took her by the hand, took her through the familiar streets, sat side by side with her on the balcony of the apartment and hugged her on the ferris wheel. Finally, the rhythm suddenly slowed down and stopped in the gun training room of the police station one day... "Do you find that you usually practice guns well, However, it is easy to miss in actual combat. Do you know why? "

She suddenly woke up and returned to reality. She clearly remembered his expression and tone of voice at that time, but... "Why, why... What did he say later? Why can't I remember? My brain... What did you say later, Jiang Haoran? Help... My pig brain! " She patted her head angrily. At that time, she seemed to pay attention to his action of changing the magazine, but didn't pay much attention to what he said later.

Just before she was about to leak her head, another familiar voice and a white and beautiful face flashed into her mind at the right time“ Madam, if you want to drive concealed weapons, double sticks or any weapons well, you must integrate your eyes, heart and hands... You have accurate eyesight and good techniques, but you are thinking in your heart. Of course, the weapons in your hand will not listen to you. "

She remembered that this was a conversation with Zhao Changyuan in the Zhaofu garden one night. At that time, she threw her sleeve knife and always missed the point. She jumped angrily“ I don't have any wishful thinking. I just want to know how to be more accurate! "

Zhao Changyuan patted her forehead and said with a smile, "this is wishful thinking."

For a moment, Jiang Haoran suddenly appeared next to Zhao Changyuan, splitting the picture in her brain into two parts. Half was Zhao Changyuan's warm smile, the other half was Jiang Haoran. While changing the magazine, he looked at her and asked, "do you know why?" As soon as the voice fell, he raised his gun and aimed at the distance“ Because you care too much about the results. "

It seemed that there was a gunshot in her ear, like a thunder and a lightning tore the chaotic fog in her mind. Zhao Changyuan and Jiang Haoran stood side by side in front of him. He smiled and said, "this is wishful thinking."

Another look was wise and resolute: "because you care too much about the results."

As if this was a window left by God for her. Jiang Haoran, Zhao Changyuan, they are the two people Gong Yueyue had in two times after living for 30 years. They are not around now, and may never see her again in the future, but they gave her the greatest spiritual strength and courage to face everything at this most critical moment.

She closed her eyes and turned off memories and all illusions. There was a layer of glittering moisture under the eyelashes“ I see, my husband. Thank you, Haoran. "

"Success or failure depends on it." She grabbed the rope again and stopped looking at the violent sand waves under her feet. After sighing, the rope in her hand flew over the roaring sand sea and the distance between life and death... Finally, it tightly twisted on a horizontal Gong in the opposite corner building.

She tied the rope in her hand to the flagpole of the city tower. She pulled it with all her strength. Although the firmness was really unsatisfactory, she understood that she was not qualified to be picky in the current situation.

Everything is all set. Now she only needs to follow this rope to the other bank, and then climb up the top of the turret along henggong to escape from Shengtian.

Whether in movies or game consoles, this level of action seems to be the lowest level piece of cake for characters. But in fact, few people can do it in reality. In addition to fire officers and soldiers, it is the special police force. This requires not only great physical strength and perseverance, but also a considerable degree of skills and some auxiliary equipment.

Obviously, Gong Yueyue lacks everything at present. She only has a hungry belly, Venus in her eyes and a pair of delicate hands. There's nothing you can't do to survive. Thinking of this, she didn't hesitate for half a moment. She sat on the city tower, holding the pricking rope in both hands, and took a deep breath of not fresh air“ Xianggong, Wan Yue, Zi Yi, I love you. " Then he clenched his teeth and stood up and hung himself in the air.