C1402 death of old age

Name:Pill God Returns Author:Nan Ke Hu Lv
Chapter 14002: death of old age

Wu Chen treated all the people one by one. Their condition was not serious, so he didn't spend much time on it, and soon it was cured.

"Brother Huang, what should we do now?"

Nine princess is still wearing a veil now. Seeing her like this, other women have taken out a face scarf to cover their face. With the previous lessons, they think it is more convenient to wear a veil. In this space, there are some strange powers that can affect their bodies and make their bodies mutate. Although this time After being cured by Wu Chen, it's hard to guarantee that there will be no next time. In case of such a situation later, they won't be caught off guard. Their faces are covered, at least they won't show others too much.

Simakong pondered for a moment and said, "let's go on, find a way out, and stay here all the time. It's definitely not possible."

This ruined city is extremely evil and has an incredible ability. Even if he is recruited, he is definitely not a good place. The sooner he goes out, the better.

"Good."

Nine princess has no opinion. Her previous experience is more painful than cutting her three knives. If she knew that such a thing would happen, she would not come in if she was killed. If she stayed here again, there would be no other things. So, it's better to leave here as soon as possible.

As for other people, there is no problem. They have learned the evil of the abandoned city. They don't want to stay any longer. In case of any problem, they are absolutely unprepared.

After a period of stay, a group of people once again went deep into the waste city. The space in the waste city is very wide, just like endless. The more they want to go out, the more they can't go out, just like they are trapped in some mysterious array.

"It's strange that we've been in for almost a day. According to the truth, we should have found a way out long ago, but why can't we go out after such a long time?"

Simakong was confused and had a sense of helplessness. The abandoned city was really evil. He had never seen such a place before.

Wu Chen also frowned. According to the truth, they have been walking for so long. They should have gone out long ago, but the truth is not so. They seem to be trapped in this. They have been wandering in the waste city all the time. There is no way out.

"Look, what's ahead?"

All of a sudden, someone found something, others also looked at the past, can't help but be surprised, in front of the ground, lies a person, this person has been full of white hair, looks incomparably old, motionless lying there.

"Let's go and have a look."

When they came near, they could see more clearly. This man's face was very old, his whole body was withered, as thin as firewood, and he had no breath. He was obviously dead.

"Wait a minute. I seem to know this man."

A young man stared at the man on the ground, as if he thought of something.

"Chen Feng, do you know him?" Someone nearby asked.

The young man named Chen Feng didn't speak, but looked at the man for a while and suddenly said, "I recognize him. He is Liu Song. That's right. This is Liu Song."

"What do you mean, Liu Song?"

The man next to him opened his eyes wide and felt incredible. Obviously, he also knew Liu Song.

Chen Feng pointed to the people on the ground and said, "Wang Hai, look at his clothes, his figure, and the outline of his face. It's not like Liu Song?"

Wang Hai looked at the man on the ground and recognized him carefully. "That's right. It's Liu Song. How could he do that?"

Liu Song, like them, is a young man. He should be full of blood and strong. But now, he died here inexplicably, and his whole body is withered with blood. His face is old and he has become an old man. It's just incredible.

Simakong squatted down to examine Liu Song's body and said, "there is no wound on the body and no internal injury has been received. It is natural death."

"Natural death? No, it's impossible. He's so young. How can he die naturally? "

Chen Feng and Wang Hai don't believe it, but other people also feel incredible. The people who can come to Shenguang island are all young people. They are full of blood, energy and vitality. Where can they die naturally.

Simakong said: "I think you know that there is a very strange energy in the waste City, which can change the flow of time and speed up the passage of life force. Before, we were still plagued by this force. Our bodies changed and we became middle-aged people. If it wasn't for Wu Chen to help us, let that trend continue. Maybe we It's almost the same now. "

Smell speech, this person's expression is also dignified, they also remember, in this space, there is really a kind of strange energy, which can affect their bodies, make their bodies change, change into middle-aged people, and after the middle-aged people, it is the old people, after the old people, it is death.

Now, they see the face of this man on the ground, and instantly understand that these processes may really happen to them.

At the same time, they are more grateful to Wu Chen. If it had not been for Wu Chen to help them with their excellent medical skills, then they might have ended up like this man.

"It's terrible."

The ninth Princess patted her chest, but also felt a lingering fear. When she saw this person, she thought of herself and the way she looked when she grew old. She immediately felt frightened. She didn't dare to think about it again. The more she thought about it, the more terrible it was. The more she thought about it, the more terrible it was.

"Help me, help me, help me."

Suddenly, an intermittent voice appears in this space. The voice is very weak, as if it might break at any time.

"Someone?"

Everyone looked around, looking for the source of the voice.

"Look, there seems to be someone over there."

Looking for sound, they soon saw a man lying on the ground, still moving and alive, about three feet away from them.

"Go and have a look."

The crowd immediately passed by. The distance of three Zhangs was just a moment for them.

A closer look at this man, like Liu Song before him, is full of white hair, with withered body and loss of blood. He is the old man who is dying.