Border town.

The ruins of the iron factory, wild weeds, mixed with a little green tip, here, a desolate piece, stained with dazzling red blood on the rusty iron plate.

In a corner of the abandoned factory, there was a man squatting, breathing quickly. Looking closer, there was some blood on his body and face. It was stuck on it and was already dry.

Murong Yu bit his teeth and tightly covered his left arm with his other hand. He slowly opened his hand. He saw the blood flowing on his arm, and there was a long cut in his arm, which was obviously cut by a big knife.

Murong Yu's forehead had some tiny beads of sweat, which slowly ran down his forehead and flowed on his eyebrows.

Then it fell into his eyes. Because his eyes were sour, he closed his eyes.

At this time, a long Wu Shi da0 came out from his right side and fiercely cut down in the direction of Murong Yu's neck.

Murong Yu felt the force and hid his head to one side. Fortunately, the knife just cut on his shoulder.

A new knife was added to the knife wound just now. Murong Yu cried out in pain,

"Shit!"

Now the veins on his face burst, and the left arm was afraid to be wasted. The severe pain made his body almost tilted. Murong Yu propped up and his teeth kept biting his lips. He didn't want to die now. He died in this place.

He still has a life to guard. Now he's dead? It's too weak.

The man opposite Murong Yu looked at him coldly. The pupil in one eye was white, and the other eye was still intact.

The man is dressed like Miyamoto Musashi's clothes in the game. If he is not in such a scene, people who see him will think that he is playing Miyamoto Musashi. Half of the exposed abdominal muscles move, which seems to be provoking Murong Yu. His eyes at Murong Yu are very arrogant.

He put Wu Shi da0 away, stroked it gently, looked at the black handle as if it had a magical power, smiled gently at the corners of his mouth, slowly raised his head and looked at Murong Yu, smiled slightly at the corners of his mouth.

His smile, like mocking Murong Yu, "Mr. mu, if you had made peace in the dark before, there is no need to end up like this now. Look at you now. You are embarrassed, just like a dog. Of course, if you made peace at the beginning, you are not dead now."

Murong Yu just felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker now. The knife wound just now should have hurt the position of the bone. The tingling feeling was already in the heart pit, but the next second, he just felt that he was about to fall down.

Just looking at the person in front of me, I smiled coldly. What's the meaning of these words? It's still the same meaning. People in the dark are really like a wolf's nest, not a fox. The cunning fox always likes to eat the meat in other people's mouth.

The man smiled gently and faced Murong Yu, who was now vulnerable in his eyes. For him, the current situation is that the mantis wants to kill him like a cicada who doesn't know the danger.

But in his heart, he still wanted to see what the cicada was like, afraid, or Ling Wei was not disorderly or struggling, just waiting for him to eradicate it.

Just think of Murong Yu struggling, he is very happy.

Just when he was happy to get close to Murong Yu, he only felt some coolness in the back of his head. He turned his head and was hit by a stick before he could see anything clearly. Suddenly, he felt that his eyes were black and there were stars in his head.

Plop, mixed down, but he didn't expect that the mantis catches cicadas and the Yellow finches are behind.

The man with the stick kicked the fallen Japanese and whispered, "Ichiro Hetian, hum! I'll let you be the" crane "in the field today."

The man smiled softly, then stood up and walked towards Murong Yu.

Murong Yu looked at the man in front of him, and his pale face showed an incredible expression. Now Murong Yu has knelt down on the ground, powerlessly raised his head and looked at the man in front of him.

The man in front of him squatted down slightly, held Murong Yu's body, smiled and nodded at him, and said softly, "remember me? I'm back, don't worry!"

Murong Yu looked at the man, his mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't speak at all. His thirsty lips looked at the person in front of him, but his mouth shape had been calling a name, and he called softly

"Li Xiao, Li Xiao, is that you?"

Murong Yu looked at Li Xiao's face. His change was great. It was not his original appearance. It was just his eyes, or Li Xiao's eyes. Murong Yu would never forget.

Li Xiao's eyes, in his memory, are like ropes, engraved in his heart, even in his mind, and will not be forgotten in his life.

Li Xiao nodded, looked at Murong Yu with gentle eyes and said, "yes, it's me. Don't worry! I'll cure you."

Murong Yu heard Li Xiao's voice and finally closed his eyes quietly. Now, he doesn't have to be afraid of anything.

Because there is Li Xiao.

……

"Murong Yu! Murong Yu!"

Murong Yu's eyes opened and closed. Looking at Li Xiao in front of him, he couldn't get rid of it in his mind. He rubbed his eyes and was sleepy.

"What are you doing? Do you want me to sleep this big night? What time is it now?"

Pop!

Li Xiao slapped Murong Yu heavily on his face. Murong Yu was hurt and his brain was very clear now.

"Sleep! Sleep fart! Do you know you almost died just now!"

Murong Yu looked at Li Xiao's face. There were traces of tears on his face. His two eyes were red and swollen. Murong Yu looked at Li Xiao with a confused face and said, "what's the matter? You seem to be crying!"

Looking at Murong Yu, he was still gloating. Looking at him, he still wanted to laugh. Li Xiao slapped him again. This slap was heavier than just now.

Angry Li Xiao directly stood up, angrily walked aside to vent his anger, looked at his back, as if he was secretly wiping his tears.

Until now, Murong Yu didn't see clearly that he was sleeping in a lawn. He was covered with a quilt under his body.

Murong Yu, who looked at the burning house in front of him, was surprised and shouted to Li Xiao, "it's on fire. Put out the fire! No, put out the fire! Where are you standing and what are you doing?"

No wonder Murong Yu just felt some warmth around him. Now he saw that his house was on fire.

Li Xiao suddenly turned around, looked at Murong Yu and walked over step by step. At this time, Murong Yu had stood up, stepped on the quilt, looked at Li Xiao with a surprised expression.