Chapter 13 You can't die!

Another young man covered by a black cloak came out of the forest with a sleeping little girl on his back. Similarly, those terrible natural creatures seemed to have no effect on him at all.

With the appearance of this young man, the dazzling red eyes gradually decreased, and the whole forest fell into a dark silence again, as if nothing had happened here.

The young man stood on the other side of the huge pit, under the black cloak, which was also a pair of black eyes.

The young man stared at the burly man who killed a crypt spider ant in one move, but his face was full of disdain.

"Mohammad, your nephew is really weak and pitiful. Even if he perfectly integrates the sun water of our Chinese dragon clan and successfully opens the first-order gene lock, he still can't beat a newly hatched cave spider ant larva."

This burly man is Shaw's uncle Mohammed, but the young man standing opposite Mohammed doesn't know his origin.

"If you can't beat it now, it doesn't mean you can't beat it in the future. Don't forget that he is my Mohammed's nephew." Mohammed shrugged his shoulders and laughed carelessly, "But then again, Eagle, you pure yellow people are born to get close to natural creatures. This special ability is really jealous and crazy - I thought I had already got rid of your trouble!"

You!

Mohammad proved his identity with very clear words, and his blue eyes had nowhere to hide in the dark.

He is not a pure yellow man, but an authentic white man.

In this era of inhuman discrimination against yellow people, no one knows why such a powerful white man takes care of a child with pure yellow blood so carefully.

"As long as you don't give him to me for a day, I won't leave you for a day." The young man's tone is very cold. In his opinion, this problem is not a problem at all. He just came to chase Xiao Kui, who drank the holy water of his clan.

Mohammad snorted coldly and replied disapprovingly, "It's still the earliest sentence, either I die or he dies, otherwise you will never want to take him away."

"But he is dying." The young man, known as the eagle, had deep eyes and went straight to the ground through the ruins, as if he could see through everything.

Mohammad glanced at the young man, raised his chin slightly, drew an arc at the corners of his mouth, and said proudly, "How can my Mohammed's nephew die so easily?"

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At this time, Xiao Kui's body, which had been supporting, finally relaxed, and the tense nerves completely disintegrated! His breathing began to slow down, and his heartbeat beat extremely irregularly. He was even at a standstill for a long time. At this moment, he has traveled on the horizontal line of life and death!

Although Zhou Qing has taken Xiao Kuiyin to the safety zone at the entrance of the factory, Xiao Kui's problem is obviously not caused by the collapse of the head.

Zhou Qing looked at Xiao Kuiyin's nose with a complicated look, and then his face began to twist and became extremely ferocious!

"Fuck, can I save a dead man?"

Zhou Qing, who came here because he heard an extraordinary explosion nearby, immediately found Xiao Kuiyin, who was in a coma. He didn't know why Xiao Kuiyin had such a miserable end, but the factory that collapsed immediately forced Zhou Qing to choose to save Xiao Kuiyin without thinking about it. In this way, Xiao Kuiyin At least I owe myself a life!

So, how can this guy die before paying off the debt?

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Below the entrance of the factory, the second-story step that had not yet been affected by the previous battle, Zhou Qing carefully laid Xiao Kuiyin flat on the ground - even the broken arm with only a layer of human skin was neatly placed back in place by him and connected with the broken arm.

It is hard to imagine that a fat and obscene man like Zhou Qing is doing all kinds of delicate movements at this moment, carefully treating Xiao Kuiyin, who is dying frequently. Anyone can see that his movements are more standard and effective than those female nurses with delicate and smooth hands!

At this moment, Zhou Qing seems to be facing a rare natural enemy in his life, and his forehead is covered with fine beads of sweat - he has used the thirteen solutions for treating injuries in the field one by one according to the standard process, but...

It doesn't work.

Xiao Kui's injury was too serious, and the wounds on his abdomen and left shoulder caused the toxin from the green mucus of the crypt spider ant to invade his blood on a large scale. Now it is too late for any antidote. You know, these toxins have begun to invade the brain long before Xiao Kui's dying counterattack.

And at that last moment, Xiao Kui got the last blow at the cost of burning his own vitality by using the resonance of genetic cells in various parts of the body. The crazy rotation undoubtedly accelerated his own blood loss.

A large amount of blood loss and toxins permeate the whole body. No matter how you look at it, Xiao Kui is bound to die!

But in fact, Xiao Kuiyin has not completely died.

In this case, Xiao Kuiyin has not yet become a dead body. Obviously, this miracle comes from his body that is so strange that it can finely control his own cell. It is certain that in the known black age, there is absolutely no second person who has the same constitution - including those who actively or passively changed their genes or modified their bodies, and mutants due to some mysterious unknown factors...

If those countless human beings were poisoned just by touching the mucus of a small nail cover-sized spider ants, they would still have a trace of breath if they knew that Xiao Kuiyin had almost soaked in the green sticky **, and they would be eager to curse in hell, right? If they know that Xiao Kui still has huge wounds on his abdomen and arms, and there is no equipment to resist toxins all over his body, then they will no longer curse in hell, but should directly climb out of hell to find the founder theory of this era!

Zhou Qing thought sadly after exhausting all the first aid methods he knew and the treatment were ineffective. However, the idea that should have made him laugh was not funny at all.

Now, it seems that everything can only be seen by Xiao Kuiyin's life-and-death struggle with death in another space, who wins or loses!

However, is Xiao Kuiin strong enough to overcome the haze of death?

No one knows.

Zhou Qing's hand has always rested on Xiao Kuiyin's wrist - this is a medical technique spread among his parents, full of magical unknown principles, but this medical method has proved to be effective.

However, when Zhou Qing felt Xiao Kui's body temperature getting colder little by little, and the pulse of his wrist became slower and slower, his temper became more and more irritable!!

"Damn it, it's a hard opportunity. Am I destined to miss it?"

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something!

"Yes!!!!!"

At this moment, even if it is obscene, it is difficult to block the dazzling light released by his eyes because of extreme excitement. Zhou Qing took out a huge kettle from his waist, gently tapped his thumb, and opened the kettle with a bang.

At this moment, he hesitated for some reason.

No, if it doesn't work, isn't it...

Without giving Zhou Qing any chance to hesitate, Xiao Kui's weak heartbeat was in vain, and his cold body had been passed to Mohammed through the thick and worn armor!

It's like a steel needle, which is deeply pierced into Zhou Qing's fat that can't be penetrated by bullets!

Zhou Qing seemed to have made a difficult decision. With a ferocious face, he directly pointed the mouth of the kettle at Xiao Kuiyin's mouth without hesitation and forcibly pried it open. He didn't care how wasteful it was to leave this relationship with the overflowing water along the corners of his mouth. He pinched Xiao Kuiyin's throat and poured it down, and ignored that there were more Pure**, wet Xiao Kuiyin's bronze body.

"Xiao Kuiyin, you can't die!"

"If you die, who will help me persuade your uncle to kill the three bastards of Kurad's family!!!"

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