Chapter 52 Dilemm 2

My face suddenly changed and I shouted:

"Be careful, there is someone up there!"

The voice was full of fear and panic.

The man hiding on the edge of the eaves, the white-soled shoe suddenly stopped, and a pair of indifferent and emotionless eyes appeared in my vision. The corners of his eyes narrowed into a curvature of ridicule, and his right hand shook gently.

"Wo!"

A dart enlarged infinitely in front of my eyes, like a poisonous snake, spitting out its scarlet snake letter at me, revealing its ferocious tusks.

Suddenly, I felt that death was so close to me, as if I had taken a trip from hell, but was pulled back to heaven by others.

A huge impulse pushed me aside and just avoided the deadly dart.

"Hum!"

The dart, the dark knife body, was poisoned at a glance. Nailed to the ground trembling with cold light, the trembling movement, just like my current ups and downs.

I sat on the ground in shock, soaked with cold sweat behind my back, which was sticky and uncomfortable. Although I really wanted to get up, I found that my feet were soft and I couldn't move at all. It seemed that I had been clicked.

I didn't expect that the death edge ball that God kicked me brought me such a great fear. It was so big that it completely broke the heart of my glazed princess and made me completely understand that "It's better to die than to live!" The essence of this sentence.

It's so incisive that I really want to hold the person who created this sentence and say, thank you.

Although, he should turn into ashes and become a part of the nourishing earth. However, it does not hinder my admiration for him.

Ah, please allow me to express my deepest feelings to you...

Just as I was unconscious again and wanted to publish a sense of nothing, Mo Si hated it and shouted:

"Do you still want to die? Get up quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he used his cloak to shake off several flying and quenched darts. Yu Guang looked at me and was a little speechless.

I know that it is a mistake to drag this oil bottle. Not to mention the ability to protect himself, he still sat on the ground in a daze at such a dangerous time. He has never seen such a person. It's simply a strange thing!

Yes, it's weird!

Previously, he obviously cherished his life so much that he didn't dare to pay attention to him half a meter away. He was afraid that he would not be able to help him and hang here.

Now, at the time of death, there is still time to sit on the ground in a daze?!

Oh, my God, what a complicated and idiotic brain this woman has?!

Mo Si was completely helpless, but it was difficult to abandon me. Anyway, he agreed to the request of Prince Mo Xian and naturally did his best to complete it. In addition, he also promised me such an idiot to follow him closely so that he could try his best to protect me.

So, it is impossible for Mo Si to give up on me halfway. I just hope that I can not drag him back so much, so that I may still get a glimmer of life.

Alas, it's really melancholy!

Mo Si sighed gently in his heart, and his face remained paralyzed, and his dead fish-like eyes flashed with a trace of helplessness. But he still surrounded me and helped me block the sporadically flying poison darts.

However, the four tongues of ink were blooming, which stimulated the survival cells all over my body and made me completely recover from my daze.

I quickly woke up from the chaotic state. What I saw was the sword and shadow that I could only see on TV, and I thought I would never touch it, but it was close to the Shura scene.

Blood, blood all over the ground, even the moon, looks blood red.

Some people are fighting in one place; some people fall to the ground; some people win, and then participate in another battle.

At this time, Mo Si was also fighting with the other party's leader. Looking at his skillful appearance, he knew that he was evenly matched. However, he made quick moves twice, as if he was worried about the scene on the court. He wanted to finish the idea of helping others as soon as possible, which failed.

The other party did not attack directly with him at all, but only wandered around Mo Si, stabbing tricky and strange swordsmanship from time to time. Several times, Mo Si avoided it dangerously and dangerously.

Therefore, Mo Si was tired of fighting with the other party's leader and could not spare his hand to help others.

The war situation is getting more and more intense. On our side, the situation is very dangerous, but we can't end the war for a while.

Gradually, the seemingly endless battle and death make this small space filled with the smell of demonic and deadly blood, making people can't help but want to vomit.

I looked at the situation on the venue, with a pale face, and could no longer stand the disgust of this scene. I turned my head, held the wall, and buried my head in my stretched arms. It seemed that only in this way could relieve the suffocation surrounded by the evil breath in my heart.

Now, isn't it like an ostrich that stuffs its head into the sand in case of an accident?

I thought to myself, but I didn't dare to look back at the nerve that was not thick but tight, and I couldn't stand the broken Shura scene.

It's terrible!

I held the wall and gasped. The air quickly filled my blood, circulated to my machine-stud brain, slightly squeezed out the area occupied by chaos, and made my mind briefly clear.

No, I can't stay here all the time. In my current situation, staying here is simply a little sheep taking the initiative to send it into the wolf's mouth. As long as someone comes, I can easily harvest my life.

Although I knew that I had to escape far away under such circumstances, after all, after all, after seeing the blood, my legs were completely weak and had no resistance at all.

But that's exactly the case. Now my hands and feet are weak and I don't have any strength, as if all my strength has been drained.

What's more sad is that Mo Si is fighting so well that he can't spare his hand to save me!

I feel like crying without tears. I just hope that they all regard me as transparent so that I can avoid disaster.

Obviously, I'm dreaming, and it's a daydream at night...

"Zhang!"

The sound of drawing the sword came from behind me, making my weak body suddenly stiff.

Don't be so unlucky, right? I just wanted to be a transparent person, why is someone coming now? Don't you know that I'm harmless? Is it possible that this year is really unfavorable to me?

My face was filled with sadness for a moment, but my heart was so nervous that I grabbed the paper bag soaked in sweat.

Because I felt the vitality under the crisis.

Just now, when he turned his head and glanced back with the afterglow, he found that it was a seriously injured man. His hair was shawl and his face could not be seen clearly, but he could see how fiercely he had been from the wounds on his body and the blood.

Maybe the death with the death sickle is as ferocious and bloody as he is.

I wrinkled my nose and my face turned a little paler. I felt frightened by the strong smell of blood that I could smell ten steps away from him. But there was nothing I could do but resist the thin vomiting. Because the hand was clenched too tightly, the joints made a faint "pop" sound. In this small circle of space that seems to have emptied the air, it is deafening.

It was getting closer and closer. In order to make my ears clearer, I closed my eyes and silently counted the few steps left in my heart.

When I counted silently, I used all my strength to open the paper bag in my hand and wiped it into the man's eyes. Before he could react, he took the knife, raised the knife and pushed it to his chest.

"Puff!"

I heard the dull voice and felt the stagnation after the knife entered the human body. With it, I felt a warm breath splashing on my face...

"Ah!"

I quickly pushed the man away, wiped the sticky blood on my face, like a headless fly, found a place that was broken by others, and quickly escaped.

Only stayed and fell into a fierce atmosphere, but there was inevitably some strange crowd.