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"Cousin Shawna, something big happened, you should come and take a look!"
Jit hurriedly rushed to Shawna's side, who had just woken up a little, and then ran back, "I forgot, you can't get up."
Shawna was so angry that he almost fainted again. His cousin was not bad at all, except that he was a little timid, but he was also a little too imaginative.
Whenever he did something, he would always make people feel confused.
Not long after, Jit ran back with a mount from the mainland and a cloth full of bloody words in his other hand. He took a deep breath and said, "Cousin, I was patrolling the outer forest and found it. There's also this bloody cloth. It seems to be left behind by the king. Look, something big has happened!"
Shawna couldn't get up, so Jit had to open the cloth and hold it in front of him.
After a while, Shawna's face became serious, and he struggled to say, "go and call Pascal, wait, where is the thing left by the king?"
Jit hurriedly untied the bag tied on the back of the riding beast, put it next to Shawna, and then hurriedly went to find the doctor Pascal.
Shawna was angry and anxious, this stupid kid didn't even help him open the bag, he only had half of his body left, what if he could open the bag?
Not long after, Jit carried Pascal on his back and hurriedly came back.
Shawna's face was pale, but he still tried to stay sober, "Pascal, look at this roll of bloody cloth, don't worry about the content first, are you sure it is the king's blood? I can already confirm it myself, but I need you to confirm it again. "
Shawna was a rigid person, otherwise, he wouldn't have immediately carried out the order without asking why.
Vampires were more sensitive to blood than any other race, especially Chu Yunsheng's blood, all 17 of them were very familiar with it.
After a while, Pascal raised his head and said with certainty, "it is the king's blood!"
After getting the affirmation of Pascal, Shawna said decisively, "Pascal, I won't be awake for long. Although Jit is lucky, he is too young after all. We can't rely on him to make the decision. The lives of the 17 of us are in your hands. Do everything according to the king's order … Also, is Buterne still alive?"
Pascal nodded and sighed. "But it's no different from death. Now that the King is gone … Shauna, to tell you the truth, my heart is in a mess. Too many things have happened, too many brothers have died. Out of nearly 200 people, only a dozen of us are left alive. Guckman brought back news that Wen Luo betrayed us … I've been thinking, what are we doing? Why did he come here? Just to help Hu Er obtain the damned throne? What does it have to do with us? Shona, I … "
Xiao Na spat out a mouthful of blood and said angrily, "Pascal, what did you say!?"
Pascal looked down at his broken leg, pulled his hair, and said excitedly, "I just want to know what the fuck we are doing!?"
Shauna's eyes became cold, and he said coldly, "Are you questioning the king!?"
Jit, who was next to him, was stunned by the conversation between the two. He subconsciously held the hilt of his sword with his left hand, looked at his cousin Shauna, and then looked at Pascal, and didn't dare to make a sound.
Pascal also stared at Shauna, panting heavily, but he didn't speak. Gradually, his blood-red eyes calmed down, and he said, "Shauna, I'm going crazy. You don't know how much pressure I'm under. You are all lying here, unconscious and seriously injured. You don't know anything, and you don't have to think about anything. I envy you. I also want to lie here unconscious and not have to face anything, but I can't. I have to save you! When the king was here, it was fine. Seeing him, I felt at ease. No matter what, I always felt that with a strong support, I didn't have to think so much, and I just had to do my own thing.
But as soon as he left this forest, do you know how scared I was? I was scared that he wouldn't come back! If he doesn't come back, what will we do? What will you do? What about the dozen brothers who are seriously injured!? "
Shauna took a deep breath, and the sound of air scraping against his windpipe was like fingernails scratching against a blackboard. It was ear-piercing, and he tried to clear his mind. He looked at Xue Bu and said, "Pascal, I understand how you feel. At this time, don't think too much. We need you, and we can talk about everything else after I get better. It's not like the king won't come back. He said it very clearly. Think about it, we were almost all dead, but didn't the king still come back? That was an army of hundreds of thousands of people, and he rushed back alone! "
Pascal nodded and said, "I know, I understand, but I can't help but think about it."
Shauna's consciousness became more and more blurry, and he clenched his teeth and said, "The king must have his reasons for doing this. Pascal, you just need to know that we need you now, understand?"
Pascal nodded, and Shauna signaled for Jit to send him back.
Jit, who had been holding onto the hilt of his sword, ran back after sending Pascal off in a panic. He knew that his cousin definitely had something to say to him.
"Jit, keep an eye on Pascal for the next two days …" Shauna said with his hand on his neck. He couldn't hold on any longer, and he was about to fall into a coma again.
A trace of panic flashed in Jit's eyes, and he stuttered, "Cousin, cousin, he, he, I, I?"
Shauna took deep breaths, trying to use the fresh oxygen to clear his mind. He said anxiously, "He's not right, and I'm afraid he'll commit suicide. You, you, you have to take precautions."
Jit seemed to heave a sigh of relief, and he quickly nodded. "Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on him."
Shauna gave him a gratified smile, and his eyelids closed. When he opened them again, a sharp killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Also, Jit, listen well. You must remember, if he, shows signs of, rebelling, kill him immediately, without hesitation! Do you remember? "
Jit's nerves, which had just relaxed, immediately tensed up again, and he looked at Shauna in a daze, unable to say anything.
Shauna hurriedly said, "Do you remember!? Tell me you remember! If he can't figure it out, in case, in case, rebelling, he will definitely expose our whereabouts to the aliens everywhere, and then contact Asherdier, then we will be finished. You, me, Buterne, we will all be finished! You must remember! "
Jit was scared by Shauna's gaze. At this moment, he felt like he was in an ice cave. Although he was scared of hundreds of thousands of soldiers, he was not as scared and cold as he was now.
Was he going to kill his brothers who had fought together with him?
"I will remember!" Looking at his cousin's gaze, Jit almost cried and said these words.
When the king left, it was as if the sky was about to collapse!
After getting Jit's promise, Shauna completely fainted.
Dusk came early in the dense forest, and soon it was night. Kite nervously talked to Pascal for a while and saw that he had returned to normal and was doing everything he could to alleviate the pain of the other seriously injured people. There were no signs of suicide, nor were there any signs of rebellion.
Jit secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his depressed mood gradually improved. He began to prepare to rob the Korean camp.
This made him a little excited. In his bones, he actually wanted to wear reverse underwear, or a mask and cloak, and pretend to be Superman or Batman to fight for justice and win the screams of blonde beauties. Of course, he didn't have a sense of immersion in a poor man like Spiderman. Otherwise, it would also be a good choice.
But this time, he had to wear the enemy's armor and pretend to be a villain.
Those who didn't like masquerade parties wouldn't understand Jit's feelings when he put on the mainland's armor.
Tidying up the armor and the armor, Kitt realized that the armor the king had "sent" back was slightly different from the armor of the Golden Armored Knights. The most obvious difference was that the waist was much smaller, which was more in line with the human figure. Otherwise, wearing the large armor of the Golden Armored Knights would look like Don Quixote carrying the heavy armor of the Middle Ages. It would be a joke if he were to wear it.
Jit and the other two companions who could still ride were ready. Taking advantage of the night, Jit and the other two quietly entered the jungle.
Along the way, he communicated with his companions in the Chinese language that the king had taught him before. "Me? Wa? Wa … "
Since they were pretending to be people from the mainland, but they didn't know how to speak the mainland's language, but they also needed to make the Koreans understand and believe that they were people from the mainland.
After thinking for a long time, he decided that they couldn't speak English. Although English was the best, if the people from the mainland wanted to speak English, they would definitely stutter, and as the mother tongue of Jit and the others, they were born to pretend that they didn't know how to speak English. The best way was to speak other languages. Considering that a large number of Koreans fled to China when they left the earth, they should know a little Chinese language, and maybe there was a translation. In the end, they decided to use the Chinese language that Jit and the others didn't know.
Before, in order to hide their whereabouts, they had to use this method. But it didn't matter if they were exposed. They could either negotiate or fight directly.
But now the situation was different. Not only did they need to hide their whereabouts, but the reality was that the three of them were all injured. If they didn't pretend to be people from the mainland to scare them, it would be impossible for them to get the medicine that was extremely precious in every camp.
Therefore, they had to be very careful!
Those who were seriously injured were still waiting for them to bring back the medicine to save their lives!
Following the route that Jit left behind, the three of them smoothly reached the entrance of the Korean camp. From afar, they saw a group of soldiers patrolling back and forth with heavy weapons in their hands.
Jit calmed himself down, exchanged a glance with the other two people, drew out his sword, and rushed to the entrance of the camp. While a group of soldiers were caught off guard, he waved his sword, but he was also very careful. He didn't force his way in, he just stood at the entrance and yelled at the other two people.
When the soldiers wearing helmets saw the "mainland's knights", they didn't dare to do anything. They quickly sent someone to report to the camp, and carefully kept a distance from Jit and the other two people. There was a trace of fear in their eyes.
Seeing this, Jit continued to yell fiercely and pointed the tip of his sword at them.
An officer who looked like a commander bit the bullet and raised his hand, indicating that he didn't have any weapons. He probably wanted to communicate with Jit.
However, Jit was stunned by him. He just pointed randomly, why did someone really come out?
At that moment, he didn't care too much. In order to make it more realistic, he continued to shout. The officer frowned as he listened, not understanding anything. When Kite finished, he gestured, probably asking Kite what he wanted to do. They cooperated well.
In order to prevent the camp from having an interpreter who knew a little bit about the language of the mainland, Jit talked nonsense with him for a while. When the officers of the camp rushed over, he deliberately pretended to communicate with the other two before nodding, as if he understood that they couldn't understand what he was saying.
Then, he turned his head, opened his mouth, and coughed. He began to imitate the Chinese accent of the officers, and made an extremely fierce expression. He bared his teeth and shouted excitedly,
"Big sister! Big sister! Guys, big sister is here! "
Before the officers and soldiers could react, he pointed at his mouth, lifted his armor, and pointed at the wound on his arm. He explained seriously, "Big sister, it's me! Big sister wants! Wants! Wants! "
The other two "knights" also shouted fiercely, "Big sister, it's me! Big sister wants! Wants! Wants! "
This time, Jit felt that someone should be able to understand that he needed "food" and "medicine", but he was so excited that he forgot that Chu Yunsheng had told him not to say the word "robbery", just say "food" and "medicine".
So, in front of him, the people on the ground were all stunned!
…
At this moment, Chu Yunsheng didn't know what kind of shock Jit had brought to the Koreans. He regretted injecting eleven red liquid at once!
Before the injection, he actually knew that he would definitely regret it.
No one could endure this kind of endless pain, no one!
It was not even painful, nor was it torture. It was not even "begging for death".
If he had to find a word or a way to describe it, it was a kind of limit.
If the limit of pain of giving birth to a child was 57 dol, and the limit of pain of a man's crotch was 9,000 dol, then it was already off the charts.
Compared to it, using mercury to make human flesh crawl out of the scalp, pouring asphalt to condense and then peeling off the skin, hooking out the intestines from the back door, cutting people in half, piercing needles, burying people alive, filling them with lead … This was the most "happy" way to die in the world.
However, the most terrifying thing about it was not this. Instead, it was the fact that it could not faint. It had no choice but to stay awake at all times. Moreover, it was incomparably awake, becoming more and more awake. It magnified its rampage without limit and experienced all of its horrors in detail.
Chu Yunsheng didn't know where he was. At this moment, he had the clearest vision, but he couldn't see anything. It was not because of the darkness, but because he really just wanted to die.
He regretted it. It would be better if he didn't inject it. It would be better if he fought with the Tian Yu Country to the death.
However, he also knew that if he had to choose again, he would still choose the injection. This was like a student sitting in the examination hall, facing the crisis of failing, being called by his parents, repeating a year, or even failing the exam, regretting not studying properly. However, when the new semester arrived, this regret would disappear as if it had never existed. Only when the environment of "exams" appeared, would the corresponding "regret" appear, even if he already knew it.
Chu Yunsheng knew that he would regret it, and he also knew that if he could survive it, he would not regret it in the future. But he still regretted it now.
This was its power and horror. His will could no longer overcome it. Even if he understood everything, he still could not overcome it.
Chu Yunsheng had experienced the pain of "begging for death" that most people had never experienced in their lives. In the yellow mountain, in the giant tomb of Dumb Insect, under the colorful whip at the North Pole … many, many times, but not once like today, he really wanted to seek a quick death.
In the yellow mountain, he would rather die than die, in the giant tomb of Dumb Insect, he knew that he would not die, and under the colorful whip at the North Pole, he could not die!
But today, in order to fight against the horror of hell, he suddenly found that he had no reason to live, not die, and not die!
His spiritual weapon was as weak as a straw.
Why couldn't he die?
He had already arranged everything he could for the blood cavalry, Buterne, Shona, and others. Without him, maybe it would be better. At least, there would not be such a powerful person watching them.
Ji Ziyi had nothing to do with him, so even if he died, it would not affect anything.
Dark should have its own path, and the little tiger should have already forgotten him. It had been too long, and he did not want to see those old acquaintances again. The world had changed.
If he died, he might still be able to see the people he missed the most, if the legendary hell existed.
…
What else?
Exploring the stars was just a kind of human curiosity about the unknown.
Living a comfortable and free life was already an extravagant hope.
Breaking the cardinal, reaching Yuan Tian stage, and giving birth to a spirit? He was not a child anymore. He would not regard this kind of desire as the meaning of his soul and life.
As for those things, such as the zero-dimensional cube, the giant triangular body, and the soul realm … Those things that he did not understand were not the reason why he had to live to study them. He did not have a hobby of collecting treasures.
He also did not want to know the reason for the war of gods, the war that had not ended for a long time, and so on.
…
There was no more!
He could not find a reason to live, and he could not find a reason to survive. He had no weapon in his hand that could fight against it.
If he had to find one reason, it would be that he could not fulfill his parents' wish, get married, and have children, which was a huge regret. He had indeed not thought about that for a long time.
Then, he sadly found that all the reasons he wanted to find to persist in living had become reasons for him to die!
What was even more sad was that when he racked his brain to find a reason to live, in fact, it already showed that he had no reason to live anymore.
He was thinking that if a person lived to such a point, even a god would probably not want to live anymore, right?
Just like when a person tried to list reasons to prove that he did not love another person, it already showed that he had fallen deeply in love, or when a person racked his brain to list reasons on a piece of paper whether he should not break up with another person, it also showed that he had decided to break up with another person in his heart.
After a while, Chu Yunsheng suddenly realized that what he was experiencing at the moment was not the horror of hell brought by the eleven red liquid, but it was the torture of himself.
In that case, why did he still want to live?
This question removed all hypocrisy, all masks, all moaning, all pretentious, and directly pierced into his heart!
In the zero-dimensional space, the first limit, which had not moved for a long time, moved slightly, and began to move towards the second limit!
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When he woke up, he would continue to write the second chapter, and solemnly ask for monthly votes!
^ ^ (To be continued.)
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