Chapter 2945
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Fei Yan was slightly taken aback, and in the next second, a huge explosion suddenly sounded in his ears. The strong airflow blew his entire body over, his body mixed with blood and water as countless gravel brushed past him, like blades, cutting through his clothes, cutting into his skin.
The thick smell of blood filled every corner at this moment, and the strong airflow made it extremely difficult to breathe.
Fei Yan could only subconsciously clasp the ground under his body with his hands, so that he did not rush further.
What the hell happened?
Fei Yan's heart was beating wildly. He wanted to open his mouth and call for Rong Ruo, but his lips, which had been corroded by the poisonous fog, were glued together. He opened his mouth slightly, and the wind poured into his throat, making it painful.
The strong impact lasted for a long time before it finally stopped.
Fei Yan groped his way up in the dark, half sitting on the cold ground.
He couldn't feel …
He couldn't feel anyone's aura.
The aura belonging to Fang Jinghe had disappeared without a trace. The murderous aura and the creepy pressure had dissipated at this moment, as if it had never existed.
But …
He couldn't find …
He couldn't find a trace of aura belonging to Rong Ruo. Just now, he could still feel a little, but now …
"Little … Ruo? … Little … Ruo … "The panic that he had never experienced filled Fei Yan's heart at this moment. He stretched out his hand in a panic in the dark, groping on the ground inch by inch. His anxious spirit was stretched to the extreme. The pair of scarred hands kept groping on the broken ground, trying to find his most precious treasure.
However, what he touched was only the rubble and some sticky liquid that he did not know what it was.
"Little Ruo?! Little Ruo, where are you? Don't scare me … don't scare me … say something!! Say something!!! "Great fear filled Fei Yan's heart, how he wished he could see it.
Let him have a look, just one look!
"Little Ruo!!!"
In the dilapidated street, the roar of despair echoed.
Amidst the despairing silence, a series of footsteps suddenly approached. Fei Yan's nerves tensed up, but in that instant, his tensed nerves suddenly relaxed, because he felt …..
He felt a familiar aura.
"Er … Dumb Qiao, Brother Hua? Is that you? "Fei Yan raised his head, his voice trembling slightly.
On the empty street, Qiao Er, who was bathed in blood, stood on the unrecognizable rubble. Looking at everything in front of him, every pore on his body shrank. On his blood-stained face, his eyes widened to the extreme. His body swayed slightly, and Hua Yao, who was on his shoulder, almost fell to the ground. He quickly stabilized his body, but a mouthful of blood was stuck in his throat.
"Dumb Qiao?" Fei Yan couldn't get a response, so he could only ask again.
Qiao Chu's gaze swept across the street that was splattered with blood. From the ground to the walls, every inch of the street was covered with tiny spots of blood. Every single trace … looked like hell.
On the ground, he saw a crimson butterfly. It was a huge, blood-stained butterfly that soaked every stone slab.
"Dumb Qiao, Brother Hua! Say something! Have you seen Little Ruo? Did you see her?! "Fei Yan was about to be driven mad by the deathly silence!
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