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() It stands to reason that Yutou Zhang is a local snake in Yangzhou. Even if this is a long-planned conspiracy against him, why did Yutou Zhang not notice or even ignore it after so long?

Song Yi was very puzzled, but at this moment Yutou Zhang really didn't have time and didn't know what happened to Song Yi, because there was a fight in Matou managed by Yutou Zhang, and the scene of the fight was a bit big So much so that Yutou Zhang took people there when he received the news, and then the pier caught fire, so he had to personally direct the people to fight the fire.net

Officials from the government had gone to the Yangzhou Wharf earlier before the accident at the Yuanlai Game Hall, so Xu Chang was in vain.Fleeing the air is not the most helpless thing, the most helpless thing is that Xu Chang encountered the same process as Song Yi on the way to the Yuanlai game hall.

The process is the result.

Song Yi is no longer a frail scholar, and even said that he has never been a scholar in his bones.He is a person who likes to travel and explore in another time and space, and he is also a person who yearns for an unrestrained life in this world, so he prefers to use the most direct way to solve problems.But the matter in front of him was obviously beyond what his fist or even his knife could solve.

Song Yi's footsteps are very steady, so when he took the first step, the second step unexpectedly stepped on the ground at the same time as the first step, and then the third step, the fourth step...

When Song Yi's steps counted to No. 11, he turned around and drew his sword.

His strength has become great under Fuyao's training, and his saber movement is also fierce, so when the saber goes out, it even seems to tear a hole in the air, making a hiss in the air sound.

His speed was very fast, a ray of sword light flashed by...

The knife didn't fail, it cut into the flesh and the bone. Because of the force, Song Yi pulled out the knife before the other party had time to scream and the sound of the knife piercing into the bone come out.

Bring out a puddle of blood, dripping and splashing on the ground...

But it was only about a second from the moment Song Yi drew the knife to the moment when Song Yi succeeded in the first knife, the opponent's person moved.

Song Yi's movements were fast, but there were many people on the other side, and the people on the other side began to use knives or axes...

Xiaohu was stunned. He was so afraid of blood that he was so scared that he didn't choose to resist or fight back. Instead, he immediately smashed the rolling pin in his hand hard on his head.He smashed very hard, almost using up all his courage...

He was afraid of pain and blood, but he splashed out the blood on his own head, and then simply passed out on the ground, because he was more afraid of being cut with a knife and bleeding...

Xiaohu's actions stunned the other party for a moment, but soon the group left Xiaohu with a sneer and rushed towards Song Yi.

Song Yi's knife is very fast, and every time it goes out, it will bring out the blood of the opponent.But gradually, the number of times he used the knife became less and less. He still had the flying knife in his arms, but he couldn't take the time to get it, and he couldn't use it for close combat.Things like flying knives are really useless things, and Song Yi finally understood why Fuyao would not choose the flying sword in the first place, but held it in his hand even if his flying sword skills were so superb...

In close combat, all that matters is strength and skill, but when the opponent is overwhelmingly outnumbered, Song Yi starts to take the knife.

A knife crossed his shoulder, piercing Song Yi's expensive fox fur, revealing his fair skin and a clear bloodstain on his fair skin...

Song Yi gritted his teeth, the knife in his hand still followed the most perfect route and the most reasonable arc to cut out, or resist.But after the first wound appeared, a second wound appeared on his body, and the third...

There were more and more wounds, and the cold wind blowing on the exposed skin made Song Yi feel a bone-chilling cold, and his consciousness was sluggish...

Thinking of his pregnant wife being protected by Fuyao, Song Yi swung the knife for the last time, and after letting go with the knife with all his strength, he was finally hit by a heavy punch from behind, and when his body flew backwards, he Already passed out... The corner of his mouth is unwilling...

The cold wind blows on the street, and it seems that it is not reconciled to shake off the few leaves that have already withered and yellowed and have no moisture on the bleak big tree.

The blood has clotted, but the figure has gone away.If it weren't for the many bloodstains and a dead body left on the ground, no one would even know how fierce a battle took place here not long ago...

There was a lot of blood around the body lying on the ground, it looked like a corpse lying in a pool of blood, but no one cared about it, because it was too cold, even if there was a fire in the city, it was only a little restless in the area where the fire started , no one pays attention to the movement on this street near Jizi Lane...

After a long time, the corpse-like body on the ground moved, and then propped itself up to sit up. A gust of cold wind blew in, and Xiaohu shivered while hugging his unconscious body.Then because of this shiver, he suddenly felt a severe pain from his forehead, he stretched out his hand to touch it, and touched the sticky blood clots and lumps that had clotted, he suddenly jumped up with a scream, and then looked around in panic. ..

No one, only blood!

Xiaohu became terrified in a daze, a great panic filled his body, he shouted, and then he was startled by his own voice echoing in the solitude and emptiness.He suddenly turned around and ran wildly, shouting while running...

He was frightened, he wanted to go back to the mansion to find someone to help...

......

In the darkness, bursts of intense pain invaded the body, and then the brain was tormented by the stinging pain, and he opened his eyes in a daze.

nothingness, darkness...

There was nothing, Song Yi vaguely felt a kind of fear, a fear he had never felt before.Because there was no light, there was pain all over his body, he didn't even know whether he was dead or alive, he only knew that his whole body was in severe pain, and the surrounding was as dead and dark as the legendary hell...

He began to pant violently, even panting brought a burst of stinging pain, panting affected the wound on his body, he wanted to move, and then found that his hands were unconscious...

"Where is this?" Song Yi murmured, but found that his voice was terribly hoarse, harsh and dry like a saw.

No one answered, there was no sound, no light, and even no feeling of air flow, Song Yi felt it was difficult to breathe.

"Is this hell?" Song Yi asked again, a strong unknown fear swept his whole body.

He doesn't want to die.

At this moment, he suddenly missed Qingyan terribly, missed the comfort and warmth of the Song Mansion, and then Fuyao's innocent and proud face flashed in his mind, followed by Huang Ying...

It is said that when a person dies, he will forget the people he had contacted before he was alive, so Song Yi desperately thought that he didn't want to die, even if he died, he didn't want to forget those people.

Song Yi even thought that he was having a dream, and maybe he woke up and appeared somewhere in the Tanggula Mountains, but he still didn't want to forget people like Qingyan and Fuyao Huangying.He has felt their existence vividly, he has been truly moved by them, and he also cares about their existence...

He has adapted to exist in a world with green smoke, so he is unprecedentedly unwilling to really die or go back to somewhere in the Tanggula Mountains. He is thinking desperately, he does not want to forget...

Because he was thinking very hard, and because of the extreme silence, he seemed to vaguely hear a slight movement of the air. He tried his best to listen to the slight movement of air, and then he actually felt that it was a sound of breathing...

Breathing, yes!yes...

Song Yi suddenly became ecstatic. Dead people don't feel pain. Even if dead people feel pain, hell shouldn't have breathing sounds, let alone be able to think of Qingyan, so he thought he was alive for the first time.

In life, there is hope; but there is also fear, and when a light suddenly appears, you are already in the modern society...

Time travel is like a dream, but Song Yi doesn't want to think of himself as a butterfly dreaming. If it is really a butterfly dreaming in Zhouzhuang, he hopes that whether it is a butterfly in a dream or a butterfly in a dream, he is unwilling to wake up come over.

Song Yi breathed greedily, and then he felt that his cold hands were not unconscious, but were being cut and bound backwards. Because the binding was tight and strong, his hands were numb due to poor blood flow.

After realizing it, Song Yi had greater hopes in his heart, and then he felt that he was lying sideways on the cold ground, the ground was a cold stone surface, his feet could not move, it seemed that he was also tied up, and even his body was wrapped with ropes.Because the whole body was bound, Song Yi became happy instead.

I didn't die, and was bound!That can only explain one thing, I am still in the Great Zhao Kingdom, and I was not killed by those people, and those people did not kill me, then it means that they must still want to keep me alive, no matter what their purpose is , or who wants to plot against him, there is always a chance...

After figuring this out, Song Yi breathed more greedily, and he also listened carefully to the faint sound of breathing not far from his body in the dead environment.

Then, Song Yi started to move. He writhed like a dehydrated loach on the shore, wriggling his body and moving in that direction. This process caused him severe pain like tearing his whole body, and he even felt weak The body is bleeding!But he didn't give up.

He spent a long time and suffered tremendous pain in exchange for the distance he usually only needs to take a step, and then he had to stop due to the exhaustion of his physical strength.

Sweat mixed with blood permeated the wound, and the piercing pain made him almost grit his teeth to bear it.Because of the pain, my body trembled very badly, convulsing like an electric shock!

He hasn't given up yet. After resting for a long time, he wriggled like a poor loach again. He didn't know why no one faced him, but he knew that it was his chance to survive before no one appeared.

Any opportunity is impossible to miss in the eyes of people who have survived a desperate situation. Of course, Song Yi will not give up any opportunity, but if there is light, he will find that there is a shocking trail on the ground after he has crawled and squirmed. Bloodline...

He is struggling with the price of blood...begging to share

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