Ode to Longevity

If she doesn't want a way to escape, she will probably have to be like Mu Cangyun in the future, equal to a half-crippled person.

"Sinners always forget their own sins. Your own sins will be repaid by you." The cold voice seemed to drive the person in front of him into the eighteenth floor of hell.

In the dark space, an inexplicable ray of light appeared. A man wearing an army green special combat uniform stood under the ray of light. His heart was pierced by a bullet, and he could still see the beating heart and the exposed large intestine. . The blood stained his body red, and he held the Chinese herbal medicine stained red by the blood in his hand, mechanically looking at the person on the opposite side.

As if struck by lightning, Feng Qingge's brain was completely blank at that moment. Those black pupils suddenly tightened, her heart trembled fiercely, the familiar cheeks, the familiar figure, and the medicinal herb she personally gave him, he is...

"Hongzhe." She gathered up her courage and shouted these two words, but it drained all her strength. The entwined vines suddenly disappeared, and even the icy rock behind her disappeared. Her shaky body almost fell to the ground, and she was staggering like a helpless child, sitting on the cold ground.

The snow was flying all over the sky, and their blood was everywhere in the snow and ice. The lying corpses were all her former comrades in arms. Looking at the person standing in front of her, she spoke subconsciously, but she felt that her body was extremely heavy, and she lowered her head. In an instant, that scene reappeared in front of his eyes, and it became clearer and clearer.

"Qingge, Qingge..." The urgent voice resounded, he lay quietly on her lap, the blood in his mouth continued to overflow, his strong body became weak, and he stretched out his big hand twitching , pulled her military uniform tightly, "Don't...don't go back, will, will die...don't...believe...any...any...people!"

Tears in her eyes suddenly fell, and Feng Qingge only felt that her heart was cut by a knife. She quickly held the big hand, and subconsciously took out the herbs she brought out and chewed it in her mouth. Her voice was trembling, Holding his gradually cold hand, "No, Hongzhe, you won't die. I'm good at medicine. I know how to pierce blood with silver needles in traditional Chinese medicine and anatomical needles in Western medicine. Where is the bullet, did you touch it? Heart, I can save, can save you..."

"It's useless. The bullet is loaded with our newly researched HM-37 poison. Once hit, the toxin will automatically enter the bloodstream and invade the heart. Traditional Chinese medicine can't save me. Qingge, promise me... Live well. , don't believe, don't believe that person..." Holding the last Chinese herbal medicine tightly, he smiled lightly, using his last strength, clasped her little hand.

The black eyes tightened, and at that moment, the world was spinning, and no sound could be heard again. In the snow, already covered with his blood, she just sat beside him and looked at his final face. Chinese medicine can't save him, it can't save him...

The disgusting smell of traditional Chinese medicine filled her mouth and she couldn't swallow it. She just watched as the person she valued most died in her arms. The bullet that pierced his abdomen was handed to Locke by her, and the bullet that pierced his heart was the HM-37 poison she developed.

Looking at the pair of blood-stained hands, the flowing blood seemed to be alive, wrapping around her hands. No matter how many times the hands were washed in the snow, the blood could be seen. Chinese medicine can't save him, can't save Hongzhe...

Fortunately, she is still the logistics medical staff of the entire army, why can't even save their lives, and can only watch them die in front of her eyes.

"Hongzhe..." Tears in his eyes fell on his cheeks, and Feng Qingge couldn't feel the slightest warmth. This was her fault. The momentary soft heart caused the entire army to die. If it wasn't for her, they, former comrades-in-arms, would never have become like this.

It's her fault, her, her damn, damn...

Countless vines spread from under her feet, quickly wrapping her in it, but now she is blind, she has long lost the heart of resistance, letting the blood-sucking vines devour her body, she doesn't care.

"Sing Ge, Ge Ge..." The tender voice called out on the blood-sucking vine, trying to pull back the mind of the person in front of her, but unfortunately its voice could not reach her heart at all.

The long knife in front leaned against the edge of the stone, exuding a glamorous bloodthirsty air, the light of thunder and lightning flashed on its knife, and it was extremely cold-blooded. Even if the person on the opposite side is its original owner, the one who is connected to it by flesh and blood, as long as he can't pass this level, he still can't make it surrender!

Unable to breathe, the brain was severely deprived of oxygen, and the humming sound continued.

Maybe in this way, we can see Hongzhe in his arms.

"Om!" The next shudder, the long black needle was like lightning, breaking all the blood-sucking vines, and slammed into the blood on the back of Feng Qingge's neck.

"Firestick boss, you're finally out!" The little chubby pier hanging above landed on the ground with a "bump", his round body was planted in the soil, and he didn't pull out his little head for a long time.

The transparent figure stepped out of the long black needle. If he hadn't sensed Feng Qingge's disappearing breath, he wouldn't have forced his way out. The black eyes swept like lightning and landed on the weeds ahead. The icy Xuanji knife leaned against the rock, releasing bursts of cold air.

"A mere piece of scrap metal, dare to cause trouble in front of me!" One step forward, the ghostly figure had reached the front, reaching out and grabbing the Xuanji knife.

The power of thunder and lightning suddenly exploded, touching the lightning molecules, the face of the fire stick changed greatly, and he let go of his hand suddenly, and his consciousness was a little loose. The secret is not good. He stared at this ordinary weapon. Could it be that he would misunderstand, this thing can still hurt people?

"Shaking light knife..." A low sigh, like a speechless word, echoed in the abyss.

The Xuanji knife leaning on the rock trembled violently, and with a "whoosh", it landed steadily beside Feng Qingge, and actually took the initiative to tie it around her waist and folded it with the Tianxuan knife.

These two knives...

"Little Fatty, get out of here immediately." The black eyes swept across the dark abyss, the fire stick quickly stepped forward, and the transparent hands slammed toward the front, trying to grab the figure.

Under the thunder and lightning, the figure sitting quietly on the stone pier, without joy, anger, sorrow, or joy, seems to have lost all the consciousness, sitting indifferently. It was as if everything in the world had nothing to do with her anymore, and the thunder and lightning around her body formed a protective shield around her, forbidding anyone to approach.

"Leave here first!" The increasingly heavy fog made the burning stick feel uneasy, he quickly picked up Feng Qingge's body and rushed out.

The dense mist, inhaled into the lungs, is like poisoning. His face was ashen, and the secret was even worse. The moment he sent Feng Qingge out, it quickly turned into a flash of lightning and entered Feng Qingge's dantian.