Chariot of Doom

Suddenly, the sky changed dramatically, the wind flashed, and the blood-stained gravel and yellow sand that had not been penetrated by blood were completely rolled into the sky. For a while, it was a hazy pale yellow. Two or three feet away, almost invisible, the soldiers covered their mouths and noses, and went as low as they could, when a hurricane suddenly appeared on the battlefield, and the yellow sand rolled on the ground and merged into the pillars of the sky. His shape on the battlefield changed instantly, and everyone started running for their lives, no longer intending to fight. Running slowly, he began to be swept skyward by the hurricane. A black figure flew into the sky, suddenly everything fell vertically from the sky, and suddenly there was a bleak battlefield.

The young man didn't panic, but he strangled the horse, and suddenly stretched out a huge hand in the sky, sending out black air. The teenager walked straight towards the young man, was startled, turned his head, and rushed up. He was in a hurry when the giant's hand was turned towards him, and the teenager abandoned Ma Yue. The huge hand seized his horse, which was heavy, at once, when it let go again. The horse was crushed into a bloody mass.

"Yinglong, today is the time for you to die." The magical hand raised his palm and pressed it heavily on him. The teenager was shocked, but at this point he wanted to run away, but it was too late. The magic hand was getting closer and closer to him, watching him being crushed into a meat cake. But at this moment, a beam of white light suddenly lit up in front of him. The magic hand was immediately blocked from the white light.

The white light grew brighter, then almost incandescent, and then finally the image could be seen, but when it opened its eyes, it saw the face of Rand's unbalanced face.

The crowd had been waiting for Mori to wake up, the flames were burning, Hanlon's BBQ was being gathered, and no one wanted to eat. Crowds gathered around the fire, watching Mori at all times.

This kind of passage of time seems to be very slow, but everyone is waiting patiently. Unknowingly, two days have passed, and the firewood carried by Han Lun has been completely burned. Although the weather is very good tonight, the sky is very cold. Besides, without the radiation of the flames, waiting here will be harder and harder. However, more than half of my Shuhao's injuries have recovered, but I haven't woken up yet.

He knelt on the ground without moving for two days; his knees were numb, but the strength of his hands was not broken, and his hair and collar were covered with a thick layer of ice, but she did not tremble at all . Like a statue, never moving.

On the eve of this day, I finally woke up, and Jean Valjean finally smiled. She hugged me and sat up, and everyone stood up happily.

"Brother, you finally woke up, let us wait." I, Hu Yue'er, said.

"Yes, brother, you have been asleep for two days." Han Lun and Dao.

I patted my head and asked, "Did I sleep for a long time?" I only remember that the last time I saw you was at night, and then I didn't know anything. I had a very long dream. "

"Wake up," he said with a smile. Now, I was very real before his eyes. This is not a fantasy, but for Rang Teng, this breath is as beautiful as a dream. I smiled and put my arms around him and said, "You must have suffered for me again."