Apocalypse Arrival

Yan Xue and the others took a lot of effort to fish out a dark person from the bottom of the pit. His back was severely burned and even partially charred.

"Xiaoye." Gao Yan hurriedly stepped forward, casting a power to heal Ye Peitian.

Ye Peitian frowned tightly and said nothing.

"What should I do if I get so badly injured?"

"Don't touch the wound, take him back to the base first."

Xu Xiangyang and Zhong Hongfei, who didn't understand Ye Peitian's abilities, were very nervous. In contrast, Gao Yan, Yan Xue, and Tu Yibai were relatively calm.

"He can't go anywhere, give him to me obediently and spare your life." A sweet female voice sounded.

A young woman with a gorgeous face and a sweet smile suddenly appeared in front of everyone. She bent down slightly and looked down at Ye Peitian in front of her. A pair of white feather wings were unfolding behind her.

"I finally found you. I told you that you will never escape from the palm of my hand." She tilted her head slightly, smiled softly, and reached out to Ye Peitian with lightning speed.

"You, are you Fu Yingyu?" Gao Yan recognized the person.

This person was the member of the Holy Angel cult at the Goose City base, and it was she who used the means to brutally imprison Ye Peitian in the laboratory to torture in every possible way.

Gao Yan reacted quickly and pulled Ye Peitian back, almost avoiding Fu Yingyu's arm.

At almost the same time, Yan Xue had fired several shots at the enemy.

A man and a woman stood behind Fu Yingyu. The man opened his palm and formed a white-gold power grid in front of him. The arc of electricity on the power grid flickered, firmly blocking the bullets shot by Yan Xue.

Several bullets kept spinning in the network cable, making piercing and sharp sounds, but they could not break through.

Yan Xue's gun body moved, and the slender gun body turned into a dozen barrels of different thicknesses. A dozen bullets of different specifications were fired from each muzzle at the same time, revolving and attacking the enemy forward from different angles.

Fu Yingyu snorted coldly, "I can't help myself."

The wings behind her flashed with silver metal light, and the thin metal blades scattered into the air, shooting down every bullet accurately.

The short-haired woman behind her waved the leather whip wrapped in her hand. The black leather whip was thrown on the ground, and the front end turned into three spirit snakes, walking quickly against the ground, extending forward indefinitely, all the way to Ye Peitian.

The black snake's skin, which came from violently breaking through the soil, suddenly fell limp in the middle of the road and crawled slowly on the ground softly.

Take a closer look, the black scales with barbs are constantly dissolving.

Xu Xiangyang stared closely at the scales of the black snake, his heart was extremely nervous, he only knew that he would go all out to dissolve the enemy's weapons with his abilities, and he didn't dare to think much about it.

He was horrified to find that in the battle against the high-level saints, his abilities were beginning to dry up extremely quickly. He gritted his teeth and insisted desperately, not allowing the three black snake whips to climb onto Ye Peitian's scarred body.

Chu Qianxun, who was some distance away from here, just shot down the fleeing monster in the sky. She stepped on the remains of the monster and knocked out the monster.

Suddenly there was a slight pain in her mind, and a voice rang directly in her mind.

"Sister Chihiro! Come back soon!"

It was the voice of Tu Yibai, who was at a critical juncture, breaking through the power, and directly transmitted the warning sound to her mind.

Chu Qianxun turned around and looked around, his body turned into an afterimage, and rushed back for help.

At this moment, Fu Yingyu's gentle smile disappeared. She stared at Ye Peitian, who was lying motionless on the ground.

Before her eyes, the familiar laboratory appeared. The man was fixed on the pale operating table motionlessly. His limbs were tightly bound, and his eyes, nose and mouth were covered with gauze, regardless of what he did to him. He couldn't resist anything excessive.

Fu Yingyu walked to him and saw the gauze on the person's eyes seeping moist water marks from the inside, and her twisted heart felt a bloodthirsty pleasure.

Suddenly the face of the man on the operating table changed, and it became the face of her dead boyfriend Yan Xiu.

Yan Xiu's face was pale, and a hole was opened in his temple, and red blood was flowing outward.

Fu Yingyu tilted her head, stretched out her white palm, and gently touched Yan Xiu's face.

Yan Xiu opened his eyes suddenly and smiled at her with a split mouth.

"Dead woman, I miss you so much," he said.

"So you are not dead." Fu Yingyu felt very happy in her heart.

"Of course I am not dead. I still want to be with you. Didn't we say we will be together forever?" Yan Xiu sat up and opened his hands to her.

Fu Yingyu smiled and walked into his arms, and at the moment when their fingertips were about to touch each other, Fu Yingyu's expression suddenly cooled.

She took a step back suddenly and shook her head.

"What's the matter, Yingyu, come...come...ah." Yan Xiu's face gradually distorted, and the whole world began to collapse.

In front of Fu Yingyu's eyes was still Ye Peitian, who was completely dark and lying on the ground.

There is a man next to Ye Peitian, who is staring at her with golden markings in his eyes.

Fu Yingyu was furious. This spiritual saint used supernatural powers very skillfully. If it weren't for his rank is too low, she would really fall into the illusion he created.

"The ants who live and die! I will let you know what regret is!" Fu Yingyu spread out her wings, countless feather blades flashed with cold light, Liu Ying generally shook down from her wings and rushed towards Zhong Hongfei and the others.

An arm scorched by the flames was raised slightly, and yellow sand gathered in the sky, and countless fine sand particles condensed into a sand wall, blocking the silver blade that flew.

The dense silver blades hit the sand wall one after another. Ye Peitian's arms trembled slightly, and the thin sand wall couldn't help but collapse and recondensed. Every time, the blade was blocked dangerously and dangerously.

"You dare to resist me? Have you forgotten how pitiful you were in my hands?" Fu Yingyu's face was blushing strangely, "Give it up, behave and catch me, otherwise all the people behind you will die. "

The yellow sand swirling in the air became thicker and thicker.

Ye Peitian stretched out his hand to support the ground and slowly stood up. On his pitch-black face, the charred black crust began to fall.

"Not only do I dare to resist, I will kill you!"

The yellow sand gathered into a stream, binding Fu Yingyu's neck. Fu Yingyu’s beautiful face was distorted, and dense silver blades continued to fly out of her wings, shooting frantically at Ye Peitian.

A blade broke through the sand wall and plunged into Ye Peitian's body.

One knife after another broke through the sand wall, and one knife after another stabbed the man's body, his body gushing like a fountain of blood.

But he didn't move at all, only grabbing the palms of the five fingers held in front of him. The thin stream of sand tightened Fu Yingyu's neck.

Fu Yingyu's face was bloodshot, her eyeballs protruding, her body was lifted by the yellow sand, and the rainstorm-like silver blade finally stopped.

"Stop, let go of Yingyu! Otherwise, I will kill them!" The short-haired woman shouted.

Xu Xiangyang, who was still on the first order, was exhausted and completely defeated. The short-haired woman's black snake whip broke through the battlefield and bound Xu Xiangyang, Gao Yan and Zhong Hongfei, and dragged them all the way. To her feet.

Yan Xue eagerly wanted to rescue her companions, but the man behind Fu Yingyu formed several platinum grids and sealed her bullets on all sides. Although she was extremely anxious, she was unable to lend a helping hand to her companions.

I could only watch as the short-haired woman seized the three of them, stepped on Zhong Hongfei among them with one foot, drew out his saber, and pressed it against his neck.

The yellow sand in the air dispersed, Ye Peitian lowered his hand and stared at Fu Yingyu, his arm trembling, blood flowed down his palm, dripping to the ground in a line.

Fu Yingyu clutched her neck and panted desperately for a while, haha ​​laughed, she drew a knife forward, and framed Ye Peitian's neck: "Look at you, isn't it the same as before? It's weak and pitiful. A good old man can only fall to the point of being slaughtered."

"No, the really poor person is you. I am different from before." Ye Peitian said calmly, "I no longer fear people like you. Even if you catch me for a while, what can you do with me? I will never die, and one day I will ruin your dirty laboratory."

Fu Yingyu's face was twisted, and she waved the sharp machete in her hand: "I chopped off your hands and legs, see if you have any chance to escape?"

A black blade of light flashed in the air silently.

Fu Yingyu saw a broken bowl holding a machete falling from front of her eyes. The palm of her hand still holding the knife handle was white and delicate, painted with pink nail polish, and seemed very familiar.

Then she felt a sharp pain in her wrist. She held the empty arm, broke the forearm of her palm, and screamed in surprise.

Chu Qianxun cut off Fu Yingyu's wrist with a knife, and at the same time flew a leg to kick the short-haired woman holding a snake whip. The red blade in her hand came out of her hand, and it penetrated the woman's heart accurately and nailed her to the ground.

The short-haired woman looked at the blood-red blade constantly swaying in front of her chest in disbelief, and the black snake whip fell off the three of Xu Xiangyang, entangled Chu Qianxun's legs.

Taking this opportunity, Fu Yingyu grabbed the man next to her with one hand, spread her wings and flew towards the sky.

"Yan Xue! Shoot it down!" Chu Qianxun shouted.

An angry Yan Xue poured out her most quantitative bullets, and dozens of bullets whizzed and chased high in the sky.

A spherical power grid spread out in the air to cover the two Fu Yingyu who fled in a hurry. Bullets hit the platinum grid, and the spherical grid burst out with dazzling sparks.

In the end, the white golden orb rose higher and higher, and gradually disappeared into the distance.

Chu Qianxun swung a knife to cut off the black snake whip that was entangled with him. The woman who controlled the snake whip was dead. Chu Qianxun watched the white gold **** getting smaller and smaller in the distance, knowing that he could not catch up, gritted his teeth Secret hate, can only turn around and ask about everyone's injuries.

"We have nothing to do, look at Xiaoye quickly," Xu Xiangyang said.

"Pei Tian?" Chu Qianxun stretched out his hand to help Ye Peitian, who was standing motionless.

As soon as his fingertips touched his arm, Ye Peitian's body softened and fell on her arm.

Chu Qianxun caught him. The man who fell in her arms was pale, his skin was cold and cold, his body was covered with countless sharp blades, and the hot blood flowed into Chu Qianxun's hand. He closed his eyes tightly and lowered his head, no longer breathing.

***

When Ye Peitian woke up, he found that he had returned to the villa on Ludao, lying on the bed in his room.

It was late, there was no light in the house, and a crescent moon was hanging in the night sky outside the window.

There was a man sitting on the window sill, who was covered in moonlight, looking at him quietly.

"Wake up?" The man jumped off the window sill, walked to his bed step by step, stretched out his hand in the moonlight, and gently touched his cheek.

"Does it hurt?"

Hearing Chu Qianxun's voice, Genius Ye Pei recovered from the illusion of life and death.

"No, it's okay. I've already..." He held up his hand and wanted to sit up.

A soft finger clicked on his collarbone, forcing him to lie down again with irresistible force.

He saw that familiar face kept lowering, and finally stayed in front of his eyes, and the slight breath followed the man's words, gently scraping on his skin.

Ye Peitian's breathing gradually began to rush.

The man's eyes looked exceptionally clear in the dark, and the amber eyes were hidden under the slender eyelashes, shaking back and forth, looking at himself carefully.

"Thousand, Qianxun." Ye Peitian felt flustered.

"When I saw you stop breathing, I suddenly felt regretful." Chu Qianxun pressed his fingers against his lips and looked at him seriously, "I want you, just now."

She leaned down and kissed him gently: "If you don't want to, it's too late to refuse now."

Ye Peitian raised his hands and held the face of his heart. He didn't know where his sanity was. He just wanted to return the kiss madly.

His hand was gently pulled down and pressed against the top of his head in a staggered manner, and a hot palm restrained his wrists.

"You can't mess around, just leave everything to me."

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