Bulwark of Light

Chapter 262 Secret
In the ward.

With a pale face, he slowly opened his eyes.

A shaking ceiling appeared in front of Song Ci's eyes. He slowed down for a long time, but his vision was still blurred.

Slightly tilting his head, he tried to see his current environment clearly.

Here... seems to be... a ward?
Song Ci tried hard to identify, he saw figures in the ward... more than one.

【"what happened?"】

Thoughts go blank.

He wanted to speak, but he felt a burning pain in his throat, and the blood in his body seemed to be burned dry.

"Brother Song, you're awake."

A calm, peaceful voice sounded beside my ears, like a spring breeze blowing on my face.

Song Ci's distracted eyes slowly moved upwards. This is a very familiar face that he met for the first time... Remember, in the old city, he fought the [Apostle] to the death, did he win?
"The first time you use the token, you mobilize your divine power by a large amount. It's like looking for death... What's more, this token contains the extremely blazing 'sun power'. Now your blood has been burned by 60%. It's not an injury that normal people can survive." Gu Nanfeng was sitting by the window holding the wooden knife, his voice was condensed into a thread, compressed to the extreme by Lan Qie, and transmitted to Song Ci's ear extremely softly.

The ward was still silent.

Gu Nanfeng said softly: "Your retina has also suffered severe burns... It is estimated that it will take three to five days at the earliest before you can see. You don't need to look hard, you can't see anything."

Obviously it was the first time I saw Gu Nanfeng.

But this guy gave himself an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.

Song Ci actually closed his eyes... With his original temperament, once he woke up, he would make a fuss about everything and make a fuss.

The power of token blessing is indeed very strong.

And the injury after the overdraft was indeed serious.

From the day he left the old town and officially started his extraordinary practice, Song Ci realized that... he was a thug with great talent for fighting. He clashed with others in the Sincerity Club, and after the fight, he was injured and just needed to sleep for a while. If you feel it, you will be able to recover as before.As for those minor skin and flesh abrasions, before I went to the hospital, the wounds had already scabbed, which could be peeled off and repaired by themselves.

He once thought that this was a gift from God to him, that with such an unbeatable Xiaoqiang physique, no matter how unsatisfactory his life was, he could live a wonderful life from the bottom of the city.

So he began to become more and more brave.

Just keep rushing forward!

Don't worry about whether you can win or not... Fight first and then talk!
But later Song Ci found out... that's not the case. There is no so-called gift in this world, and his body with a strong self-healing ability has an upper limit. Those injuries that can heal completely are only because they are not serious enough, such as being hit by a purple silver bullet. The broken muscles and bones of the forearm took several months to heal on its own, and left a scar that could not dissipate.

If the bullet had pierced through the heart... even Xiaoqiang who couldn't be killed would have been killed.

This time.

The pain felt all over his body was stronger than being hit by a Ziyin bullet.

Song Ci felt as if he was being roasted on the fire. The bones and blood all over his body were being evaporated by the high temperature every second, and the self-healing power burst out along with the beating of the heart, bit by bit with the burning The scorching blazing sensation resists and consumes. Under the ebb and flow, the speed of body recovery becomes extremely slow... In fact, he is already very content.

It is a miracle to be alive under such an injury.

Song Ci moved his lips slightly.

He wanted to say, "Can I still live?"

I didn't expect Gu Nanfeng to understand.

But the sound of Lanqie's wind rang in his ears.

"Yes, of course." Gu Nanfeng smiled and said, "Not only can you live, but you can also be alive and kicking... It's just that you need a little time."

That's good... Song Ci let out a long breath.

"Recover well during this period of time, and don't toss around, and you will be able to recover as soon as possible... You should feel the power of the token. This is the first time you use it. Your 'undead' body can still bear the consequences of abuse. After that, you can use it Be very careful."

Gu Nanfeng said lightly: "You can replay the battle with those two apostles in your mind... Most of the power of God in the token was squandered by you, and it was not used on the blade."

Song Ci frowned slightly.

The scene of fighting with Tie Wu and Qin Ye...floated in the sea of ​​mind.

indeed.

He has wasted a lot of divine power... perhaps because he mastered the token for the first time, he felt as if he owned an endless sea, and when he used it, he naturally became bold and unscrupulous. In fact, every drop of water in this sea is Need to pay the price after the fact.On the other hand, looking at the two sides of the Tower of Origin, the two apostles were extremely frugal, even if they were fighting to the death with themselves, they would not waste even a single bit of divine power.

"The two...how are they?"

His lips moved again.

"Dead. They are all dead." Gu Nanfeng said, "Tie Wu died on the spot... Qin Ye was detained and committed suicide in fear of crime."

Hear the news.

Song Ci felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

He couldn't see, and didn't open his eyes, but just lay there silently.

Regarding Tie Wu, he didn't have any ideas... He died when he died.

Qin Ye committed suicide in fear of crime?

When he fell over the old city, there was still a sliver of his consciousness, and he vaguely heard Lu Nanjin's angry voice... Before his consciousness dissipated, he wanted to use the token again to kill the lion that killed Lao Lu ten years ago Lane murderer.

After all, it was because of overdraft of divine power that he couldn't recover.

But now... Hearing the news of Qin Ye's death, he didn't feel the pleasure of venting.

It's really cheap for him to die.

"Tie Wu...how did he die? What happened that night?" Song Ci asked the biggest doubt in his heart.

After using tokens.

My memory seemed to be drained.

This feeling... It's like drinking too much Shixingjiu fragments.

"God's presence." Gu Nanfeng said succinctly: "The Dionysian Seat of the Tower of Origin came to Dadu through the body of an apostle, and Mr. Gu Changzhi... also chose to come to God. The Dionysus Seat was defeated, and Tie Wu's body could not carry the divine power of the fire seed. So it exploded."

Mr. Gu Changzhi...

Song Ci's heart was inexplicably excited. He felt a little dreamy. Hearing what Gu Nanfeng said, Mr. Gu Changzhi was really still alive and chose himself as an apostle?

"Actually... that's why I was waiting for you to wake up in the ward."

"I have something to tell you."

Gu Nanfeng opened his mouth slowly, the flowing wind engulfed his voice, with a three-point apology: "This is a secret that we need to keep together..."

Song Ci, who had made up his mind not to look at things at first, subconsciously hummed after listening to it, widened his eyes, and looked at the blurry shadow sitting sideways with a knife in his hand by the window.

"This token is not Mr. Gu Changzhi's token... I asked for it from Guangming City."

"So, you are not the apostle chosen by Mr. Gu Changzhi, but the apostle of the God of Light."

(End of this chapter)