End of ten days

When Qian Wu let go, he and Zhuque fell to the ground in opposite directions like two felled trees.

The high temperature and the smoke from his flesh made it impossible for Qian Wu to breathe. He felt that his throat had completely ulcerated, and even his chest was in great pain.

The few remaining "cats" rushed forward and stretched out their hands to grab Qian Wu.

Qian Wu didn't know who he had grabbed in the chaos. He wanted to copy the other person's body, but he failed after trying several times.

He didn't know what his facial features had become. He only felt that his nostrils, ears and eyes were very cold, and then there was a piercing pain, which made his faith disappear in an instant. He couldn't think of anything in his mind, just wanted to live.

"Fifth Brother!"

The exclamations of the crowd gradually sounded in his ears. It seemed that his hearing had been restored, but every word he heard would make his ears hurt violently.

But think about it carefully... Is Zhuque dead?

Everyone gathered around him, Zhuque should be dead, right?

If Zhuque died, there would be no need for him to live.

"Fifth Brother! It's me!" Song Qi's voice came slowly, "I'm here!"

"Old Seven..."

Qian Wu slowly opened his eyes, but all he could see was blood red. He slowly reached out his hand and caught the direction of Song Qi's voice.

"Fifth Brother..." Song Qi seemed to know what Qian Wu was thinking, and whispered in his ear, "You can't die now!"

"Old Seven... you..."

"We still need you." Song Qi said again.

Qian Wu was stunned for a moment, and had an ominous premonition in his heart, so he could only force himself to activate the "Twin Flowers", and this time it really worked.

In a short time, he felt his throat begin to relax, and the feeling of his five senses was also recovering.

When he finally saw the situation in front of him, the remaining survivors of the "Cat" team were all standing around him and surrounding him.

"Uh..." Qian Wu slowly got up from the ground. Now he was the same size as Song Qi. He reached out and scratched the old burn scars on his chest, and said, "Old Qi, are your scars so itchy?"

"My scars have always been like this, Fifth Brother." Song Qi replied.

"Now... what's the situation?" Qian Wu slowly turned his head and found that Zhuque had fallen on his back.

He was covered with various wounds and looked like he should have died a long time ago. Now all seven orifices were flowing with black liquid, and the scene was particularly terrifying.

Everyone felt that they didn't kill any "divine beast", but just killed a demon.

Yun Shijiu lay next to Zhuque and seemed to have completely lost consciousness.

"We won...?" Qian Wu asked with a little doubt.

Song Qi looked at Qian Wu with a heavy face, and then nodded:

"Yes, we won."

Qian Wu felt that Song Qi's expression was a bit strange, but turned his head to look at the other "cats" and found that everyone seemed relieved.

It seems that Zhuque really can't move. His throat and the eyes in his mouth should have been burned by this attack. Even if he had more thoughts, he would not have expected that someone would put a flare into his mouth to burn himself and then die with him.

"I feel that there are many people helping us." Qian Wu recalled the situation just now and said, "We are not fighting alone."

"Yes." Song Qi also nodded, "There are indeed many people helping us."

"Tsk, damn..." Weekend walked up and kicked Song Qi's thigh, "Where did you go just now? Did you run from the fucking Antarctica?"

"I was delayed on the way." Song Qi smiled awkwardly, "But fortunately it has been solved."

"Tsk! Solve your mother... Tell me what is more important than killing Zhuque?" Weekend kicked again, "What is more important than the lives of brothers?"

"Crazy Growth" Ning Shiba and "Liquidation" Bai Jiu saw this and hurried forward to hold Weekend. She was really angry.

Perhaps she trusted Song Qi more than anyone else from the bottom of her heart. She thought that if Song Qi came earlier, more people might survive.

But now the "Cat" team is already littered with corpses, with only seven or eight people left.

"Sixth sister... calm down..." Bai Jiu said on the side, "Seventh brother must have encountered something very important..."

Song Qi listened to the conversation of several people, but just kept his lips tightly closed and did not explain anything.

Qian Wu frowned slightly, and turned his head to look at Ma Twelve who arrived with Song Qi.

His face was also heavy. According to his understanding of the two, the things encountered on the road might really be more important than the lives of the brothers.

"Forget it." Qian Wu said, "Since Old Seven doesn't want to say, then we don't have to ask."

"Thank you, Fifth Brother..." Song Qi said.

"Go see how Nineteen is doing... Our mission is completed..." Qian Wu said.

Song Qi opened his mouth to say something, but at this time he looked down at the watch on his wrist, as if he still had some concerns, so he could only swallow his words.

Ma Shier saw Song Qi's expression and seemed to have figured something out. He then winked at Liu Eryi, and the two of them walked towards Yun Shijiu who was beside Suzaku.

After all, "Cat" had rich combat experience. As they moved forward, they kept their eyes on Suzaku's direction. After all, no one could be sure that he was really dead.

The two of them came to Yun Shijiu, and Liu Eryi checked Yun Shijiu's breathing and found that he was still alive, so he hurriedly pulled him up, put him on his shoulder, and walked away from Suzaku step by step.

Ma Twelve looked up at Song Qi at this time, his mouth moved slightly, and he seemed to utter two words——

"Goodbye."

Song Qi nodded, and then began to mobilize all his faith.

Who... is it?

Ma Twelve and Liu Ershiyi, one on the left and one on the right, supported Yun Nineteen and walked towards the crowd. It could only be one of the three of them.

Just now it was Suzaku, now it is Yun Nineteen, who will be next?

Suzaku is betting, he is choosing the most suitable "echo".

Song Qi knows that he has few chances, but the hope of killing Suzaku can only bet on this attack.

The next second, Ma Twelve's eyes suddenly lost focus, and then put on a hideous smile.

He opened his mouth slightly, and a gloomy look came from the depths of his throat.

"What a pity..." Song Qi frowned slowly, "Just as planned."

Before everyone could react to what was going on, Ma Twelve immediately released the superb "Movement". He waved his hands, and Yun Nineteen and Liu Ershiyi next to him floated up, and then hit the crowd like bullets.

Song Qi and Qian Wu stood side by side, letting their two teammates fly past them and hit the people behind them. The sound of broken bones and screams rang out everywhere, but neither of them looked back.

No one could stop an attack of this speed. Even if it flew towards them, they could only wait for death.

Fortunately, Zhuque likes to treat himself as a cat and always plays with mice. He will not kill the leader first, which will become his fatal flaw.

"Old Seven." Qian Wu murmured, "Did you go to solve this matter just now?"

"Almost." Song Qi nodded.