Help, I've become a paper man

Yan Changyue's body paused slightly. He was injured, and the use of his mental power was not only accompanied by pain, but the amount he could use was also less than usual.

Therefore, even though his eyesight was not good and he could not see the monster or the longbow, he did not dare to waste his energy recklessly while being on the battlefield.

I can only rely on hearing, and part of my sense of touch, to identify the arrow's position from the familiar scent of the passing wind.

It’s also Song Yi’s fault.

When facing him, this kid had a kind of blind trust. His two hands were busy with their own things, and in the midst of his busy schedule, he used his mental power to pull an arrow for him from the space.

Yan Changyue sighed, got rid of the current predicament, raised his hand, and held the arrow firmly.

The next moment, he had already pulled the bow skillfully, injected subtle mental power into it, and then quickly let go.

The arrow flew out of the bow, bringing with it a gust of strong wind, and headed straight for the area ahead.

Not only did he deal with the monster in front of him, but he also took away all the others on the path in one wave.

The speed of action and the decisiveness of attack made Song Yi's "eh" become the accompaniment.

As for what Song Yi said later, "So fast! I was just about to show you the direction", it made Yan Changyue laugh even more.

He was quite helpless, and said "Thank you then", then patted Song Yi on the waist twice, signaling him to step back.

In fact, if Song Yi really spoke, it would be considered a disturbance to him, and this was just right.

But Yan Changyue didn't need to say more about this matter. After Song Yi moved away, he continued:

"You go and help. In my current state, if I were in the past, who knows who would help whom."

He spoke lightly, the smile from earlier still showing in his words, and because his voice was not loud, it added a touch of gentleness.

If Song Yi hadn't seen this man's arrow fired with such power a few seconds ago, it would have cleared a path...

Song Yi really believed it. This gentle and weak

But even so, Song Yi still felt a sharp pain in his heart.

The more relaxed, skilled, and accustomed Yan Changyue became, the more...

Song Yi cooperated with his teammates in silence to change the formation. Before leaving, he finally couldn't help but asked:

"Yan Changyue, if Purgatory disappears and the world returns to normal, what kind of life do you want?"

He spoke very quickly, and there was not much time left for him. The monsters' attacks became more fierce, and the formation loading rate exceeded 60%. Victory was just around the corner.

Yan Changyue smiled and said, "Let's deal with the present first. Sorry for bothering you."

The tail tone of this sentence brushed past Song Yi's ears as they passed each other, gently sweeping away the depression in his heart.

There were not many words, but it was enough. At this moment, Song Yi was determined in his mind.

He didn't want tragedy or pain, and looked forward to living with Yan Changyue in a peaceful world after victory.

After seeing the vision, he returned here, faced the brutality of the battle, witnessed the death of his companions, and still ate the bread taken out from Noah's Ark.

After Song Yi started moving, everyone cooperated tacitly and made some space for him to move forward.

After adapting to the narrow area and taking small steps, Song Yi's pace became faster and faster, and he was almost running.

He arrived in front of the formation, but it was still a little late. Judging from Xiaoque's position, he was also in the outer circle.

The outer circle is the outer circle.

Song Yi adapted well and entered the battle immediately, cooperating with his teammates without any discomfort.

Everyone present was also an old acquaintance. This was not the first time they had worked together and they knew Song Yi's nature well.

Compared to being protected, he is actually more suitable for the front. He has all the skills he learned from different people after three waves of training.

In addition, the talent he chose allows him to attack from a distance and clear the front in advance to relieve the pressure later.

As for his own combat capability, he is not afraid of melee attacks. If things really don't work, he can quickly transform into a beast and use his strong fur to avoid danger in an emergency.

Even during the battle, he frequently changed weapons and chose the more suitable ones to block the monsters in front of him.

If there are too many monsters and the crowd is too dense, the current situation is not suitable for Xiao Ma to appear. Song Yi also wants to drag out Heitan to suffer together.

His active thoughts lasted only two seconds before they ended, not because of the monster, but because of the little bird.

Behind everyone, the girl did not move. She still stood there, using her body to support a collapsed structure, but her figure became even smaller.

Even if no one said anything, everyone had a premonition that if it continued for a while longer, Xiao Que would not be able to hold on.

But at this moment, someone suddenly asked: "What are you doing?"

There was a tone of disbelief in his rising voice, but he asked twice in a trembling voice, which made it even more difficult to accept.

Song Yi also knew that Xiao Que was really cruel to him. Not only did she dare to risk her life, but she also made the suffering even worse in the midst of danger.

The battle was so busy that the words were mixed together, and whoever had time would just say something hurriedly, so it couldn't even be a quarrel.

In this situation, Xiao Que remained silent, neither refutating nor explaining.

Only her breathing became clearer and clearer, making everyone in a trance realize that they had an illusion that there was a smell of blood in the air that was slowly spreading.

But Stardust's body is essentially an energy body.

This situation would not happen, but amidst everyone's chatter, Song Yi managed to make it happen.

Even in the casual world of Dust, what Xiao Que is doing now is intolerable.

She was hurting herself, because she was above the formation, which gave her a perfect opportunity to use her position to input her own strength and Stardust's "flesh and blood" into it.

Some people wanted to stop it, but in the fight, no one had time to take action, so they could only rely on words to try to calm Xiao Que.

"We can win, we're already at 67%, we're here to help you, we can switch hands!"

But Xiao Que said, "I...can't live anymore. Let me, let me help, so that hope can come faster."

Her voice was short and she spoke with difficulty. It didn't sound like an explanation, but more like a description.

From inside, Song Yi felt the darkness before the dawn.

Since words can't solve the problem, we have to take action.

The formation changed again, the defensive circle shrank, and Song Yi got a chance to help immediately, ready to assist the opponent and carry the sky.

But just as he took a step back, before he could reach out his hand, Xiao Que's voice rang out, saying slowly:

"Go away, I don't need to help them!"

Her voice was hoarse and dry, not as crisp as usual, but with a hint of fatigue and reluctance.

Song Yi paused, and one could hear that his seemingly resolute words were trembling.

Maybe Xiaoque's situation is even more difficult than they imagined.