The Last Apocalypse

After walking for more than half an hour, Luo Hao turned his head to ask Ye Qing if he needed to rest for a while, but found that Ye Qing had already been left tens of meters away by him.

At this time, Ye Qing was leaning against an ancient tree and stopped. He bent his waist and lowered his head, his body trembled involuntarily, and his throat let out extremely suppressed panting.

Seeing that Ye Qing's situation was not right, Luo Hao immediately turned back, but when he was about to approach, Ye Qing raised his head with difficulty, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was pale and ugly, he forced the corners of his mouth and said weakly: "I It's okay, don't come here."

Luo Hao didn't stop, but took even bigger steps: "What's wrong?"

Ye Qing trembled and wanted to retreat, but there was a huge tree behind him, and there was nowhere to go if he wanted to retreat. Seeing Luo Hao approaching, he gritted his teeth and tightly held his right wrist with his left hand, "If you don't want to die, go quickly!"

Luo Hao frowned, staring at Ye Qing's wrist with burning eyes, the knuckles of his slender fingers turned white due to the force, the wrist was twisted and deformed, and black blood was oozing out from between the fingers.

The black blood was extremely strange, after seeping through the fingers, they didn't fall down, but condensed into black blood beads that slowly rose up.

Ye Qing lowered his head and looked at the strange blood beads with a little excitement on his face.

The clenched teeth still couldn't stop the rough air coming out, it was extremely suppressed pain, felt that Luo Hao had come to the side, he squatted down suddenly and slapped his palm in the mud, roaring: " Apocalypse!"

An invisible ripple spread out quickly around him, Luo Hao was pushed out violently, but when he rushed back, he was blocked by an invisible force one meter away from Ye Qing.

Luo Hao said in a cold tone, "Let me in."

Ye Qing was unable to respond anymore, his headache was about to split, and his whole body was icy cold. The blood in his veins seemed to freeze into ice. When the blood flowed through, it was like pieces of ice knives slicing through his body.

The air that came out of the mouth was like mist and frost, and a thick layer of frost was applied to the lips, and the thin lips were already numb from the cold.

The pain, the pain was so painful that he couldn't say a word anymore, the pain made him curl up on the ground and tremble all over, and the suppressed roar in his throat made his scalp numb.

The fingers binding the wound on the wrist were already numb from the cold, and without the restraint on the wrist, the speed of the black blood gushing out became even faster.

Luo Hao looked at the black blood beads with a stern expression. After they lifted off and shot towards the dense forest like a bamboo, his face became very ugly. If the blood was allowed to flow like this, Ye Qing would undoubtedly die.

Drawing his gun, aiming at the invisible barrier, Luo Hao fired a shot with a blank expression.The bullet that came out of the chamber hit the invisible barrier, and the bullet rotated at high speed and rubbed against the barrier, making a piercing scream.

After landing with insufficient stamina, it returned to its original shape.

Luo Hao silently fired one shot at a time without stopping, and when the bullets ran out, he quickly reloaded and fired again.

Finally hearing the sound of 'click', Luo Hao retracted his gun, raised his foot and kicked in the air violently, as if glass was shattered, and the barrier in front of him finally disappeared.

"do not."

The hoarse and deep voice made people feel distressed. Ye Qing felt cold all over his body, blood vessels emerged on the surface of his body, and the naked eye could clearly see that black blood was flowing through at an extremely slow speed.

Luo Hao knelt down and wanted to help Ye Qing up, but Ye Qing trembled and said in pain, "Blood is poisonous."

The tentacles were icy cold, Luo Hao immediately hooked the mountaineering bag with his toes, took out the canvas inside and wrapped Ye Qing tightly, "Is it better?"

"It's useless."

Without hesitation, Luo Hao embraced Ye Qing into his arms, as if he had embraced a piece of ice that had been frozen for thousands of years. Luo Hao's lips were soon turned purple from the cold.

"pitaya."

The dragon fruit flew out, it twisted its waist, and its body gradually expanded to ten times its size.

"My God, what's wrong with this kid? Why is there such a strong dead air? If this continues, he will definitely die."

"save him."

Pitaya shook his head helplessly, "I am fire, not vitality. His body is not cold but dead. I have never seen anyone with such a strong dead air. He is not dead yet. It's a miracle."

"Come here."

Only then did Pitaya see that Luo Hao's face was turning purple from the cold, and it quickly flew to Luo Hao's shoulder, "You'd better leave quickly, if this continues, he will not be the only one who will die. "

Luo Hao did not leave, he asked: "How can I save you?"

"Wine, in the bag."

Ye Qing's consciousness became a little clearer, and he continued: "Don't touch blood, it's poisonous and you will die."

Luo Hao took out a bottle of spirits from Ye Qing's bag, Ye Qing stretched out his right hand with difficulty, gritted his teeth and said, "Pour."

"You endure."

When the wine was poured on the wound, Ye Qing couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, but after pouring the strong wine, it really got better, and the blood was blocked by the wine as soon as it came out.

Because Ye Qing repeatedly reminded that blood is poisonous, Luo Hao had no choice but to pour some wine on his wrist to wash it. When the blood beads were no longer visible, he took out the gauze and soaked it with strong wine.

After bandaging Ye Qing's wound, Luo Hao asked, "Is it better?"

"Thank you."

Ye Qing nestled in Luo Hao's arms weakly, although the blood stopped flowing, the blood in his body still felt like a knife cut when it flowed through.

Seeing Ye Qing's weak and painful appearance, Luo Hao thought for a while and said, "I'll take you back."

"Do not."

Ye Qing took two deep breaths, held Luo Hao's hand and opened his lips tremblingly, "Fall."

After three sips of strong wine, his lips and throat that were numb from the cold finally recovered a bit, and after waiting for 3 minutes, Ye Qing's pale face also eased a little, "No, I have to go, there is a yin bead in front of me that is about to condense , and judging by the energy it radiates, it should mature in another hour."

Pitaya jumped up excitedly, its eyes widened and it asked in horror: "Yin beads? You said there are Yin beads in that pit?"

Ye Qing nodded, looking straight ahead, as if he saw a huge pit through the dense forest: "That's right, there is definitely a yin bead."

"My God, wouldn't there be a Pixiu born?"

"So I have to go, Pixiu blood, I am determined to get it!"

Ye Qing took another two sips of wine, and then he explained to Luo Hao: "Yin beads are formed by condensing Yin Qi, but it is very difficult to condense Yin beads, the required conditions are very strict, and both are indispensable. The yin bead itself is of no use to us, what we need is to wait for the moment when it condenses, it is rumored that the holy beast Pixiu always likes to eat the yin bead, and whenever the yin bead is formed, there must be a Pixiu."

"Is there really a Pixiu?"

Pitaya nodded, and said very firmly: "Yes, Pixiu is extremely ferocious and can devour everything."

"Dragon Fruit is right. The No.11 Apocalypse Master also encountered Pixiu."

Ye Qing paused, "Pixiu's blood is good for me, I must go there."

Luo Hao lowered his head and frowned, "It's useless for you to go through like this."

"No, I was affected by the yin bead. The yin bead gathers yin, and the blood in my body is attracted by it. When the yin bead condenses, I will recover and have the strength to fight .”

"Don't force it."

Ye Qing smiled bitterly. In order to find this brave man, he traveled all over the country with his grandfather but couldn't find it. He didn't expect to meet him here today. How could he miss it?

"Can you walk over like this?"

Ye Qing nodded resolutely, "I can, I can, even if I climb, I have to climb over it. I have been looking for this Pixiu since I was born. I can't miss it, absolutely not!"

Ye Qing swallowed a sentence and didn't say it out. He didn't want to die. In order to survive, he traveled with his grandfather since he was a child.

Cut your wrists?From the beginning when he had to cut his wrists every year to release some dead energy, now he has to cut his wrists once a week. It may be very painful for others, but it has become a habit for him.

When a pain becomes a habit, no matter how painful it is, it will be numb.

Ye Qing felt the arms around him gradually loosen, he raised his head and glanced at Luo Hao, Luo Hao moved him to sit under the tree with no expression on his face.

Ye Qing thought that Luo Hao wanted to go alone, he struggled to stand up, but Luo Hao said coldly: "Don't move around."

Luo Hao neatly put the two hiking bags together, and he emptied out all the contents of his hiking bag, only took the dagger and a few boxes of bullets and packed them with him.

He carried Ye Qing's mountaineering bag on his back, squatted in front of Ye Qing, and said, "Come up."

"Where?"

"On the back."

"it's not good……"

Luo Hao glanced back at Ye Qing, grabbed Ye Qing's hand and pulled him onto his back, "Grab it well, don't move around."

Ye Qing looked a little embarrassed, not because of shyness, but because of embarrassment, what kind of thing is it for an old man to be carried by another old man like this?

"Remember to drink."

"Ah."

"Just say it when it hurts."

"Ah."

"Don't fall asleep."

"Ah."

"do not……"

Ye Qing hit Luo Hao hard on the back of the head with his forehead, gritted his teeth and said, "You old man, why are you so talkative."

Luo Hao snorted and stopped talking, he walked forward silently with Ye Qing on his back.

After another half an hour, Ye Qing felt that Luo Hao's physical strength was good and at the same time he had to endure more and more pain. The closer he was to the Yinzhu, the stronger the attraction.

Ye Qing took a few sips of strong wine, "Actually, we can talk."

"You can roar out if it hurts, don't press it down."

Ye Qing slammed his forehead again, and said angrily, "Stop talking!"

"It's you……"

"What's wrong with me? I let you talk, I didn't let you talk."

"..."

"Why don't you introduce yourself?"

Luo Hao paused, "Luo Hao, 26 years old, special police officer."

"End?"

"Ah."

Ye Qing resisted and didn't hit it again, "Can you have more?"

"No, don't talk too much."