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After Lu Zhen finished speaking, Tang Xiu didn't speak for a long time. He lowered his head and waited in frustration and stopped talking.
"Then I'll wake up these two guys now. I need to re-budget some things."
Tang Xiu pulled himself out of his thoughts. After Zi Gu said these words, he slowly took two steps forward and came to the bedside of Wuli Gunslinger and Bajuluo.
After Tang Xiu stopped, his eyes flickered with purple meaning, and he cast his gaze on the face of the gun god in the fog and gradually activated his energy in his heart.
The more than 300 spiritual veins in Tang Xiu's body were opened instantly when Tang Xiu activated his Dantian Yuanli. The moment Tang Xiu Yuan Li possessed him, an unknown wind suddenly swept across the ward with closed doors and windows.
Tang Xiu was bathed in this whirlwind, and his clothes and trouser legs were swollen, making some hunting sounds from time to time.
Qian Bing and Lian Qingyun watched the scene in front of them calmly, but Lu Zhen, who knew nothing about Tang Xiu, opened his eyes wide.
He could see that the evil wind that suddenly swept through the ward came from Tang Xiu's body. Although he had seen Tang Xiu's move to defeat him, it was just one move. Lu Zhen didn't see much of Tang Xiu's move. With his movements, he can now summon the demonic wind, which seems to have transcended the limitations of martial arts and is something he has never imagined.
Tang Xiu never thought that the air flow state he inadvertently revealed when he was possessed by Yuan Li could scare Lu Zhen like this. If the black lotus flames were released, the hospital would be burned to ashes without scaring him on the spot. die.
With an indifferent look on his face, the preliminary preparations for possessing Yuanli disappeared in a flash, and then Tang Xiu slowly raised his palm, made a fist, and stretched out an index finger to lightly touch the forehead of the gun god in the fog.
The moment he touched the eyebrows of the Misty Gunslinger, the strong wind in the room suddenly dispersed, and Tang Xiu's rustling clothes were no longer bulky and returned to their normal shape, as if everything that just happened did not exist and was all a fantasy.
Tang Xiu¡¯s fingers landed on the eyebrows of the Misty Spear God. The vegetative body of the Misty Spear God trembled slightly. Tang Xiu slowly closed his eyes with an incomprehensible smile on his lips.
"Devil, I want to kill you all!"
A desolate place, where the surrounding fields are red, the rivers are slowly flowing with thick lava, and on a dilapidated stone bridge, a bearded man is naked to the upper body, holding two short guns in his hands. He roared while shooting at the strange creatures crawling out of the river lava.
The sound of gunfire was endless, but the short gun in the big man's hand kept ringing, but it was still unable to hurt any of the demonic monsters that crawled out of the magma and walked towards him step by step.
Gradually, there were more and more monsters, and the big man was blocked by the densely packed monsters on the bridge. He had no choice but to shoot and roar, unless he jumped from the stone bridge and jumped into the magma to incarnate and fight with these ugly monsters. A demonic existence.
There was no way to escape, and his gun could not hurt those monsters in the slightest. The big man gradually felt helpless and desperate in his heart, watching helplessly those monsters that were glowing with fire and making people unbearable, approaching him step by step.
On the terrifying heads of those monsters, there was only a big slimy mouth that opened and closed, making a sharp scream that was unbearable. Finally, the first monster came to the frightened big man, reached out and grabbed the desperate big man. The big man tried to break free but was caught by the second magma arm with his other arm.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? It didn¡¯t take a moment for the big man with two spears to drop his two guns, and was submerged by the magma monster, and the big man with his head looked up to the sky and let out a ferocious howl.
¡°¡Why hasn¡¯t this guy woke up from the fright?¡±
However, not far away from where the big man was surrounded by monsters, a young man muttered to himself with a look of helplessness on his face. When the young man stopped talking and turned around, the face he revealed was not that of Tang Xiu.
Tang Xiu is now in the dream of the Gunslinger in the Mist. This hell-like scene was also caused by the intervention of Tang Xiu's spiritual thoughts. However, Tang Xiu did not expect to face such a terrifying scene. The Gunslinger in the Mist was almost dying. He died and never woke up.
"Forget it, let me drag you out"
Seeing that the mist gunner on the bridge was about to die, Tang Xiu muttered helplessly to himself again, and then a sharp long sword suddenly appeared out of thin air in his palm, and then he kicked the ground with his feet and jumped into the sky.
The hairy-faced and bearded Gunslinger in the fog was bitten by so many monsters. He could clearly feel that he was missing arms and legs, and the warm blood was gradually draining away from his body.
"Why am I here? I don't want to die yet. Who will save me" Just as he was thinking silently in his heart, he was about to close his eyes when he suddenly saw a figure floating over his head, and then Only a loud bang was heard, like a huge rock falling to the ground.
"It's really useless, come back with me."
His consciousness gradually drifted away, and the gunman in the fog couldn't feel his neck, so he naturally had no ability to turn his head. He just heard the sound and saw a hand grabbing from above, lifting his head, and then It was just a spin.
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??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? When the foggy gunman opened his eyes again after a while, the first thing he saw was a handsome young man standing next to him.
"Where am I"
With a weak voice, the Misty Gunslinger muttered to himself, and then looked away from the young man. What caught his eyes were various medical equipment, intravenous needle bottles and clean porcelain white walls.
"This is the hospital! I'm still alive!" His thoughts slowly drifted away from the hellish nightmare just now. The first time he came back to his senses, the Misty Gunslinger quickly realized this.
After exclaiming in surprise, Wuli Gunslinger sat up from the bed. Before he could take off his oxygen mask, he saw Qian Bing, Lian Qingyun and Lu Zhen.
"This Tang Xiuhe actually woke up a vegetative state that doctors were helpless to do anything about, and he is still alive and well. How is this possible! This is contrary to common sense, this is incredible!"
Qian Bing's eyes were as calm as ever. Although Lian Qingyun's face was normal, he took a breath of air in his heart. Only Lu Zhen's eyes were beating quickly unconsciously, shaking his head and muttering to himself. He must have been frightened by Tang Xiu's move. .
"Have a good rest, next one."
Tang Xiu's expression was uncertain. He just casually glanced sideways at the Wuli Gunslinger who had just woken up with a stunned look on his face. After saying a casual sentence, his eyes fell on Chang Bai's face with Bajuluo's eyes tightly closed.
Reaching out to take off the oxygen mask, the mist gunner turned his head to look at Tang Xiu mechanically, only to see that Tang Xiu had closed his eyes and an index finger had already rested on Ba Armuluo's eyebrows. .
There was total silence in the small ward, except for the loud and powerful heartbeats and the heavy breathing one after another. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com