Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 2413: Flood crossing

It was as if...as if the path she had taken step by step from that hot night to the apocalyptic world was suddenly erased.

It seemed that the whole process of going through the end of the world was just a dream for her; when she opened her eyes, she found that she had no ability to evolve.

What she had was a sudden, unbearable, eye-splitting pain.

Lin Sanjiu suddenly felt her body again. Her chest and lungs seemed to be rolling in countless long sharp needles and being punctured repeatedly. There seemed to be a balloon in her head that was getting bigger and bigger, and she didn't know when it would be squeezed. Blast her brain and skull.

So it turns out that Fu Xilao not only suppressed her abilities, but also suppressed most of her pain?

Now that his ability has disappeared, the suffering she deserves has returned.

In the flash flood, when the first second that he had risked all his money to obtain came, Lin Sanjiu was almost drowned by the surging pain. At that moment, the person couldn't even muster the will to struggle and resist. He just wanted to give in and beg, cough and breathe hard, and do whatever it took to make himself feel better.

No.

Her plan - all she has left is her own will and plan, and the chance to implement the plan is only this moment...

Fu Xiluo's reaction was faster than Lin Sanjiu's.

Originally he was kneeling astride Lin Sanjiu, but the great flood that fell from the sky hit him first and then swallowed Lin Sanjiu. There was only a pair of arms between them. At the speed of the flood, this gap was so short that it was almost impossible to capture it.

The emptiness of the sudden loss of power really made Fusiro's body soften and he let go of his hand.

However, the gap between "Fu Xiluo became an ordinary person first, and Lin Sanjiu remained an evolver" was so narrow that it passed in a flash of thought - the sudden intense pain that filled her mind made the world in her mind They were almost broken into pieces, and there was nothing Lin Sanjiu could do.

When Fu Xiro reacted immediately and tightened his grip on her neck again, her moment as an evolver was finally washed away by the flood.

Lin Sanjiu came back to her senses under his palm, but it was too late.

The original plan was to use that moment to call out the weapon; but the only chance had already passed by in a flash.

Time is not on her side. Even if Sibaan deliberately controls it, the flood will last only a few seconds at most, seven or eight times; such precious seconds, at the beginning, she is in a state of being... Fu Xilao suppressed the unfavorable situation beneath him.

As an ordinary person, it is already difficult to break free from oppression and knock down an adult male in a few seconds, let alone with bare hands? How to kill him without a weapon?

The moment he regained consciousness, Lin Sanjiu gritted his teeth and silently counted one in his heart.

In fact, at least one count of time has passed. She doesn’t know how many more times she can count, but as long as the flood is not over, she still has a chance.

Because this time, what was held up was just two human hands, and what was pressed down was only the weight of Fusiro's body. It was no longer the irresistible law that seemed to be able to shape the world.

...You must break free from his grasp first.

Physical strength has deteriorated, but her fighting reflex is still there. Lin Sanjiu's right hand rushed forward and punched his throat - even though she made the move, she felt that she was slow and soft, as if she were made of cotton. of.

Is this the kind of power that ordinary people use to survive?

However, Fu Xilao is also an ordinary person.

For an area as fragile as the throat, ordinary people simply cannot bear the pain of being hit by a punch - Fusiro realized her intention and immediately let go of his right hand; his adaptability in battle is also far beyond that of ordinary people. , in less than half a second, he blocked Lin Sanjiu.

What about ordinary people? So what if there is no power?

Two.

She temporarily forgot about the physical pain, torture and depression.

She and Fusiro were cut out of the world and shrouded in darkness; these few seconds seemed like an eternity that would never end.

As if guided by a coldly watching spirit, Lin Sanjiu's right hand struck halfway, then suddenly changed its direction, opened its palm, and grabbed Fu Xiro's right arm that came to block.

Her nails dug into the fabric and flesh, and she grabbed his right arm and pulled him towards the right side of her body - Fusiro was caught off guard, and she actually pulled him down.

...It seems that even the body of an ordinary person is still obedient enough.

Almost at the same time, she touched Fushiro's left shoulder with her other hand, grabbed his collar, and pulled him towards her again, as if she didn't think the two people hugged each other closely enough, and wanted every inch of her body to be thoroughly It was as if they were biting together; she almost had the illusion that Fusiro was about to shout "little wine" - if he had the time.

Three.

Her right leg was like a reluctant snake, quickly swimming into his armpit. Then she twisted her waist, turned her left leg over, and her body wrapped around Fusiro.

Fu Xilao was fixed between her legs; for a moment, his body temperature, which smelled of grass, was only separated by a layer of cloth, and Lin Sanjiu was warmed by it.

Between the two bodies, Fusiro's arm was tightly clamped.

Fusiro's right arm pressed deeply against her lower abdomen, as if it was a treasure she cherished so much that she wanted to turn into a snake and wrap it up tightly with her body and limbs.

He seemed to know what she was going to do, he let out a low breath and exerted himself.

Four.

Lin Sanjiu didn't give Fu Xiluo a chance to continue to use his strength to break free - just like time, the power was not on her side - he stepped on the opponent's shoulders under her feet and suddenly lifted his body from the grass. For a moment, Fu Xiro's right arm that was being held down naturally straightened.

But Lin Sanjiu still didn't stop.

The smell of crushed grass beneath him floated thickly into the night.

Her waist was still rising, as if she was chasing after a lover who was always just a hair's breadth away from her; Lin Sanjiu's whole body strength was pressed against the elbow joint, pushing it upwards - floating In the midst of the fighting panting, wet grass clippings, and hazy moonlit night, she finally heard the sound of a bone, and Fusiro couldn't suppress a low groan of pain.

Five.

As soon as she felt that his right arm was broken, Lin Sanjiu quickly twisted around and let go of Fu Xiluo, and rolled up on the grass. It was only at this moment that she finally took in the first trembling, uneasy breath. Obstructed air.

The flood is about to pass, but she has just earned her freedom.

Fu Xiluo fell to the ground, as if the earth was sunk by his presence and weight at that moment. When he tilted over, the night sky and stars were about to slide down from behind him - Lin Sanjiu fiercely Blinking, he steadied his mind and steps, and realized that he almost fell down because of his dizziness.

...With three counts left, she was going to kill him.

"Come on," she heard Kurosawa Ji's voice shout in a low voice.

If he could see this moment, he would also want to sacrifice his life for Lord Li.

At this moment, Lin Sanjiu seemed to have retreated from her body; she looked at the evolver who had gone through the apocalypse but had purified his strength from a distance. He forgot his skills, turned into instinct, and pounced on Fuxi like a wild beast. Luo.

Six.

As soon as Fu Xiluo twisted his waist, he threw his right arm with a broken elbow joint carelessly - as if he was already familiar with the strong pain coming from the arm bones and joints - at the same time, he He clenched his left hand into a fist, and when Lin Sanjiu's shadow had just fallen over his face, his fist had already penetrated deeply into her belly.

Even though he lost the power of the evolver, this punch still caused Lin Sanjiu's body to stir up a storm that took away her breath and thoughts; she immediately returned to her body, and felt that she could hardly hold on any longer. His feet were involuntarily falling backwards.

If she falls to the ground again, she will never have the chance to stand up again.

Seven.

Like a person who was about to fall off a cliff, Lin Sanjiu's fingernails dug deeply into Fu Xiluo's left arm, and she grabbed it with all her strength; that left hand almost pushed her into the abyss. It is also the only vine connecting her to life.

In the silent and turbulent night, a sound sounded, whether it was pain, surprise, or a breathy laugh; Lin Sanjiu didn't even know whose voice it was.

No, he didn’t fall down in the end.

As soon as her feet were firmly planted, she immediately let go of her hand, and taking advantage of her height advantage, she kicked him in the chest - only then did Fusiro's left hand become free ~IndoMTL.com~ He couldn't avoid it for a moment , with a muffled groan, he fell on his back on the grass.

Eight.

The flood is not over yet? Is it because of Sibaan?

In this way, she still has a chance, still a chance...

Something huge, blood-red, was jumping and banging violently in Lin Sanjiu's mind; even though she didn't think carefully about the next step, her body woke up, following the **** smell, Realizing the only chance to kill him.

Lin Sanjiu jumped towards Fu Xiluo again.

Her knees hit hard between the grass blades and the soil, stirring up smoky dust in the dark night.

Just like Fu Xiluo a few seconds ago, Lin Sanjiu straddled him and held him down with her own weight. As soon as her left hand found his throat, she immediately clenched her fingers tightly.

Is this ordinary hand enough?

In the night, Fusillo did not show any pain; he was looking at her steadily, almost as if he had just woken up from a dream - and was about to sink into another dream.

Before the right hand had time to attack, it reached his chest.

Just press down with your whole body weight and crush his throat...

Nine.

The great flood disappeared.

Strength quickly replenished the body, but it seemed as if extremely cold ice had passed over the earth, so cold that Lin Sanjiu was in a daze. She was vaguely aware that she was still kneeling on the grass, but the person beneath her was no longer a person.

It is a giant beast, a mountain, a real flood that can break through the world. Tonight, she is going to die here.

The pair of swaying and twinkling dark lake-like eyes were still looking at Lin Sanjiu unblinkingly. His lips were slightly parted, as if he wanted to smile.

Fu Xiro is still alive.

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