Forty Millenniums of Cultivation: Iron Fist enemy (sixty-eight) wake up

Gus "hū hū" fell, only to feel he fell from heaven to hell.

Brain is a piece of Primal Chaos, consciousness is like drifting in a huge black vortex, everything is rotating, rotating, straight to blurred thinking, everything that happened just now, every word that I said, turned into a dance Fragments of butterflies and kaleidoscopes.

"Ah!"

He yelled and sat up from the bed. He found that his body was covered with bandages, and the sticky bandages were all cold and sweaty, which was very uncomfortable.

Gus blinked and stared around.

This is a small humble room, the air is full of the fragrance of herbs, and there is a small stove in the corner.

Sister Grey curled up beside the small fire, the whole person looked very haggard, but fell asleep accidentally.

And in her arms, she was holding the steam ball dormant with the devil tightly.

"I ..."

Gus opened his mouth, only to feel his lips cracked and burned, and moved his hands and feet, and felt that his whole body was covered with small wounds. He was like a vase that fell and shattered and barely put together. Thoroughly.

He recalled that he seemed to be surrounded by dozens of boxing temple priests on the battlefield. The opponent also launched a trick to him. Next ... Next ...

Next, something seemed to happen. He seemed to see another higher and more real world corner, clearly understanding who he really was.

But now, his mind is blurred, but he has forgotten everything.

Gus held his breath and concentrated on thinking. He did n’t think of anything. Instead, he thought about it with a headache and could n’t help crying.

"Gus!"

My sister woke up, and the steam ball that was dormant in her arms fell to the ground.

My elder sister threw herself at Gus, and her tears had filled her eyes.

"Sister, I-"

Gus opened his mouth and felt something blocked in his throat. With a wow, he spit out a piece of black congestion. Between his chest and abdomen, he finally felt a little happier.

"Gus, you are fine!"

Grey tearfully said, "Do you know that you have been in a coma for seven days and seven nights!"

"What!"

Gus froze.

After the sister ’s description, Gus knew how dangerous the scene was.

When Sister and Andre led a large army to come to support and desperately took Gus back, he was already swept away by the fist of the priest of the boxing temple. .

If it is a ordinary person who suffers this kind of heavy damage like a massive army, it will definitely be killed on the spot, and Great Principle Golden Immortal will not be saved.

But Gus relied on his stubborn vitality-perhaps the demon Lu Qingchen modified his physical parameters, barely maintaining his last breath, sleeping in a bandage infiltrated with ointment, sleeping for seven days and nights, and finally gradually healed.

"Thank goodness, you ’re fine. It seems that the power of Master Lu Qingchen is really magical. He can save even the one who wants to kill, but now, we can only serve him. ! "

My sister folded her hands and said both religiously and excitedly.

Gus looked at her sister, and heart rose strangely.

When he was unconscious, he seemed to know the truth about his sister.

I always feel that ... my sister is something wrong now.

He does n’t like his sister. He does n’t like how his sister behaves so piously to gods and demons-no matter whether the other party is a fist or a demon, it is not worth the wholehearted service of the sister.

But Guth didn't know what to say to her sister.

My sister is different from him.

Everyone in the boxing world is different from him.

Gus heart, somehow, suddenly came up with such an idea.

Blinking, Gus was inexplicably panicked and confused, and perhaps lonely and angry.

He took his sister's hand.

Sister ’s hand, as in memory, is slightly rough because cultivation has too many punches, and it is very warm because of the strength.

This is the only thing Gus can catch after his parents died.

My sister ’s hand is real.

My sister is also real.

Like Gus himself, no one can obliterate their existence.

Gus got out of bed, tolerated the pain, clenched his teeth, and walked to the window step by step.

Noisy human voices outside the window, as well as waves of steam sizzling up and down.

Gus pushed the window and squinted his eyes. In the gorgeous sunshine, he saw countless "hū hū" steaming, rivet stitching, rigid suspension, and dozens of steel behemoths with turrets stacked on it. "Walk past.

The white misty steel behemoth was also filled with the flag of the steam army, and the gears of the burning fiercely, under the sunshine, shiny.

"This is ..."

Gus was deeply shocked by the magnificent steel torrent in front of him.

"It's a big army of the steam army!" Gree exclaimed excitedly.

Sister explained to Gus that during his seven days and seven days in a coma, many things happened that might determine the future of the world of boxing.

The most important thing is that the main force of the steam army and the main force of the Iron Fist army finally locked each other ’s existence, just like two dragons with open teeth and claws tightly entangled with each other. last blow.

Speaking of which, the decisive battle between the two sides has nothing to do with Gus.

He and Gray respectively professed to be the "sons" and "sons" of the mechanical and steam religions. This incident did not cause any disturbance.

After all, in this slightly superstitious qualitative large-scale uprising, countless fools and fools will feel gods and demons possessed in a trance, thus pretending to be a ghost and deceiving themselves.

In an uprising, there are hundreds of "sons" at the same time, which is not impossible.

But not every "Holy Son" can be besieged by dozens of High-Level priests in the Temple of Fists.

After the short and unpredictable raid battle seven days ago, the steam army analyzed the situation and came to an amazing conclusion-the Iron Fist army came for Gus. Their purpose was not to break down the steam army. , Just to kill Gus!

And even the High-Level priests of dozens of fist temples, at all sacrifices, bombarded indiscriminately, and in the end, failed to kill Gus.

Gus ’s injury was seen by many steam army generals. To be honest, in the case of the broken bones and viscera, no one has any confidence, Gus can still see the sun of tomorrow .

But Gus seems to have an undead body, recovering at an incredible speed every day. Yesterday he still smashed the bones and viscera of the scum, but today he has recovered as before, and the function is more powerful than before.

Such a "miracle" made the Steam Army have to believe in the identity of Gus "Son Son"-at least a hundred times more than the "Son Son" who jumped like a fool and a fool. The credibility of it can also stimulate all the believers and warriors, strengthen their faith, gather courage, and fight the temple combat to the end.

Therefore, after confirming that the miracle happened, several of the main elite troops of the Steam Army approached the village where Gus was located.