And when the shadow of this sneak attack climbed to the second floor, its steps were already staggering, and while walking and coughing, a few bright red droplets splashed out of the cracks of his fingers.
Then a great darkness swept over him, and he sprinted forward with his eyes closed, and even in such darkness he felt that the sky was dark.
A strong sense of powerlessness pierced his nerves little by little, consumed his will, and he felt that he was too tired to live, and exhaustion swept through his body with hunger and thirst, so that he wanted to rest quietly and never wake up again.
Yes, he is the boss of the Sival Pirate Group, Sival, and he fought with Lord Little Falk before his own injuries in the naval battle were healed, although it seems that Lord Little Falk has been hit hard, but it is definitely not an easy thing to get rid of the disease spread by Lord Little Falk in the past.
When Sival gave the order to retreat, a carriage that did not know the situation passed by, and for this carriage, it was intended to be a bystander to observe the chaos here.
After all, the location of this bar is too good, and if there is any variable, then there is no doubt that the first time to get this bar will occupy a lot of profits.
All the driver of the carriage wanted was to sell the first-hand information for a good price.
However, the coachman who drove the carriage had always had good eyesight, but when he saw the messy corpse, he drove away in the carriage very simply.
He knew that according to his own strength, it was impossible to participate in the battle of this strength, and he didn't want to become a part of so many horrible corpses.
It was precisely because his attention was attracted by so many corpses that he didn't feel Fang Senyan, who seemed to be kneeling on the ground coughing violently, grabbed the edge of the carriage and hitched a ride on the carriage.
His body was covered by the carriage at this time, and 1 Little Lord Falk couldn't see Fang Senyan, so it wasn't until the carriage drove nearly a hundred meters away that Little Lord Fogk came back to his senses, strode in the direction of the carriage and chased after him viciously.
At this time, the coachman who pulled the carriage suddenly began to cough slightly, 1 The virus plague spread by Lord Little Falk is very vicious, but for the stronger and more physical strength of the person, the slower the onset will be, and the weaker the disease will be derived from it.
This is the reason why Sival, although his injuries are not healed, can still seriously damage Lord Falk Jr.
However, the most vicious thing about Lord Little Fock's virus plague is that once you are infected by this virus plague, then there is only the problem of slow onset, and it will definitely not stop, as long as it attacks, then it will really be if the tarsal maggot penetrates deep into the bone marrow of the victim, it will not dissipate for a long time, so that you will not die and have to shed a layer of skin The coachman who pulled the cart had only glanced at him from afar, but he was still infected.
It may be that at the time of infection, it was only infected by a virus, so the attack was not serious.
It's just a cough and dizziness, and it won't cause hemoptysis in a short time, but the speed of the carriage is inevitably reduced.
At this time, Fang Senyan jumped down from the carriage and held down Xiongkou, staggered into another bar again.1 Little Lord Fokker's cold eyes did not have a trace of the breath of a living person in them, he did not hesitate to drag his heavy steps, with the crash sound of the death armor he was wearing, and walked towards this bustling bar two, The bad news of death always spreads quickly, not to mention that although Tetuga is prosperous, its actual area is only equivalent to a small county town in the real world.
The pirates are not stupid and willing to be Fang Senyan's substitute ghosts, so half an hour later, the whole Tetugari knew that there was a devil who appeared, he was chasing his target, if he didn't want to die, then stay away, and even the pirates at noon were afraid of the terrible infectious disease and set sail directly regardless of the night.
In this way, Fang Senyan will be in danger.
It's just that although he seems to be stumbling and vomiting blood all the way, like a mouse that has been played with by a cat and half dead, he is still struggling to support and delay.
However, the best defense is always attacking, and Fang Senyan was finally forced to a dead end.
There was no way for him to escape, because behind him was a cliff of Baizhang, and there was a messy reef like a wolf's tooth under the cliff, and the waves of the sea seemed to never stop, slapping heavily on the reef, splashing countless white foam, and then slowly retreating into the sea.
There is no doubt that if you fall from this height, you will definitely hit the reef and die, and you will not even have a chance to be crippled or vegetative.
Little Lord Fokker took a step forward, and the cold eyes behind his helmet flashed with a look that was definitely not what a human should have: "Deliver, out, day, remember, I, let you die faster." ” Fang Senyan suddenly hung his head, wiped the blood next to the corner of his mouth and said, "Do you remember that red mole, Little Lord Falk looked at it with an idiot look, but Fang Senyan twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled: "It's the red mole on the left side of the beautiful Miss Sha I.
Hepburn."
Could it be that the honorable Lord has forgotten after playing with it so many times?"
The name of Sha Ihepburn, a name that seemed to be engraved on his spiritual hun, how could he forget, how could he forget that even when little Lord Faok gave up everything, he never gave up the memory of her.
Although this memory would turn into pain and torment him from time to time, Lord Little Fokker would turn this pain into the motivation of his own cultivation, and he would make the enemy feel the pain he felt tenfold When Little Lord Fock's brain was still in a blank state of impotence, Fang Senyan's vicious words erupted like a poisonous snake: "I heard that your husband was still quite affectionate, but then it was because your cuckold Mr. was impotent and couldn't satisfy your wife, so she was too empty, so she stirred up Shiwei, your servants, bartenders, and pirates."
"You, Lord Huffork's voice was as cold as ever, but it could be seen from his sharply undulating chest that Mr.
Cuckold's mood was actually very moving: "Sha I she didn't talk to the bartender."
"Well, yes."
Fang Senyan shrugged his shoulders affirmatively and said, "Because I'm just a bartender."
As soon as this sentence came out, Little Lord Fokker even hesitated for a moment before he reacted to what Fang Senyan wanted to express.
He couldn't even say half a word, or rather, he didn't even want to drink the nonsense of the man in front of him, but Fang Senyan was still adding fuel to the fire, and he was very serious about the scene he saw that day between Sha Ihepburn and Mr.
Jack Sparrow, the only difference was that he changed Jack's identity to himself.
Because I have to admit that 1 Little Fokker's wife has some very special hobbies when doing things, of course Little Fokker is clear, and Fang Senyan also told these details very badly, and no one could help but believe it Little Lord Fokker launched a crazy attack directly on Fang Senyan, he didn't want to listen to it anymore, the past was like a crazy whip with thorns, whipped on his heart, and the crazy anger had completely surrounded Lord Little Fokker At this moment, 1 Little Lord Fokker threw out three death entanglements in one breath, representing the plague, death, and rotting horror black magic can even be seen, and 1 Little Lord Faok's body surface The black qi is even more condensed like a substance, like a slender tentacle twisted and wrapped towards the enemy in front of him.
Fang Senyan tried his best to roll and dodge, but he still couldn't help but scream miserably, obviously tormented by great pain. 1 Lord Little Fokker was very satisfied with this result, he would definitely not be too little for the screams of the enemy, only by torturing him alive for three days and three nights could he slightly understand the hatred in his heart, so he once again frantically cast several tragic black magic, and at the same time spent his time to put a certain amount of protection on Fang Senyan to prevent him from being killed directly by himself.
Amid the terrible screams of the enemy, Little Lord Fokker finally calmed down, and he suddenly felt that something was not quite right.
It's why this guy is still screaming so loudly, it stands to reason that he should be dying Also, why didn't his skin fester, there was no trace of it festering and blackening As soon as he thought of this, the pupils of Lord Fok's eyes suddenly contracted, and he suddenly pulled out the cold rune sword from his waist and aimed it at Fang Senyan, who was curled up in a ball, and slashed it head At this time, an indescribable strange feeling surged out of his heart.
That feeling is very strange, and the last time I felt it in my heart was when I heard about Sha I's betrayal.
The sharp blade with a faint white aura roared down, slashing towards Fang Senyan who was curled up on the ground, and it looked like he was going to slash him directly into his body and head and directly separate his family.
But at this moment, Fang Senyan, who was curled up on the ground, suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the sharp and cold blade On the palm of his hand, there was immediately an extra layer of light blue ice, and it was still condensing rapidly, but the blade could only cut into half of the flesh of his palm, and then it seemed to be welded, and it was difficult to move an inch again The forbearant shooting wolf finally bared his ferocious fangs
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