Chapter 58 / There is always a chance to open a new listing!
Blood foam sprayed out from his throat, and blood poured into his trachea, making Su Zuo unable to breathe.
The pain of suffocation, the fainting caused by blood loss, and the cold attack after losing the protection of prosthesis.
Darkness fell before his eyes, and he heard the sound of swords clashing around him, but he couldn't even see clearly who was fighting the Corpse-Smashing Demon.
The pain of having all the limbs broken is unbearable, but what is even more angry and helpless is the humiliating feeling of having to wait for death to come.
Humiliation? No, it’s fear, humiliation because of fear.
His right arm was broken at the elbow and his knee was comminuted. He put his forehead on the ground and tried to get up, but after two attempts, he slipped to the ground again.
The pain was uncontrollable, and my mouth grew bigger and I tried to breathe, but all I could chew was large clumps of snow.
Damn it... I have clearly decided what to do, but the outcome is so embarrassing.
I'm so powerless... I can't do anything alone...
The cold ice and snow froze the throat, paralyzed the broken root of the tongue, and turned into cold current and poured into the body. The cold spread throughout the body and the mind became blurred.
The severed left elbow was frozen and the blood turned into ice. Fortunately, he did not die from blood loss.
Su Zuo was annoyed at his recklessness and powerlessness, and even got Lang Xue involved.
It was clear that if the corpse-crushing demon wanted to leave, he could just let him go, but because of the anger and unwillingness in his heart, he still launched an attack on him without absolute certainty.
Langxue and the Corpse-Smashing Demon were wrestling in a ball on the ground. Su Zuo fell to the ground, his face turned sideways, looking at them with somewhat dull eyes.
He forced himself up, his limbs were frozen by the cold, and even his sense of touch was numb. If he just moved, his legs with completely broken knees could barely do it.
But even if he gets close to them, what can Su Zuo do?
Just like his current posture, like a tattered doll?
If you can't even lift a knife, the threat it can pose to the Corpse-Smashing Demon is actually zero, right?
It's so cold...it's really cold...
I really want to drink something hot to warm my body...
Staggering to the side of the two of them, Su Zuo looked at the two of them with the corner of his eyes and smiled weakly——
"Hello, I'm here to help." He wanted to say this, but he just spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.
Lifting up his right hand with only the stubble remaining, Su Zuo put his right arm on the corpse-shattering demon's shoulder——
Then he raised his head and bit off the corpse-shattering demon's face.
"Roar!!!"
The pained corpse-crushing demon suddenly let go of Lang Xue's right hand, and swung a punch at Su Zuo. But halfway through the swing, he was caught by Lang Xue. Lang Xue clamped the corpse between his legs.
The demon's right hand, then turned over and exerted force——
The corpse-shattering demon was firmly fixed to the ground.
"Roar!" The corpse-shattering demon roared with only one hand left, struggling to get up.
The snow on the ground was raised by the corpse-shattering demon, and then outside the blooming snow mist, Su Zuo, who was knocked out, pounced on him again.
"Zi!" The snow mist was dyed red.
Su Zuo bit the corpse-shattering demon's throat with his teeth, and hot blood poured out from the torn carotid artery. The warm and slightly sweet liquid made Su Zuo's breathing difficult, so he subconsciously pulled them out.
Swallowed it.
Once you start, you can't stop.
Su Zuo swallowed heavily. Although the hot blood he drank could not make up for the blood he lost, it could make up for the heat lost in his body. As his body temperature gradually recovered, his consciousness gradually returned.
With a large amount of blood loss, the corpse-shattering demon's struggles gradually became smaller and smaller under Langxue's firm suppression.
With his lips pressed tightly against the corpse-shattering demon's broken trachea, Su Zuo could feel the gradual change in his breathing from strong to weak.
Until it becomes nothing.
Su Zuo opened his mouth and released the corpse-shattering demon's throat.
Seeing the corpse-shattering demon's eyes wide open in anger, with a look of disbelief on his face, maybe he didn't expect that he would die in such a posture, Su Zuo gasped for breath, looking at a loss.
"Did you win..." Su Zuo's face was covered with ice slag and plasma, and his expression was dazed and full of disbelief, "...did I...survive..."
"The corpse-shattering demon is dead...I killed him..."
Bang——
Su Zuo felt his strength drain away like a tide. He slowly fell backwards, splashing a piece of snow. He gasped for breath and looked at the sky where the snowflakes were falling. He felt like crying and laughing at the same time. After the pain,
The hard-fought victory left him completely overwhelmed.
"I won……"
Tears froze on Su Zuo's cheeks. Su Zuo looked at Lang Xue and wanted to say something, but only a weak whimper came out of his throat.
There was a black pinch mark on Lang Xue's slender and white neck. She gasped and stood up. She retrieved Su Zuo's broken arm and tongue from the snow, and lifted Su Zuo up.
The corpse-shattering demon is dead, but her battle with Su Zuo is not over yet.
In this snowstorm, even adults who were in good condition would freeze to death, let alone the two seriously injured people like her and Su Zuo.
But even trying to find a shelter from the wind was unrealistic. All Su Zuo suffered were fatal injuries. If he didn't find a place to be treated, he would probably die if it continued.
Carrying Su Zuo, who was in a semi-conscious state, Lang Xue silently left the blood-stained alley and walked slowly into the depths of the howling north wind.
A gust of wind and snow passed by, leaving only thick snow in the alley.
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"Chief Cromwell, we have confirmed that the body of Alan Edrico was indeed found in an alley in the East District."
The uniformed police officer walked into the ward and reported the situation to the people in the ward.
"...Is that so..." Cromwell smiled bitterly, stood up, and announced the results to everyone, "It seems that the matter has become clear. We have been searching for the corpse-dismembered murderer for four months and have not caught it. Indeed,
They were killed by these two little guys."
On the hospital bed in front of him, Su Zuo was still in a coma, while Lang Xue, whose injuries were minor and only had a few broken ribs, had woken up and was looking at Cromwell quietly with his lake-green eyes.
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Galt, who was sitting in front of Su Zuo's hospital bed, was a little irritated. He kept tapping his fingers: "That bastard is dead when he dies. I don't care who killed him. But you haven't said anything about Ivan's condition yet.
What happened?"
After hearing Galt's words, Cromwell turned to look at Knetin: "Since Lord Galt has asked... High Priest Knetin, it's up to you to explain it."
Kneiting, who was checking Su Zuo's body, nodded. Her expression could not be seen under the hood: "Both of the injuries are out of danger. I also care about Yi Wenyan's severed left hand and tongue.
I helped him get it back, but the comminuted fractures of his right arm and both legs are a bit troublesome. We need to see the effect of continued treatment. If the recovery effect is not good, amputation is likely to be needed."
"Amputation..." Galt closed his eyes, then opened them, "Is there any problem with speaking?"
"Don't worry about this." Kneiting said confidently.
"..." Galt nodded and did not continue speaking, but judging from his expression, this answer was barely satisfactory to him.
"Mr. Yi Wenyan's question is easy to answer, but... the more troublesome thing is the other lady..." Seeing that Galt stopped expressing his opinion, Cromwell spoke again and turned his attention to Lang Xue,
The brown eyes narrowed slightly, "...Actually, not long ago, we just confirmed her murder suspicion, and because of this, a police officer was attacked by her."
"What does this have to do with our Crow's Golden Lock?"
Galt was confused. He didn't know what Cromwell meant when he said these words and looked at him.
Hearing Galt's answer, Cromwell was a little surprised: "Hmm? Mr. Galt, can't you confirm it? This girl is with Mr. Ivan Ian. Could it be that she is not the Golden Lock of the Crow?"
A member of?”
Galt looked at Langxue's appearance carefully, then turned around and asked Midel beside him, and finally came to the conclusion: "She is indeed not a member of our Golden Chain of Crows."
"Is this so..." Cromwell couldn't help but feel a headache.
"If there is nothing else, Yi Wenyan will stay here for now. As for this girl, I will take her back to Nolan Ji'er."
Galt stood up and said goodbye together with Midel.
Cromwell raised his head in surprise: "Your Excellency Galt, didn't you say that she is not from the Golden Lock of Crow?"
"Ah... that's correct." Galt asked Midel to pick up Langxue. He pushed open the door to the ward and turned to look at Cromwell, "However, the next commander of the Raven's Golden Lock will have a son.
(Girlfriend), how could I leave it to you, idiot."
The door closed with force with a "bang" sound.
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For the sake of ignition, I blew up the original idea.
Personally, I think this ending should be pretty good. It’s a standard boss carelessness, and the protagonist’s counterattack script is okay.
The new golden finger hasn't been released yet, so the injury is a bit of a headache, otherwise I might as well give the protagonist a prosthetic leg (he was dragged away)
As for the martial arts style in the book review area... I think it is definitely caused by you being tortured to speed up your reading. Those two chapters were tortured to the point that I scanned them quickly... 2333
Save the golden finger for later, as long as you can win, thumb.
There should be one more chapter tonight. The first volume has officially entered its final phase. There are about 5 chapters left, so I will start changing copies.