Since the inheritance in prison and the beginning of the martial arts practice, Chen Feng is destined to be different from ordinary people in this life.
In the face of the unknown path of repairing martial arts, it must be difficult and dangerous. No one knows what danger will happen.
Those who are with him or close, it is impossible to be implicated, and even if you care about it, you will be miserable!
Wu Chengshuang is still young, and Chen Feng really does not want to put him in all kinds of intangible danger because of his own problems.
What's more, how can Li Jiajia be ambiguous with another girl when she is in danger and has not been clear?
But if you refuse, it will definitely hurt Wu Chengshuang's heart. He has just experienced a life and death.
What to do? What to do?
Chen Feng frowned, shook his head and sighed.
Children are the most sad. He is willing to face a horrible enemy, and he is unwilling to face such problems.
"Hmm ..."
Just when he was annoyed, there was a loud noise next to him.
Looking down, I saw Wu Chengshuang's lips open slightly, and the voice was obviously emitted from her mouth.
At this moment, Wu Chengshuang's complexion has gradually recovered, and the situation of vitality and all aspects has almost stabilized.
Under Chen Feng's eyes, her eyelids moved, and after a long breath, she opened her eyes.
With Wu Chengshuang's soberness, Chen Feng's heart was completely put down, but then he mentioned it again.
He really doesn't know how to face the issue of feelings!
"Wind ... Fengge, are we ... are we dead?"
After Wu Chengshuang woke up, he first stared at Chen Feng a little, and then turned his head and glanced at the empty street for four weeks.
"Of course, let's live well!" Chen Feng smiled and gently took it up.
Regardless of his emotional problems, as long as this girl can wake up, it is God's biggest gift!
Wu Chengshuang heard that he did not show any joy, but he showed a trace of confusion in his eyes.
"Alive ... how can you ..."
She murmured in her mouth. She lowered her head and looked around. When she saw the almost dried blood and bullet holes in the clothes, her face was white, and she reached out and touched it.
The injury has long been cured by Chen Feng. With his hand, he has nothing to touch, and there is nothing. The bomb holes and blood on the clothes seem to be left.
This makes the confusion in Hu Chengshuang's eyes even more rich, with a slightly frowning eyebrow, puzzled!
"Remember to be hit by the bullet, how could there be nothing at all? Where did those who shot? How could they let us go?
When she spoke, she reached out and touched her head subconsciously, but she couldn't find any scars!
Seeing this, Chen Feng grinned, and stretched out his hand on her smooth face: "Do you hurt? If people die, they will not feel the pain!"
No wonder Wu Chengshuang was like this. Before he was hit by the bullet, he was seriously injured, but after waking up, nothing happened!
There were so many people on the street, but now they are gone!
There are flesh and flesh fragments on the ground, and the sides of the street are dark. It is completely different from the colorful appearance before. It shows a strong dead breath. At first glance, it looks like he is in hell.
Wu Chengshuang wrinkled his nose by Chen Feng and twisted his head aside: "Are we really not dead? But what's going on?"