Doomsday Dark Age

The surging sand is like a flood rushing at high speed. Gao Feng hugged the little Qinu and was rolled and rolled by the huge force. The real sand is more terrifying than the flood. There are various traps hidden in it, broken weapons, sharp gravel, and sharp Wood splinters and battering ram-like giants. ( ·~ )

Gao Feng did not give up at this moment. If it was the former Three Claws, there would be no other way but to wait for death. He is not Three Claws, he is Gao Feng. The danger is like a juicer that squeezes out the potential of his body. The peak is in the surging dust, the strength is constantly losing, and the fatigue is swept up in his heart. The surging dust drowns him more than once, and he breaks free again and again. Just like a fish undulating in the flood.

No other sound could be heard in his ears, it was all the roar of the surging sand, the huge roar was the sound of thousands of bees lingering in his ears, which made him dizzy, and the sand hitting the wall was like broken waves** After pouring down, the flesh on his body was polished by countless sands, and the skin was worn away, revealing the bright red muscles.

But he has no time to pay attention to the pain in his body. The pressure of survival makes him like a tight steel wire. All the obsessions in his heart are on the steel wire. As long as the steel wire continues, he will continue to persevere. It has nothing to do with danger, life and death. , just focused on confronting death.

When his consciousness also began to blur, countless sand and dust passed over his head in a huge gust of wind, from the sky to the ground was full of sand and dust, there was no distinction between up and down, left and right, as if he was in the bottom of the sea, The only light also disappeared, this moment was his most dangerous moment, he had no choice but to pin his fate on luck. []

Rolling in the waves of the sand with the little Qinu in his arms, he no longer had any hope in his heart whether the little Qinu could survive. He could occasionally get out of the sand and take a breath of air full of sand. But Nu didn't even have this chance, his arms were already stiff, and he no longer had the strength to support the little Qinu, so that she could have the right to breathe.

He didn't know whether the little Qinu was dead or not, and he didn't care anymore, as long as he did what he should do, who knew whether he would be buried in the sand and suffocate to death like the little Qinu in the next moment?At the moment of death, a new picture suddenly flashed in my mind. The figure that I couldn't see clearly was clearly visible, but it was a cute and beautiful girl with big eyes like crystal grapes, watery and sweet, wearing a nurse's uniform She has an astonishingly pure temperament, and she can't bear to be profaned or approached.

The city is full of flames, the rain is flying, the girl looks at him, her bright lips are like blooming flowers, whispering softly in his ear, like the most pure piano music, let him feel the joy in the boundless sand waves whistling. The long-lost peace.

"Hold me, kiss me..."

The whole world fell into pure silence, only the sweet and melodious voice of the nurse girl sounded in his ears and was engraved in his heart.

The flames spread in his heart, and the suffocating dizziness made him gradually lose his final consciousness, like a boat out of control, capsized in the raging waves, darkness, only darkness remained, the peak was like a traveler who lost his waypoint, sinking in the darkness , Gradually lose myself. 【leaf*】【*】

In this infinite darkness, those eyes that can only be seen in memory emerge in my heart, "Hold me, kiss me..." The whispers are like infinitely looping songs, constantly singing in my mind , the blooming flower gently collided with his lips, exuding a sweet fragrance, like a pure spring pouring into his dry heart, even the pain of suffocation disappeared, making him wish he could immerse himself in this warm spring forever never wake up.

Suddenly, the light reappeared, and the surging dust threw Gao Feng out of the sand layer. The moment he opened his eyes, Gao Gao realized that the little Qi Nu in his arms was hugging his neck, mouth to mouth to him as they passed through the fresh air. , In other words, at the most dangerous moment, it was Little Qinu who saved him.

But the danger has not passed. At this time, it is the tail of the sandstorm. Flying stones are everywhere, scattered and dancing with the whirling wind. Brushing against boulders from time to time, Gao Feng knew that if he didn't do anything, he and the little Qinu would be swept away by the strong wind, perhaps flying thousands of miles away, and even if they had a hundred lives, they would be dead by that time.

Feeling moved, he turned sideways to pass a boulder that hit him, and then kicked another boulder with his legs, as if shot out with a bouncing boulder. He and the little Qinu drew an arc in the air, and smashed into a house heavily The roof is covered with ceramic-like hard soil, and there are countless wooden strips pressed and bound. The moment it was smashed, the huge anti-shock force made Gao Feng spurt blood involuntarily, and rolled down the broken hole. In the process, he was hit by wooden beams like tree crowns countless times.

The pillar of the house is a huge log. Dozens of beams like branches of a big tree are nailed to the log. The little Qinu slid to the ground together, and vaguely heard a panic yell, and then a familiar voice reached their ears.

"Why didn't you die?"

Dazhuo stood in front of Gaofeng with an unfriendly expression, his eyes were full of anger, besides Gaofeng, there was also a bald tribal warrior with a scar on his face that split his cheeks in two, which looked particularly terrifying. If the teeth are here, you will recognize at a glance that this person is the son of the great elder, the form of the big claw, Kui Tu.

Gao Feng spat out the sand in his mouth fiercely, threw his head on the ground and looked up at the big claws whose eyes were almost blind, and said with an ugly smile, "Because you didn't die..."

While speaking, his whole body tensed up, ready to meet the attack of the two, but he didn't expect that Kuitu, who seemed violent and savage in front of him, didn't strike at the first time, which made him involuntarily regard Kuitu as the biggest threat here.

"Kill him..." Dazhua yelled uncontrollably, the flames of embarrassment burned all his calmness, the fang knife in his hand danced in front of him, and at the moment when his emotions were about to explode, Kui Tu yanked Dazhua To the side, a rock that had penetrated into the hole in the roof hit the ground between the two sides, Gao Feng held the little Qinu in his arms and flipped in the air like a nervous reflex, trying to form a straight line with the direction of the crack of the rock, shrinking and being hit area.

Dazhua and Kuitu suffered a lot in the stone storm. When Gao Feng fell heavily to the ground, Kuitu and Dazhuo looked ashamed. Dazhuan looked at Gaofeng even more angrily. It was Gaofeng who smashed through roof, they will get hurt.

"Do you still want to kill me?"

Gao Feng let go of the little Qinu, held the handle of the gun at his waist, and then let go, and pulled out the serrated saber. In Gao Feng's hand, the dark serrated saber was like a nimble snake, hovering above his fingertips, looking at the Dazhuo and Kuitu's eyes showed more naked sarcasm and disdain, disdain is just an appearance, there is no Dazhuo in his eyes, only Kuitu, the calm enemy is the most dangerous enemy, he couldn't help thinking so , as intuitionally.

Gao Feng has experienced the loss and fear of finding himself, and the despair of surviving in a sandstorm. At this moment, he no longer has the cowardice and fear in his heart, like a polished steel knife, exuding a palpitating chill. There was nothing wrong with the claws, Kuitu's face became serious, iron tools are not uncommon in the Black Claw tribe, and all kinds of weird iron tools can be found in the ruins in the wilderness, but they can't be used. A steel knife that can be sharpened repeatedly is worth more than the on the bone knife,

Not every warrior can use steel knives well. The most important criterion for becoming a warrior is that they can use the weapon as an extension of their own body, feel the distance and force of each knife swing, Gao Feng can command the dagger like an arm, let him At a glance, regardless of whether Gao Feng is a tribal warrior or not, he already has the qualifications to be a warrior.

"Big Claw, there is no unresolved hatred between you and Three Claws. The troubles we had when we were young are over. Didn't I beat you like that when I was a child? I think it's okay for Three Claws to withdraw from the heir competition. As long as Three Claws The number of heads obtained is one less than yours..."