Bulwark of Light

Chapter 262 Secrets

Inside the ward.

A dry-white face, slowly opening his eyes.

A shaky ceiling appeared in front of Song Ci’s eyes. He paused for a long time, but his vision was still blurred.

He tilted his head slightly, trying to see his current environment.

This…seems to be…the ward?

Song Ci tried hard to identify, and he saw more than one silhouette in the ward.

[“What happened?”]

My mind went blank.

He wanted to speak, but felt a burning pain in his throat, and the blood all over his body seemed to be dried up.

“Brother Song, you’re awake.”

A calm, peaceful voice rang in my ears like a spring breeze.

Song Ci’s scattered eyes slowly moved upwards. This was a very familiar face when they met for the first time… I remembered, in the old city, the battle with the [Apostle] to death, is this a win? ?

“The first time I used the token, I greatly mobilized the Divine Power, which was like seeking death…even more how, this token contains the extremely fiery ‘Sun God power’, and you are now covered in The blood was burned by 60%. This is simply not an injury that a normal person can survive.” Gu Nanfeng was sitting by the window holding the wooden knife, his voice condensed into lines, compressed to the extreme by Lanqie, and transmitted extremely softly to the Song Ci’s ears.

The ward is still quiet.

Gu Nanfeng opened the mouth and said softly: “Your retina has also been severely burned… It is estimated that it will take three to five days at the earliest to see things. Don’t bother to see, what? You can’t even see it.”

It was the first time I saw Gu Nanfeng.

But this guy gave him an inexplicable sense of security.

Song Ci actually closed his eyes… With his original temperament, once he woke up, he would have to struggle a bit and make some noise.

The power of the token blessing is indeed fierce.

And the injury after the overdraft is indeed serious.

From the day he left the old city and officially started his extraordinary cultivation, Song Ci realized that…he was a fighter with innate talent for fighting. If you are injured, you only need to sleep to recover. As for those slightly lighter skin and flesh abrasions, before they went to the hospital, the wounds had already scabbed off and could be peeled off and repaired by themselves.

He once thought that this was God’s gift to him. With such a strong physique that can’t be beaten to death, no matter how disappointing his life is, he can live out a trick from the bottom of most people.

So he started to get more and more brave.

Just dash forward!

You can win if you don’t fight, don’t worry about it… Fight first!

But later Song Ci found out… that’s not the case. There are no so-called gifts in this world. His physique with strong self-healing ability also has an upper limit. Those injuries that can be completely recovered are just because they are not serious enough. , For example, the musculature of the forearm that had been shattered by the Ziyin bullet took several months to heal itself, and left a scar that could not be dissipated.

If the original bullet had passed through the heart… even Xiaoqiang, who couldn’t be killed, would have been killed.

this time.

The pain that came from all over was stronger than being hit by a purple and silver bullet.

Song Ci felt like she was being roasted on a fire, her skeleton and blood were being evaporated by the high temperature every minute and every second. by little fights against the burning burning sensation, consumes, and the recovery speed of the body becomes extremely slow… In fact, he is very content.

It is a miracle to be alive under this kind of injury.

Song Ci moved her lips slightly.

He wanted to say, “Can I still live?”

He didn’t expect Gu Nanfeng to understand.

But the sound of Lanqie’s wind resounded in his ears.

“Yes. Of course I can.” Gu Nanfeng said with a smile: “Not only can I live, but I can also live and dance… It’s just that you need a little time.”

That’s good… …Song Cichang let out a long breath.

“Recuperate well during this period of time, don’t mess around, you will be able to recover as soon as possible… You should feel the power of the token, this is the first time you use it, your ‘Undead’ body can still bear it Abuse the consequences, and then use it with extreme caution.”

Gu Nanfeng indifferently said: “You can review the battle with those two apostles in your mind… The Power of God in the token , the overwhelming majority was squandered by you, not used on the blade.”

Song Ci frowned slightly.

The picture of the battle with Tie Wu and Qin Ye… came to my mind.

Indeed.

He has wasted a lot of Divine Power… Perhaps because he first mastered the token, he felt like he had an endless sea, and he naturally became heroic and reckless when using it. Every drop of water in the sea needs to pay for it after the fact. On the other hand, the two apostles on the two sides of the Tower of Origin are extremely frugal. Even if they are in a life and death battle with themselves, they do not want to waste a shred of Divine Power.

“How about those two…?”

His lips twitched again.

“Dead. They’re all dead.” Gu Nanfeng said, “Tie Wu died on the spot… Qin Ye was detained and committed suicide because of fear of crime.”

Heard the news.

Song Ci felt a sense of disappointment in her heart.

He couldn’t see, and he didn’t open his eyes, but just lay there silently.

As for Iron Five, he has no idea…death is dead.

Qin Ye committed suicide?

When he fell over the old city, there was still a trace of his consciousness, and he vaguely heard Lu Nan Jin’s angry voice… Before his consciousness dissipated, he wanted to use the token again to kill that The Lion Lane murderer who killed Lao Lu ten years ago.

After all, it is because of the overdraft of Divine Power, and it is impossible to start again.

But now… when he heard the news of Qin Ye’s death, he didn’t feel the pleasure of venting.

It’s really cheap for him to die.

“How did Tie Wu… die? What happened that night?” Song Ci asked the biggest doubt in his heart.

After using the token.

My memory seems to be drained.

This feeling…like a lion sobering up after drinking too much.

“God is coming.” Gu Nanfeng said succinctly: “The Divine Throne of the Tower of Origin came to Dadu through the body of an apostle, and Mr. Gu Changzhi… also chose Divinity. The Divine Throne was defeated, Tie Wu’s body couldn’t carry the Divine Power, so it exploded.”

Mr. Gu Changzhi…

Song Ci was inexplicably excited, he felt a little dreamy, listening to Gu Nanfeng putting it That way, Mr. Gu Changzhi is really still alive, and he chose himself to be an apostle?

“Actually…that’s why I’m in the ward waiting for you to wake up.”

“I have something to tell you.”

Gu Nan Feng opened his mouth slowly, the flowing wind wrapped around his voice, with a three-point apology: “This is a secret that you and I need to keep together…” After listening, subconsciously un’ed, widened his eyes, and looked at the blurred shadow sitting by the window holding the knife.

“This token is not Mr. Gu Changzhi’s token… I asked for it from Bright City.”

“So, you are not the apostle chosen by Mr. Gu Changzhi, But the apostles of the Light God seat.”

(end of this chapter)