The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

The red, swollen figure was panting slightly at this time, and the clothes on his body shattered into pieces of cloth of different sizes at this time.

Although there was a slight difference from the usual image, Aisha still recognized the other person's real body at a glance.

"Sir, how are you feeling, are you okay?"

The sloppy figure trembled slightly, and turned his head halfway-scarlet bloodshot eyes filled with violent beast-like eyes cast on Aisha, exuding a straightforward, unconcealed killing intent.

Aisha's face turned white immediately.

Like a lost lemming encountered a huge snake, the natural magnitude gap, coupled with the deep instinct of the opposite relationship, almost instantly lost all the thoughts of resistance.

The touch that felt like a sharp sword hanging from her neck made Aisha's throat suddenly tighten.

"First, sir..."

The sound, as thin as a mosquito and fly, was accurately transmitted to Jing'an's ears. He seemed to be aware of his own strangeness, and even if he staggered his murderous gaze, Jing An lowered his head and said in a commanding tone.

"Go back, I'm fine."

The organization is clear, and there is no process to be interpreted. Only at the moment when she heard it, Aisha was able to understand what Jing'an said. But even so, she still did not leave immediately.

"But sir, the wound on your chest..."

Anxiety and helplessness churned in Aisha's chest, so that her voice brought some subtle crying.

"I said, it's okay...puff."

A mouthful of red blood mixed with pieces of meat splashed out from the corner of his mouth, and Jing'an's face suddenly became paler at this moment.

Just being strong will not make his injury get better.

I saw that Jing’an’s chest was sinking half of his hand out of thin air at this time, as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer from the front. On both sides of the waist, white bone spurs were protruding, mixed with bright red flesh and blood. It looks even more terrifying at that time.

The injury was enough to cause death on the spot, but she still stood up forcibly, no wonder Aisha showed such a worried expression.

"But sir, I can bandage your wound first..."

What responded to her was the sore blast.

The bone spurs that pierced through the skin and protruded from the body broke off at this time, seeming to be squeezed by some invisible force, and then discharged out of the body. At the same time, Jing’an’s sunken chest began to rebound slowly at this time, like a balloon that was pumping into it, but after a few breaths, it became full and firm again, even the skin was broken. The holes were also smoothed out, until no traces were seen anymore.

From the outside, Aisha could even catch a glimpse of the ribs that had re-wrapped the internal organs.

If it were not for the bone spurs that fell to the ground, no one would believe what Aisha had just witnessed.

As the breathing gradually eased, Jing'an's state was also readjusted to the best state at the same time. He stretched out his hand and wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and even the bloodshot eyes in his eyes disappeared invisible at this time.

"I won't say it again, go back quickly, it's dangerous here."

Before Aisha could react, there was some strange movement in the ruins in front of the two.

First, the sound of rubbing between the broken stones, like the movement of lemmings hidden in the shadows, is not worthy of attention.

But after a short while, the sound turned into interlaced tiles, which made a clear sound. As Aisha turned her head and cast her gaze in that direction, a gradually bulging and rising shadow also revealed her profile at this moment.

With a huge body that is about five meters high, the feeling of oppression it brings naturally does not need to be said. Even if she didn't need a Jing'an body shape, Aisha couldn't help but step back several steps at this time.

There is no doubt that Jing'an's preemptive strategy has failed. As a price, he must face the full strength of the Lord of Dreams, and he also needs to find a way to defeat him.

Time is not enough.

Thinking about it carefully, I don't seem to have any favorable conditions.

Under such harsh conditions, Jing'an had only one choice left.

He took a deep breath and shook the dirty blood in his mouth aside. Feeling the regained physical strength, Jing An once again made a forward posture.

Under the strong operation of the mutant cell, he can almost ignore these seemingly fatal injuries.

And this is the only hole that Jing'an can rely on.

"Protect yourself and stay away from here as much as possible."

Before Aisha could respond, the black shadow that had already flew forward passed her. The turbulent silhouette tore a clear path in the wind and snow, but was instantly submerged between the sky and the earth.

Boom! !

Amidst the invisible fly ash, there was a burst and a muffled sound suddenly appeared. Followed by some sour movements—mixed with tears, beatings, and screams that were so weak that they were almost inaudible.

Within a few seconds, a figure flew upside down from the flying ash again—the fresh red blood floated in a winding curve in the air following the arc of the incoming person, and finally landed on the floor of the front yard. Above, there was another violent cough.

"Ahem..."

The human figure curled up slightly because of pain paused for a moment, and then struggled to stand up again. The injury began to heal with breathing, and finally disappeared again.

Jing'an's gaze stayed on Aisha's body for a moment, but there was no time to pay attention to her.

The opponent's ability is unusually tricky.

Without the help of the system for analysis, he needs all his energy to deal with it.

"gentlemen…"

It must be false to say that she is not worried, but she also knows Jing'an's temper. Harassing the other party at this time will only cause more serious counter-effects. As the weaker party, keeping quiet and looking for opportunities is the only important thing she can do.

Aisha stepped back for several steps, until she was close to the side wall of the front yard, and then stopped.

And the belated Jasmine and the old popsicle didn't enter the territory of the front yard until this time. Whether it was a coincidence or a deliberate arrangement, the outlines hidden in the shadows also became clear at this moment.

"Aisha! Sir, are you all right?"

Although one person and one dog have not yet understood the present form, the huge shadow before them also robs all of their attention at the same time.

Under the extraordinary appearance, there are weird shapes that are beyond common sense. Just looking at it with eyes can give people a form of fear, and Jasmine almost exclaimed in an instant.

"This, what is this!!"