468、The heart that has been sealed for a long time
If you only had two hours left in your life, what would you do?
This is the problem Qingchen encountered at the beginning of his time travel, and he faces it again now.
It's just that this time, the time fate gave him may not be two hours.
The wolves behind him had penetrated into the woods like raindrops. Qingchen was very fast, but the wolves were not slow either.
Qingchen had never run in knee-deep snow, and this unfamiliar sports environment made it difficult for him to maximize his speed.
But wolves are different. They seem to be more aware of this extremely bad weather and are born for it.
The young man felt that his physical strength was being depleted rapidly, and it was only a matter of time before the wolves caught up with him.
He could hear the footsteps of the wolves in the snow, their breathing, and his own heartbeat like a drum.
All this noise makes the snow forest feel extraordinarily quiet and empty.
But Qingchen had no fear.
Among the wolves, there were more than a dozen of the strongest wild wolves running quickly. They were so fast that they actually outflanked Qingchen's wings.
It's like the blades of a pair of scissors are gradually closing.
Viewed from above the withered snow forest in winter, the hunting of wolves on the ground is particularly spectacular.
However, this scene mostly occurs during the hunting season of antelope herds, and it is rare for hundreds of wild wolves to hunt one person.
Qingchen seemed to have returned to the cold waters of Greenland.
The sky was filled with black clouds, as if the Kingdom of God had come again.
Behind you, beside you, is the raging tide.
Only this time, there were no rice seedlings around him.
Qingchen smiled, this fate seems to be playing tricks on human beings. What you owe will have to be paid back sooner or later.
In an instant, the two wings surpassed his wolf pack and suddenly surrounded him.
The dozen or so strong wild wolves were like a wall, blocking Qingchen's path.
Pounce fiercely!
Qingchen faced the oncoming wolves, his speed did not slow down at all, and he calmly threw out the puppet on his wrist.
But I saw that the crystal clear string puppet was originally soft and soft, but in the blink of an eye it became as straight as a knife.
Sharp threads passed through the air, like a huge machete.
The knife swept across and cut open countless pieces of snow in the sky.
It swept over tree trunks, leaves, and wolves.
The crazy knight's energy surged into it, and at a certain moment, a huge knife shadow appeared in Qingchen's hand.
Tear and pull a few times.
Qingchen's figure collided with the wolves and was torn to pieces by the sharp claws. The remains of his clothes were flying, and there were a few blood marks on his arms and shoulders.
The marks left by the claws seemed to be engraved on his bones.
But when the figures of the two sides met each other...
The towering tree tilted to the side, the snow on the tree fell, and the crisp sound of branches breaking was heard on the ground, like the sound of firecrackers.
The wild wolf was cut into two parts by the shadow of the knife, and the hot wolf blood was splashed on the snow.
More than a dozen wild wolves were killed in one encounter.
The snow forest behind Qingchen collapsed with great force.
It was as if the boy had met the tide and the tide had disintegrated.
Qingchen felt that three or four wounds on his body were burning, and large areas of his skin were exposed to the cold air.
Blood continued to flow downwards along the wound.
The wound was hot at first and then numb.
But it still hurts in my bones.
The wolf claws actually contained nerve-depressing toxins.
After Qingchen ran past a big tree, he suddenly stood up and turned around. He tore off the tattered jacket on his upper body and threw it on the snow. He laughed loudly and said, "Come on!"
The hot blood on the boy's body was steaming in the cold weather.
At a certain moment, he felt like a dusty iron box covered in rust. When the life-and-death crisis came again, the iron box was reopened.
There is his original soul.
After coming to the other world, he was immersed in the warmth given by Li Shutong, Li Xiurui, and Shadow. The three of them were all trying to teach him things, but it was precisely because these three people were so dazzling that something that belonged to him was lost to him.
Cover it up.
It's like if there is an extremely bright person beside you, you can't help but imitate his actions, imitate his words, and yearn for his life.
But other people's lives are, after all, other people's.
At this moment, Qingchen found something that belonged to him.
The blazing blood beneath the cold sea of reason.
Qingchen's mind is extremely fast and he is also calm and objective.
But the more this happens, the more he understands his situation.
He is going to die.
So, if you only had the last two hours of your life, what would you do?
It is to stand and say to this shitty world, I am not afraid.
It is to stand facing the person who wants to hurt you and make the other person pay the price.
The last time he rode his bicycle in the autumn wind, he reported his father.
This time, he wanted to stand decently in the snow forest and fight until the last second.
Until he dies.
Facing the tough young man, the wolves hesitated for a moment.
They surrounded the young man, walked slowly among the woods, and slowly surrounded him.
The boy among the wolves took out a deck of cards from his trouser pocket, threw away the box, and kept cutting the remaining 53 cards in his hands, faster and faster.
The next second, the wolves rushed towards me.
But he saw the playing cards in the young man's hand flying out from his fingertips one by one like flying flowers.
The poker flying in the air was like a knife, making a sharp whistling sound in the air.
No wild wolf can escape the fate of death after being targeted by a poker. The poker is so sharp that after hitting the wolf's abdomen, it can actually cut off the wolf's ribs and then penetrate through its body.
And out.
Qingchen's fingers were steady and strong, without any trembling.
In just a few breaths, only the last joker was left among the 53 playing cards.
The colorful joker was held between his two fingers, which was particularly bright in the gray-white snow.
Beside him, fifty-two wild wolves were already lying on the ground struggling, unable to stand up again.
The picture is tragic and spectacular.
The remaining wild wolves continued to approach. They seemed not to be affected by the death of their companions, and carried out the hunting plan firmly and ferociously.
Qingchen did not eject the poker from his fingers, but kept it.
When the wild wolf pounced on him, Qingchen's body dwarfed slightly, and the extremely sharp poker between his fingers passed through the belly of the wolf above his head.
The wild wolf was already dead when it landed on the ground. The internal organs in its belly were all over the ground, and a foul smell was rising in the snow.
Another wild wolf pounced from behind Qingchen, but he saw that he seemed to have eyes behind him. He grabbed the hair on the wolf's neck and grabbed the hair on the wolf's neck with his other hand. He slashed at the wolf's neck with a playing card and pulled hard.
.
The wild wolf's head was cut off in half!
That joker is Qingchen's last weapon among the wolves.
I'm afraid no one in this world has ever seen such sharp playing cards.
At this time, someone outside the wolf pack suddenly laughed and said: "Why struggle so hard?"
Qingchen gasped and laughed: "You call this struggle?"
This is obviously the flame of will.
Life should be like a candle, always bright from the beginning to the end!
While talking, he once again fought with the wild wolf.
He didn't know who the people outside the wolf pack were or what they wanted to do, but none of that mattered now.
Gradually, the knight's energy was exhausted, and even the poker in his hand curled up like a blade, no longer so sharp.
A wild wolf rushed in front of Qingchen and bit him.
Qingchen waved his hand and passed the poker across the opponent's neck, but failed to cut the wolf's neck open.
Caught off guard, the wild wolf bit him on the arm.
No matter how hard Qingchen swung, he couldn't shake the opponent off.
There was a chuckle from outside the wolf pack.
Qingchen sneered. He no longer shook the wolf's mouth away, but fiercely held the wolf's head under his arm.
With a click, the hard spine of the wolf's neck was broken!
The wolf slowly let go of his mouth, revealing the bone-deep wound on Qingchen's forearm. The white bones and flesh were shocking.
Qingchen stood there holding the wild wolf and said with a smile: "Come on, what's the point of hiding outside the wolf pack?"
The people outside the wolf pack stopped talking, but the wolves attacked even more fiercely.
Qingchen's back was dripping with blood, and more than twenty wounds had rolled up the flesh.
Gradually, the nerve-paralyzing toxin accumulated more and more in his body.
Qingchen couldn't lift his bitten right arm, so he waved it with his left arm.
He couldn't exert any strength where his leg was bitten, so he half-knelt on the ground to defend himself.
People outside the wolf pack became increasingly silent.
If you only have two hours left in your life.
Don't say two hours, even if there are only two minutes or two seconds left.
You must also try your best to live.
In those years, when there was no living expenses, he would make money by himself.
No one cared about him, so he got used to being alone.
He has eaten leftovers from other people's tables, seen countless people's cold looks, and has lived step by step until now, all of which he has worked hard to earn.
Courage and bloodiness are the foundation of his life.
Heavy snow falls.
Qingchen half-knelt in the snow until there was no intact skin left on his body, until he could no longer lift his arms, until he finally closed his eyes in the snow.
very tired.
The boy wanted to close his eyes and take a nap.
Maybe when he wakes up, he will still be at home, and time travel is just a big dream.
The wolves stopped attacking and tearing apart. They slowly dispersed, making way for a path.
A middle-aged man slowly walked into the battlefield and looked at the young man kneeling on the ground without saying a word. The white snow and blood were thick. This might be the most heroic battle he had ever seen in his life, even if the young man in front of him was just
A C level.
No wonder the family asked him to take action personally.
He turned out to be such a difficult person.
No wonder the family wants to mobilize so much force against a C-level boy. If this young man is allowed to grow up, many people may not be able to sleep.
The middle-aged man suddenly said: "I know you have been pretending until now and want to give me the final blow. But you have to understand that the difference between A-level and C-level is the clouds in the sky and the clouds on the ground.
Mud. No matter how hard you try, it's all in vain. If the wolf dies, I can find a new one, but you only have one life. Remember my name, God Generation Yunhe, and we will be together for a long time.
"
At this moment, Qingchen suddenly opened his eyes, turned out a white card in his palm, and ejected it with the last of the knight's energy.
The middle-aged man was right. Even if Qingchen breathed his last, his tired look was just to let the enemy get closer and give him a chance to deliver a fatal blow.
There are 54 playing cards in a set, but there are 55 playing cards in a box, and there is a white card with manufacturing information printed on it.
Qingchen kept it because he hoped that the other party would forget that there was such a card when counting.
But as the middle-aged man said, the gap in strength between them is so big that no matter how hard Qingchen tries, it is impossible to use courage and wisdom to smooth the gap.
The poker flew to the front door of Jindai Yunhe, but he just flicked his fingers, and the moment his fingertips collided with the poker, the poker turned into powder.
The middle-aged man watched Qingchen completely fainting, and then said to Xue Lin behind him: "Come out, search him, check the forbidden objects on his body, and then leave here as soon as possible and go north. If the shadow comes back, everyone will