Chapter 28

At this time, Liu Hao didn't know what kind of taste it was.

After being caught here by the wolf demon spider for two days, God knows what he has experienced.

Watching countless people burst and die, broken into several sections, but no blood flows out, and his body is full of tubular round holes, he has even simulated his own death scenes countless times in his mind.

But how could he think that before he died, he saw Zhao Sheng's feat of putting himself into a dying state in order to save Xiao Laner and the dying him!

Silently took the black soul knife in Zhao Sheng's hand, cut the skin of his arm, and then put the wound on Zhao Sheng's lip.

"Brother Sheng, drink, you can't die, you can't die, you absolutely can't die."

"Liu Hao! Aren't you dying?" Xiao Laner was shocked for a moment when she saw Liu Hao's action.

"My fate has been decided. Death is a matter of time, but my brother is different! But he can do that. Why can't I?" Liu Hao said with a straight face.

"Cough..." a cough suddenly came out of Zhao Sheng's mouth.

"Oh, brother Sheng! How are you?" Xiao Laner was a little flustered. There were hundreds of wolf demon spiders around before, and they all disappeared in a moment. How can Xiao Laner not be flustered.

"Thank you, brother." Zhao Sheng didn't answer Xiao Laner's words, but first said to Liu Hao who wound his arm with a strip of clothes.

For his own situation, Zhao Sheng naturally knows very well. The wound on his wrist looks ferocious, but in fact, it's not much.

It was just beyond Zhao Sheng's expectation that after a large amount of blood loss, what bothered Zhao Sheng most was not blood loss and dizziness, but the feeling of incomparable thirst.

Fortunately, Liu Hao's crooked attitude temporarily alleviated Zhao Sheng's thirst crisis.

"Brother Sheng, what happened just now and why those monsters have disappeared."

Liu Hao's body trembled for those wolf demon spiders that left a deep memory in his memory.

He can face the crisis calmly. After all, it's just a matter of time.

But when the crisis passed and death would still come soon, Liu Hao began to become flustered.

"Because..." Zhao Sheng spent about one thousandth of a second thinking about whether to tell them about the demon smelting pot.

But in the end, he decided not to tell them about the artifact.

Every man is innocent. Why was Zhao Sheng killed in his previous life? Is it really like those so-called decent people say to contact the demon clan? Killing civilians?

Bullshit, it's all because of the mysterious formula he has.

But now that we have decided to hide it, what kind of reason should we use? After all, the power of the demon smelting pot was actually displayed.

Suddenly, his mind flashed.

"This is my adoptive father's magic weapon... Unexpectedly..." Zhao Sheng's expression was very painful, as if this demon smelting pot really belonged to Zhao Qing before. That is, there are no Oscar winners in the mainland. Otherwise, Zhao Sheng will definitely monopolize this award.

However, leaving aside the acting skills, there are enough reasons to be convincing.

what? Do you believe it? Then ask Zhao Qing.

"Uncle Zhao's magic weapon? So, uncle Zhao really..." Xiao Laner covered her mouth with her right hand and looked surprised.

"So it is. Brother, don't be sad. Uncle would be very happy if he could see you now." Liu Hao covered his extremely painful abdomen with his left hand and patted Zhao Sheng's shoulder with his right hand.

"I'm fine..." Zhao Sheng said "pretending to be strong", with an obvious "Sadness" on his face.

Perhaps he felt that he would be seen through sooner or later, or that Liu Hao's situation was not optimistic. Zhao Sheng stopped his acting skills and cared about Liu Hao's injury.

"Day, day, your body."

"I..." Liu Hao looked at Zhao Sheng and smiled bitterly.

"I've been caught here for two days, and their ending should be my ending. Alas. Brother, I'm not reconciled. I'm only 19 years old, I haven't caught up with Xiaowen, I haven't joined the immortal gate, I haven't... I still have so many things I want to do but haven't done. And the most important thing... I think I can save it... I really don't want to die, but..."

Liu Hao slowly sat on an open space outside the lotus root pit with a lonely face.

The atmosphere suddenly solidified. The three men, like withered trees, sat not far from the lotus root pit.

I don't know when a "human lotus root" in the human lotus root pit began to smile on his face.

"Thank you... Thank you." then he closed his eyes and died.

Maybe the reason why he said thank you is that he didn't watch his body break into sections so painfully?

Unfortunately, soon, those demon spiders in his body stirred again, and his skin began to stir up.

Time, the rapid passage of time. All three seem to have their own thoughts.

But in the end, Zhao Sheng broke the silence and asked, "Sun Tian, do you believe me?"

Do you believe it? It seems that Liu Hao, who has begun to wait for death, looks at Zhao Sheng with a puzzled face.

"Brother Sheng, at this time, can you cheat me or what? I don't believe it." Liu Hao was still smiling.

This smiling appearance was originally that he wanted to comfort Zhao Sheng and Xiao Laner, who were a little heavy hearted. However, his lonely smile can't help but make people's nose and hair sour.

"I have a way. It's dangerous. I'm not sure, but if it succeeds, it can at least make you live longer. I just don't know if you dare to try." at this moment, Zhao Sheng, who is Yi Rong's middle-aged man, has a very solemn expression.

"Are you really my brother... How did you... Become like this last week..." Liu Hao's pain all over obviously intensified, making his words start to become a little intermittent.

However, even though Liu Hao's body has become weaker and weaker, when he said last week, Zhao Sheng still directly covered Liu Hao's mouth.

"I'm not me, who else can I be?" Zhao Sheng covered Liu Hao's mouth with his left hand and tore away the things used to change his face with his right hand.

"Well." Liu Hao shook his face and got rid of the control of Zhao Sheng's big hand: "I don't mean that, I just, er, that." Liu Hao was a little short of words. He knew what he wanted to say, but he just couldn't say it: "anyway, I believe you."

Believe you, very simple three words. These three words are exactly what Zhao Sheng wants.