A row of bone blades pierced into Zheng's chest and both arms, he yelled in pain, spit out a mouthful of blood, and let go of the black winged demon.
Leaning back, it hit Zaochun and rolled to the ground again.
Zheng quickly repaired the internal bleeding. Regardless of the chest injury, he rolled over and grabbed the hanging basket tightly, desperately cutting the remaining vine ropes.
It's just that they put a lot of crystals in their pockets in early spring and sensed that the hanging basket vines of the crystals are tougher than the vine ropes above them.
Zheng grabbed the rattan basket with one hand and cut it desperately with the other. He was riding on the rattan basket wrapped in early spring.
Kneeling on the ground with two calves being rubbed against the ground by the running black-winged demon, it was also excruciatingly painful.
After Zheng barely cut one, he felt a sudden shock, and the whole person leaned back again. Fortunately, he had trained agility recently, so he forcibly straightened his body and hugged Zaochun's rattan basket.
This black-winged demon has already taken off. It seems that Zheng thought too much before, and Zheng and Zaochun can fly with a black-winged demon.
The black-winged demon rose extremely fast, constantly cutting the branches blocking the way and the prisoner shadow vines that were catching up.
Those extremely thick broken branches kept hitting Zheng's body, and his head was already covered in blood, whether it was smashed or scratched by the branches.
He didn't even bother to wipe it, the blood still flowed from the neck to the early spring who was trapped in the hanging basket, and he stubbornly cut the vines.
Originally, he had to grab the vine with one hand to fix his body, and cut the vine that was still extremely strong and could not be fixed while hanging.
Numerous severed Prisoner Shadow Vine also fell on Zheng's body, and they immediately hung on Zheng's body with suction cups and barbs, continuously infusing him with paralyzing toxins, Zheng's hands became more and more stiff, and they had already They all flew away from the canopy.
Seeing that the Black Winged Demons were about to rush to the top of Izumo Peak, where there was less vegetation, Zheng saw that they were already about ten feet below the nearest ground, and it was still a side distance away. .
Zheng didn't dare to cut the vines at this time, but secretly prayed not to cut them off. Really afraid of something, Zheng felt his body drop suddenly, and looked up to see that the hapless black-winged demon was also covered with prison shadow vines.
At the moment, it was paralyzed and flew crookedly like drunk, and it was in a constant tendency to fall.
It kept agitating the bone blade to cut the prison shadow vine on its back into pieces, and then turned and spun in the air to shake off the prison shadow vine fragments.
It's just that this operation not only caused only one vine that was hanging on his body to connect to the hanging basket to be broken immediately, but Zheng and Early Spring who were hanging below him after circling repeatedly like this were even more dizzy.
Zheng tried his best to stabilize his mind, and controlled the black-winged demon with the dim light again. His body has been gradually paralyzed, and he has lost a lot of blood. Not only is it difficult for him to concentrate under such shaking, but it is also difficult for him to control the stiff and crazy Black Winged Demon.
He gritted his teeth, gave up on grabbing the vines, and directly inserted his hand into the vine basket, and the prison shadow vine on his body immediately tied him and the hanging basket tightly so that he didn't have to hold on to the hanging basket again up.
Under such pressure, the wound on his arm bled out at an accelerated rate, and all of it was stained on Early Spring's body.
"Zaochun, if you want to live, I may have to go first. I can't protect you in the future." He looked at the early spring with a gradually puzzled expression, and silently closed his eyes.
He didn't repair his wounds and used all the dim light to control the black winged demon, forcing the black winged demon to stick out a big tree growing obliquely from the cliff and fly away.
Sure enough, the black winged demon flew there, and the hanging basket got stuck on the branch of the tree. Zheng instantly gave up the control of the black winged demon and let it fly by itself. The black winged demon swooped down and broke the last vine.
Zheng's eyes were already stained red with blood, and he was so paralyzed that he could hardly move. Stuck on the mountainside, he could still feel the strong wind blowing from the mountain only on his face.
Covered in blood, he touched Zaochun's face with his still moving fingers. He pressed her nose again, "Hehe, I've wanted to press it for a long time." His consciousness gradually became blurred.
I don't know how long it took before Zheng woke up, but his limbs had no strength at all, as if they didn't exist. He rolled his eyes and looked around.
"He's awake! Wake up, Jingyuan, he's awake." The first thing that caught his blurred eyes was early spring, followed by Jingyuan whose hair was cut even more messily.
"Is everyone dead? Hehe, we are counted as being together." Zheng spoke with difficulty, his mouth and throat didn't seem to be his own, and he couldn't control it at all.
? Haven't heard anyone reply yet, and then there was a cool breeze.??Embracing early spring, but early spring keeps pushing him.
He was not as strong as early spring, so he could only pretend to be pushed and coughed a few times, and early spring stopped, otherwise he would really be pushed down the mountain.
"Okay, okay, stop crying, it's okay, am I okay?
Everyone is fine, everything is fine. "Zheng coaxed early spring.
He has indeed never seen early spring cry so hard, he always feels that early spring is a little different, he has become coquettish.
"I took our child in the dream and had a good time. But you suddenly became a bloody person. You bled so much that I couldn't wipe it off or stop it.
I was so scared, there was so much blood, and the smell of blood surrounded me, and there was no illusion. I remember, I really remember every time you got hurt.
Every time I stood in front of me dripping with blood, I knew it was your smell as soon as I smelled the blood, and I woke up immediately. You are so close to me, I look at you, I feel like you are going to die, I call you, but you don't agree