Chapter 733

Junzhimu doesn't feel regret for dying like this. He doesn't regret what he chose or did. It's good that he and she can die together. It's not that junzhimu's personal will is negative, but that he doesn't even have the strength to speak at this time. He slowly closes his eyes, hoping that his hand can hold her tightly all the time.

There was no one to speak.

Lucy and the old ghost, they also seem to be quietly waiting to die.

Compared with their body consumption, Qiao bao'er's mental state is very good. She nests in the arms of Jun Zhimu, and her mood gradually calms down. The more determined her will is, the weaker the clamor voice in her mind will be.

She felt the unusual coldness of junzhimu's skin and raised her head. Then she noticed his weak and pale face.

This let Qiao Baoer suddenly startled General, backhand clenched him, "what's the matter with you?"

"Jun Zhi mu, are you uncomfortable? What's wrong with you?"

She has no memory of what happened before. As soon as she wakes up, she is coldly questioned by Eliza. Qiao Baoer comes back to her senses and suddenly realizes that all of them are trapped in a very dangerous environment at this time.

Jun Zhimu opened his eyes and looked at her. I don't know if he was under the illusion. At this moment, he felt that his whole body's cellular function was a little bit energetic, and his chest was not so stuffy.

Because it was dark all around, he couldn't see clearly. He reached out and touched himself. The bloody wound on his body healed, and even the skin of his palm scalded a long time ago became smooth.

Jun Zhimu's spirit was boosted.

He immediately remembered that Qiao bao'er, who was holding the scepter, was able to pick up a dead branch and gradually sprout and bloom.

Junzhimu is sure that his wounds are healed, which is both exciting and incredible.

Without waiting for him to speak, samba's cry came from the other end.

Savages cry, too.

Samba is a big man with much stronger physical ability than ordinary people, but his mother, the head of savage clan, can't endure such a toss. Samba kneels down in front of the head of savage clan and weeps.

It was so quiet around that Samba's cry was so abrupt that it got into each of them's ears.

The savage clan leader can't bear to die.

Samba lay his mother flat and tidy, just like filial piety to the elders, kneeling in good order, just like the ritual of their savage sacrifice.

Lucy and the old ghost although they can't see, but also feel the sad.

Lucy is not in the mood to sympathize with others. Anyway, all of them have to die. Those who die early still have people behind to cry. Who else will cry when it's their turn to die.

Inexplicably feel very ridicule, we have no sense of death.

Lucy, lie down, find a comfortable place and rest in peace.

Jun Zhi Mu took Qiao bao'er and wanted to ask something, but Qiao bao'er got up and insisted on going to samba. Qiao bao'er had normal vision in the dark cave, but her vision was dim. She knew that what they were experiencing at this moment was related to her.

"Cub, my mother is dead."

Samba has a simple mind, and he is also emotional. He is very sad and kneels in front of the body of the savage patriarch.

When Qiao bao'er heard what he said, he choked and knelt beside him.

Qiao bao'er knows that Samba has been abandoned and exiled by the patriarch. Samba has been growing up on his own. Samba is alienated from the savage patriarch, but he still cares. After all, he is his mother.

The old ghost and crab found a good place, quietly waiting to die, listening to the sound of samba's crying, can not help but a little more sympathy. Samba, a savage with a simple mind and developed limbs, is likely to survive to the end, ah, die at the end.

They are really dying too early in this situation.

Qiao bao'er, learning from the farewell ceremony of samba savage, reached out and touched the dead man's forehead.

Qiao bao'er didn't notice that the savage patriarch's fingers moved. When the savage patriarch's right hand clenched Samba's big fist, samba was stunned.

On the other hand, junzhimu's body feels that a warm current has been injected into it. When he has the strength to act, he climbs to Eliza's side by feeling.

"You let the giant snake go down. It takes a lot of effort to go up. The soil will be more soft when it goes down. There is a pool of water under it. All of us have a chance to get out of here..."

Junzhimu has already felt that Eliza and Naga, the snake god, live and die together. They have the same consciousness and perception. Eliza can control the giant snake and grab a ray of life for them.

This is the only way you can think of to live.

But at this time, Eliza, like a wooden man, ignored him. Her face was numb, desperate and silent.

Her son Raphael's original body was buried in the soil and could not be found. In front of him, the son with a strange body was breathing weakly and was about to leave.

Eliza was devastated.

She knew that her son had done a lot in order to do it. Eliza had lived for thousands of years, and no one was in debt. The only debt was her wrong love, and she gave birth to this child on impulse.

On the other side, the leader of Augustus also knew that his death was coming. His chest was penetrated by a branch, not to mention he fell heavily in such a place, and his breathing became more and more uncomfortable. However, he was not reconciled. His ferocious face turned to look in the direction of Eliza and roared her name.

"Eliza..." the leader yelled hoarsely, longing for her to come and see him for the last time.

He is old, but his love Lisa is still so young and moving, how can he accept it.

The leader felt that it was not his fault that he hurt her. He still loved her. He never betrayed their love.

Eliza didn't pay attention to the man who hurt her. At this time, she just wanted to stay by her son's side quietly. At the last moment when Rafael died, she was too failed as a mother. She didn't protect her child well.

She heard the idea put forward by junzhimu just now, and asked Naga to make the last effort to drill down. The pool below might really give them a chance of life, but Eliza didn't want to. Since her son died, it would be a good ending for everyone and everything to be buried here.

A voice of disbelief and eagerness disturbed Eliza's thinking“ My mother is alive! " Samba roared with excitement.

Lucy, they are confused because of low oxygen at this moment, so they know what Samba is shouting. She is full of complaints. Now she just wants to die peacefully, so that this headless savage can't make such a noise.

Eliza can understand Samba's aboriginal language at once.

Eliza's expression was greatly shocked. She immediately turned to samba and looked at the dead old savage patriarch. At this time, she got up and sat up alive, and looked good.

Eliza knew thousands of years ago that her master has the ability to control life and death. Her master's anger can even make everything wither, but also make everything vigorous.

"... I beg you to save my son."

Eliza excitedly and tremblingly climbed up to Qiao bao'er's side, constantly kowtowing and humbly pleading.

"You bring my son Raphael back to life, and I can do whatever you want."

Qiao bao'er was stunned and looked down at her hands. She also felt incredible.

At this time, abandoned in the corner of the scepter, the head of the scepter Ruby faint red light. One third of the scepter has been removed, and it still has incredible power.

The voice in Qiao bao'er's mind is crying wildly. Suddenly, she understands that as long as she can control her mind and suppress the voice, she can do anything.