"Drowned you! Drowned you, Gothic spy!"

This cripple was like crazy. If Liu Ende hadn't lying on the shield and the belt tightly clamped on the shield with his left hand wouldn't have allowed him to sink. However, Liu Ende kept flooding, and he didn't know how to describe the Dihe River. He really drank a lot. Andrew hugged him tightly like a dog covered in armor. He drank the water himself and did not forget to suffer along with Liu Ende.

"Enough! You damn cripple!"

After being frustrated in the water for so long, Liu Ende finally couldn't stand it anymore. He roared and suddenly pulled out the sword! With a guy in his hand, he immediately raised his momentum, and with a guy, he had the courage. Liu Ende didn't say anything, swinging the sword directly on his shoulder, really responding to the fact that he was not as good as taking action directly. Andrew was so calm now. This guy, who was stubborn and brainless, really didn't dare to imagine whether his head would be useless after being a ghost for a long time! Fortunately, this guy is a person who knows the things in Liu Ende's hand, knowing that Liu Ende's hand is not easy to mess with. Now he is honest, and he holds his treasure's legion flag and refuses to let go.

"Listen, you damn cripple!"

Liu Ende put the sword on his shoulder, and the blade was trapped in the skin on his neck. As long as he was chasing like he had just made a fool of himself, he could not guarantee how much damage the blade could cause to this cripple, or to directly take his ghost life. Liu Ende was a little curious. You said that a person would kick his legs when he died, and a ghost would die. What would it look like? Liu Ende didn't know, and no one who was alive knew. At this moment, he wanted to try it.

Impulsively, Liu Ende quickly suppressed the evil thoughts in his heart. The two of them floated on the water surface, and followed the turbulent water flow all the way down, and soon arrived at the intersection of a river. Suddenly, the river flow suddenly shifted to the right, "Boom!" Liu Ende only felt that he had hit some hard object and felt dizzy. He finally came to his senses and looked at it carefully, "Huh? Where is this cripple man named Andrew? The sword blade pointed at in front of him was empty.

"No way, this guy let go, he sinks with his baby's flagpole."

It felt relaxed when I finally got rid of this burden. Liu Ende breathed a sigh of relief. As he was talking, he turned his head and saw a tree as thick as a coffin pounce towards me along the river at an astonishing speed.

"Damn it, it's broken!"

Seeing the huge wood getting closer and closer along the river, Liu Ende was panicked and hurriedly used the sword on his right hand to make a paddle to try to speed up his drifting speed or change himself to another direction. However, facing this wide and turbulent river, he was like a weak leaf floating on the water surface, and there was no room for autonomy on the river surface. Seeing the huge wood drifting closer and closer, a sense of despair in his heart arose.

I never expected that I would escape from the mouth of a wild dog and save a cripple. At this moment, the cripple was lost (the metal chain mail in such a swimming master would sink into the river and not come up). I don’t know where I died. If this wood hits me now, Liu Ende will almost die with the stinky cripple.

"Liu Ende, Liu Ende, I pity you, you have never been favored by God in life, and you are also uncomfortable if you become a ghost!"

He smiled bitterly, but that's fine. Anyway, they are all ghosts, and they all died once. He thought so, and couldn't help but close his eyes and wait for the wood to smash his head. Now Liu Ende's head was thinking about what the next level of hell would look like. He didn't know if he could be reincarnated. It must be a mediocre act and an equal sin, otherwise he wouldn't go to hell.

Thinking of this, Liu Ende suddenly felt that his shoulder was suddenly lifted. Such a huge force quickly made Liu Ende's upper half be lifted up and hung in the air. He opened his eyes and saw the wood passing by his side just now. A crisis was over. Liu Ende couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Now it seemed that he was in danger. Looking back, he wanted to see who saved him and thank him together. He never thought that he would see the declining appearance of Andrew, the cripple, was thrown away. All he left was vigilance. He thought that this guy would not have any bad intentions, but was afraid that this guy would recognize him.

It was a tragic story, like the minds in martial arts novels, he would not give up if he didn't die. Andrew didn't say anything, but just put Liu Ende on the wood. Because the wound on his abdomen was not treated, Liu Ende sat up hard to highlight: Unexpectedly, this guy went to find a driftwood by himself. Until now, he sat face to face with me at both ends of the driftwood. He held the legion flag decorated with gold tightly. I don't know if he really liked the flag or wanted to covet the big and small gold on it. Liu Ende held the shield and the iron sword. The two looked at each other without saying a word, staring at each other alertly:.

There are more and more driftwood around it, and it seems that they are drifting downstream. It seems that some place downstream will collect these driftwood, but it is not here.

"Hey, I said."

Liu Ende tried to break the silence until Andrew blinked, as if showing Liu Ende that he was listening, so there was nothing to be restrained. Liu Ende cleared his throat and continued, "I still have to thank you very much. If it weren't for you, I might have..."

"You don't have to thank me," Andrew directly rejected Liu Ende's thanks. He only heard him say: "I think it's much less physical and mental power that you need to save me from the mouth of a wild dog. But if one life is exchanged for another, we will be even."

Damn, it turned out that I was counting on paying off the life-saving grace so easily and easily. Liu Ende was increasingly unable to understand the work of this Roman ghost. Liu Ende shrugged helplessly. Forget it, no matter what this guy said, it was all right. After all, in his opinion, he had paid off all his owes. After a period of soaking water, he was now out of the water and let the cold wind on the river blew. Liu Ende couldn't help but tremble all over, his head was dizzy, and the pain in his stomach did not drop in half. Dark red blood was flowing out of the gap of the chain mail sealed by the cloth strip, the pain that made people spasm.

I was so painful that I was in pain as if my legs were about to explode. Liu Ende even complained about Andrew's reason for saving him. This was more comfortable to give him a happy life than to suffer when he sat on this wood. But the more I thought about it, the more painful Liu Ende's head hurts. He stretched out his hand to touch his forehead. It was so hot that he felt that he could cook an egg. Maybe it was a wound. He was watching this driftwood go down the river and it seemed that the river was gone. It seemed that the river had no end. But if he continued like this, he didn't know how long he could last. This was a bit of knowledge. He knew that being a ghost in the underworld would have a pain of life and death.

"Hey, how are you?"
Chapter completed!