At the last moment, Locke saw the clouds on the top of the mountain, the abyss below the mountain, and the icy edge behind him, the scarlet armor man with sharp eyes.

At the next moment, Locke saw a few clumps of trees between the cliffs, but Locke descended too fast and couldn’t catch it. He could only leave his hand out as a pity, although he couldn’t open his eyes because of the strong wind. Locke still looked down firmly, he was ready to face death. A dark green pond? Before Locke’s brain could react, “Bang!” Under the huge impact, Locke lost consciousness.

I don’t know how long time has passed. Locke seems to have reached a dark place. He doesn’t remember how he got there, he doesn’t know where it is. Even Locke has forgotten who he is. Locke walked, ran, looked around, and looked at blankly, like a magic puppet without thinking, mechanically doing some behavior that he didn’t understand.

Maybe the whole life passed like this? Locke, who was in numbness, suddenly had a thought, followed by a burst of pain, which made the numb Locke awake a little, and it hurt more and more. Finally, this dark place seemed to have opened a skylight, and light came through.

When Locke woke up, the first thing that caught his eye was a huge and vague pliers. After shaking his head to make himself sober a lot, a strange-looking creature with prominent eyes, 8 legs, walking unhindered road was a gray creature standing. In front of the bridge of his nose, the strange creature was using the larger of its long and short pliers to clamp Locke’s arm tightly. After returning to consciousness, Locke finally knew where the pain came from.

This strange-looking Little Brat, not big and palm-size, had a lot of strength. It broke Locke’s arm, causing the wounded Locke to have another wound on his arm. Yes, Locke’s condition is very poor at this time, from head to toe, there is no good place, there are scratches and bruises everywhere, and his chest is full of breath.

Locke dragged down the strange creature that was still tightly clamped on his left arm with his right hand. The moment the biological forceps left Locke’s arm, a faint blood arrow spouted from Locke’s arm again.

“Made!” Locke cursed, holding the creature fiercely in his right hand and smashing it against a nearby stone.

The shell of this guy was quite hard. After colliding with the sharp stone edges, only a white mark appeared on the back shell of the strange creature.

Seeing this guy continue to baring fangs and brandishing claws, Locke became angry, “Bang! Bang! Bang!” For some unknown number of times, the back shell of the strange creature finally shattered, and white flesh and yellow slurry flowed out of its body. , Locke watched this guy spread his eight claws, and finally there was no movement, and he threw it on the ground next to him.

Locke came back to his senses, observing all around. This is a small dark green lake, surrounded by a shallow white sandy beach. Except for the thing Locke just killed, there is no living thing. Right above the lake is a mountain wall, which is so high that you can’t see the head. The other direction is jungle, very quiet in the lush forest.

who am I? Locke thought. Locke? Yes, my name is Locke. Why am i here? Scarlet armor man, Carl Uncle with broken arm, blood red leather armor soldier who was stabbed through the throat, Dahl and Klein who died, Sauron who escaped, and finally the cliff of the abyss of ten thousand zhang. . . . . . All these scenes slipped through Locke’s mind, and he finally remembered everything.

The violent smash on the strange creature just now made Locke feel like she fell apart, sore and unbearable. Locke took a look at his condition. The large and small wounds all over his body were countless. The flesh and blood were rolling and bloodstained all over his body. It looked scary. The most serious one should be the chest. It may be that I hit this lake when I fell. The chest suffered most of the impact. A feeling of tightness made Locke even more uncomfortable, as if he was about to die immediately. .

The half-length armor had fallen apart, leaving only a few pieces of iron still hanging on his body, showing its past existence. Locke’s long sword is no longer on the waist, I don’t know where it fell. The clothes and trousers were scratched to varying degrees, like a pile of cloth hanging on Locke.

Locke had just stood up, still not standing still, severe pain came from all over, almost somersaulting, blood slowly oozing out of the wounds all over his body.

Even if he is still alive now, he probably won’t live long, Locke thought.

A white silhouette on the lake not far away appeared at the corner of Locke’s eyes. Locke turned his head and took a look. He had forgotten how to forget the Princess. But no, the white silhouette on the lake is Angelina who fell off the cliff with him. She is floating quietly on the lake at this time.

Locke, who has long been a civilian and a low-level non-commissioned officer, had his first reaction to rescue her. This is Princess, the daughter of their great Faustin King Your Majesty.

Locke has always been fishing and catching shrimps in the river by the village since she was young. She was still aware of the water, dragging her tired and sore body, Locke jumped into the water with a plop and swam towards Angelina’s location.

What kind of water is this? Originally, the physical pain was still within the range Locke could bear. Once the water entered, irritation, soreness and various touches came from Locke’s wound, like a salt on the wound, and the painful Locke almost fainted. Some lake water entered Locke’s mouth during the tour, and Locke finally knew why. The water in this lake was all salt water.

After swimming near Angelina, Locke grabbed Angelina with one hand and thumped desperately with the other, swimming towards the shore.

Finally on the shore, Locke dragged Angelina to the side, and then instantly fell onto the sand as if she fell apart, panting roughly.

It should be noon at this time, and the sun shines on Locke’s face through the gap between the trees. Locke licked his shriveled lips. He was thirsty and hungry right now, and he had just poured a mouthful of salty lake water, making Locke’s throat very uncomfortable, as if a piece of iron was stuck in it.

Looking around all around, there is no living thing at all, stuff fills his stomach from nowhere. Locke fell on his back, spreading all four limbs, ready to welcome death. There is no water or food in this place, and he is injured all over, without a trace of strength, it is simply a desperate situation.

Locke was in a calm mood at this time, because he felt that he should have died long ago. When the scarlet armor man was chasing him, when he jumped off the cliff, he should have died. The sun shines on Locke’s face through the light spots of the woods, and Locke’s expression at this time is calm.

wrong! Locke seemed to remember something. When he was exhausted, he sat up alive again and looked towards the strange creature he had just killed. The broken carapace and the white flesh are yellow pulp, which is so alluring in Locke’s eyes.

Locke struggled to stand up, hobbled over, grabbed the body of the ash-gray strange creature, and walked back. After sitting down next to Angelina, Locke licked his lips, and the impatient put his mouth on the carapace in his hand, first took a bite of the white meat, which was tender and tender, and licked the yellow juice around the carapace. , The taste is a bit astringent, but Locke doesn’t care at all, even the astringent yellow water gives Locke a feeling of drinking sweet springs. Slap a bit bigger meat, so Locke fought a battle to eat a luxurious meal.

As for whether this food can be eaten, whether it is poisonous, already not in Locke is within the consideration. As a soldier these years, he has not eaten anything, that is, centipede and spiders. He has roasted them, and even has some experience in eating this kind of insect.

The meat and water contributed by the ash-gray strange creature are very limited. After the initial tasting, Locke ate most of it in 2 bites. Just before he was about to dry the remaining part in one breath, Locke saw Angelie who was unconscious next to him. Na.

This seems to be a Princess, Locke thought. I don’t know if this place can survive, and what about that many, a single thought came, and Locke hesitated whether to share the food in her hands.

Angelina was lying quietly next to Locke at this time. After being cleaned by the lake, Angelina’s white face was shown in front of Locke, and her clothes were soaked in water, revealing a curvaceous figure, like a quiet angel.

Locke frowned, still stretched the leftover food in his hand to Angelina’s mouth, his heart softened.

Because Angelina was still in a coma, the feeding process was very difficult. A lot of meat was stuck between Angelina’s teeth and was not swallowed by her. Fortunately, there was still some juice, Angelina in a coma seemed to feel it too. The importance of this water, the body naturally drank the yellow pulp contributed by the strange creature, and even the white meat in her mouth was swallowed by her.

As for whether the yellow pulp was the brain pulp or blood of the creature, Locke didn’t care, and Angelina who was in a coma certainly didn’t know. What embarrassed Locke was that Angelina might be too thirsty. After drinking the juice in the carapace, her tongue kept up, sucking on Locke’s fingers holding the carapace, and sucking in the remaining water on Locke’s fingers. In the mouth.

Locke made a big blush, and hurriedly took his finger out of Angelina’s mouth, “Boom”, the sound of the withdrawal made Locke’s heart sway.

After throwing away those messy thoughts in his heart, Locke threw away the carapace in his hand. The ash-gray strange creature, except for a thin carapace that could prove its existence, the rest entered the mouth of Locke and Angelina. Locke was not picky eaters. He swallowed everything except the hard carapace, including the cartilage and internal organs. If it wasn’t for Locke’s strength that hadn’t recovered, and that strange creature’s pliers were hard, he would want to open the pliers that broke his skin and the other pliers that were different in size to see if there was anything in it.

After a short break, the flesh of the thing was probably digested, and Locke finally had a trace of strength. Since he was not dead, he had to fight to survive, Locke thought. There is only one strange creature with this kind of ash-gray carapace in this place. This thing has so many legs, it should like to live in dark places like centipede and spiders.

Locke stood up and walked to the stone closest to him. There was a blank space in the vicinity of sand, and there was no shadow at all. He felt that there should be surprises under the stone.

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