A.B.A.I: Mystery of Ghost Village

Ch. 102

Would Xiaoli also leave him?

Does he really need himself?

In a trance, someone sat next to him.

Xiaomei: "Don't give up."

"If the joker kills again tonight, we won't have a chance."

He's the one who didn't stand a chance.

Akbar wrapped his wound in the storage room, took out his own bread from the cupboard, and bit it. The pain here is very real. He took one analgesic tablet, but the effect of the drug was not yet present.

These few days Akbar barely eats, and almost all of his supplies are immobile. 

In addition to the chest and stomach that were injured in the duel, Akbar also felt pain in the back.

"Do you know now?"

"Just one more confirmation."

"Wait a minute," prevent Xiaomei, "The wound on your chest is a bit strange, I want to see again."

"What do you mean?"

"Why should I tell you?"

"It's not like this when you're outside, are you bluffing me?"

"Stupid, of course not." Xiaomei was a little upset.

Akbar didn't know what to say for a while. "Forget it."

"Then what? Do you think Xiaoli will come back?"

Thinking of the worst possibility, Akbar more like shaking twice, then stood up, "I know that."

"I know you don't know anything."

"I don't need it."

Akbar ran and slashed at the demons that blocked their path.

A sharp weapon stuck in the flesh and was revoked again.

Again and again, many times....

This fight was like a real beast.

Xiaomey ... He had seen too many amputated limbs and stumps, and this was not the first time he had entered the altar.

Not much of a good response. 

Wh why?

Just so cruel?

On Xiaoli's side had also been nearing the end of the fight.

"The duel is over" Xiaoli said out of breath.

From the verge of a duel, both of them were bleeding. Xiaoli's face was covered in wounds and blood, and now that she couldn't see with her blind eyes, she just felt bad.

With a fragile step, Xiaoli walked forward step by step, the bloody footprints step by step. He did not stop in front of his enemy.

He smelled a strong smell of blood and frowned.

Xiaoli suddenly extended her hand to her neck and grabbed it hard, almost using all her strength, trying to strangle her here!

Hahahaha—

The enemy in his hand laughed.

The most dangerous places are the safest.

Without a duel, time goes on.

Xiaoli thought, if this enemy dies, will Akbar be able to return to the real world?

He believed.

They were all smart people, so there was no need to talk much.

Akbar fell not far from the location of his battle. Xiaomei stood guard outside.

The events that occurred during the day were replayed in his mind, and the countless precise routes formed by the convergence of strategies continued to move forward.

He is far from his goal.

Three more days….

He was so calm that he could only hear his own heartbeat.

"Xiaoli ... Where are you?."

Dang!

"Want to attack secretly?"

The lively pulse in his hand was beating faster than his heart. "You're very sensitive. Very useful for keeping the danger."

Xiaomei smiled.

But this fellow was already quite abnormal, whether it was a real change of temperament or a strict disguise, it was not simple.

"What?!."

Xiaomei looked at him coldly, was silent for three seconds, then laughed.

"Nothing."