Chapter 1144: death

"Don't worry, I am here."
Faced with Miao Piao's pleading, Feng Yun immediately responded, and while speaking, he accelerated the pace of advancement.
To be honest, Fengyun really did not think that the physical condition of the witches and leaders of the floating water tribe would deteriorate to this point.
At first, when he saw them fighting with the leader of the invading enemy, although the state seemed not good, he never expected that they were on the verge of death just a few days later.
As for their current physical condition, Feng Yun believed that he still had a relatively accurate understanding, not to mention that he had studied medicine before, just judging from their complexion, there would not be much difference.
Feng Yun arrived at the side of the Wushui and the leader of the Floating Water Tribe. Wushui's eyes showed a gleam of light, and his lips moved as if to say something, but it was a pity that he only made a very low voice and was vague.
Even if Fengyun raised his ears, he still couldn't understand what he was talking about.
Feng Yun looked at Wu, then at Miao Piao, and decided that it was better to tell the truth. If he broke things up because he didn't know how to pretend to understand, he would be guilty.
Of course, Feng Yun decided to tell the truth, and there was another consideration, that is, he thought of the treasures he had always cared about.
If Wu had already told Miao Piao about the treasure, it would be fine. If he had not told him, this would be his last chance to tell him.
If because he didn't tell the truth, let Miao Piao lose the opportunity to know the secret, not only would it be unfair to Miao Piao, but it would also make him completely lose the possibility of obtaining the treasure, which he would not want to see anyway.
"Witch, I'm sorry, I didn't understand what you were talking about."
Feng Yun tried his best to tell the truth in a relatively balanced tone.
"What? Benefactor, don't you understand?"
Intersecting with Wu, Miao Piao seemed even more anxious. Before Feng Yun's words fell, he almost jumped up.
"Sorry, I really didn't understand."
"How can this be done? How can this be done? How can this be..."
Miao Piao was anxiously like an ant on a hot pot, she didn't know what to say, she just kept talking.
Feng Yun didn’t pay attention to him, at least not all of it was on him. He was watching the witch and found that his face also showed an anxious color. Obviously his mind was not confused yet, and he understood him. What are you talking about.
At the same time, he heard the sound from his throat louder and clearer, which made Fengyun's hearing environment improved, but it was of no use.
The so-called improvement is only that Fengyun has clearly heard the individual characters in the witch pronunciation, and there are even guesses and guesses. It is still a thousand miles away from hearing what he said.
Facing Wu with a look of inquiry and expectation, Feng Yun shook his head despite being reluctant.
Wu's body trembled suddenly, and the light in his eyes began to dim.
"not good."
Feng Yun's heart sank immediately, because his extraordinary five senses told him that Wu's vision had become dimmed, not only because of disappointment, but also because his physical condition was constantly deteriorating.
According to his inference, if there were no accidents, Wu wouldn't die immediately, but once he missed this opportunity, let alone obtain information about the treasure from him, it is hard to say whether he can keep his consciousness sober.
"Before he loses consciousness, he must figure out what he wants to say."
Feng Yun made a decision in his heart, but how to figure out what Wu was talking about caused him a headache.
Suddenly, when his gaze swept over Miao Piao, who was still there babbling, his eyes lit up and he immediately said to him: "Hurry up and tell him that your ears are close to Wu's mouth. Listen carefully. You must listen carefully. This is Your last chance to figure out what he is talking about."
"What? Benefactor, what did you say?"
Miao Piao seemed to be distracted, raised his head and looked at him with a confused look, with a dazed expression on his face.
"Hurry up..."
Feng Yun did not blame him, but said what he had just said to him again at a very fast speed.
"let me try."
After hearing Feng Yun's words clearly, Miao Piao expressed obedience to his proposal.
"Not to try, but to listen clearly."
After all, in order to increase the chance of success, he turned his head to look at Wu and said loudly: "Wu, you are familiar with Miao Piao, I will let him listen to what you said. It's better to have a louder and clearer voice."
Hearing Fengyun's words, Wu's eyes, which had been dimmed a lot, suddenly lit up again, as if he felt that Fengyun's handling was correct. Then when Miao Piao's ears leaned towards him, the sound was much louder and clearer. A lot.
Fengyun can not only hear many words clearly, but also some simple sentences.
Feng Yun's heart was relieved, knowing that he did it right.
At this point, Miao Piao, who lives in a tribe with Wu, should be able to hear what he said clearly.
Facts also prove that Fengyun's speculation is correct.
When there was no more noise in Wu's throat, Miao Piao nodded heavily at him, and said, "Wu, don't worry. I've heard everything you say. I will tell everything. Benefactor's."
A gratified smile appeared on Wu's face, but soon his eyes dimmed again, and a closer look would reveal that his tarnished eyeballs looked dull, and they seemed to stop moving.
"Witch, Wu, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me. Wu, Wu..."
Miao Piao, who was holding Wu's hand, suddenly yelled. His voice was full of trepidation. While yelling, he was about to shake Wu's body, almost crying.
Fengyun's detective grabbed Miao Piao's shoulder and prevented him from shaking Wu's body. At the same time, he persuaded him: "Don't disturb Wu any more. Let him stay quietly for a while."
"me……"
"The witch is dead. Let him go more peacefully."
Feng Yun looked at Wu's almost completely frozen eyes, and knew that he was completely dead. At this time, even if he had not completely died, he still stepped into the ghost gate with one leg.
"Witch, witch..."
Feng Yun's judgment on Wu was correct, and Miao Piao soon began to cry.
Intersecting Yu Fengyun and judging by his looks, Miao Piao obviously needs to have a more detailed and accurate understanding of Wu's situation. As for the reason, it is very simple. His hand is holding Wu's arm.
Through this kind of close contact, he got to know the situation of witches more easily and more accurately.
"Ugh."
Looking at the witch who had lost the signs of his life, Feng Yun couldn't help sighing in his heart, but his eyes didn't stay on him any more, but quickly looked at another person.
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