Ten minutes later, a white dress and blonde hair suddenly appeared on the other side of the island, and soon a black hair appeared. Two figures slowly swam to the beach. This was the sand, and the two walked to the beach.

It was the saint who jumped into the sea to look for Li Yifei, and Li Yifei who was carried by Satan into the sea and disappeared for nearly twenty minutes. At this time, his body was half-naked, with many bruises on his upper body, one arm drooped, as if it had been broken, there were many bruises on his face, and there seemed to be a bite mark on his butt, which seemed not a human bite mark, but... the shark was left behind.

The saint looked pretty good, but the veil disappeared. They dragged Li Yifei and the two of them went ashore and placed Li Yifei on the shore. At this time, the dark clouds in the sky gradually became thinner, the strong wind became much weaker, and the sudden rain gradually stopped. Before the saint could dry her clothes, she lie on her back. She took a deep breath, then leaned over with her mouth and started artificial respiration for Li Yifei.

After taking a few breaths, she stopped and gave Li Yifei a chest compression, but her movements were very gentle, because Li Yifei's bones had been broken on many sides. If the pressure was too strong, the saint was worried that they would directly crush Li Yifei's bones.

At this time, there was no need to avoid suspicion. Moreover, the two had kissed a long time ago, and artificial respiration was not a big deal.

However, this scene was seen by a woman hiding among the plants and trees in the distance. After seeing clearly that the Saint and Golden Eagle were walking out of the sea in a mess, she was stunned. When she saw that the two of them were kissing each other, she felt even more unreal. Although she knew that it was artificial respiration, she was still a little stupid.

She had no choice but to cover her mouth, for fear of being discovered by the saint, so she came over to silence herself. She also vowed that she would never tell the scene in front of her. Seeing the intimate scenes of the Saint and the Golden Eagle with her own eyes was a great blessing in this life.

The Saint didn't pay attention to these things at all. Not to mention being seen by others, even if the people from the Holy War organization were blocking them, she would have to save Li Yifei. This is something that no one can stop.

Li Yifei coughed a few times, woke up from his coma, opened his eyes and saw the beautiful saint in front of him. Her hair was still wet and her eyes were anxious. Li Yifei wanted to grin,

"Are you awake?" The saint spitted out the bitter sea water in his mouth, his eyes lit up.

Li Yifei nodded slightly and said, "I'm fine, thank you."

The saint shook his head, thank you for not needing it. Seeing Li Yifei wanting to sit up, the saint asked hurriedly: "How do you feel? If it doesn't work, keep lying down."

After the heavy rain, a short sunny day came to Kirishima. It was the kind of sunshine that could see the blue sky. Li Yifei shook his head, coughed twice, and said, "It's okay, the pain in his body is already numb. If you don't believe me, pinch it."

Seeing that Li Yifei was still in the mood to make a joke, the saint couldn't help but give him a blank look.

This glance contained infinite tenderness. Li Yifei was not in a coma all the time. In fact, he was floating in the sea, so he saw the saint swim over. When she arrived beside her, Li Yifei closed his eyes with confidence, and then... he choked several mouthfuls of sea water before he fell into a coma.

Li Yifei coughed, but with the help of the saint, he sat up and looked around, and found that the two of them had gone around the other side of the island.

At this time, someone finally discovered the two of them and quickly shouted. On the other side of the island, the crowd was almost waiting to be desperate. They were absolutely unwilling to believe that this battle and the storm actually damaged three peerless masters. The five people in the Phantom Squad did not want to believe it, and the people of the Jihad organization could not believe it. If the Saint Falls also fell, what should the Jihad organization do in the next few decades? After all, the Saint Falls are passed down from generation to generation. If this generation of Saint Falls suddenly die, there will be a fault.

After waiting for so long, they didn't see the figure of the saint, so they were almost going to jump into the sea together. At this time, they heard someone shouting that the saint and the golden eagle were on the other side of the island. To them, it was like the sound of an angel, and a group of people ran wildly towards the other side of the island.

Five people from the Phantom Squad were running wildly, and the five people ran over with all their might.

But a figure was faster, it was MiG. He ran as fast as thunder, and even had a speed similar to that of the third brother. Under his guidance, the people brought by MiG were also running wildly.

MiG was already fast enough, but he was not the fastest. A tall figure surpassed him and quickly rushed to the front. It was the Chilean wolf from Chile. Omba ran faster and seemed to be more concerned about the situation on the island.

Hiroyama's speed was not slow either. He was carrying a breath of death on his body, as if he was preparing to go over and kill people, while Ganma walked over slowly, as if he was not very anxious.

For a moment, everyone on the island rushed over, as if they were catching some kind of treasure. If a helicopter came to take aerial photography at this time, you would definitely see a spectacular picture. A group of masters ran in one direction like crazy. If you talk about this, probably not many people would believe it.

Li Yifei had already stood up with the help of the saint, and the saint had dried the moisture on his body, put on a veil, and did not speak anymore.

Seeing the crowd rushing towards him, Li Yifei turned around and looked at the sea surface. There was no expression on his face, but his face was very pale.

When the crowd ran over, Li Yifei felt Jiushan's murderous intent, Ganma's murderous intent, who was slowly walking over at the end, and also felt the worries of MiG and the five members of the Phantom Squad. Similarly, Li Yifei also felt the hostility from the jihad organization. These people did not go crazy on the spot when they saw the saint standing there intact.

Many people gradually slowed down and leaned over slowly. Their eyes looked at Li Yifei, and their hearts had different thoughts. In the situation just now, Li Yifei was standing by the beach, while Satan was not sure where to end. The result of the two of them... Is it still necessary to ask?

Of course I have to ask, so someone soon asked the doubt in his heart. This man was the chief of Africa. He asked, "Golden Eagle, what is the result of the battle? What about Satan?"

"I won!" Li Yifei's voice was not loud, and it was spread far away. He said that he had won, that was to win, because he would not lie, as for Satan... Li Yifei's eyes were a little sad, and he lowered his head and looked at the sand. Li Yifei licked his dry lips and said, "Satan is dead."
Chapter completed!