The situation is extremely unfavorable to him, and he can’t continue to fight. He feels that he is taking the move and avoiding it in the direction of the door.
Although I can’t see it, there is a night wind blowing in, and he is more sure of the direction of the door. After a trick, I will try to go out.
Will the other party stop flipping the dagger in his wrist and come out with lightning speed and deadly force to break it and take his vest directly?
Seeing that the tip of the cold mountain is about to be inserted into his back door, a slim figure suddenly appeared at this critical moment, and he stretched out his hand to push away the strange thousand feathers.
Devoted to thousands of feathers, a woman stumbled into the door panel and groaned in pain.
Mo Qianyu can’t see and know what happened.
It’s May.
Amei saved himself but was injured.
There is blood everywhere.
Where did she get hurt?
"Ah mui …"
He called her.
The woman didn’t respond
He felt that when the wrist was hot, the woman grabbed him and took him out without a pause. At the same time, he heard a loud bang exploding in the room.
He guessed that Ah Mei should have thrown some gunpowder or smoke bombs into it to facilitate their escape.
Two people run forward together.
Tread on the wind and light achievement.
a puff of wind passing the ear—unheeded advice
It was dark at the moment, and for the first time, Thousand Feathers handed the letter to the hand that clutched his wrist tightly.
The blood in the air is getting stronger and stronger. He shook his opponent’s wrist backhand. "How are you?"
The woman didn’t respond
He remembered that the other party was mute and could not speak.
It is inconvenient to stay and move on.
Finally, in a place, the woman stopped with him.
"If no one comes after us, we should settle down. There is a ruined temple. Let’s rest here first."
The woman wrote in his hand
Mo Qian Yu is sensitive. He feels that the female hand is weak when it is trembling and walking at the fingertips of his palm.
Obviously, it is almost impossible to hold on.
Mo Qianyu frowned and said, "Good!"
Two people helped each other into the ruined temple.
At this time, the woman is his eye and he is the female support.
Help him to a prostrate futon-sitting woman who also slides down the wall and sits on the ground.
Hearing her heavy breathing, Mo Qianyu felt that things were not good.
"How are you?"
Ask and hold out your palm toward each other.
He wanted to make it easier for her to write.
But I haven’t been able to wait for the other party to respond for a long time.
He didn’t notice that the girl’s heavy breathing gradually calmed down.
No, it’s not steady, it’s weak
Weaker and weaker.
His eyebrows jumped. "Ah Mei!"
Still no response, not even a little movement
Devoted to thousands of feathers and some nasty.
Before moving forward, he groped and pushed the female arm.
Still no response
He can’t have …
He was startled by his own idea and reached out and touched the woman’s face.
Sure enough, my eyes are closed.
His hand shook uncontrollably.
Follow his eyes and sniff at her.
The heat of filar silk is gently pulled at the fingertips.
It’s okay. It’s okay. I’m still breathing
Bloody, obviously, the wound is still bleeding.
Remembering the bottle of gold sore medicine she gave him yesterday, he hurriedly pulled it out of his sleeve.
Where is she hurt?
He began to touch her from the beginning, and when he touched the towering soft curve of the woman’s chest, his hand trembled and bounced off like a touch.
But the satiny and viscosity have already started, and his breathing is shaking here.
Yeah, when he turned his back on the assassin, she appeared at the door. She must have been facing each other. It was normal for the dagger to fall on her chest.
He remembered that a metal was thrown to the ground when he was on the road. It should be that she pulled out the dagger and threw it away.
Is there a difference between men and women? Is it because of her local injury that he gives her medicine?
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