There is another reason why he doesn't dare to rest, that is, day and night, and he doesn't know the time, Han Yiming doesn't know how long he can run, and he doesn't know when he can run out of here, he only knows that if he doesn't run forward quickly, he will kill Senior Brother Ding! After running for a long time, he didn't dare to rest. Even if you can take a step, you have to take it, and finally fall to the ground with all your strength, and then rest. But looking at the getting bigger and bigger blood stains on his body, he was angry at first, but after a while, he became more and more calm. After sitting for a while, the strength in his body seemed to be regained, and then he picked up Ding Wulai, ran straight to his feet and stumbled, then sat down and gasped hard. After that, I picked up Ding Wu and ran.

No matter how long he had been running, his surroundings seemed to be the same, as if he had never walked forward at all. Han Yiming first became more and more sad the more he ran, and he didn't know when it would be the end? Later, he became more and more determined to carry his senior brother out of here no matter what, even if he didn't run fast enough to save his senior brother, he had to carry him back to Lingshan! Although the situation in front of him was as if he had never moved, he was always running in place. But Han Yiming knew that as long as he ran forward, there would be a time to run out! At this time, he was extremely disgusted with the green dragon and the white dragon, and if he died, he would not die in their territory!

He felt that Venus was emerging in front of him all the time, and he was no longer hungry, he only felt that his hands and feet were so soft that they would spread out at any time, and he didn't know what was screaming in his ears, and there was always sweat on his body, but he didn't know whether it was sweat or sweat from running. Maybe it's a bit of both. The senior brother on his back is getting heavier and heavier, if only the senior brother had lost weight, so that he can run faster! But no matter what he thought, the Mingyuan Sword was still nowhere to be seen! It was really sealed by the white dragon, couldn't it come here? Even the Mingyuan Sword was no longer his own reliance, and the only one he could rely on was himself!

Every time Han Yiming sat down, he only dared to sit until his breathing was not so short, and the Venus in front of him disappeared, so he got up and ran. I don't know the place of time, and I don't dare to rest more. I am afraid that I will never be able to stand up again after resting too much, and I am also afraid that I will not be able to save my senior brother when I return to Lingshan after resting for a long time! Although he has made up his mind that even if my senior brother dies, he will carry him back to Lingshan! However, it has always been the most fundamental wish of his heart to save his senior brother!

In fact, on the second day after he came from Xialing Mountain, he entered the water mouth, and the water and rice did not touch his teeth. It's all water, but it's not drinkable. Not to mention food, Senior Brother Ding should have prepared dry food. But it was all lost in Shuikou. The conch at the mouth of the water returned the Ming Yuan Sword and the Colorless Phaseless Treasure Mirror that fell into the water to Han Yiming, but Ding Wu's package was never returned to them. Han Yiming's throat was already dry and cracked, as dry as cracked ground, dry ground that had been dry for a long time. Countless times I sat down, I felt that the tongue in my mouth had been put on a rough sleeve, and it was really uncomfortable in my mouth. Fatigue and hunger were no longer the biggest reasons that coerced him and Ding Wu's lives the most. Thirst is the one who will really let him and Ding Wu die here! Han Yiming sat for a moment, reached into his mouth, and pressed his fingers to his tongue. There was already a layer of hard scabs on his tongue, no wonder it was so uncomfortable! Suddenly, his fingertips touched a little scab protrusion, and the hard scab on his tongue actually cracked! Han Yiming's nails scraped hard with that protrusion.

He didn't feel the pain anymore, but as his nails scraped open the scab, his mouth moistened, and his thirst immediately subsided. There was a smell of blood in his throat, and Han Yiming knew that it was the blood that he had scraped open the scab and flowed out! But it had moistened his dry and scorched throat. Without the slightest hesitation, he removed all the scabs from his tongue. The mouth was salty, and the blood beads ran down the throat. Han Yiming didn't feel pain, he only felt much more comfortable, and the blood beads that came out moistened his throat, like the nectar of a long drought, which lifted his spirits. Han Yiming swallowed all the blood beads that came out of his mouth, it was his own blood, and he was not disgusting. I just never thought that my own blood could save my life!

But Ding Wu doesn't have to be like this. There has been blood flowing out of his seven orifices, there was no blood on his clothes before, Han Yiming sat down to rest and inevitably moved him, at this time his clothes were also stained with blood, but it was far less than Han Yiming's body, Han Yiming's left and right shoulders, chest, front and back, were stained with Ding Wu's blood! Han Yiming reached out and touched Ding Wu's nose, still breathing weakly, knowing that the two days that Bailong said was the time limit, and within two days he returned to Lingshan, and the senior brother would still be saved. And he himself who is saved!

Therefore, he couldn't sit for a while, and then picked up Ding Wu and ran forward. He didn't know when he would be able to run to the Gate of the East, and when he got out of the Gate of the East, he would be close to the Spirit Mountain. But as long as he ran forward, he could get there! But the more he went forward, the more he found that he was getting weaker and weaker! At first, he could run for a while, and when he had fallen to the end of his strength, he had to sit down and rest. Later, it became more and more weak, the distance of running became shorter and shorter, and the number of times I sat down to rest became more and more. After running dozens of steps, a Venus will appear in front of him, and he will stumble under his feet! Han Yiming knows that his strength has long been exhausted, and he can still run like this because he has been supporting himself because of the idea of leaving the East with Senior Brother! White Dragon! Such ruthlessness, Han Yiming originally thought that it would attack him, but he didn't expect it to be Senior Brother Ding! If it attacked himself, presumably Senior Brother Ding would also carry him back to Lingshan as he is now! Han Yiming didn't know if he had run in the right direction? He had never been bad at identifying the direction. But there is no sun, no trees, no wind, and even the feet are not dirt, so there is no way to tell the difference! But no matter whether it is right or wrong, there is no turning back, and there is no need to ask the white dragon. I can only grit my teeth and run forward. As long as the senior brother is still breathing, the senior brother is still alive, and he will carry the senior brother back to Lingshan, even if the senior brother is on the way......

Therefore, Han Yiming sat down, only daring to wait for the trembling tremors on his legs to ease up, and the Venus in front of him no longer popped up. Although he was still thirsty, the blood that oozed from his mouth was able to slightly relieve the thirst in his mouth. How many drops of blood can come out of his mouth? The drops of blood that come out of his mouth are really a drop in the bucket for his thirst, but this little bit of nectar, for him, is really life-saving nectar! No more, no more, no more.

Run a few dozen steps, sit down and take a slow, run a few dozen steps, and slow down again. When Han Yiming sat down, he hugged his senior brother, who was completely unconscious except for a faint breath, and looked at the spotless scene in front of him in his heart, and felt cold in his heart. Inside the Gate of the East, it is as if you have not left. But when I looked up at the horizon in front of me, which seemed too far away, I knew that as long as I kept walking, I would reach the horizon sooner or later. In an instant, he suddenly felt that he was neither resentful nor angry. There is no power to resent, and there is no power to be angry. Isn't it worth it for the sake of Xiao Liang and Jin Jiao?

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I'm going to work again tomorrow, and a week has really gone by in the blink of an eye. The winter here is still very warm, what about the winter of the book lovers?