This name is a thorn in Ning Xiangtian's heart, pierced in the heart, the pain is unbearable, it can't be pulled out, and it can't be removed, it always makes people pull every nerve, thinking of the man "Kang Yi", I can't get out of my stomach inexplicably.

"Tian'er......" Ning Bing'er found the pain and anger in the man's eyes, gently took his hand, held it tightly, and looked at the policeman in front of him with a smile, gentle and calm.

Ning Bing'er, who was standing in front of them at this time, was still as clean as a carefully carved work of art, with a cold evil aura in the crystal clear, and her ghostly apricot eyes, which instantly made people fall into an inaccessible situation.

And Ning Xiangtian, who was standing beside her, was still the same soft and handsome, the lines on his face were very round, like a piece of jade that had been carved by a master, each line was both distinct and integrated, as if every time the knife was dropped, it was carefully considered, and the handsome could not find a trace of flaws.

Such a golden boy and girl, the moment they hold hands, anyone with a discerning eye can see what it means.

Kang Yi is out of play, out of the game!

"Miss Ning, we're here to pick you up. Team Li downplayed the difficulties and difficulties of searching and rescuing them, and the expression on his face was very relaxed and casual.

"Thanks, let's go. ”

Walking all the way, Ning Bing'er's hand was always tightly held in the palm of Ning Xiangtian's hand, he was afraid that this dream would be shattered after she went back, everything would return to its original state, and they would become the most familiar strangers again.

"Tian'er, I can't walk, can you carry me on your back?" Ning Bing'er looked at Ning Xiangtian coquettishly, and her pampered appearance was particularly pitiful.

"Well, come on. Ning Xiangtian bent down and handed the broad back to Ning Bing'er.

Ning Bing'er climbed on his back, that cold little face was close to his ears, and in an instant Ning Xiangtian's ears were red, hot to purple, and finally Ning Bing'er leaned her head on Ning Xiangtian's back, feeling the man's breath.

Usually lacking exercise, after not walking a few steps, Ning Xiangtian felt physically exhausted, a little out of breath, and the exhaled breath became shorter and shorter, heavy, and very laborious.

"Tian'er, Kang Yi is my past, you are my future, don't worry, don't have any psychological burden, whether you stay here or go home to struggle, my heart will always be on you. Ning Bing'er whispered with her mouth close to Ning Xiangtian's ear.

Streams of warm currents sprayed like Ning Xiangtian's earlobes, Ning Xiangtian's heart was itchy, and his heart was also warm when he listened to Ning Bing'er's love words, as if the little friend who had just fallen in love had finally been favored by his favorite girl.

"Bing'er, I believe in you!" Ning Xiangtian struggled to shake Bing'er on his back, finding a comfortable position to continue walking.

Feeling Ning Xiangtian's relaxation, Ning Bing'er's heart also relaxed, and then gently muttered to Ning Xiangtian's earlobe: "Put me down, I'll go by myself, I'll feel distressed if I'm tired of you." ”

Such emotional love words blew in Ning Xiangtian's ears, the man lowered his head crimson, his whole face was about to drip blood, and he said shyly and stubbornly: "It's okay, I can do it!"

"Strong, it's okay, let me down, I still think you're the most manly. Ning Bing'er secretly kissed Ning Xiangtian and whispered, jumping off his back by the way.

Looking down from the depths of the sky, I saw a majestic mountain range like a black dragon lying in the dense primeval forest, lying relaxed in the jungle with his eyes closed, and where he walked, the trees were intertwined and broken, like the traces left by a dragon rolling and crawling through the grass.

The trunk of the tree was broken, not an inch of soil was born, the earth and gravel were scattered along the place where it passed, the place where the four legs walked was like a scratched wound, the depth of the earth was inconspicuous and the depth of the earth was inconspicuous, and there were cracks in the ground that spread staggered, like a crack in the ice, and the entire ice surface was also broken.

Looking back at the cave that is getting deeper and deeper, it is surrounded by mountain cliffs that rise from the ground, and it has a sense of vicissitudes like ancient ruins.

In Bing'er's cold gaze, there is the resolute and righteous face after the destruction of the wind and snow, and under the sharp and thick eyebrows, there are black and shiny apricot eyes, and the gaze is forever empty like a quiet mountain filled with snow.

The sun had already set, and the moon took the place of the sun, guarding the small group of people running in the jungle.

At night the forest is even colder, the temperature drops sharply, and occasionally one or two howls of wild beasts are heard, and the wails of owls are heard, or the chirping of nightingales.

The road ahead is getting slower and slower, and a lot of people are tired, and they hear Sun Wei and Huang Li happily gossiping about the leader's private news from a distance.

"Ahem, what are you talking about?" asked Team Li with dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Team Li, you're finally back, we want to kill you. Huang Li immediately stepped forward and welcomed him flatteringly.

Team Li glanced at the seven or eight peasants on the ground, who had already been tied together by them in different ways, and the flying pigeon seemed to come to life, staring at the pair of fish-wood eyes, staring at their arrival.

"What are you staring at, you are not convinced, and continue to fight. Huang Li on the side glanced at the flying pigeon with disdain, and after the mouth addiction, he also succeeded once, which was very refreshing, just like a friend won the lottery and was happy.

"We stood by and the rescue team arrived. Team Li arranged loudly.

After speaking, Team Li went to take out his mobile phone to make a call, and the phone kept ringing, but no one answered, and he waited quietly for a response in a hurry.

So many people, as well as the wounded, if there were no supplies, would soon develop edema and collapse, and he could not afford the consequences.

Ning Bing'er hid in the crowd, looked at the wilted man on the ground, and then looked at the other bound peasants, who had already guessed who their head was, and then searched around her brain, and there was no information about this flying pigeon's past life.

Could it be that this man has not crossed paths with himself? So what does he do?

Ning Bing'er quickly flashed a question in her mind, and then approached the man step by step, after all, this man was injured, she was the only one who understood medical treatment, and her approach was reasonable and normal.

"Hello, are you injured?" Ning Bing'er slowly stretched out her hand, wanting to give this man a pulse and feel how injured this man was.

"Get out, stinky woman, don't come near Lao Tzu!" the flying pigeon suddenly cried out angrily, and hatred and hostility filled her eyes.

"If you want to die faster, just toss it hard. After Ning Bing'er finished speaking, she got up and was about to walk over, her expression was indifferent, and she didn't care at all.