Xi Xiuyuan and the two in the alliance base were discussing the inevitable connection between the core weapon and Rong Zhao. ∵ Eight ∵ Eight ∵ Read ∵ Books, .↗.▲o

Rong Zhao, on the other hand, was far away in the wilderness of a neighboring province, pondering the great difference between character and character.

For example, why are some people born with a net worth of millions, and some people are born with rough clothes and rotten food? For example, why are some people born likable and feel like a fish in water wherever they go, while some people are eager to let others avoid it, and they can't help but want to beat them when they see their faces?

Another example...... Why is it that there are many people who go into the mountains for the first time, and there is nothing wrong with jumping up and down on heaven and earth, and there is a person who walks in the wild mountains like his own back garden, but he will step on the air and fall into a trap from nowhere, and his ankle is dislocated and cannot move......

Rong Zhao squatted on the edge of the pit and looked at "someone" silently, really embarrassed and didn't know what to do in this situation now.

It's not difficult to move people up, but the other party's old arms and legs are now in a coma and unconsciously "shenyin" sounded, Rong Zhao doesn't have much medical experience after all, in case he accidentally touches somewhere while moving, in case the other party has a secret injury that is stricter than twisting the ankle, with her non-professional level, it will not leave sequelae.

Don't even think about finding other people to help, those rookies in the same class are not as effective as her, not to mention that there are so many pairs of eyes staring, and when there are more people, she will not be as good as she is now......

The clothes on the old man's body were pulling his throat and begging for help: "Help, come here, come to save the old man! Oh my God, someone has fallen into the pit!!(≧_≦*)ゝWhat do you see that girl? If you can't move, you can quickly find someone else, see that someone else falls into the pit, and you are squatting next to you like talking!"

Rong Zhao asked it: "Before you get someone up, tell me a little more detail, is there anything on his body that is not suitable for moving?"

The clothes are irritable: "It's him who wears me and I don't wear him, how can I know what is going on in this kind of body...... etc. Σ(°△°|||) _Who are you, why do you hear me?_

It seems that there is nothing to ask from these things. Rong Zhao thought about it. It was decided that it would be better to wake up the person first and gather detailed information, so he ...... Threw a stone into the pit.

The force is moderate, the throwing point is accurate, and the stone is only the size of a thumb, unless the internal strength buff is attached to the death point, it will basically not cause any damage to people.

The stunned old man was hit and snorted but didn't react. Smash it again, and finally there is movement...... The old man's eyelids twitched a few times. It took a few more seconds before he moved his arm. Open your eyes.

It seemed that he had just woken up and couldn't react to his current situation, so he lay in the pit and first turned his gaze blankly, looking at the pit wall around him in confusion. Then I realized that I was stimulated by the pain coming from my ankle, and I couldn't help frowning and gritting my teeth to sit up with my arms propped up......

"Don't move yet. Rong Zhao squatted on the edge of the pit condescendingly, and reminded very seriously: "You first try to move all parts of your body slowly, and you can sit up without severe pain." ”

It's a big pit that's three meters high. It's a good thing it didn't have traps, sharp stakes or anything in it, otherwise I wouldn't have to think about anything now. Just help the old man collect the body directly.

The old man is also an old boy with rich experience in wild survival, and it has been common for him to go up the mountain and into the forest in recent years. Busy and steady breathing, test whether the parts on the body can still be used normally.

Taking advantage of the old man's slow hand and foot lifting below, Rong Zhao held his cheek and asked about the situation by the way: "You dug this trap?"

The small mobile phone chirped: "He lives alone in this radius of ten miles, of course he dug it." Be old and strong, this old man. It's so old and so hard, more than three meters tall. Dig your own pit and bury yourself. This character is also drunk. ”

Phone case: "...... Shut up. ”

The old man was trying his old waist, and he felt that there was no obstacle to making the force, so he sat up slowly with his arms propped up, raised his head and glared upward: "Am I idle?"

"Isn't it?" Rong Zhao lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and asked calmly, "If it weren't for you, how did such a big trap come about?"

The old man was a little tired: "Those volunteers dug it, it should be." ”

Look at this pit is not well buried, there is no simple bow and arrow next to it, there is no beast stake at the bottom of the pit, in addition to the cover work and the depth of the area is really in place, how do you look at other places not like a hunting pit, but like a hunter......

The old man tried to drag the leg with a dislocated ankle, and a sharp pain suddenly hit his ankle again, which immediately made him snort in pain, and dense cold sweat oozed from his forehead in an instant.

"It's bloody. Rong Zhao glanced at the swollen feet and neck, and stated objectively: "In addition to the bones, it is necessary to disperse stasis, and it will take about half a month to a month to raise it back, depending on the individual's recovery...... You can't move that foot during this time, I'll help you find someone to take care of your life?"

"You call those boys in your class first. The old man rolled his eyes angrily, probably because of the pain, and he was not in the mood to shout with a strict expression at this time: "You don't need to take care of it, who is willing to come to this place? ”

Volunteers? If you look at this pit, you will know that eighty percent of your brains are missing strings.

There is no vegetable market in the middle of nowhere, and those nannies and the like have never done this type of nursing work.

As for the other messy people who don't know what channels to come, let alone don't need it, who knows if there are any guys with unknown origins or bad conduct among these people, don't have bad intentions when the time comes, this place is just suitable for killing people and throwing corpses, he is a lonely old man, and no one knows if it stinks.

"The injury is not suitable for moving, you can't get by without someone to take care of you, and it's even worse to cause secondary damage when someone in our class moves you up. Rong Zhao stood up as he spoke, jumped up, and jumped in before the old man had time to react, as if the height of more than three meters was not at all, as if she had just jumped a staircase.

The old man looked up and saw the little girl jumping into the pit, just was startled and was about to say something, and then saw that the person had fallen next to him unharmed, this feeling, it was like suddenly seeing the legendary martial arts master.

"I'll carry you up. Rong Zhao bypassed the old man's injured body, stretched out his hand to stop the person without refusal, and stood up from the ground with a force.

The old man was completely dumbfounded: "Wait, you have ...... strength"

The clothes began to shout again: "Oh my God, someone is hanging!" (To be continued.) )