Thinking of his composure and proficiency just now, Tong Ran couldn't help but think, what has this man been through?

Tong Ran held the branch and looked at his wound, "The bullet has been taken out...... Is there anything else that needs to be done?"

"......Bring it here," the man said in a weak voice with his eyes closed.

"What?"

Mo Nanjue glanced at the branch in her hand, his face was pale, beads of sweat kept rolling down, and it looked like it was really painful.

"No, this one is dirty. Tong Ran frowned, her little hand raised the branch and threw it aside, she stood up, walked over and knelt beside the man, "Can I press it for you?"

Mo Nanjue's thin lips pursed, but he did not answer.

Tong Ran's little face lifted slightly..........................................

This reduces pain...... Is that right?

She had injured her foot before, and this was how the man helped her distract her.

This is the third time she has taken the initiative to approach him..................

The first time she was in the mall, she didn't think there would be a second time, but she came back and gave him artificial respiration a second time, and now ...... It's only been a long time, and there is a third time.

This strange and indescribable mood made Tong Ran very uncomfortable.

The branches crackled as the fire burned, and Tong Ran carefully moved his hand to the wound, drawing circles along the edges of his fingertips to relieve the pain.

The five fingers of the man's hands stretched out, and the wound on his back didn't seem to hurt so much.

Suddenly, there was a small stroke sound reaching the eardrum.

Monanjue's eyes narrowed, and the voice was coming this way!

It seems that the fire was seen from a distance.

"Let's go!" the man gritted his teeth and propped himself up, and after a few strokes he extinguished the lit fire, took Tong Ran's hand and dived deeper into the woods.

I don't know how long I walked, the trees in front of him became denser and denser, Tong Ran followed the man quickly, and saw that his pace was like flying, like an agile leopard shuttling between the trees, and he couldn't help but whisper: "You slow down...... Be careful with the wound. ”

Hearing this, Mo Nanjue slowed down the pace of his feet, stopped holding the trunk of the tree with his hand, and his thin lips hooked, "Why, you care about me so much all of a sudden......?"

"No! absolutely not!" Before he finished speaking, Tong Ran directly said no.

He doesn't need to say that she knows everything, and he wants to say that she is in love with him, right?!

Is this a kind reminder?!

Now that life and death are uncertain, they still don't know if Lu Dao can get out of Lu alive, can't this man stop mentioning this for the time being?

Besides, is this really that heavy?!

"If we keep walking, are we going to the end?" Tong Ran simply changed the subject, she sat down on the stone, and looked at the dark front with a worried face, "If there is a forest all the time ahead, maybe there will be a swamp ......"

"There's a lake ahead," Mo Nanjue interrupted before she could finish speaking, "The trees here have been growing from dense to sparse, and the plants have a tendency to grow, and there is definitely a water source in front. It should be, it's a lake. ”

Saying that, the man was a little worried, if the water source was not a lake but connected to the sea outside the mountain, then it would be easy for the other party to chase them in and outflank them.

"Let's see if there's another way to go, shall we?" Tong Ran stood up, kicked the stone at his feet, and began to look around.

The man's pale handsome face was raised, "Just go to that lake, there may be an ambush, but we will go around from the rear, and it must be connected to the sea." ”