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After being hungry for a long time, it was very difficult to climb out of the hole, his hands were shaking badly, and his little head was exposed to the ground. Because the fine crushed dirt and small pebbles went down the ground and got into Satoru's neck at the moment when he got out of the ground, he was naughty and very uncomfortable.

It was dark outside, and it was easy for Soku to climb out of the trap and panting.

Because I was so hungry, my whole leg was weak, and I couldn't stand steadily. Ignoring the dark ash on the stone, he sat down.

When I saw everything in front of me, I was really stunned, and I was really shocked by this fire. When she was down, she was still thinking, this is autumn, the fire should not burn too much, after all, the dew is still quite heavy.

But the reality is that all the trees are not left with a single piece of armor, and the tall trees have been turned into the kind of coal used in modern times, and they are lying on the ground in what was originally called the woods. The loud bang just now was the moment when the tall tree fell to the ground. Also, under her feet were the ashes that she had overlooked, the main culprit of the fire, the dead leaves.

Take a break.

She can't delay for a moment, the man in black is still below!

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The moment he rescued the man in black from the trap, he realized that the whole person became hysterical!

It was dark before, so I couldn't see it, but I guessed that the wound of the man in black must be terrible based on my imagination, and I really saw it......

The dry wounds were like burned trees, covered with black-brown dirt, and the slashed skin bloomed outward, sticking to the dirt before it healed, and the hateful dirt burrowed through the wounds of the man in black, biting to death on the hideous wounds. The arrow wound on his chest was still bleeding black blood mixed with dirt. Broken clothes, dirt, and wounds mixed together, and seemed to be screaming incessantly. The extra wound has broken open because of the intensity just now......

Looking at the hideous wound, Satoru's chest hurt terribly, and he felt that his breathing was a luxury.

The small hand trembled, slowly reaching for the wound, but did not dare to touch it, and finally put it on his mouth and covered it tightly, for fear that the tears that slipped and slipped would splash on his wound.

Finally, he put his little hand on his forehead, and his hot forehead was also shouting, at this time, I very much hoped that the person lying on the ground was her, then, she would not have to suffer from this inner torment!

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On the long path, the thin figure struggled to support the strong but limp body.

"Hey, wake up!" Satoru shouted as he wished he would sober up for a while.

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Enlightenment is anxious, but there is no way, he must find a place where there are people in order to treat the man in black!

But obviously, there is no one in the vicinity.

Zhiwu firmly believes that the road is walked by people.

So I followed the uneven path all the way.

I don't know how many times I've fallen! The smooth forehead is no longer smooth, but blue and swollen. The top of the mouth is also swollen and high.

Every time she knocks down, she is very distressed, very distressed!

It is not that she feels sorry for herself, but that every time she falls, the wounds of the people around her will open more than one. Wounds that are deep enough to heal are too late to heal!

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Knock knock!

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

"Bang!"

Autumn seems to be a little cold, and last night's fire did not hinder the normal work and rest of the people in the villages in the eastern suburbs of Chang'an. The appearance of one big and one small broke the tranquility of the village, but still no one cared about the unexpected hustle and bustle, still in their own quilts, and the warm quilts were the best gentle towns.

In front of the capitalized "Xie Di Pharmacy", it can be heard from the manic knock on the door that the knocker would never be so impatient if it was not an urgent matter.

In the room, the sleeping boy was woken up by the knock on the door, he had the air to get up, the sudden knock made him irritable, he didn't want to bother, the quilt was over his head, and then he had a sweet dream.

Unexpectedly, someone knocked three times in a row, and the door was slammed open with a "bang"!

The boy got up quickly and got dressed!

Seeing that the territory where he usually pounded medicine was occupied by two people, he was immediately furious! Rubbing his eyes, he just wanted to have a seizure, but after seeing the appearance of the person who came clearly, he was so frightened that he retreated.

"Y-Who are you?" The look of horror was no exaggeration, he was really frightened.

The two people in front of him had faces like black charcoal, with blue noses and swollen faces, and they couldn't even see their appearances, as if one was a little monk. Especially next to the little monk, unconscious on the ground, up and down his body, except for the face that can be seen, no skin is intact! The child instantly thought of a possibility! Fugitive! Then his eyes widened and he became even more frightened.

Realizing the weakness of his voice, he let go of his guard a little, "Don't be afraid, we are not bad people. It's just that he was hunted down here. Ahem......" After saying the violent cough, I couldn't stop for a while.

Not a fugitive! Regardless of whether the person who was about his age said the truth or not, he believed it, and it didn't look like a bad person, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You can help him to the bed first!" Xiao Tong's hazy consciousness had already been awakened, and he said rationally.

Satoru did not speak, but knelt firmly beside the child. Regardless of whether this little boy can save people or not, she can only gamble! Otherwise, the man in black will have to wait for death!

Xiao Tong didn't expect this little monk to kneel in front of him, after all, the two of them looked about the same age, and they still had a weak tone, but there was a sincere plea in their tone!

"Please, please, save him! Please, please, please, please save him! As he spoke, the dark circles under his eyes gushed out a translucent liquid, one by one.

"Good! You put him on the bed first, and I'll call the shopkeeper to you!" With that, the boy ran away and disappeared.

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It turned out that this pharmacy was very large, and the child was just guarding the "front desk", and the real shopkeeper was in the "backstage". The child had a convulsion, such a loud noise, the shopkeeper wouldn't hear it. He had to invite it himself! And that little eight, I didn't even see a ghost!

While walking, he scolded the two of them in their hearts.

"Bang!"

"Ahh

I walked too quickly, and around the corner, I hit my strong chest, and I couldn't help but scream.

When I looked up, I found that it was the shopkeeper!

Unclear, his little face was slightly red, and his speech became stammering, "Yes, someone, someone is hurt!" I forgot how I cursed this shopkeeper in my heart.

Xie Wencai frowned, as if he had thought of something, and did not find anything unusual about the little play.

"Go, shout Hachi!" After saying that, he hurried forward.

Xiao Yu hesitated for a while, and then reacted, stinky little eight! The shopkeeper is up, and this stinky little eight can't afford it!.