For Xiang Qing's sudden request, Cong Ye is really hard to answer. If he can really return to China safely, he already has Yan Chengcheng, and Bai Wei has already expressed her heart, how should she face Xiang Qing then? Xiang Qing's request can't be agreed to no matter what, otherwise it would be too unfair to her.

Although Cong Ye has been telling Xiang Qing that he will be able to leave safely, how sure is he there? Clump leaves are really hard to say. However, in order to muster up Xiang Qing's survival*, you must not say anything discouraged at this time. After weighing it again and again, Cong Ye still wants to leave a hope for Xiang Qing, and those who have hope in their hearts will have a stronger desire to survive.

"Ning Ning, that's too unfair to you."

"I don't care, do you promise me?"

"Ning Ning, you can ignore it, but children need a father."

"You've been an orphan since you were a child, aren't you just as good when you grow up?"

"Ning Ning?"

"Cong Ye, promise me, okay?"

Cong Ye finally let out a soft "um".

Hearing that Cong Ye finally agreed, Xiang Qing's upper body softened, and he leaned into Cong Ye's arms.

In order to recover as much as possible, Cong Ye reached out again to hold Xiang Qing's hands, allowing the True Qi in his body to form a large cycle between the two. In doing so, not only can the leaves be restored, but also the fatigue of Xiang Qing can be reduced.

In the dark, the two of them didn't know how long they had rested, and when Cong Ye felt almost, he motioned to Qing to stand up, thinking about pulling Xiang Qing with vines as he did just now, and didn't want to feel that Xiang Qing had widened the corridor, lest he accidentally get separated from Cong Ye, but instead untied the vines, clinging to Cong Ye's back, reaching out to pull Cong Ye's clothes, and following behind.

As he walked cautiously, he kept picking up small stones from the ground and throwing them forward, judging the situation ahead by the sound and time of the stones falling to the ground. In this inky cavern, there is only one way.

The farther you go inside, the louder the water becomes, and finally, Congye hears the sound of falling water as a stone is thrown.

"Hold on to me, there's a dark river ahead."

Continuing to tentatively approach the dark river, Cong Ye wanted to wait until he was close to the water before making plans, and he always had to find a way to see the situation of the dark river. Even Cong Ye had already figured out how to get the fire, that is, he disassembled the two grenades in his hand, took out the explosives inside, and used the gun in Xiang Qing's hand to shoot the explosives into powder, which would not cause an explosion, but also produce an instant light.

The plan is good, but in the dark, I can't see the clumps of leaves under my feet clearly, and if I don't pay attention, the soles of my feet slip, dragging Xiang Qing behind me to slide down. In a hurry, Cong Ye reached out to grab Xiang Qing while reaching out to try to grab something to stop the sliding body. However, as far as the eye can see, the rock surface is completely slippery, and it is impossible to grasp at all.

As a loud pop sounded, the biting water soaked the clothes on his body. Knowing that he had fallen into the dark river, Cong Ye couldn't care about anything, so he just hugged Xiang Qing tightly in his arms.

"Ning Ning, hold me tight, don't let go."

As soon as they had time to say a word, they didn't even hear Xiang Qing's answer, and the two of them were swallowed up by the raging river.

I tried several times to get my head out of the river to breathe air, but every time I tried to run up hard, I always hit the rock wall above, and the leaves finally despaired. Knowing that they had entered a tubular channel filled with water.

The cong leaves that can't breathe can hold on for a while with the true qi in their bodies, but Xiang Qing can't. Cong Ye had no choice but to reach out to the lifegate acupoint behind Xiang Qing and continue to input True Qi into his body to ensure that Xiang Qing would not die of suffocation for the time being.

Feeling that Xiang Qing in her arms was struggling, it seemed that she wanted to get out of her arms, Cong Ye didn't understand Xiang Qing's intentions, she wanted to leave the opportunity to live to herself. How could Cong Ye give up on Xiang Qing at this time and hold Xiang Qing in his arms with all his might. As the rushing water continued to roll passively, he secretly prayed in his heart that he could use the narrow, tubular passage filled with river water to get in touch with the air on the water.

However, a minute, two minutes, ten minutes passed, and the tubular passage seemed to have no end in sight, and the clumps of leaves that wanted to emerge from the surface to breathe were knocked back by the rock wall each time. Although Congye has been trying to plug Xiang Qing's mouth with his mouth to prevent it from being flooded by the river. However, after more than ten minutes passed, Xiang Qing's body in his arms gradually became paralyzed, and the action of infusing Zhenqi into his body became more and more difficult.

Cong Ye knew that after all, the energy that Zhen Qi brought to Xiang Qing was limited, and it was not enough to support him to be in an environment where he could not breathe for a long time, and the gradual loss of Xiang Qing's vital signs made Cong Ye almost give up the * of survival in his heart.

Relying on the true qi in the body to maintain the lives of two people, its consumption is so large and the consumption speed is so fast that Cong Ye did not expect it. It feels like more than 20 minutes have passed, and the cong leaves are already really incredible, and they are powerless.

However, he still didn't withdraw his hand from Xiang Qing's life acupoint, although Xiang Qing's body was almost unable to absorb the True Qi he had entered, and the True Qi in his body was almost exhausted, Cong Ye was still persisting and working hard.

Finally, Congye also passed out.

In the moment before the coma, Cong Ye felt a kind of relaxation that he had never felt before, as if he was floating in a void like nothing, there was no light but there was no darkness, there was no wind but he could feel the air around him flowing slightly. Immersed in nothingness, the leaves can sit and stand, and even move at a rapid pace. It's just that the leaves can't tell what is moving fast, is it the body, or the soul?

At the moment when Cong Ye was unconscious, far away in a secret room somewhere in the Beijing National Security Bureau, a young man who looked to be only in his early twenties was sitting upright on a chair without a backrest, his eyes slightly closed, his mouth trembling slightly, as if he was silently reciting something.

Soon, an illusory shadow appeared in front of the previous year. At this time, the young man also opened his eyes at the same time, looked at the shadow in front of him and asked:

"Are you worried about the bushes?"

The shadow nodded, but his face looked very blank, as if he had no expression.

"Don't worry, he'll be fine. You'll stay with me for a while, and you'll see each other again when you come back. ”

After speaking, the young man stretched out his hand and beckoned to the shadow, then picked up a small black cloth bag beside him, and opened the mouth of the cloth bag to the shadow, the shadow obviously refused, and was finally accepted by the young man.

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