1126 Death of Mei

"Princess, the way down has been found!" Jing Xiao ran up from the bottom of the cliff on one side and gasped for breath.

There was a very hidden mountain path on the side from which they came up, and it was possible to go in the direction of the river, but the other side of the river was full of cliffs, and there was almost no place to foothold, so it was very difficult to find it.

But none of this is a problem, no matter how difficult it is, they will continue to look for it.

"Immediately arrange manpower and search along the river first! Pick people with good work and pay attention to safety. After listening to Jing Xiao's report, Ruan Yanluo quickly gave the order, but she hated why this was not her era, if it was that era, she could have transferred a helicopter, then nothing would be a problem.

Ruan Yanluo had no martial arts, so it was impossible for him to participate in the search in person, so he could only find a place at the foot of the mountain and set up a tent to wait.

In her previous life, Ruan Yanluo had also participated in the search and rescue work, and knew that the first seventy-two hours was the critical period for search and rescue, and it was during this time that she was most likely to find survivors, so she didn't dare to delay for a moment, lest if she delayed, she would miss Nangong Ling's life.

Although she was in the tent, Ruan Yanluo couldn't sit down anyway, Yan Qing persuaded her to rest for a while, but she also shook her head and refused. She didn't dare to close her eyes at all, as soon as she closed her eyes, Nangong Ling would appear covered in blood, struggling and drifting in the river.

When she was killed, was Nangong Ling the same? As soon as you close your eyes, her mutilated limbs will appear?

She had always known that Nangong Ling had suffered a lot, and she also knew that there were some shadows and obsessions in his heart that could not be passed, and now that she felt it herself, she knew that the suffering in his heart was far more than she imagined.

The night passed without any news.

Ruan Yanluo's eyes were red, but he comforted himself, no news is good news, at least, he didn't see Nangong Ling's body, which means that he is still alive, doesn't it?

At noon the next day, Nangong Fang arrived with people, and as soon as he entered the tent, he saw Ruan Yanluo haggard to the point of making people feel incredible. Although his face has not changed much, a pair of eyes have sunken deeply, and the light in them also has a faint trace of almost crazy persistence.

Nangong Fang suddenly sudden, such a light, he had seen it in Nangong Ling's eyes, when Nangong Ling was fighting everywhere and constantly killing, he had also seen that kind of light in his eyes, that kind of light, he didn't believe it, but also believed it.

I don't believe that the other party is really dead, I believe that he will definitely come back, he must be somewhere, waiting for them to pick up the other party back.

It's not a family, it's not a family, inexplicably, Nangong Fang actually came out of his head with such a sentence.

These two people are really born to be together.

"Ruan Yanluo, look at your little bit of talent!" Unceremoniously, Nangong scolded as soon as he opened his mouth.

"You look like a ghost, the third child is not dead, and he will be angry with you!" Nangong Ling cares a lot about Ruan Yanluo, Ruan Yanluo frowned, Nangong Ling has to feel distressed for a long time, now Ruan Yanluo tosses himself into this ghostly look, it's strange that Nangong Ling is not distressed to death.

"No!" Ruan Yanluo said.

"What wouldn't?" Nangong was surprised.

"Ah Ling won't die." Ruan Yanluo said word by word: "I told him, no matter who says he is dead, I will not believe it, unless he himself puts the body in front of me and says that he is dead!" ”

Nangong flawed qi, what kind of logic is this, how can a person die and still put his body in front of her?

This is simply a demonic shock, it is better to say that no matter what, he will never believe that Nangong Ling's death is direct.

"It's because he's not dead, shouldn't you be better?" Nangong said: "If you continue like this, he hasn't come back yet, and you will die first!" ”

Ruan Yanluo's eyes rolled, from what happened to the present, she didn't eat, drink, or sleep, just as she once said, she wanted to wait for him to come back, wait, wait!

But what Nangong Fang said was not wrong, if she didn't take good care of herself, how could she wait to come back to Nangong Ling?

"Go eat!" Nangong Fang grabbed her hand with one hand and pulled her to the side of the case, and the things were immediately put on the table, a thin porridge, knowing that she couldn't eat anything else now.

Ruan Yanluo inhaled, forced himself to swallow, and after a few bites, he put down the spoon, shook his head slightly and said, "I really can't eat it now, but don't worry, I'll take care of myself." ”

Will take care of himself to have a ghost.

Nangong Fang rolled her eyes, but she also knew that she couldn't force it now, as long as Ruan Yanluo could have this thought, so she didn't say anything anymore, but sat here with her and waited for news.

Originally, Nangong Fang was going to search for it by himself, but Ruan Yanluo's state really made him feel at ease, so he simply stayed.

Anyway, the people brought are the elite of the elite, and the river is so long and wide, and it is the wet season, and there are not many people who have more people, and there are no less than him.

The two sat opposite each other, and there was nothing to say, so they stayed silently, only occasionally looking at the river map together, thinking about where the water was slowing, or where something might be washed away.

There was no news all day, the river was brightly lit at night, and everyone was in shifts, not daring to relax and search closely.

Ruan Yanluo was lying in the tent, her eyes seemed to be closed, but Nangong Fang, who was also in the tent and only separated by a screen, knew that Ruan Yanluo was not sleeping, and she couldn't sleep at all.

Early the next morning, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the tent, and almost far away, Ruan Yanluo suddenly got up from the bed, pulled his legs and ran out of the tent.

"What's wrong? What did you find? She didn't dare to ask directly if she had found Nangong Ling, afraid that as long as the other party said no, she would not be able to stand it.

It was a secret guard beside Nangong Ling who came, looking at Ruan Yanluo's expectant eyes, he slightly sideways his gaze dodged for a moment, and then reported in a low voice: "We found Mei Xianxian's corpse." ”

Mei Xianxian's corpse was found more than 30 miles downstream, because this river is divided into dry and wet periods, and from time to time there are stones that roll down from the mountain, these big stones have not been washed, the edges and corners are sharp, Mei Xianxian's corpse has hit all the way over, it has been hit not human-like, even the skull has been knocked open, the brain is completely gone, even the dough has been rolled into a ball, turned up.

When she first found it, almost no one dared to say that the corpse must be Mei Xianxian, or whether it was the clothes on her body that finally determined her identity.