The light of the fire gradually magnified in the dark forest, and the originally quiet and dark night suddenly became lively with the hooves of horses and animals. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Ping led everyone to quickly move closer to Er Mo and the others, looked at Er Mo who was standing on the edge of the cliff, raised his hand, asked everyone to stop, and from the eyes of the other two looking at Er Mo, the appearance of the three was centered on the female baby, although it was inevitable that there was some weirdness in his heart Why is it a five-year-old little girl as the backbone, he still smiled at Er Mo with a gentle face, and said, "Little girl, you still come back to me obediently, one step forward is only a dead end, it is better to die than to live, you come back, I promise to find you a good family!" Let you eat and drink spicy food every day in the future! There are still people who serve you, there are people who spoil you, and if you fall from here, you will only fall ugly, and it will hurt a lot! ”

Looking back at Zhangping on the horse behind him, the latter showed disapproving eyes, as if he had expected that such a young child, no matter how smart he was, would not have so much courage! Such a young man can be more assertive, and I'm afraid that the old one is also coming up with ideas next to him! As long as you come back, whether it will be round or flat at that time depends on Lao Tzu's mood!

"Aunt Zhuo, are you afraid?" Er Mo retracted his gaze and looked up at Mu Zhuo, who had been looking at him, and asked softly.

The answer was Mu Zhuo's loving smile and gentle shaking of his head, "Don't be afraid, where the little lady is, Aunt Zhuo is there!" "

"Okay, then let's go down, there are many vines hanging down from this cliff wall all the way down, when we jump down, find an opportunity to catch these vines, maybe, we can live!" After speaking, he took Mu Zhuo's hand and jumped without hesitation.

Feng Mulin, who had been paying attention to Ermo, watched the two jump off the cliff, his bloodshot eyes turned back and stared fiercely, and he also jumped down with Ermo!

"Boss, what now? Do you want to send someone down to search for them? Liu Yong saw the three of them jumping off the cliff one after another, and he immediately didn't know what to do.

Zhangping looked at the cliff that was no one for a while, retracted his gaze, and admired it in his heart, thinking that when he was five years old, he was still coquettish in front of his mother, and he didn't know what night it was, but this girl could decisively decide life and death, anyway, the Qiankun bag has arrived, and the few spirit stones in it are already the biggest harvest, this height has fallen, and it will cost a lot of money to treat it, which is completely unnecessary, even if they can survive by luck, then it is the person's dog life! glanced at Liu Yong and the others, turned the horse, "Let's go, go back with my master and continue drinking!" ”

"Woohoo!! Oh! Oh! Oh! Hearing the boss's order, everyone happily shook their horsewhips and ran in the direction of the cottage! With the departure of the bandits, the jungle returned to the darkness that no one had ever visited.

Putting the Buddha, it was God who was also lamenting the fate of Ermo's calamity, and it was drizzling in the middle of the night.

Feeling a burst of cold Ermo shivered, he wanted to open his eyes, but his vision was blurred by the rain, "It hurts!" It is the only word in the brain after having consciousness, the right foot is even hotter, close his eyes hard to make himself sober, look around, and find Mu Zhuo lying not far away, Er Mo picked up his front body and crawled towards Mu Zhuo step by step on the ground with his immature arms, the rain fell densely on Er Mo's body and flowed down, from the right leg fainted all the way to the blood spread to the surroundings, the small figure squirmed in the dark, and slowly crawled to Mu Zhuo's side, Er Mo took a deep breath and sat up, His hand trembled and stretched out to Mu Zhuo, probed at the tip of Mu Zhuo's nose, and exhaled deeply, fortunately alive! When he fell down just now, Mu Zhuo grabbed Er Mo in his arms, grabbed the vine with one hand, and slammed his body into the mountain wall, which greatly protected Er Mo from being injured by the sharp stones of the mountain wall, but when he was about to land, Er Mo and Mu Zhuo were still blown away by the tree bullets that grew out of the cracks in the stones!

Er Mo sat next to Mu Zhuo and rested for about ten minutes, trying to stand up, but not long after he stood up, his right leg felt a piercing pain, his right leg flashed, and he fell down again. Er Mo sighed, looked at Mu Zhuo, who was unresponsive in the rain, and gritted his teeth vigorously, he had to find a place to hide from the rain! Otherwise, Mu Zhuo and himself will have a high fever, especially Mu Zhuo, who is unconscious! After resting for a while, Er Mo stumbled up, limped and bent over, picked up the rattan on the ground that was torn off because of the slow descent speed, and found that it was still not enough, so he took out the soft knife on his waist, cut some of the longer rattan sticks hanging down the cliff, and pulled it hard into a simple rattan mat.

Er Mo glanced at the sky where there was no rain, and after two hours and a while, wiped a handful of sweat on his face, dragged Mu Zhuo to the rattan mat, fortunately, there was a light rain, because the rain moistened the soil on the ground, and he slipped and put Mu Zhuo on the rattan mat and tied it, pulled the extra rattan around his waist and tied it, and then picked one on his back, limped along the already slippery soil, and walked forward vigorously!

"Are you going to leave me?" Feng Mulin, who didn't know when he woke up, looked at Er Mo, who was about to move forward, with a little loneliness in his eyes. Er Mo glanced at Feng Mulin and didn't speak, and continued to pull the rattan hard.

Feng Mulin looked at Er Mo and didn't answer him, a little disappointed, and then seemed to remember something, stood up and stepped forward to pick up a rattan stick on the ground and bolt it to the rattan mat, and carried it on his shoulder to help Er Mo drag Mu Zhuo, "I have more strength than you!" As if emphasizing that he was useful, Feng Mulin pulled forward vigorously. What is your name? My name is Feng Mulin and I am seven years old! Er Mo looked at the little face that had been filled with dirt, and Feng Mulin, whose facial features were a little blurred, said, "Er Mo." ”

"Ermo, you see there is a city in front, it seems to be Wang Xingcheng! Add more oil! It's coming soon! The two villains didn't know how long they walked, from dark to dawn, and dawn to darkness, during which Mu Zhuo woke up once, and said some dream words vaguely, as if shouting "Miss, Miss" and fell asleep again. The two little people have been dragging Mu Zhuo forward hard, and they have not stopped during the period, and they walked numbly, because they all know that as long as they stop, they will no longer have the strength to stand up! The whole foot was wet with blood, and the flesh and blood of the hands holding the rattan with both hands were blurred, this was still because Feng Mulin was practicing, and his strength was greater than that of Er Mo, as long as he recovered some spiritual power, he would use it without hesitation, so that he could see the city so quickly, otherwise with Er Mo's strength, it would be a problem to get out of the cliff and estimate it.

Probably because it was the middle of the night when I arrived in the city, and no one outside the city could see it!

"Mu Lin, let's go to the hospital first and treat Aunt Zhuo! I remember there was one in the middle of the city! "Ermo has not drunk water for a day, and his voice is hoarse in his throat and is no longer audible." Good! Ermo! Feng Mulin let go of the Buddha because Er Mo took the initiative to speak to him for the first time, and his tone was a little lighter, and he pulled the rattan harder.

"Bang bang! Smack! Feng Mulin slapped the door of the medical hall vigorously, because he was too hard, his hand left a few small bloody handprints on the door, "Who!" I don't sleep in the middle of the night, I call the soul! The doctor rubbed his eyes and opened the door, and found the embarrassed Er Mo, Feng Mulin and Mu Zhuo lying on the ground, and Zou frowned. Are you two little bunnies rich? Knock on the door in the middle of the night! ”

Hearing this, Er Mo knelt on the ground with his feet, knocked hard in the direction of the doctor, and moistened his lips with his tongue, "Please, doctor, save her, I can find a way to make money, I can still do chores, as long as I can save her, I can do anything!" I also have a soft knife here, which I bought for a hundred taels at the time." In the four hundred taels of patched clothes left over from Wang Xingcheng's knife, they were collected along with the inside of the package. Now penniless.

The doctor stepped forward and felt Mu Zhuo's pulse. Looking at the blade in Ermo's hand, "Who wants your broken knife?" You are so young, what kind of money can you make, she is already dying, she needs a lot of precious medicinal materials to hang a breath, it is not worth selling you to this amount, get out, get out of here! With that, he turned around and walked towards the medical hall, pushed Feng Mulin at the door open, and closed the door hard.

Er Mo glanced at the closed door and stood up staggeringly, picked up the rattan on the ground, and walked to the street, but no matter how Er Mo pulled, the rattan mat on the ground couldn't pull for half a minute, Feng Mulin saw this and immediately rushed over, picked up the rattan and pulled it with Er Mo.

When he walked to the intersection of the street, Er Mo felt that his eyes were blurred for a while, and he fell to the ground, Er Mo looked at Mu Zhuo on the ground, did he give up like this, I am unwilling, I am unwilling, I don't want Mu Zhuo to die! No! His eyes were wide open, and there were no tears in it, Feng Mulin let go of the rattan, held Er Mo, and was about to persuade something, when a carriage in the distance came from far and near, stopped in front of Er Mo and the three of them, and opened the horse curtain with one hand, "Monsoon, go and see what is going on with the people lying on the ground?" ”

The driver jumped out of the car, walked in front of Mu Zhuo, and squatted down to sniff. "Master, it's two children and an adult, and the adults still have a breath!" Turning his head to look at the poor Er Mo next to him, and Feng Mulin, who was looking at him, comforted: "Don't worry, the old man of my family has a wonderful hand to rejuvenate, the doctor is very powerful, as long as there is still a breath left, he can definitely be cured!" ”

Er Mo struggled to his knees when he heard Ji Feng's words, kowtowing vigorously, and his head was covered with blood. "Please save her, please save her!" Feng Mulin also ran to Ermo's side at this time, kowtowing together, kowtowing heavily, in the middle of the night, the sound of "dong dong", one by one on the empty street, because of the blood marks on the ground, under the illumination of the headlights, shocking!

Hearing the sound of kowtowing, Wang Heng hurriedly got out of the car, ignoring the dirty mess on Er Mo's body, hugged and said softly: "Child, don't worry!" I'll live her! ”

When Er Mo heard Wang Heng's assurance, he felt that the nerves that had been tense were broken all at once, and the whole person relaxed and passed out in Wang Heng's arms!

"Grandpa, Ermo is fine!" Feng Mulin saw Er Mo who had fainted, stood up and grabbed the corner of Wang Heng's clothes and asked nervously.

Wang Heng looked at Er Mo in his arms. "It depends on the situation, they are all supported in one breath, you get into the carriage first, Monsoon, you pick up the woman on the ground, let's go back quickly!"

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There will be a golden finger for us Xiao Ermo~