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Hu Shijiu attached to Han Mochen's ear and kept calling, she didn't even dare to drag Han Mochen hard, because the blood stains on his back seemed to be expanding!

Murong Ye's sword stabbed so deeply......

Hu Shijiu knelt beside Han Mochen at a loss, she thought about whether to place Han Mochen in a relatively secret place in the woods first, and then, according to what Han Mochen said before he fell unconscious, she ran all the way to the northwest and went there to seek help. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info'

However, she wasn't sure if those pursuers from the Great Yan Kingdom were ...... during the time she was away.

Dilemma.

To stay here is to die.

If you leave here, you may not have a chance of surviving.

However, these are not the most important, the most important thing is Han Mochen, the bloodstains on his back, still, still can't stop!

Hu Jiu closed her eyes in despair, what should she do to recapture the dying Han Mochen from the ghost gate again!

If, if Han Mochen still wants to die in this life, what is the point of his rebirth?

"Han Mochen......" Hu Nineteen's hand was Han Mochen's gradually drying bloodstains, with his breath, the breath of blood, "I'll take you away!" ”

As she spoke, she put one of Han Mochen's arms on her shoulder, clenched her teeth, and helped Han Mochen to stand up slowly with all her might.

However, Han Mochen's tall body was like a boulder pressing on Hu Nineteen's shoulders at this time, Hu Nineteen stumbled, seeing that Han Mochen was about to fall to the ground again, she hurriedly "carried" Han Mochen, almost half-kneeling, moving forward with difficulty, even if it was crawling forward, she wanted to bring Han Mochen back to the territory of the Han family's army!

The sand and stone were rough, and Hu Shijiu's white hands took a step on the ground and moved. `

She didn't care about the sharp pain in her hands, she just looked forward to herself. Moving forward, even if he can take one more step, it seems that only in this way will Han Mochen have a better chance of surviving.

"Han Mochen......" she said to Han Mochen behind her. We're almost there......"

The unconscious man behind him had a faint snort hu jiu smiled han mochen s towel didn t know where it fell right now. He hung down to Hu Shijiu's cheeks, a little itchy, and a little ......

The sound of chasing soldiers gradually moved away, Hu Shijiu could no longer move a step forward, she struggled to put Han Mochen down gently from her back, and the man with long ink color was something she had never seen before.

It's serene, like a person who has been tired for a long time, falling into a deep deep sleep.

Sweat, dripping in the eyes. A little itchy, Hu Shijiu stared at Han Mochen and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his face.

"Shhh The fine sand and stone cut through Hu Shijiu's white hands, and some hard sand and gravel were embedded in her palms. I don't think so, but now, it's ten fingers connected to the heart.

I couldn't see my fingers around me. Even Hu Shijiu couldn't take out the sand and stones in his hand one by one.

She rubbed her hands against each other a few times, and the pain in her heart made her sweat rain. `

His hands were just injured by sand and stones. Han Mochen: He ......

Han Mochen, who was leaning against the tree, was unconscious, however, the more obvious the breath of blood behind him was, it was a breath of death......

"Han Mochen. Hold! "Seeing that his life is being consumed little by little. Hu Shijiu knew that perhaps, Han Mochen would not wake up again.

However, she just couldn't believe it and couldn't accept it.

She gently tested Han Mochen's snort with her hand.

The breath was so weak that Hu Shijiu could barely feel it......

"Han Mochen!" The tears that have been holding back come out of my eyes!

Hu Shijiu stretched out his hand, she hugged Han Mochen tightly, she knew that his broad back, those bright red blood, with his life, were rapidly draining!

"Don't die! Don't die! Hu Jiu called out one after another, her hands were full of warm blood, she couldn't tell whether it was her own or Han Mochen's......

I don't know if it's Hu Nineteen's illusion, gradually, the blood became cold......

Could it be because Han Mochen had already shed blood......

"Han Mochen!"

Hu Jiu sat up straight in a panic, she looked down at the blood in her hands, she couldn't just watch Han Mochen's life pass away.

However, the blood in his hands was like a faint candle flame in the dark night, glowing a warm red.

"Han Mochen......" Hu Shijiu raised his head in surprise and looked at the man in front of him.

This name, she called out loudly, the past, the midnight dream.

Han Mochen still seemed to be asleep.

But......

Hu Shijiu raised his right hand lightly, trembling, and ......

Her hand stayed in the air, but it was so hesitant that she was really scared......

She was afraid that even Han Mochen's faint snort would no longer be able to feel it.

However, the red light on his hand illuminated Han Mochen in front of him, making his pale face seem to have a trace of blood.

Hu Nineteen leaned forward, her hand on Han Mochen's lips.

The red light slowly flowed into Han Mochen's body along the corners of his mouth.

Hu Nineteen's hand was placed on Han Mochen's face, and the red light slowly merged into his torso along his snort......

The red glow, with the breath of life.

From Hu Shijiu's fingertips, it flew and lingered into Han Mochen's body.

This is......

Hu Shijiu's face became extremely delicate.

She laughed, this is fox blood, precious fox blood, although she is already a human body, but she is a fox spirit, otherwise, in the previous life, those two women would not have to use mulberry paper painted with cinnabar to murder themselves.

Otherwise, in this life, how could Hu Shijiu have a sense of hearing, smell, and vision that are different from ordinary people......

Fox blood, the spirit fox of Fox Mountain - the blood of "Hu Nineteen" illuminated the dark jungle and brought Han Mochen a chance to live!

Hu Jiujiu smiled, smiled, she reached out and held Han Mochen's Qinglong spear, the green dragon circled the body of the spear, and it was once mighty, but at this time, it was like compassion.

She smiled, she was so happy, she didn't hesitate to grab the tip of the gun and stab it hard into the palm of her hand.

"Heh," Hu Shijiu raised his blood-drenched palm, and every drop of red fox blood dripped on Han Mochen's body, and his wound was an inch better.

"Han Mochen......" Drops of fox blood splashed on Han Mochen's cheeks and shoulders, he gradually, had a warm breath, his brows wrinkled slightly, and his eyes slowly opened......

In front of her, the girl in the red light was like a fairy in the forest, and when she saw Han Mochen's awakening, she showed the most touching smile in the world.

She said softly: "Han Mochen, you, wake up, it's good to ......"

As she spoke, the red light faded, and the girl fell forward softly and fell on Han Mochen's chest.

"Nineteen!" Han Mochen called out in a low voice.

He only remembered that he fought bloodily and escaped from Dayan's camp with Hu Shijiu. However......

However......

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