"Tang Ziye, what are you doing?"

Suddenly hugged by Tang Ziye, Tao Yao's face turned red, and he said shyly and angrily: "Don't let go of me quickly!" ”

"It's dangerous for you to go on like this."

Tang Ziye frowned, holding Tao Yao's waist with one hand and the ruins with the other, and said, "I'll go down with you, so that you can also take care of it." ”

"You have a respiratory disease, it's all dust down there, don't you want to die!"

Tao Yao turned his head and glanced at Tang Ziye, and subconsciously retorted.

Tang Ziye took Tao Yao's hand and sent it forward, and at the same time stepped into the ruins with one foot, and said in a deep voice: "You are not afraid of death as a woman, but I am still afraid of a man?" ”

"You ......"

Tao Yao glanced at Tang Ziye, his eyes were complicated, and finally nodded and said, "Okay, let's go down together!" ”

The two acted separately, Tao Yao's side was a boy who was more severely pressed, his legs were completely crushed by the stones, and he lay in the ruins without any movement.

Tao Yao slowly crawled over, reached out and probed in front of his nose, and found that there was a snort, she carefully pushed the yellow mud brick on his leg.

Finding that she couldn't push at all, she reached out and fumbled, and found that it was a very big one, gritted her teeth, she reached out and pushed hard, and moved slightly, she was a little happy in her heart.

Tang Ziye, who had already sent a little girl here, found that she seemed to be a little difficult here, so he crawled over: "How is it?" ”

"This collapse is a bit big, but I should be fine, you help me drag him out." As she spoke, her shoulders leaned over her shoulders.

Gritting her teeth and pushing up, her forehead was covered with sweat, and her shoulders ached as if they had been crushed.

Tang Ziye clearly saw that her face had changed, but he still hurriedly dragged the child up and out, Tao Yao's shoulders were almost broken, and only then did he hear Tang Ziye say, "Okay, you put it down slowly." ”

Tao Yao, who was half-propped up, trembled, and there was a heart-piercing pain from his elbow against the ground.

Tang Ziye sent the child out, and Duoduo hurriedly bit the child's collar and stayed away.

There is one child left, but this child is the most difficult to save.

The two slowly removed the messy wood, and Tang Ziye lay down into the depths of the ruins, holding the collapsed object above his head with his hands while shrinking inside.

And just as he was about to approach the child, Tao Yao heard a click.

A wooden board fell, and suddenly dust rose everywhere, trapping Tao Yao and Tang Ziye in a small space full of dust, and the dust kept falling on their bodies, and Tao Yao and Tang Ziye couldn't open their eyes.

It seemed that a century had passed before the dust gradually calmed down, and Tao Yao said to Tang Ziye in a hoarse voice: "How are you?" ”

"I ......"

Tang Ziye's voice was so weak that he could barely hear it clearly.

The dust was fatal to him with respiratory ailments, and the inhaled dust had already made it difficult for him to breathe.

Tao Yao also judged from his voice and the increasingly obvious wheezing sound that he was already in a very bad state.

No way!

He's going to die!

Tao Yao's hand clenched tightly, and many thoughts flashed in her mind, and finally she struggled to arch up, arched the collapsed object on her body, found Tang Ziye's position, lowered her head and kissed it.

Mouth-to-mouth resuscitation!

Now that's the only way.

While giving Tang Ziye artificial respiration and pressing his chest, Tao Yao couldn't help but say, "Tang Ziye, cheer up!" ”

Tang Ziye, who was lying under her, felt her breathing, as well as her soft lips, and the hand that kept pressing his chest, and his expression was a little dazed.