Most of the figure was trapped in the mire, and it was only because the forearm was entangled in the miscellaneous branches on the edge of the mire that it was not swallowed by the poisonous swamp.

"Big brother!"

Shen Junjiu ran over quickly, only to find that Shen Qingwu had passed out.

Most of his clothes were corroded, and the branches and leaves around his arms were broken.

And half of his arm was mottled by a lone insect after falling into the mire.

Shen Junjiu grabbed Shen Qingwu's exposed arm hard, trying to drag the person out.

But the mire stuck him tightly in it, and he couldn't move at all, but because of her tugging, he sank him a little more.

"Big Brother ......"

Shen Junjiu's whole person was dragged and slid towards the poisonous swamp, and his calves were instantly submerged by the poisonous swamp.

The poisonous insects in the quagmire climbed down her calves, and the pain made her face instantly pale.

But she still held Shen Qingwu's hand tightly in her hand and refused to let go, while grabbing the root of the tree at the other end.

The nails sank into the stakes, and the fingers were dripping with blood as they cracked......

……

In the darkness of the woods, someone spoke.

"This poisonous swamp is already extremely trapped, and if you can't get out of it immediately, you will only fall deeper and deeper."

"If that girl pulls like this again, not only will she not be able to save people, but I'm afraid she will be dragged into the poisonous swamp and killed."

After his voice fell, there was silence beside him, and no one spoke.

After a while, the man just now continued, "Wuge, someone is coming, but you want to stop it?" ”

The person beside him who had never spoken turned around, and his pale and emaciated face, like a dry well and a deep pool, was full of condensation in his phoenix eyes, and when he looked at people like that, it seemed to be with a thorn, which made people's hearts beat.

"You're idle?"

"I just think this little girl is quite pathetic."

"There are many poor people in this world, who are not struggling in hell."

The person who was called Wuge spoke extremely coldly, and looked at Shen Jun on the edge of the poisonous swamp like a dead man.

"Surrounded by strong enemies, there are crises everywhere, and you know that you can't do it, but you still want to do it, this is not persistence, but stupidity."

"Such a stupid person, whether he lives or dies, what does this king have to do with it?"

Xiao Huai listened to the words of the people around him and took it for granted, as if his previous sympathy was just casually spoken.

On the warm face, the peach blossom eyes were full of coldness.

"You're still so ruthless, it's a pity that you're such a little beauty."

He chuckled and tilted his head,

"Since you don't want to be a hero to save the beauty, let's go."

In a word, it's cold and chilling.

Yan Wuge turned his head and turned to leave, but suddenly stopped at his feet.

He looked at the girl in red who had been on the edge of the poisonous swamp and saw that she let go of her hand and freed herself from the poisonous swamp.

Xiao Huai was surprised: "Is this giving up?" ”

Yan Wuge just looked at it lightly, with a slight mockery on his lips.

I was about to speak, but the next moment the mockery froze on my lips.

Shen Junjiu quickly unbuttoned his clothes and tied the belt around his waist and his coat together.

One end was wrapped around Shen Qingwu's upper body, and the other end was tied to the wood on the edge of the poisonous swamp, and then she quickly picked up some branches and leaves to cover the clothes that fell on the ground, while she herself stood on the edge of the poisonous swamp with only her underwear.

She picked up some branches and leaves and spread them lightly on the mire, reached out and pulled the hairpin from between her hair and held it in her hand, before lying down directly.

She buried all the lower half of her body in the mud on the edge of the poisonous swamp, and with the cover of Shen Qingwu in front of her, it looked as if she had also fallen into the mud.

A hand clung to something on the shore, and her blood-stained face was full of cruelty.