068 Ling Jiantong's tears

More than a dozen wagons of relief food in the face of natural disasters, simply vulnerable, the stones in front of them scattered all over the ground, like a hill, some soldiers were crushed under the stones, crying dad and mother, and some soldiers in order to survive, they simply drew knives and cut off their arms, bleeding all over the ground......

Suddenly, chaos, panic, and cries occupied people's sight and hearing.

Two of them were not badly wounded, but they struggled to pick up the huge rocks, ignoring the danger of the aftershocks.

Ling Jiantong's fair face had been stained with dust, she looked unkempt, she was not embarrassed, her expression was very wooden, her fingertips were worn and bleeding because she kept picking up the stones, but she didn't even frown, as if the pain didn't happen to her.

In her eyes, there was only the lingering white figure, and if she wanted to find him, she must find him.

To live is to see people, and to die is to see corpses.

Ye Zhengbai's speed was faster than Ling's pupils, after all, he had cultivated in Lingqing Mountain, and his internal strength was different from ordinary people, as long as he went down with one palm, the stones could be cracked, he didn't know how many stones he had photographed, but he dug so deep, he couldn't see half a trace of Mu Jinghong.

His palms have begun to redden, and even have a tendency to turn purple, but he still hasn't given up any hope, even if he finishes splitting these stones, even if his palms are scrapped, he will find Mu Jinghong, no, he will see Mu Jinghong alive and completely!

"Mu Jinghong, you fool, I told you to let go, why don't you let go?"

Ling Jiantong's eyes were red, her nails had flown up, her flesh and blood were blurred, and the stones that she had painstakingly turned aside were all stained with her blood.

"Mu Jinghong, you must hold on, you can't die, even if everyone in the world is dead, you nasty ghost can't die!" Ling Jiantong shouted a warning at the depths of the stone.

"Mu Jinghong, you come out for me, where are you hiding?"

Ling Jiantong had been moving for an hour, her physical strength had long been exhausted, beads of sweat were dripping down, her temples were close to her cheeks, and her face was pale as if she was about to collapse.

She leaned against the pile of rocks that she had moved into a small mountain, gasping for air, but her eyes were always fixed on the half-dug stones, and she was a little desperate.

"Miss Ling, are you alright?" Ye Zhengbai saw that Ling Jiantong was already tired, so he hurriedly ran over to support her and asked worriedly.

Where can Ling Jiantong still take care of herself, she saw Ye Zhengbai, hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, and asked anxiously, "What about Mu Jinghong?" Brother Ye, have you found him? ”

Ye Zheng's white eyes dimmed, he shook his head slightly, under the wrist that was grabbed by Ling Jiantong, his five fingers were clenched into a fist, he hated, he hated that he should have let Mu Jinghong go down first, his light skills were not bad, as long as he and Ling Jiantong came down first, maybe no one would be fine.

Ling Jiantong's body trembled slightly, no, she can't waste time here anymore, seventy-two hours, the best rescue time is seventy-two hours, how long has it been, Mu Jinghong must have nothing to do, his life is so hard, how could something happen?

Ling Jiantong staggered up, threw himself directly to the stone that had not yet been dug up, and was about to continue moving, but Ye Zhengbai stopped her and said: "Miss Ling, if you go on like this, your body will be unbearable, you go to the side first to rest for a while, leave it to me here, I will definitely find the third brother." ”

Ling Jiantong waved his hand away and continued to carry the stones, the hands that were already a little rough were now blurred by blood, a little shocking and terrifying.

Ye Zhengbai was about to continue to persuade, but suddenly, he heard a hurried sound of horses' hooves in the distance, Ye Zhengbai raised his eyes, and saw that it was Situ Qianchen who came in a hurry with more than a dozen soldiers.

They looked at each other, Situ Qianchen showed some doubts between his eyebrows, he immediately turned over and dismounted, walked in front of Ye Zhengbai, and said, "Big brother, why are you here?" ”

Ye Zhengbai didn't have time to explain to him carefully, since Situ Qianchen was here, then there was a helper, and Mu Jinghongsheng's hope was one more heavy.

"The third brother was crushed under the stone, second brother, you hurry up and ask your people to come over to help."

"What?" Situ Qianchen frowned, and suddenly saw Ling Jiantong, who was lying on the stone not far away, with his whole body lying on the stone and continuing to move the stone.

He looked back and said in a cold voice, "What are you still looking at?" Why don't you come over and help save people! ”

After that, he walked to Ling Jiantong's side alone, and grabbed her arm with one hand, she didn't have any strength in the first place, and she was able to support it until now by relying on Mu Jinghong's spiritual pillar.

"Miss Ling, leave the matter of finding the third brother to me, you need to rest now."

Ling Jiantong saw the cold man in front of her clearly, and she didn't feel a little happy in her heart, but she pushed his hand away and said stubbornly: "I hurt him, so I have to find him." ”

"But how can a body like yours support it?"

"General Situ, you don't care about me, hurry, quickly find Mu Jinghong is the main thing."

When Ling Jiantong turned around and was about to continue the fight against these stones, he suddenly heard someone coming from there: "General, I found it, I found the Seventh Prince!" ”

Ling Jiantong suddenly raised his head, and ran in the direction of the sound without thinking, and sure enough, on the other side of the stone pile, two or three soldiers carried Mu Jinghong, who was unconscious buried under the stones, to the open ground.

His face was full of bruises, and his arms and legs were also bleeding, Ye Zhengbai immediately stepped forward, and clicked on several big points on his body with one hand, and then checked the pulse, although it was very weak, but it was better than nothing.

"Mu Jinghong." Ling Jiantong's legs weakened, and he knelt directly in front of him.

His handsome face was covered with dust and blood, but it could not hide his beauty.

Ling Jiantong held his somewhat cold arm, and his eyes instantly moistened: "Mu Jinghong, don't pretend to be asleep, you get up quickly, this joke is not funny at all." ”

"Miss Ling......" Situ Qianchen wanted to pull Ling Jiantongs up, after all, Mu Jinghong now needed to hurry back to the barracks to heal, but Ling Jiantong, who was about to collapse just now, suddenly didn't know where the strength came from, and pushed Situ Qianchen over, and his voice became cold: "Mu Jinghong, you fool, you are really a big fool, don't you never want to suffer?" Then why don't you let go, you're pretending to be asleep here now, you want to be a hero, don't you? I tell you, there are no doors! You get up for me! ”

Ling Jiantong pulled Mu Jinghong's arm, his body was made to move by her, Ye Zhengbai couldn't stand it anymore, even normal people were tortured like this by Ling Jiantong, and they couldn't stand it, why should it be such a seriously injured patient?

"Miss Ling, the third brother needs to heal as soon as possible now, don't ......"

"Fuck off, this is a personal vendetta between me and him, and none of you can take care of it!" Ling Jiantong raised his eyes suddenly, and Ye Zhengbai was stunned by a loud shout.

Ling Jiantong continued to pull Mu Jinghong, who was lying on the ground like a dead man: "You want to scare me, my aunt and grandmother grew up in a haunted house since she was a child, can't you get up?!" ”

The surrounding soldiers circled, staring at Ling Jiantong like a madman, and under her continuous pulling, Mu Jinghong's hanging fingers moved slightly.

"Mu Jinghong, you still owe me a life, I won't just cheapen you like this, you must return it to me as a cow and a horse, otherwise, I will definitely go to Hades and personally push you into the oil pot, so that you can taste the taste of burnt on the outside and tender on the inside."

Ling Jiantong's voice was hoarse, her chest rose and fell violently, making her breath unstable, and her bloodstained hands really didn't have the strength to tear anymore, just when she was about to give up, suddenly, her body was hooked by something, and it pressed on Mu Jinghong's chest.

This move couldn't help but make Ling Jiantong's eyes widen, and even everyone present was shocked.

The world fell silent all at once, and only the powerful heartbeat of his strong chest could be heard.

"Knock Knock"

The originally weak pulse magically returned to normal, and for a while, the two hearts were so close that they couldn't even tell Ling Jian's pupils close, and the heartbeat was his own or Mu Jinghong's.

"Fool, am I such a wordless person?"

The familiar voice echoed in her ears, although his tone was weak, but when it reached Ling Jiantong's ears, Ling Jiantong's red eyes couldn't help but shed tears anymore, she buried her whole face in his chest, her little hands beat him again and again, as if venting her anger, and said angrily: "Mu Jinghong, you liar, I knew you wouldn't die...... Great, great. ”

Her shoulders shook excitedly, Mu Jinghong hugged her, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, but in the end, he was handsome for only three seconds, and he fainted again.

Ye Zhengbai and Situ Qianchen stood on the side, looking at the scene of them hugging each other, and couldn't help but rejoice in their hearts, thanks to Ling Jiantong's awakening of Mu Jinghong, otherwise, with his pulse hanging by a thread, even if he returned to the barracks, I am afraid it would be too late.

In the barracks, Ye Zhengbai was facing the pile of bottles and cans on the table, and when he was studying hard, Mu Jinghong, who was lying on the bed, woke up.

Ye Zhengbai heard Mu Jinghong's cough, hurriedly took a glass of water, and fed him in time, and his throat, which was about to smoke, eased a lot.

Mu Jinghong ** on his upper body, his arms and waist were wrapped in white cloth, and he felt that his bones were about to fall apart when he moved slightly.

Mu Jinghong lowered his eyes, and his tone was a little hard: "Big brother, is this what you bandaged me?" ”

Ye Zhengbai put down the water glass and didn't even glance at him: "What do you think?" ”

Mu Jinghong tilted his neck, his eyes half-narrowed and sarcastic: "It's definitely not you, your bandaging technique is simply amazing, if it's really you, then I'm afraid I won't be able to watch it now." ”