On the shore of the cool isolated island, the white waves gently lap on the beach one after another, and there is no trace of the previous ferocity, and there is not even a trace of the afterimage.

A strand of sea water splashed onto the unconscious slender figure on the shore, and although the white sweater draped over his body was dried by the sea breeze, it was still very wrinkled.

Ye Lao's fingers moved weakly, and a faint cough followed.

"Ahem-a-a-"

Ye Lao touched her sandy face with her hand, and then bent her legs and slowly got up, her lean and thin body stood on the shore, turned around, and looked around with panicked eyes.

There was a weak whisper in his mouth, "Han Qi, where are you?" Why can't I see you? Han Qi ......"

Ye Lao stepped forward and dragged her body for more than a dozen steps, and finally, a familiar black shadow came into her eyes.

"Han Qi! Han Qi! Ye Liao hurriedly hiked quickly, but her swaying body was too weak to stand firmly, and she fell down just one step away from Han Qi.

Ye Lone's face was covered with fine sand, and his curled eyelashes couldn't help but carry one or two small grains of residual sand. But she couldn't care about her embarrassment, and urgently crawled to Han Qi's side.

Sure enough, it was him!

Han Qi walked on his back, his thin lips were very pale, without a trace of blood; The long eyelashes close, covering the dark eyes that are usually impenetrable; Although his handsome but tough face was also stained with some fine sand, and his black broken suit was extremely wrinkled, he was still noble and ascetic, indifferent as before, and there was no shadow of the word "embarrassed".

Ye Liao closed his eyelashes and exhaled heavily, and then looked at Han Qi and called him a few times, but Han Qi didn't react.

Ye Lao's heart that had just sunk couldn't help but rise again, she held her breath, her eyelashes kept flashing, and she tugged Han Qi's arm hard as if she had lost an inch, "Han Qi, you get up for me!" My life is so big, how can you be a big man pretending to be dead here! ”

There is no one on this endless, deserted island, so how can you ask someone for help?

Ye Lone's heart was trembling, she was afraid. There weren't many things she was afraid of in her life, but Han Qi was the biggest part of that scared area.

"Han Qi! Don't hold me up, get up! Han—"

"Heh, if you drag him like this, he will have to return to heaven if he doesn't die."

What the?! Died! What kind of nonsense speech that lacks morality!

Ye Lone's words were interrupted by a cold and unfamiliar voice, and she looked angrily at the source of the voice with red eyes.

It was as if it was going to swallow the speaker.

It was actually a half-white hair, but neatly dressed ......

Middle-aged woman!

I'm almost halfway old, and I dare to speak so disrespectfully!

At first glance, it's not a good stubble, you have to guard against it!

Ye Lao tried to raise his voice in order to show his anger and not being weak, but he didn't expect it to be a hoarse tone, "Who are you?" ”

The middle-aged woman didn't answer Ye Lone, and at the same time ignored Ye Lone's murderous eyes, and walked straight in front of Han Qi.

Ye Lao immediately climbed forward and blocked Han Qi's body, his lips pursed, and he despised the middle-aged woman.

This old woman, is it possible that she still has a crush on her man?!

It's really not ashamed to be old!

After the middle-aged woman looked Ye Lonely up and down for a while, she lowered her head and clapped her hands comfortably, raised her lips and said, "I want to save someone's life than to create a seventh-level floating slaughter, and I want to save that little brother, but you are so obstructive to me, why should I try my best to save him thanklessly." ”

Ye Lao raised his head, the red in his eyes gradually faded, he looked at the middle-aged woman with hope, and said eagerly: "Can you save him?" ”