"Hey, you can't sleep." Moran Ember slammed his head lightly against Ink's head.

It's just that after Mo Yanjie finished saying that, he didn't say anything again.

It seems that he really fainted.

Moran Ember hoarsely spoke, riveting all his strength, calling out the name of Mo Yan.

It's just that I didn't get a single response from Mo Yan.

Helpless, Moran Ember could only hoarse his voice and ask for help.

They should not have been buried deep, and if she cried for help, she should have been able to hear them.

She was so anxious that she forgot about it.

"Hey, anyone?"

"Help!"

The place where Moran Ember and Ink Smoke were trapped was just crushed under a pile high in the ruins, and the thin air inside could not support it for long, and Moran Ash's consciousness gradually blurred.

Mo Lan Ember thought the same as he actually was, there was indeed a security guard cleaning up the rubble near her, and the security guard heard Mo Lan Ember calling for help, and quickly called for help.

Otherwise, so many people in the Great Hall were in mourning, and if they were not nearby, I am afraid they would not be able to hear it.

"There's someone here, come and help!"

After Mo Lanyan heard this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and subconsciously turned his head and whispered.

"Hey, Mo Yan, someone is coming to save us, don't sleep."

It's just that Mo Yanjue still didn't reply to her.

"Anyway, thank you this time."

"Whether you are using me or for other purposes, I owe this favor."

The more he got to the end, the more laborious it became for Moran Ember to speak. Moran Ember felt that his eyelids were fighting, but in order not to pass out, he could only rely on the last nerve to force himself to wake up.

It took about six or seven minutes for the locations of Moran Ember and Ink Smoke to begin to be excavated. The two began to be exposed to daylight.

Moran Ember closed his eyes and took a moment to adjust to the daylight before opening them.

When Moran Ember opened her eyes, she found that the security guards looked at her with a particularly stunned look.

Moran Ember narrowed his eyes, no, no, their eyes were not looking at her, they were looking at the ink smoke on her!

Mo Lan Ember realized something, and quickly lowered his head, only to realize how miserable the ink smoke was at this moment.

The blonde hair was covered with a thick layer of gray, and the original hair color was no longer visible.

Mo Yanjue's face should be unscarred, but there is a visible wound on his neck. She couldn't see it from the neck, but the situation should not be good, after all, the placket around her neck was already stained red with blood.

Then Moran's afterglow caught a glimpse of Mo Yanjue's hand on his shoulder.

I looked at it for several seconds, until I saw it clearly, and my pupils instantly contracted.

She had been feeling a tingling sensation in her left shoulder, but she didn't expect it to come from this way.

A straight steel pipe directly penetrated the entire palm of the hand, and the skin and flesh were completely turned outward, which looked particularly shocking.

Although Mo Yanjue fell into a fainting, his left hand held the steel pipe tightly, otherwise the steel pipe would not just be as simple as scratching the skin of her left shoulder, I am afraid that it would be directly embedded in her arm.

This scene was deeply reflected in Moran Ash's mind, and she was so shocked that she couldn't say anything for a while, she didn't expect it to be like this.

Mo Yanjue actually teased her in this situation.

What a madman······

Mo Yan, who had been in a coma, quietly moved his eyelids, squinted his eyes, and the deep golden light in his eyes flashed.

Then he slowly closed his eyes, not knowing whether he was unconscious or resting.