The rest of the time, for me, was almost a flash, the blood on my face was wiped dry, the blood on my clothes had coagulated, and I had to take it off. Little by little, things in front of me regained clarity.

Kuroko dragged his tired body and limped back and forth, and every time he came back, he carried someone on his back and put it next to me!

A voice in my head was telling me: Someone is dead, someone you know, die, go and see, go and save them! However, no matter how anxious my consciousness urged, my stiff neck could not move. Little by little, the struggle piled up, until Kuroko's figure stopped, he lit a cigarette with his bloodied hand, and looked at me with a sad look in his eyes, and I could barely twist my head.

When his eyes fell, it was his grandfather, the fat man, the smoker, the monkey, and Zhou Qi who were lying down. They were all already closed and motionless. Looking forward, Taro was dragging his crippled body, moving towards his grandfather and a few of them with only his hands, he should have wanted to treat them, but his legs had been scrapped.

Looking further ahead, the monkey, the eldest two were back to back, barely keeping their eyes open, a cigarette in the corner of their mouth, and the smoke filled me, and the impression of the two of them was only like a return to the light before death.

As my gaze continued, I knew I still had people to see, but my mind couldn't remember anything about the approaching strike. It wasn't until I couldn't give up and moved my gaze back to my left side that I realized that the woman with a beautiful face was lying quietly next to her! It took a few minutes for my eyes to fall on the woman before I finally remembered her name: Liu Jing!

For a long, long time, the words 'they died, they died' echoed in my mind repeatedly. Taro dragged his scrapped legs and crawled the sand for a long time, and after checking the situation of his grandfather and Liu Jing, he began to apply medicine to his immobile legs, watching the nerves on his legs jump like crazy under the covered herbs. It will take a long time for the taro to be able to stand up tremblingly.

Every step is like a taro who bears immeasurable pain, first simply applied some medicine to the wound on Kuroko's body, and then walked towards the monkey and the big head step by step, and at a short distance of five meters, he fell three heels to arrive.

The monkey and the big two were also scarred, and from my position, it felt as if I could see the bones through the wounds. The sweat on Taro's forehead flowed down like rain, and the pain lingered like maggots on the tarsal bones, making him feel as if he was going to die even with the simple action of raising his arm.

The treatment of the two people, no matter how anxious Taro was, still lasted for more than 20 minutes, during which every time Taro's hand touched the two of them, they would be so painful that the bruises on their faces were exposed, as if they were about to pop out. By the time the treatment was over, the two of them had just walked through the Netherworld.

After confirming that the monkey and the big head should be fine, the taro walked to me again, and I stared blankly at the taro whose face was covered with fine sand due to the continuous fall of the outside world, but refused to give up, and tears poured out of my eyes. When Taro saw that I was looking at him, he suddenly smiled at me, as if to comfort me: It's nothing, don't worry! (To be continued......)