Ma Baohua leaned over, balanced his body, and immediately pulled out the soft sword on his waist and swung it to the bottom of the sunflower root, and the petite waist twisted with it, and in an instant, the sword shadow flew up and down, hitting each other, like a silver snake flying, dazzling. Kwai Xuezi was enraged, screaming, and finally, helping each other, enthusiastically rising, Ma Baohua blocked with a sword, she made another effort, the sword was like a spirit snake entangled with one of its sunflower branches, a pull and a send, and the sunflower branches were uprooted.

"Stretch out your hand slightly" Ma Baohua looked at Song Weiwei anxiously.

Song Wei lost too much blood, her bright eyes were a little loose at this time, she was dying, the corners of her mouth were torn out with a faint smile, her hand trembled and stretched out to her, holding hands and feet, floating up.

Ma Baohua clamped her under her armpit, and turned her head to see that Bu Jingyan had already lost her breath, her limbs had been torn apart, the broken limbs were uneven, the bones were connected to the tendons, the tendons were wrapped around the flesh, and the flesh was bloodless...... , Ma Baohua's face has turned white.

Finally, he used his light skills to fly in the direction of Yunlin.

Song Weiwei's ears heard a slightly hoarse voice from the man, and finally his head was tilted, and he was already unconscious.

I don't know who suggested burning Aoi, and after a while, I saw a sea of fire flowing across the sky, and crazy waves of fire one after another, as if they wanted to swallow the sky. The smoke was filled with smoke below the sea of fire, and the sound of Aoi Blood's voice was mournful, and the pain pierced through the heart.

Because Song was slightly unconscious, several people had to set up camp, the twilight was vast, and the excitement on everyone's faces had disappeared, leaving only sad faces, hoping to survive the catastrophe safely.

On the second day, Song Weiwei woke up slowly, several people were already on the way, the snow-white skirt cloth was tightly attached to her wounds, and a little red trace appeared, and when she looked down, she saw that she was struggling to get down on Yunlin's back.

Yun Lin didn't sleep all night last night, and his slightly pale thin lips opened gently: "Don't move, rest well, you have lost too much blood"

I don't know if it's because of the injury, Song Weiwei just wants to close his eyes at this moment, let his tense body and mind relax, lie on Yunlin's shoulder again, and ask sullenly: "Am I very heavy?"

Yun Lin stopped, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's not heavy, if I can, I want to keep going like this"

Song raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked himself in a low voice, "If I could really do this, I wouldn't be so tired."

Song Weiwei said too quietly, Yun Lin didn't hear clearly and asked suspiciously: "What did you say?"

"It's nothing, you can't keep up with them if you don't leave"

Yun Lin raised his eyes, Ma Baohua and their figures were only a few small dots, Yun Lin tightened his hands tightly, and then continued to take steps.

Song Weiwei raised the corners of his mouth at this time, secretly said thank you, and closed his eyes.

Song Weiwei had a long dream, dreaming that when she and Yunluo met for the first time, she was only six years old at that time, abandoned by her parents, it was the middle of winter, the north wind was cold, and a heavy snow was brewing, Song Weiwei was barefoot, in a small corner full of garbage, trembling and crying, a little girl combed two pigtails, holding a cold steamed bun in her hand, her face was purple from the cold, she squatted down and asked with some curiosity: "Are you like this, can't you find your mother?"

Song Weiwei, who was a tear-eyed mother-in-law, raised her eyes and couldn't forget the smile of the angel at that time, "My name is Song Weiwei, my mother said that the girl was a burden to the family, put me in the orphanage, I ran away secretly, am I very brave"

Yunluo's little hand touched her face and laughed, "Liar, then why are you crying?"

Song was slightly embarrassed, "I.. I'm cold."

Yunluo put the cold steamed bun in her hand in her hand, her eyes hinted at letting her eat, Song Weiwei also devoured it politely, she hadn't eaten for a day.

Yunluo stood up and said, "I'm leaving, otherwise the big brother will lose his temper and beat people later."

"Can you take me with you?"

Yunluo hesitated, the eldest brother said that as long as it was a homeless child, she could bring it back, and she should be able to do it too, "Okay, then you have to be obedient at all."

The immature voice sounded, "Well. I will repay you in the future" So when she grew up, Song Wei didn't forget her original heart, and when she saw that Yunluo was in danger, she had the move to block bullets with her body.

The two little people held hands, and the figures gradually faded away, far away, and disappeared at the crossroads.

Song Wei lay on Yun Lin's shoulder, and two lines of tears flowed down from the corners of her eyes and dripped down her shoulder.

Yun Lin felt something and froze instantly, turned his head to look, obviously in the dream, what happened to her, she was still crying in the dream, and finally continued to walk quietly.