Keep walking. Keep walking. In Bai Ruotong's memory, only that part was the most sluggish, her body was numb, even her brain was numb, she still didn't fall, there was only one voice in her head: live.

Maybe it's because she's too obsessed.

Maybe it was her hallucination, she felt that she had walked out of the woods, in front of her was a large pond similar to a rice field reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, looking at the sparkling water, her throat was getting more and more itchy, Bai Ruotong jumped down like a demon, buried her head in the water and drank it in a big gulp, the cool water irrigated her already exhausted body, and her stomach was swollen when she drank, Bai Ruotong raised her head from the water, and the whole person was a lot more sober.

"It's not a dream. Bai Ruotong gave herself a mouthful, she grinned in pain, she finally walked out of the broken forest like a maze, she wanted to jump up happily, but found that she couldn't move at all, and her feet were slowly stuffing down.

What the hell is this?!Bai Ruotong tried hard to pull out her foot, but the more she moved, the quagmire under her feet grabbed her foot like a life, and slowly sank deeper and deeper.

Swamp!!! It was the excitement that flashed through the swamp's !! mind, making her stand motionless on the water like a scarecrow in a rice field, and sure enough, the swamp slowed down when it reached her waist.

Bai Ruotong was anxious, his head turned slowly like a machine, and he searched around unwillingly, hoping to find a glimmer of hope in despair, but there were no hills around, no trees, birds and beasts extinct, and people were deserted.

It's quiet, it's too quiet, the noon sun makes people's scalps hurt, there are no living creatures around, and you can't even feel the flow of air.

It's over, Bai Ruotong is really completely desperate, back then, the Red Army's 25,000-mile long march across the grassland, and tens of thousands of people died, which can almost be described as miserable, and now she has also taken the old road, but I don't know if the taste of drowning is uncomfortable

Before she knew it, the swamp was already up to her chest, and she could clearly feel the mud under the calm water squeezing his body softly, with indescribable discomfort, she instinctively raised her hands high, staring in horror at the water that was getting closer and closer to her nose.

The fear she had never had, the fear of dying, made her cry out for help

"Help!!"

"Help!!"

She shouted desperately into the endless wilderness, the empty wilderness echoed over and over again, however, there was no response to the swamp water, still flooded her mouth and then to her nose She closed her eyes in despair, this time, really dead.

"Catch!" Just as her eyes were about to sink into the swamp, a warm male voice rang out behind her, and then rancid mud penetrated into her ears, mouth, and nostrils.

Immediately after, she heard someone jump down, right beside her, a pair of big hands held up her body, and then a warm body approached her, she felt his strong heartbeat, he hugged her very tightly, as if to crush her into his body, she heard his warm and beautiful voice with a firm voice: "Don't be afraid, we will live." ”

Don't be afraid, we will live.

Don't be afraid, we'll live.

Don't be afraid, we will live

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(Tianjin)