Wu Xiaoxie and the fat man supported each other and stumbled towards the other end of the rift.

Wu Xiaoxie couldn't get up after falling down several times because of the injury on his leg, and the fat man had to carry Zhang Qixun on his back and drag Wu Xiaoxie.

The wounds on his body were so numb that he couldn't feel the pain, and he was supported by the instinct and willpower to survive, and he kept moving forward, and then forward, and in the end, it almost became a little bit of moving forward.

The two climbed over a boulder like a hill, and when they went downhill, the fat man finally couldn't hold on, and his legs went limp.

With a conscious pull of his hand, Wu Xiaoxie also rolled down, and with Zhang Qixun on his back, the three of them rolled down the slope at once.

The fat man's head touched a not-so-sharp gravel, which made him dizzy for a few seconds, and he lay on the ground for a while, then struggled to get up, shook his head, and sobered himself up.

"Innocent, don't sleep, we'll be able to get out in no time." The fat man patted Wu Xiaoxie, who was crooked next to him.

Wu Xiaoxie moved slightly, touched the wound on his back, and immediately screamed in pain, and the injured leg was so cold that he lost consciousness because of blood loss.

Wu Xiaoye took a breath and said in a trance, "Are we still alive?"

The flurry of dizzy brains made him a little unsure of what day it was.

The fat man smiled bitterly, "Alive, but it's just as dead."

Wu Xiaoxie struggled to get up and looked at the fat man's back, "Where's the wooden fish? How is he?"

The fat man was stunned for a moment, subconsciously touched his back, never thought that the tentacles were empty, and broke out in a cold sweat, "It's bad, I dropped the wooden fish!"

Wu Xiaoxie was also anxious when he heard this, "Where's the flashlight? Where's the flashlight?"

There was a faint white light in the darkness not far ahead.

"There!"

The fat man got up, picked up Wu Xiaoxie, and the two of them crawled to Bai Guang, only to find that it was not a flashlight that was glowing, but a headlamp, which was probably falling out of Zhang Qixun's pocket, probably knocking on the switch, and then it lit up.

Wu Xiaoxie picked up the headlamp, looked around, and saw the blood stains on the ground, which extended to the three-way intersection in front of him.

"Found it." Wu Xiaoxie said in surprise.

The two hurriedly walked over, turned Zhang Qixun who was lying on the ground over, tried his heartbeat, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, it's okay, it's still angry."

Wu Xiaoxie tested the temperature of his forehead and was surprised, "Huh? It doesn't seem to be as hot as it used to be."

As he spoke, he reached out and opened Zhang Qixun's clothes, lifted the corner of the bandage and saw that the black unicorn tattoo on the left side burned due to the high temperature was much lighter than before.

But the red flame tattoo on the right chest is still as active as ever, and it doesn't mean to die down.

But fortunately, Xu is far away from the bronze door, and the phenomenon of blood coming out of the pores on Zhang Qixun's body has also disappeared.

The fat man muttered in wonder, "Isn't that broken bronze door a conflict with Muyu? Nothing will happen to that little brother when he enters that evil gate, right?"

Wu Xiaoxie shook his head and said uncertainly, "Since the little brother took the initiative to enter the bronze gate, maybe, maybe, there should be no accident."

The fat man nodded, "You're right, the stuffy oil bottle is a very cautious person, he won't do things that he is not sure of, let's hurry up and take the wooden fish out first, it may not be safe here, the ghost knows if those dead birds will persistently chase after them."

Wu Xiaoxie nodded, helped Zhang Qixun to the fat man's back, and shone the miner's lamp on the three-pronged crack in front of him, and the two looked at each other, both a little dumbfounded.

"How to get there?" The fat man asked softly.

Wu Xiaoxie narrowed his eyes, took two steps forward, shook the miner's lamp on the side wall of the crack on the left, and said, "Your eyes are better than mine, look over there, is there something carved there?"

The fat man squinted and immediately scolded: "I knew that this ugly arrow was carved by Lao Pan's guy at a glance, and it was connected with the gap on the side, the fat man almost didn't see it, and the special mother didn't know how to be pretty."

"It would be nice to have." Wu Xiaoxie put Zhang Qixun's arm hanging down and put it around the fat man's neck, "Don't talk nonsense yet, let's go quickly."

The fat man turned Zhang Qixun up, looked at the dark crack in front of him, gritted his teeth, "Let's go."

The two walked into the narrow crack, and Wu Xiaoxie walked in front of the stone wall with a light on the road.

After walking more than ten meters, I suddenly found that there was a white light shadow in front of me, and I paused, and after hesitation, a familiar voice came from there.

Wu Xiaoxie whispered to the fat man, "It sounds like Panzi's voice."

The fat man suddenly became excited, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Old Pan! Is that you?"

The light and shadow over there paused for a moment, and then quickly ran over.

"Little Third Master!"

Before anyone saw it, they heard it.

Pan Zi took a few foreigners with bullets on their backs, and almost cried with joy when they saw the little third master standing in front of him.

The fat man sighed, and he wanted to give Panzi a hug excitedly, "You guys are here, quick, old Pan, quickly take the wooden fish over, is A-Ning's team doctor still alive?" The wooden fish is dying."

Pan Zi was shocked, and when he saw Zhang Qixun covered in blood, he was so anxious that he couldn't take care of anything, so he hurriedly took Zhang Qixun and carried it on his back, and ran in the direction of the first to come, "Come with me."

The fat man and Wu Xiaoxie were also picked up by the foreigner who came to pick them up and ran over there.

When they arrived at the place, the foreigner who was as strong as a brown bear with the fat man on his back was also tired and paralyzed.

A Ning hung up with a triangular bandage on his arm, and was a little surprised to see that Wu Xiaoxie and the three of them could come back alive, but he didn't say anything, and immediately called the team doctor to come over and treat the three of them.

In fact, among the three people, Zhang Qixun was the least injured, but at the same time, he lost the most blood.

The team doctor began to see Zhang Qixun's blood-soaked clothes, called out to God and began to draw a cross and pray, bluntly saying that the blood loss was so serious, there was no blood transfusion equipment and blood source, even if he was temporarily saved, he would eventually die of lack of blood.

When the fat man heard this, he scolded, "Let go of your special mother's fart, our wooden fish is fine, you fucking nonsense, believe it or not, Lao Tzu shot you with one shot."

The team doctor was not convinced, but he was not good at Chinese, and his daily communication was barely okay, but if he quarreled, a hundred of him was not comparable to a fat man with full firepower, and he was almost sprayed by the fat man.

Wu Xiaoxie and Pan Zi hurriedly persuaded to fight.

Pan Zi stopped the angry fat man, Wu Xiaoye hurriedly explained to the team doctor: "My brother has a bad temper, you should take care of it more, or please treat Muyu, the blood on his body is stained when he fights with those strange birds, in fact, there are not many wounds on his body, really, he just has a fever."

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