The stone door closed a little tighter under her twisting from side to side, just to nail Ding Bao stuck in the middle.

Calm down.

Now it's time to calm down.

"Salesman, you're stuck."

"Don't talk nonsense, think of ways to get me out."

"You may be the first salesman in the history of the crossing to get stuck in the door, poof."

Poof......

Emotionless laughter.

For the first time, Ding Bao heard that someone could read out laughter, and she wanted to laugh, but her chest hurt terribly.

"If I'm dead, there's no one to help you with your business, so hurry up and try to get me out."

She was visibly out of breath and her hands and feet were tingling slightly.

There is no one in this imperial mausoleum, and Ding Bao doesn't expect that stupid and bad Su Sleeve to save her, if she is really stuck, she will either be suffocated or starved to death by thirst.

She didn't expect that the ancient stone door could still rebound automatically, and now it was slowly closing every minute and second.

"I'm sorry, I can't help it."

"I'm going to die, there's no one to do your business."

"If you die in the middle of the mission, I'll immediately start searching for the next suitable fast-wearing agent. The sooner you die, the sooner I can go to my next home. ”

Ding Bao gasped.

"Do you hear what you're talking about?"

"I'm not human, you as soon as possible."

God as soon as possible.

Die as soon as possible?!

Ding Bao didn't expect this garbage in his head, he held his breath and tried to close his abdomen, regardless of the severe pain in his head and back, gritted his teeth and worked hard to earn out.

This garbage thing promised her, if the business is done well, she can earn medical expenses, and maybe she can wake up, just grasp these vague and uncertain hopes, Ding Bao will also struggle to the last breath.

"Hoo ......"

The brain begins to starve of oxygen.

She's dying.

From the car accident to the present, it was like a dream, and the dull pain in her body reminded her that it was not a dream, and if she died here, it would be really hopeless.

You can't die, at least not now.

There's a lot she hasn't done......

Half an hour later, the figure that had been standing in the corner for a long time slowly walked out.

His cold eyes stared at Ding Bao in front of him for a while, his body did not move, as if he was waiting for something.

Suddenly, Ding Bao's hand, which had already been hanging weakly, rose up and grabbed the arm of the person in front of him.

She didn't open her eyes, she seemed to wake up from sleep, and she was still struggling desperately as she was dying.

"Help, I'm ......"

A wave crossed the dark eyes.

In the next second, the sound of the stone door being pushed open sounded "boom".

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"Mother, mother?"

A powerful hand pinched his shoulder, and the pain woke Ding Bao up.

She opened her eyes, her breathing was rapid, her vision was blurry, and she could faintly see a white face.

Ding Bao reached out and rubbed her eyes heavily, wiping the moisture off her eyelashes, and she finally saw the person in front of her clearly.

It is a plain sleeve.

There was anxiety on her face, but Ding Bao only stared at her eyes.

There was no emotion in it, and it was as cold as a knife.

After being a person for so many years, what Ding Bao is best at is observing words and feelings, even if she wakes up and sees people for the first time, she will subconsciously observe all the micro-expressions on the other party's face.

Obviously, whether he can survive or not makes no difference to the plain sleeve in front of him.

That is, for a second between the eyes, Ding Bao naturally looked away and raised his hand to support his sore, swollen and painful shoulder.

Good guy, the swollen ones are almost congested, and the original slender and white fingers are slightly purple.