Stay alive

"Rescue is coming! Let go! Song Jinqing didn't move, and shouted in the ear of the person who was stuck in the tunnel, the person's eyelids moved, his eyes didn't open, and the hand holding the other person was released.

Song Jinqing immediately put the person on her back, and moved her steps with difficulty, the wind at this time was 10 to say the least, although the person on her back increased the weight, but it failed to make her stand more stable, staggered, and fell several times before moving to the side.

Sure enough, a green vine passage like a tubular slide has been built.

She moved the wounded man into the passage, and when the vines inside sensed it, she stretched out its delicate rattans, carefully and slowly supporting the person to move slowly downward.

After the whole of the people entered the passage, Song Jinqing breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and prepared to pull the remaining one out of the tunnel.

"Thank you." When Song Jinqing came back, he found that he had woken up and tried to open his eyes.

Looking at the rescuer who had never imagined it, "Are you a student?" The man asked.

"Yes, Megasari's auditor." She carefully moved the man out, only to find that he was more seriously injured, not only with multiple fractures, but also with his right leg bleeding.

There was no time to treat the wound, and Song Jinqing thought about sending the person down to seek more professional treatment.

She carefully picked the person up, not daring to carry it for fear that the broken bones in his body would puncture his internal organs.

Because you have to adjust and maintain your posture, the movement is a little slow.

"Get out of here and leave me alone." The wounded probably thought that Song Jinqing was too reluctant, and patted her arm, "I'm too injured to live." ”

The people of the Xuanjing Continent can use their spiritual power to perceive themselves inwardly, and he knows his own situation.

"My name is Cui Xiaosong...... It is subordinate to the 5th Brigade of the City Defense Army. My captain's name is Wen Bei...... Excuse me, help me with a word...... When he asked him to give the pension to my wife...... Remind her ...... The social housing we applied for in Baixu City was approved...... Next Tuesday, go through the formalities...... It's a shame that I can't celebrate with her and the children. Cui Xiaosong explained the aftermath with a weak breath, although the wind was very strong and the voice was very small, but not a word fell, and Song Jinqing listened to it all.

She didn't hesitate to move forward, squinted her eyes at the road, and found that the vine passage was trying hard to extend to the roof, but the wind was too strong, and the vines were not strong enough, and they were blown back every time.

"It's okay, you'll be able to get treatment soon!" Song Jinqing gritted her teeth and quickened her pace against the wind, "Everyone...... are all working hard, you must live. ”

It's coming soon!

Song Jinqing came to the eaves again, climbing the vine pipe that failed to extend many times, and was almost torn off because of a bold extension just now, and now more roots were being released, desperately grasping the wall from all angles.

Song Jinqing gently put the person into the pipe, at this time, his spirit suddenly tightened, and then subconsciously turned around and took advantage of the wind to slash out.

The action is done in an instant.

From putting down the person, drawing the knife, turning around and slashing, but only a few seconds.

The blade of the sword crushed the attacking wind blade, and flew up against the wind, flying towards the attacker.

It was a king-level golden mantis with six wings, and all of a sudden, unconsciously flashed behind her.

This mantis is three times the size of the average giant mantis and is more than six meters tall.

It is also unknown how it squeezed through the hole in the shield.

The knife that Song Jinqing cut against the wind only cut out the spark at the mantis scythe, but if you look closely, there is not even a trace left.

It deserves to be a king.