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(176) Aunt Rong? Fight (3)

The light was not so bright, and they staggered down the ground, silent all around, except for the sound of their footsteps and breathing, and the sound of a few drops of water flowing down from a clear spring mountain stream in the distance. It's not very clear, though.

Tang Wan'er was going to walk towards the ramp, and there was already some distance from the entrance, and they could already feel their bodies getting colder and colder.

The mortally wounded man was getting colder, which meant that he was stepping into the ferry of death.

"No, you have to deal with it first, if you continue like this, you will die sooner or later. There shouldn't be much of a problem here. ”

Instead of continuing on, they stopped.

Shen Chanli put the unconscious man aside and began to treat his wounds.

The relationship of too much blood and water makes the wound and clothing stick together and must be torn open to deal with.

Fortunately, now the injured person is unconscious, otherwise it would have hurt very much.

After a long bandage, it was as if Shen Chanli's mental strength had been exhausted at all.

He did feel very tired, so he sat down on the ground and gasped for air.

"I'm tired, thank you, Shen Gongzi."

Tang Wan'er's gentle words and sincere concern were the best tonic, and Shen Chanli only waved his hand.

"I'll just take a little rest. I'm afraid, we've saved someone who shouldn't have been saved. ”

Shen Chanli said meaningfully.

"Why, it must not be like this. I believe that good people will be rewarded. Your salvation is not worthless. ”

"Yes." Shen Chanli smiled and replied, "What I can do has been done, whether that person dies or lives depends on his own creation, and whether that person is good or evil has nothing to do with me." ”

"yes."

At this time, it seemed that a faint voice could still be heard from a distance, and it seemed that the gang had entered the ruined temple.

Tang Wan'er and Shen Chanli both stopped talking, and even their breathing became tense, their whole bodies were tense, and the sound of footsteps was like a ghost.

The time has become unusually long, and it has become extremely difficult.

Half an hour later, Shen Chanli finally calmed down, feeling that the gang had returned in vain and had already left far away.

However, to be on the safe side, they decided to stay in the corridor for another half hour.

In this way, the twilight should have been deep, but when Tang Wan'er and Shen Chanli came out of the ground, the sunset was still very red, could it be that they had made a mistake in estimating the time?

However, at this time, I can't take care of so much, since I want to save people, I have to fall to the bottom, although I temporarily saved the life of the injured person, but the treatment is limited after all, and there may be a dangerous period.

They were going to return to the Xiande Building, and then go to the doctor.

But when Tang Wan'er went back along the memory, there was no Tang Wan'er's roast duck restaurant in the location of Xiande Building. This made Tang Wan'er feel a little strange.

However, it is imperative to find a doctor.

When everything was settled, Tang Wan'er breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking about it, Fang Cangyuan must be in a hurry, and Luan Luo must be thinking about her with tears, now is it okay to hand this person directly to Shen Chanli and go back to the palace by himself?

However, there is already a way to deal with it even if you don't go back to the palace.

It's not a big deal.

"Wan'er."

Shen Chanli hugged her from behind.