Chapter 63: 72 Hours on a Desert Island (6)

He struggled to get up from the ground and looked at his right leg.

I saw that the skin had been worn out, and there was a trace of blood, and the knees were swollen high.

Ignoring his wounds, he struggled to get up and keep running.

After running a few steps, a sharp pain hit his feet, and he fell to the ground with a "plop".

It seems that Fang Cai's fall was worse than expected, and his leg hurt terribly at this time, and I don't know if there is a fracture.

Zhang Bingqi really couldn't run, and sat on the ground, but the torrential rain continued to fall, without the slightest sign of abating.

"Damn, should I be so unlucky?"

He couldn't help but complain, "Can't the rain fall later?" It has to be this time. ”

But it was useless to complain, the raindrops became denser and denser, smashing into his face.

"Anyone! Anyone? I'm hurt, help me. ”

He cried out helplessly, but the only thing that answered him was the sound of "crackling" rain falling on leaves.

He shouted unwillingly for several more minutes, "Is there anyone!" Anyone? Help me! Help me! ”

But all the while, no one responded to him.

Until he was hoarse, Zhang Bingqi finally gave up, sighed helplessly, and reached out to take out the satellite phone from his backpack.

Holding it in his hand and hesitating for nearly ten minutes before contacting the program team.

Soon, the director sent a helicopter to pick it up.

But at the same time, this also means that he will not be able to participate in the next few episodes.

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Due to the heavy rain and the fact that it was night, the temperature on the island plummeted.

Gu Xingyue and Lu Wanlin were roasting a fire next to the fire, but it was warm enough.

It's just that...... She couldn't help but be a little worried.

"I don't know how long this rain will last, it's all wet outside, I don't know if I can pick up firewood tomorrow."

"Don't think about it, go to sleep." Lu Wanlin interrupted her thoughts.

After adding enough dead wood and branches to the fire, the two of them used their backpacks as pillows and lay down.

Gu Xingyue looked at Lu Wanlin opposite through the flames, his eyes were closed, his breathing was steady and motionless, and he didn't know if he was already asleep.

Remembering the embarrassment of staring at him before, she didn't dare to look any more, and closed her eyes to brew sleep.

After a long time, Lu Wanlin slowly opened his eyes and looked at the person who was already asleep.

He looked at it mildly for a long time before withdrawing his gaze.

Barrage in the live broadcast room:

"Brother Lu really wants to sleep with his sister-in-law, right? It's all because we watched, they were all embarrassed! ”

"Emperor Lu's eyes are too gentle! Love really makes a difference. ”

"Sister-in-law, don't sleep, get up quickly, and pounce on my brother directly!"

The torrential rain continued until the early hours of the next day, and a thick puddle of water had accumulated on the ground.

The two of them each ate a jar of eight-treasure porridge and began to do nothing.

It's also quite boring, Gu Xingyue sighed.

It's not raining anymore outside, but it's wet everywhere, and there's no way to collect firewood.

I can only hope that the sun will come out in a while, and all those dead trees and weeds will be dried in the sun.

Near noon, three figures came from a distance, looking a little embarrassed.

They were all wet, their hair was close to their cheeks, there was rain and sweat, their feet were muddy, and they walked very slowly.

Gu Xingyue, who was idle at the entrance of the cave and was about to pick up firewood, saw them at a glance and waved her hand over there.

The three men also saw her at the same time.

"Sister Gu!" Ding Junzhi's eyes lit up and he kept beckoning to her.