Chapter Ninety-Seven: I Don't Mind
Raising his hand and wiping the sweat from his eyes that were about to fall off his forehead with his sleeve, Chenyue smiled, "Don't worry." ”
"I don't want you to be the next healer. Weng Ran's words fell, people have left, she is not a nosy person, but even if she has experienced the warmth and coldness of the world, and experienced so much misery and mud, she has never been able to become a cold-blooded and cold-hearted person.
If others are always good to her, she can't help but be good to others, and if others are good to her, she can spare her life!
Chen Yue was stunned for a moment, looking at the person who left, like a bloody sunset reflecting the red road ahead, the corpses paved the way, everyone moved forward, the people who stayed, running back and forth, the corpse wall had become a mountain of corpses, and suddenly there was a dream in his ears, with a sour cry, "It's my medical skills that are not perfect, it's my medical skills that are not perfect, Master, I have failed you"
Looking at the bloody hands of his hands, his subordinates finally withdrew their feet from the ghost gate, sweat dripping, as a doctor, it is important to save their lives, to protect everyone's lives!
No longer delay, continue to heal everyone," this senior sister, please also bandage this person's wounds. ”
"You can just call me Zhai Wei, I'll do chores for you, don't be so polite, this person's wounds have been taken care of, right, I'll bandage him." Zhai Wei, whose face was like a full moon and a body like a thin willow, spoke with a sense of pride, and stepped forward and began to bandage the man, and his technique was quite skillful.
Chenyue nodded shyly, and had already begun to treat the wounds for the next person.
Hua Jingying put down the body of a young son again, looked over the corpse mountain, and looked at Chenyue, the other party was biting the handle of the dagger in his mouth, and the needles and threads in his hands were flying, very seriously, there was blood splashed on his face, and there was dirt rubbed out of nowhere.
Slowly retracting his gaze, he continued to search for the corpse in the city.
On the other side, Weng Ran and his party have already left Lucheng, on the official road, the dead bodies are continuous, and it can be vaguely seen that they struggled to run to Lucheng before their deaths, but they died on the road, and everyone can even think of the sudden outbreak of the misfortune in the fog barrier forest, no matter what the original position is, but fortunately, Shahe Luokou, which bears the brunt of the disaster, has become an empty city and is free from disasters.
People have returned to the nine shadows unconsciously, and when they react, they desperately fled to the distance, escaped all the way, and died all the way.
Weng Ran closed his eyes gently, and his ears seemed to be echoing with those desperate cries for help, painful cries, one by one, and finally fell silent.
Ji Wushang left ten more people and disposed of the corpses near the top of the official road, while the rest of the people were divided into groups of two and searched both sides of the official road for any surviving mouths.
Weng Ran and Tu Liuzhao were divided into a group by Ji Wusheng's very discerning vision, and the two of them went into the woods, but Tu Liuying stopped, looked at the scarred trees, and raised his hand to cover the trunk, "I don't know, after this catastrophe, when will the mountains and rivers return to normality." ”
"All things are created. ”
Tu Liuying shook his head in disagreement with Weng Ran's answer, "The sudden disaster must have been caused by someone with intentions, not to mention, those green rays suddenly appeared, but they suddenly stopped and all returned, if they were not controlled, I don't believe it." ”
"Even if someone really controls it, with your ability and mine, we will definitely not be able to contact the characters of that level, we are just miscellaneous soldiers, and living is what we have to think about. Weng Ran said as he opened the residual leaves from the trunk of the tree in his hand, revealing a corpse with fur turned over.
It was supposed to have a very cute appearance, being held in someone's arms and gently stroked.
But now, it can only be miserable and rotten here.
The trunk of the tree stopped above the little corpse, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky, the trunk retreated with the person, and a disemboweled bird smashed on the corpse, and then bounced away, rolled on the ground a few times, and the residual leaves were even more remnant, completely departed, and buried in the soil.
"If everybody thinks like you, then the world will be like this. Tu Liuzhao stood beside Weng Ran, looking at the two small corpses with pity.
"If everyone were to live as hard as I did, there would be no need for others to exhaust their lives to save them. ”
The two looked at each other wordlessly, a huge forest, without a sound, but their hearts were already full of beacon fire, and the arrogant eyebrows and eyes gradually pulled up the distance, and returned to the same place in the slight trembling of the pupils.
She looked at Weng Ran's gaze, just like looking at the two little bodies, which was pitiful.
What sounded in my ears was the drunken man in the restaurant, the poor wail.
His heart was soft, and then he thought of Weng Ran's words at this time, raised his hand and patted Weng Ran's tense shoulder, "You're right." ”
Weng Ran didn't understand the change in her expression, but the photo of the disciple at this time reminded her of the photo of the disciple in front of the blood man, and she took a step back a little unnaturally, dodging the hand with a sense of comfort, "Let's go." ”
The trunks of the trees flapped around in the weeds.
Tu Liuzhao suddenly spoke, "Actually, I have the same surname as my mother." ”
"Oh. ”
Responding lightly, he didn't mind taking a photo, and continued, "Do you want to know my father's last name?"
The trunk of the tree overwhelmed the remnant leaves, revealing the corpse of a spirit beast, and Weng Ran opened the half-tall weeds in front of him with some annoyance, "If you want to say it, you will say it." ”
"My father's surname is Yan, Yangguan Yan's family, you should know. ”
The footsteps paused, Weng Ran was shocked in his heart, he didn't pay attention to the trunk in his hand, and when he landed, he had already inserted it into a human corpse, as if he had been inserted into a mess of mud, and the person was dead.
"I know, Yangguan Yan family, but there are super saints in charge, and they occupy a piece of the sky in this world. He pulled back the trunk, looked at the blood stained on the trunk, and threw it aside in disgust.
"The Supersaint is my great-grandmother. ”
The two stopped, Weng Ran looked at the photo of the disciple, she really didn't expect the other party to be so noble, but she didn't understand why the other party was talking to herself about this at this moment, she knew that it was definitely not to show off.
With a wave of his hand, the light on his finger flickered, and the corpse was gone.
Xiang Weng Ran looked over with a smile on his face, "I am very lucky, I came from a good background, and I came to this world, and now, in addition to the suffering of cultivation, and then I have suffered a little bit of human suffering, there is only what I don't want in this world, and there is nothing I can't get." ”
She said it calmly and as a matter of course.
Weng Ran nodded in agreement with this kind of big talk, because this is the truth.
"So. ”
Weng Ran asked, "So?"
"So I may say something lofty because I don't understand human suffering, but don't mind. Tu Liuying smiled, as hearty as when he first met.
Weng Ran was dumbfounded, only to feel that thunder fell in her ears, and it sounded to the bottom of her heart, and she didn't know how to reply for a while, but her face became redder and redder, but fortunately, there was a mask, which could block some of her embarrassment at this time.
"Let's go. ”
The man rubbed his shoulders and walked over, so frank and open.
Weng Ran pestle in place, "I"
"What?"
"I don't mind. The sound is like a mosquito and a fly, and the person has turned around and overtaken, "Let's go~"