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Hao Shuai looked at the bloody hole in Fang Yijia's right chest, anxious like an ant on a hot pot, he is not a professional doctor, but he knows a lot of messy knowledge, and he also knows that if you want to stop bleeding, there are several ways to stop bleeding without medical conditions.

One is to take a red-hot iron bar to the wound, both to stop bleeding and disinfect, but it will definitely leave a very terrifying scar, Fang Yijia is at a good age, and has an excellent face, she has a delicate and stubborn personality, if she is burned out of a scar on her right breast that cannot be cured for a lifetime, I am afraid that she will commit suicide immediately when she wakes up!

The other is to burn the paper into ashes with fire, or apply charcoal ash to the wound, which can also have the effect of stopping bleeding.

But...... Either way, there has to be fire!

Right now, without the help of Qiankun Ruyi Mirror, where will Hao Shuai go to make a fire?

Hao Shuai was so anxious that a layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead, he looked left and right, and quickly searched around, trying to find some dry grass clippings, and then pile them under a dry stone, and find another piece of wood by himself, you can drill wood to make fire, but at this time, it is early spring, and it is a rainy day, where to find dry grass clippings?

Hao Shuai looked left and right, but saw that Fang Yijia was wearing a sweater, he gritted his teeth, immediately took off Yijia's sweater, and ripped the sweater to pieces, part of it was tied to Fang Yijia's wound, and he tore off part of the plush cushion and put it on a stone.

But how can such a thing as drilling wood to make fire be done well in a while?

Hao Shuai rubbed his hands quickly, gritted his teeth and whispered: "Ah, ah, hurry up and give it to Lao Tzu!" But the wood in his hand was extremely watery, and the plush was also full of moisture, and even the stone under the plush was a layer of moist moisture, how could this be able to drill into fire?

Hao Shuai's hands were rubbed red, a layer of skin was rubbed off, his eyes were red, he looked at Fang Yijia anxiously, seeing that she was bleeding nonstop, and at the same time he was angry and drilled wood to make fire, and saw a burst of green smoke rising, but there was no spark as if it was about to be produced.

Hao Shuai also knew that it was too unrealistic to drill wood for fire like this, and it was even more unrealistic to find flint for fire, but he was afraid that when he really went against the fire, Fang Yijia would have died a long time ago!

Hao Shuai roared angrily, anxiously threw the wooden stick in his hand on the ground, looked left and right with red eyes, he saw black mud on the ground, he immediately squatted down, dug out a piece with his hands, and rushed to the doctor to wipe Fang Yijia's wound.

Hao Shuai knew that if you want to stop the bleeding, you must make the blood at the wound sticky, and in some backward places, there is indeed a way to smear the mud to stop the bleeding, but it is just ...... If it is too unhygienic, the germs in the black mud will infect the wound, causing the condition to deteriorate and the wound to drain pus.

Especially when Hao Shuai wiped a ball of black mud on Fang Yijia's chest, he saw that although the girl's white chest was full of blood, the round and jade nipples and crystal clear ** looked flawless and extremely attractive, how could he smear the black mud in his hand?

But, this doesn't work, that doesn't work, can't you watch Fang Yijia die in front of your eyes?

Hao Shuai roared and threw the black mud in his hand on the ground, he has always been quick and wise on weekdays, and his ideas are one after another, but right now, he is really helpless!

Hao Shuai rubbed his head with his hands in pain, his eyes were blood-red and stared around, how he wished that there would be a lighter at this time, or even a little flame appeared in front of his eyes, even if it was a little spark!

But...... This qiē is an extravagant hope.

Hao Shuai squatted on the ground in despair, watching the blood flow out of Fang Yijia's body little by little.

Suddenly, he jumped uncontrollably, and like a desperate beast, he angrily kicked on the boulder in front of him, venting his helplessness and anger.

But just as he kicked on the boulder, the boulder suddenly shook, slowly fell, and smashed to the ground with a bang, shaking Hao Shuai's feet.

A huge hole appeared in an instant where the boulder fell, and then Hao Shuai's feet softened, and the ground collapsed in a large area in an instant, and Hao Shuai and Fang Yijia both fell down involuntarily.

And at the moment when the ground collapsed, Hao Shuai felt a little wrong, if he jumped away quickly at this time, there was absolutely hope of escaping, but he rushed to Fang Yijia's side for the first time, hugged her up, and when he wanted to jump away again, he just had a force under his feet, but he increased the degree of the ground collapse under his feet, and the ground collapsed with a bang.

No matter how powerful the world is, no matter how powerful a person is, it is impossible to lend a force out of thin air, and the reason why the giant Antai is infinitely powerful is because he has his feet on the earth, but when he is lifted up, he is useless.

Similarly, no matter how powerful Hao Shuai is, it is impossible for him to jump up when he falls.

Hao Shuai's body sank, and he fell down while holding Fang Yijia, he only had time to hug Fang Yijia tightly, and the two of them fell down, and the two of them were like sitting on a slide in a playground, sliding down a hole.

Hao Shuai gritted his teeth tightly, but he didn't exclaim all the way, and hugged Fang Yijia with both hands, and at the same time he tried to keep his eyes wide open and stared down, trying to see what was going down there.

But the more you slide inside, the darker it becomes, and after sliding a few meters, Hao Shuai is eyes are pitch black, as if the two of them have slipped straight into the abyss of hell.

This short period of slippage is only a few seconds in total, but for Hao Shuai, it is really as long as a century.

When his body suddenly sank again, it was two people who suddenly fell from mid-air, and he didn't know where he was going to fall or how high he was falling.

Hao Shuai only had time to hug Fang Yijia tightly in front of him, and as soon as he turned around, he put himself underneath, and the two fell to the ground with a pop.

said that it was on the ground, but Hao Shuai felt that they seemed to have fallen into a dark quagmire, the two fell from a height, and they were unharmed, but if it was a quagmire, but they didn't know what it was, the tentacles were soft, but there was a strange fragrance in the air.

This aroma is mixed with the aroma of traditional Chinese medicine and the smell of exotic flowers and plants, indescribably weird, but indescribably good, Hao Shuai only smelled it for a while and felt a burst of clarity in his mind, and his whole body was indescribably comfortable.

Hao Shuai probed with his feet, and now he was able to stand up, but the place under his feet was hard, and the tentacles around him were full of mud-like things, after he stood up, now this fragrant mud happened to his chest, he grabbed a handful and put it in front of his sinuses, and sure enough, he smelled this strange fragrance from this mud, but he didn't know what it was.

Hao Shuai rubbed it with his hand, but he felt that this fragrant mud was extremely delicate and viscous, his heart moved, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he groped towards Fang Yijia's wound and wiped it away.

Fang Yijia was lying motionless on his back in this fragrant quagmire at this time, when Hao Shuai's hand touched her, the tentacles were cold and delicate, especially when his fingertips touched that little bit of nipple peak, it provoked him to shrink his hand, like an electric shock, and his heart fluttered.

In this darkness, people's imagination is endless, although Hao Shuai's eyes are ugly, but at this moment, his mind is full of the strawberry-like tender milk peak of the girl he saw before, how can it not be removed, he shook his head vigorously, as if to expel these evil thoughts from his mind, and then gritted his teeth, his fingers trembled slightly and groped again, he first carefully tapped the girl's chest with his fingertips, to test which part his fingers touched, and then carefully avoided the little strawberry and wiped it towards Fang Yijia's wound。

With this wipe, Hao Shuai suddenly felt that this incense mud had blocked Fang Yijia's wounds, and the blood really stopped flowing, he was so determined that he had blocked the wounds behind her as he could, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly prayed in his heart that this incense mud would not have any side effects, and prayed that Fang Yijia would wake up soon.

After Hao Shuai wiped Fang Yijia's wounds, he carefully dressed her again, but he couldn't see his five fingers at this time, and naturally he inevitably touched the sensitive position of the girl, only making this usually bold young man red-faced, but fortunately, Fang Yijia passed out at this time, and he couldn't see his face, which avoided such embarrassment.

Hao Shuai barely dressed Fang Yijia with all hands and feet, and then remembered that he had taken off a sweater of Fang Yijia, so he took off his coat and put it on Fang Yijia, and then he carefully hugged Fang Yijia horizontally, and rubbed his feet out little by little.

After rubbing about twenty meters away like this, Hao Shuai touched a step, he carefully put Fang Yijia down, and then groped up with both hands and feet, and then a flat stone floor appeared, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and picked up Fang Yijia again, put her carefully on the ground, and sat down with his back, leaning against the wall behind him, his heart was relieved, and he gasped for breath.

Hao Shuai felt a little safer at this time, and he could breathe a sigh of relief, but he knew that although he had escaped the pursuit of the killer, he ...... Where did he fall? How can I escape? Is there anything wrong with Fang Yijia?

Will Yao Mengzhen be okay?

This series of doubts came like a tide, weighing Hao Shuai out of breath.

He has always been optimistic and positive on weekdays, but at this time, he couldn't help but feel depressed and desperate, in such a place where he couldn't see his fingers, there was no food, no water source, no light source, how could he and Fang Yijia escape?

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