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Although the wildness is now controlling Zhao Yifan's body, it is logically impossible for Zhao Yifan to feel any sensation from the outside. However, at this time, Zhao Yifan seemed to be like a robot that was powered off, staring straight at him.

holding his hands.

Is she dead?...No, she won't die, it's impossible, it won't, it won't, it won't...

He looked at his hands in disbelief, took a big breath of air, and kept repeating the three words "no" in his mouth.

At this moment, he suddenly looked up at Ye Xingxing lying on the ground and felt a strong sense of guilt in his heart.

It's me, it's him, he is me and I am him, we killed her... Wang Xinyu is dead, I can no longer feel her existence...

Thinking about it, Zhao Yifan cried. With tears streaming down his face, he walked towards Wildness with a wry smile, and his fists clenched tighter and tighter.

The lucky charm in his hand became brighter and brighter, and became hotter and hotter, so hot that Zhao Yifan's palm made a "sizzling" grilling sound.

However, Zhao Yifan seemed to have no feeling at all and still clenched his fist tightly.

At this time, Ye Xing also returned to his subconscious. At this time, Zhao Yifan had already grabbed Ye Ye's collar, and the fist holding the amulet became brighter and brighter, almost blinding Ye Ye's eyes.

It was at this time that Zhao Yifan clearly saw the wild face. This was the first time in his history that Zhao Yifan saw the wild face clearly.

He stared at Zhao Yifan, looking at the man in front of him with disbelief, and Ye Xing seemed to realize something. He laughed in a low voice, "Jie Jie Jie, what's the matter? Do you think you can't do anything?"

"This, how is this possible..."

Ye Xing smiled and pushed Zhao Yifan's hand away, straightened his clothes and said, "I am you, you are me."

As he spoke, Wild's face emerged from the shadows. This face was almost exactly the same as Zhao Yifan's, no, it was almost like looking in the mirror, except that Wild's hair was gray.

Zhao Yifan looked at the man in front of him and his body completely froze.

He looked at Zhao Yifan with a ruffian smile and said, "Why, are you surprised? Can't make a move?"

As he said that, his face darkened, and his hand turned into a sharp claw, and he swung it at Zhao Yifan with a ferocious smile, "Hahaha, since you can't do it, let me kill you! Hahaha!"

puff!

The scarlet blood bloomed in the air like a hidden flower, and a pair of knees fell heavily to the ground...

The wild claws tore the right half of Zhao Yifan's body directly, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

But in the subconscious world, there is no death, only weakening. Zhao Yifan's figure became very dim, as if invisible. At this time, his consciousness was already very weak.

But he still held on to the amulet tightly, the amulet in the wild chest.

Ye Xing knelt on the ground and looked at his amulet that kept glowing red in disbelief. His face was filled with surprise.

"This, the amulet! How is this possible? The amulets should all be gone!"

"Ahem!" Zhao Yifan opened his mouth, coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood, and squeezed out a smile. "You are wrong. This is just an amulet. A talisman given to me by a bad old man, nothing more."

Ye Xing saw the light on his chest getting brighter and brighter, and became a little anxious.

"You, take it out, take it out, bastard! Don't forget, you and I are one. If I die, you won't live long, but I can be reborn!" He held on to Zhao Yifan's arm.

He wanted to take his hand out, but Zhao Yifan's hand seemed to be rooted in his chest and remained motionless.

"Hahaha, can't I kill you? Can't I kill you?" Zhao Yifan smiled miserably, "Hahahaha... It's just because you are me and you look like me that I can kill you.

~, let me end my sinful life with my own hands, how about you go to hell with me."

With that said, Zhao Yifan directly crushed the amulet in his hand,

"No~!" Accompanied by wild and painful screams, chains emerged from his chest and wrapped around his body, arms, wrists, thighs, calves, neck, waist and chest.

The chains completely opened his hands and feet and lifted him into the air half a meter above the ground.

The other section of the chain stretches far into the subconscious where there is no end, imprisoning the wild nature so tightly that it cannot move.

Zhao Yifan glanced at his hand. The wounds on his body were also glowing with golden light. Under the trend of the golden light, the wounds healed at the speed of the naked eye.

Not far away, there was a huge lock on the chest of Ye Ye, and the chains came out of the lock.

"No, damn it~!" Wild roared while struggling to break free from the chains. However, the chains did not loosen except for the sharp-eared metal man.

Zhao Yifan looked at Ye Xing and said slowly, "You know, the way you look now... looks a lot like me."

"Get out! Get out of here! I don't want to see you, get out of here!"

"Uh~, uh~!" As Zhao Yifan's figure disappeared, Wildness also burst out with all his anger, and the iron chains roared with powerful murderous aura, but the iron chains still bound him extremely firmly.

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When Zhao Yifan opened his eyes again, he saw a dim, purple ceiling.

"Uh...hiss!" Zhao Yifan felt a slight pain in his head, but when he covered his head with his hand, a tearing pain suddenly came from his palm.

This pain like tearing the palm of his hand immediately reminded Zhao Yifan of Wang Xinyu. He hurriedly ran to the ruins and kept digging for Wang Xinyu's figure, while silently muttering "Don't let anything happen, don't, don't..."

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At this time, Zhao Yifan's hands were wet with blood, and his hands were numb from pain. As time went by, his mood became worse and worse.

"Asshole!" Zhao Yifan hammered the ground angrily, tears dripping down his cheeks and onto the ruins.

"Why..." Zhao Yifan asked in a crying voice, then he took a deep breath and continued to dig at the waste rocks on the ground.

"Wang Xinyu!" Finally, his hard work paid off. He saw one of Wang Xinyu's hands. He quickly dug her out and carried her to the ground, putting his head on her chest.

However, after a pause, Zhao Yifan suddenly opened his eyes.

Stopped!

"No, no, no, no! You can't die!" As he said that, Zhao Yifan hurriedly began to check Wang Xinyu's body.

He could not blindly perform cardiac resuscitation and artificial respiration on Wang Xinyu, because if there was a chest fracture or respiratory obstruction, performing cardiac resuscitation and artificial respiration would only hasten her death... although she has stopped breathing now.

The arm was completely comminuted, the last rib on the right side was broken, and the bones were shattered. Cardiac resuscitation and artificial respiration were basically not disturbed...

Zhao Yifan looked at Wang Xinyu's chest and narrowed his eyes, "...No, it's too tight."

With that said, Zhao Yifan picked up the broken glass and untied all the clothes on Wang Xinyu's body. Zhao Yifan took off his shirt to cover Wang Xinyu's body, and then started to perform cardiac resuscitation.

"You can't die, you must hold on, don't leave." Zhao Yifan muttered while sitting in the cardiopulmonary resuscitation room. Tears in his eyes kept lingering in his eyes, and then he lowered his head and began to perform artificial respiration.

Zhao Yifan continued to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation and artificial respiration, but Wang Xinyu still had no color, and his face became paler and whiter.

As time went on, Zhao Yifan's spirit continued to approach the edge of collapse. His breathing began to quicken, as if he was suffocating.

His hands began to tremble continuously, and their strength continued to increase. Tears flowed down like a cup filled with water suddenly.

Zhao Yifan was sobbing and begging, "Please, don't do this to me, no, wuwuwu..." As he said that, Zhao Yifan once again gave Wang Xinyu artificial respiration.

However, this time, the cold lips made Zhao Yifan collapse instantly. Bits and pieces of the past between the two of them kept popping up in his mind.

Happy, sad, happy, sad, angry, angry, all the emotions were on his mind for a while.

Zhao Yifan stared at Wang Xinyu blankly, his hands still not stopping the cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and his mind went blank.

...God...I have never believed in you, not before, and never in the future...

"But...if you really exist, please help me this time. I am willing to use my life to exchange for her. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, cough, cough, cough, I beg you."

Helpless and powerless, at this moment, Zhao Yifan felt for the first time how helpless and powerless he was. He sobbed softly and kept begging the God he had never believed in in his life. At this moment,

He threw all his pride and pride to the ground and smashed it to pieces.

"Ahem!"

A rapid cough suddenly interrupted Zhao Yifan's prayer, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at Wang Xinyu.

I saw Wang Xinyu constantly coughing up red blood from his mouth, looking around with his eyes slightly closed.

Zhao Yifan was overjoyed. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face. He quickly lifted Wang Xinyu's body and turned her slightly sideways to smoothen her breathing so that the blood would not block her respiratory tract.

Zhao Yifan hugged Wang Xinyu and cried with joy, his voice trembling a little, "Great, you're okay."

At this time, Wang Xinyu was a little at a loss. She lay on Zhao Yifan's shoulder with a puzzled look on her face.

However, at this time, Xu Shan, Ryan and the boy also rushed over. As soon as Xu Shan came in, he saw the embarrassing scene of Zhao Yifan holding Wang Xinyu.

Then he thought about it and suddenly felt that something was wrong. He shouted, "Let her go!"

"Why are you standing there, come and help!" However, the answer was Zhao Yifan's roar,

At this time, Wang Xinyu looked at Zhao Yifan with a tired face, breathed a sigh of relief and smiled slightly, "It's okay, just come back and it will be fine."

Wang Xinyu's voice was so low that even Zhao Yifan had a hard time hearing Wang Xinyu's words clearly, but he still smiled and nodded and said, "I'm sorry, I came back late..."

Xu Shan was relieved when he saw that Zhao Yifan was fine. However, Cang Yu looked at Zhao Yifan very vigilantly and said, "I will create visual interference for him in a while, and you can take the opportunity to handcuff him."

Xu Shan stretched out his hand to stop Cang Yu and replied in a relaxed tone, "No, the crisis is over."

Xu Shan took Ryan to Zhao Yifan and began to treat Wang Xinyu, leaving Cang Yu, who was confused and at a loss, standing there holding the orange cat.

...

Although Wang Xinyu was very weak at this time and it was not easy for him to undergo such energy-consuming operations as surgery, if he did not take first aid measures on his ribs and clavicle, accidents such as difficulty in breathing were likely to occur.

Under Zhao Yifan's guidance, Ryan quickly connected the bones in Wang Xinyu's body under Zhao Yifan's murderous eyes, while Xu Shan used his telekinesis to hold down the struggling Wang Xinyu throughout the process.

Although Xu Shan looked relaxed, he was actually the most tired. He had to control his strength not to injure Wang Xinyu more and suppress the movement of Wang Xinyu's muscles, otherwise a small mistake could lead to a catastrophe.
To be continued...