The chest injury hurt even more because of the rush, and it felt like it was cracked. After taking a breath, she felt the burning pain. If this continues, she will be hanging on the road.
"I won't leave, or you throw me here or carry me back." Luo Xing'er cut off Xuan Ming fiercely, frowned and covered her chest, found a big tree, and sat down weakly. Damn it.
Gasping at the big tree.
Xuan Ming stopped with a dark face, put his hands on his chest, staring at her coldly: "Don't be stupid, it angers Lord Jun. You have no life. Get up quickly, pretend to be weak, you are usually fierce
He has to be like a tigress, and he is extremely cunning, so he doesn't want to play tricks."
"I'm almost gone now, it's the same whether I'm angry or not." Luo Xing'er closed her eyes, no matter how much he was, he was almost dead, and he had to offend him. If she still had the strength to do so, she would have the same strength.
Leave, she doesn't want to stay in such a place either.
"Hey, a woman, don't act like a scoundrel. I won't take this trick. If you don't leave, I will attack you." Xuan Ming was not a merciful guy, and he screamed impatiently.
Luo Xing'er didn't want to move at all. Her chest hurt so much that she was sweating all over her body. Who cares about rogues or rogues? She just wanted to lie down and rest.
"You slap me to death with one palm, I'm too lazy to leave."
"You... you shameless woman." Xuan Ming didn't dare to really pat her to death, but instead was so angry that she vomited blood.
How could you fall in love with such a woman? It's so hateful. The scoundrel is cunning and cruel, and he hates you so much that you feel itchy.
What should I do? He can't do anything to her! I really want to use a whip to whip her and make her a hornet's nest.
Although Ji Fan, who was walking in front of him, did not look back, he seemed to have eyes on his back, and knew everything as if he was like a fingertip and said coldly:
"If I don't leave, I will kill your uncle."
Luo Xing'er's body froze, suddenly opened her angry eyes, looked at Ji Fan's figure from afar without stopping, she was angry and helpless, and the man really grabbed his weakness at once and knew how to deal with it.
she.
The little uncle really can't sit still and watch.
If you go, you don’t believe that she is a heavenly spiritist and can still hang on the road. At worst, the wound will hurt for a few days, and it will be no big deal.
Luo Xing'er wiped the sweat from her forehead, gritted her teeth, and stood up with the big tree.
But this time, my steps are unavoidable.
After walking for another hour, I crossed several mountains and was about to reach the place where my uncle was imprisoned.
However, Luo Xing'er was so tired that she was dizzy that she felt dizzy and her chest was twitching and painful, so she felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to vomit.
Her forehead was covered with sweat from soaked clothes, her slender face had long been as white as paper, and her lips were gradually turning purple. She could barely breathe a sigh of relief. She didn't know what she was doing.
Follow Xuan Ming mechanically.
But no matter how perseverance is, the weak body cannot support the tenacious will.
Luo Xing'er forced herself to walk to a mountainside. Finally, she felt dizzy and couldn't lift it up in one breath. She rolled down from the middle of the mountain. The rocks and thorns made her feel pain all over. The most unlucky thing was that she even bumped into a piece.
Sharp rock.
Damn, this is not the most tragic. The most tragic thing is that her chest, which was most severely injured, suddenly hit the tip of the stone.
Suddenly, the heart-wrenching pain spread throughout the limbs and bones, and the fingers were so painful that they could not move.