Underneath, Yun Yan touched her body and then remembered that because she was wearing a cheongsam and there was no communication signal here, she didn't even bring her mobile phone with her.
At this moment, I don’t even have a lighting tool on me.
"Bo Yu, what's wrong with you? Are you talking?" When she just touched him, he gasped. What's going on?
"Yunyan, I have a mobile phone in my left pocket. Take it out and shine it to see the environment." Dongfang Boyu's voice trembled slightly. Yunyan touched the mobile phone in his pocket and looked at the surrounding environment. They seemed to have fallen into
into a ditch...
"What should we do, Dongfang Boyu, what should we do now?" She bit her lip in fear. She couldn't act as calm as him.
"Help me up." Dongfang Boyu gritted his teeth. His foot was twisted. Just now he was holding her and only protecting her. His chest was hit hard by a stone. The most fatal thing was that his current waist
, hit by a bullet.
Damn it, it was all his negligence, he didn't expect that someone would do it in the ancestor worship cave.
Yun Yan helped him up, and he gasped again, "How are you?"
"It's nothing, I sprained my foot." He didn't tell her that he had been shot, but he knew that the matter could not be hidden for long.
Sure enough, after supporting him for a few steps, Yun Yan's hand accidentally touched his waist. He snorted coldly, and she felt something sticky in her hand.
The blood on her face suddenly faded, she helped him stop, looked at his waist with the light of her mobile phone, and unbuttoned his suit. There was also a black shirt underneath, so that no one could see what was going on. She
She looked at him with slightly trembling lips, "Is your waist bruised?"
Reason told her that this was not a scratch, but she hoped it was just a scratch, because in such an environment, it would be really bad if he had any other injuries.
He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "No, it seems he was shot."
"Hit, shot?" Is it really what she thought? When he hugged her and left her position, she seemed to hear a silent sound at the same time, but she never thought that it was a shooting.
the sound of.
In other words, among the people who worshiped the ancestors, was there anyone who wanted his life?
"Shh, don't be nervous. Let's find an exit now." Dongfang Boyu endured the pain all over his body and looked at her, "See how much battery the phone still has."
Yunyan looked at her phone just now. When she saw that it showed that only 30% of the battery was left, she felt like she was struck by lightning.
"There's still thirty percent left," she said honestly.
She had never had this kind of experience. She looked at Dongfang Boyu, "What should we do now? Should I help you bandage your wound first? Or straighten your twisted foot?"
"Which one do you know?" He accepted her suggestion seriously.
However, Yunyan doesn't know any of them.
She took a deep breath desperately to calm herself down and face everything now.
Then she went to pull off her cheongsam, but her needlework was so good that the possibility of it tearing at once did not happen at all.
Yun Yan asked him to take the mobile phone, "You must find a stone and make a hole in my skirt. Then you can tear a strip of cloth. Your gunshot wound must be bandaged immediately."
Coincidentally, not far away, she saw a stone. Without thinking much, she unzipped her cheongsam. Thinking of something, she turned her head and looked at Dongfang Boyu, "Turn off the screen of the phone."