His shirt was taken off and torn into strips, leaving his upper body exposed and wearing the long windbreaker.
There are some gaps in the windbreaker, which are very embarrassing...
Blood dripped down his abdomen and onto his pants, and the legs of his pants were bleeding all the time.
How severe must the wound be for it to be so unstoppable? It has been so long and the blood has not scabbed and blocked it.
Jing Jiaren was thinking wildly, and Ximen Longting pinched her chin: "Stop thinking!"
"I don't know what I have to do to share some of your pain."
"Kiss me!"
"At this time, you are still in the mood to joke!"
"Do I look like I'm joking?" He lowered his head slightly, his messy bangs fell down, and his lips were pale.
Jing Jiaren hooked her arms around his neck and kissed his lips...
Maybe we won't be able to go out, maybe it's the last kiss.
No matter what happened, she would stay with him to the end...
The more times like this, the more brave she should be.
"Ximen Longting, I will never abandon you."
"That's pretty much it!"
Ten minutes passed, and Jing Jiaren pulled away her lips slightly, leaned into his arms, and absorbed his masculine scent.
Strange, why hasn't Wilson come back yet?
"Is something going to happen to him?" Jing Jiaren had an ominous premonition, "Let's go over and check out the situation."
Ximen Longting raised his lips and asked, "Aren't you afraid of danger ahead?"
"We can't leave Wilson alone. We have to leave... The three of us will go out together."
If you want to die, let's die here together.
But SUN...what to do.
The little face flashed across Jing Jiaren's mind, and she had no time to think more. She took out the anesthetic pistol and held it in her hand.
Ximen Longting held a torch, illuminating the road ahead very brightly...
The corridor was claustrophobic and long, and it was very quiet along the way, but there was a strange shuttle sound, and I didn't know where it came from.
After walking for half an hour, I finally saw the exit, but there was no sign of Wilson along the way.
It's strange, given Wilson's personality, he wouldn't go too far before he should turn back.
"Hey, wait-"
Before Jing Jiaren had time to stop him, Ximen Longting had already opened the door and walked in. She didn't dare to neglect and quickly followed him.
"You didn't even know what was inside the door, so you just walked in like that. You were too careless." Jing Jiaren grabbed his hand tightly, "What if there is a hidden weapon? I was almost scared to death by you!"
This is an empty room...
There are wooden beds, wooden tables, wooden chairs, exquisite carvings, and very old curtains. It is obvious that no one has been there for a long time, and they are all covered with dust and cobwebs.
The sound of the shuttle is more obvious in the dark...
Jing Jiaren looked around warily: "Ximen Longting, I always feel like there is something there and my spine feels chilly."
Ximen Longting's handsome chin hooked: "I never believe in ghosts and gods."
"I don't believe it either... But didn't you hear a strange sound? Like an insect..."
Xixisuosuo.
Jing Jiaren turned on the flashlight and looked into the corner, and saw a fat scorpion crawling out.
Jing Jiaren breathed a sigh of relief: "It turns out they are your kind."
It's no surprise that scorpions are found in a place like this that's damp and dark.
Jing Jiaren casually picked up a vase and smashed it over...
A bunch of scorpions ran out of the broken vase, which made Jing Jiaren dumbfounded.
"Who told you to touch it?" Ximen Longting grabbed her hand, "Did you bite it?"