Fortunately, they were already far away, otherwise it would be strange if her screams did not alert the iron beetle.
"What a troublesome woman." Dongfang Xingran, who had already walked away, cursed angrily, and then turned back. Under the dim moonlight, he saw a petite and pitiful little woman being suppressed by a huge man.
He was so dead that he couldn't move.
He came to her and squatted down, frowning childishly, and asked somewhat viciously: "Are you dead?"
Xiahou Huan'er raised her head with difficulty and spat out the sand in her mouth. She felt extremely wronged and said, "After all, I am your little aunt, and you are torturing me like this. Are you embarrassed?"
"I took the initiative to save you, which is already a great honor." If it weren't for this reason, he wouldn't care about their life or death.
"Saving people to the end, sending Buddha to the West, you make me feel even more uncomfortable." She was now tired and hungry, her whole body ached, and she could hardly use any strength.
And he didn't even try to help her, it was inhumane and devoid of family affection.
"Trouble." Dongfang Xingran frowned and reached out impatiently to pull the man off her body.
This kid was finally willing to lend a helping hand. Xiahou Huan'er looked at him with emotion: "A child who is willing to help others is a good child."
Dongfang Xingran snorted coldly and said, "It won't take long before Mommy will definitely expand her scope to look for you. If you continue to linger, you won't be able to leave here."
Xiahou Huan'er immediately jumped up from the ground and said anxiously: "Then let's leave quickly, but you have to help me share your uncle's weight."
Dongfang Xingran glared at her with some displeasure, then took one of Dongfang Xing's hands, put his back against the ground, and dragged him away like this. He dragged it so easily, as if he didn't have to use any force.
She was deceived by him again. This kid is a zombie who has lived for five hundred years. Dongfang Xing's ability is so powerful, he must not be far behind.
However, Xiahou Huan'er felt distressed when he dragged him away like this. He quickly stepped forward and said, "Kid, if you drag him like this, his back will be injured."
"Then what do you want?" It was already a great honor for him to drag it for her, but she was still very picky.
Xia Houhuan'er said matter-of-factly: "Of course I'm carrying him on her back." He was her husband, how could she be willing to let him get hurt?
"Are you kidding?" How could his age-old body be able to carry Dongfang Xing's huge body, which was already much taller than the average person?
Dongfang Xingran looked at her like she was an idiot.
Xiahou Huan'er scratched her head, feeling a little embarrassed when he looked at him, and said awkwardly: "I never said that, but I really can't drag him away like this. I'll carry him on my back, and you can help support him from behind. That's okay."
." As long as he is willing to help share the weight, she won't have a hard time.
Dongfang Xingran had no objection, but his little mouth was very poisonous: "He has thick skin and thick flesh, and he won't die if he is dragged away. I really don't know why you feel so distressed."
"He is my husband. If I don't feel sorry for him, who should I feel sorry for?" Xiahou Huan'er glanced at him sideways and struggled to carry the heavy man on his back.
Dongfang Xingran snorted disdainfully, stretched out a hand to support Dongfang Xing's lower body, Xiahou Huan'er suddenly felt a light weight on his back, almost unable to feel the weight, and once again envy, jealousy and hatred: "You are really zombies
Well, even a little kid’s strength is so amazing, it really makes people jealous.”
"Why didn't uncle turn you into a zombie?" Dongfang Xingran asked in surprise.
