"Zhao Long, Zhao Long!!!"

A bonfire was burning beside the stream, and Qiao Lingxiang desperately poured energy into Zhao Long's body, but she couldn't get in. She cried and touched his neck artery. She was dead and had no beating at all.

She shook her head, these are all good people, why can she save others, but Zhao Long can't save them?

Because Zhao Long's heart stopped beating?

Thinking of this, Qiao Lingxiang hurriedly put Zhao Long's body flat. In the forest, Cen Yi, Lu Zhengqing, and Ajiu had already killed many people.

Or they have been killed by Gu Siran's teammates...

Qiao Lingxiang didn't care about this. She untied Zhao Long's clothes on her chest, pressed her palm against his heart, and pressed his heart desperately.

If she can be resurrected, Qiao Lingxiang can resurrect Zhao Long, and she can also resurrect Cen Yi, Lu Zhengqing and Ajiu again.

Just find a way to pour energy into Zhao Long's body.

The first time she pressed her chest, Qiao Lingxiang laughed, because as long as Zhao Long's heart moved, her energy could be poured into Zhao Long's body. She clearly felt that it was OK.

"Yes, yes, Qiao Lingxiang, you can."

She muttered, her hair was messy, cheering herself up and pressing Zhao Long's chest. It seemed that she was giving Zhao Long first aid, but as long as she got closer and looked closely, she could find that the gunshot wound on Zhao Long was healing bit by bit.

"You said you should work hard, Qiao Lingxiang, you said you should work hard, you said..."

Qiao Lingxiang kept thinking about it, and the bullets that were shot into Zhao Long's body were slowly pushed out of his body by the healed body tissue.

The gunshots in the forest, accompanied by the last scream, gradually disappeared. After a long time, for a long time, and perhaps not long, Cen Yi helped Lu Zhengqing, who was covered in blood in half, and rushed back from the forest.

Ajiu's face was covered in blood, as if he had passed a desperate battle in the forest. He stumbled to the bonfire, knelt beside Zhao Long and asked Qiao Lingxiang,

"How is Zhao Long?"

Qiao Lingxiang did not answer him, but focused on pressing her chest, whispering something in her mouth, just like a witch's spell.

But when she listened carefully, she just kept saying,

"Come on, come on, you want to do it..." What kind of spell is this?

Ajiu, who was covered in blood, was in a hurry and asked loudly:

"Yingxiang, what's going on in Zhao Long? Is he dead?"

He collapsed again and cried loudly:

"His father has always had high hopes for him. When he came out, Uncle Zhao said he wanted me to take him back. Is he dead?"

"Ajiu! Don't bother Ayaka."

Cen Yi held Lu Zhengqing, who was shot, and sat by the bonfire. He turned around, grabbed Ajiu's back collar with one hand, dragging Ajiu away from the crying one.

"Ayaka, can he save him? Tell me, can he save him?"

Ajiu's emotions became more and more excited. Just now, he was killed for the first time and killed for the first time. This kind of fear suddenly broke down.

If Cen Yi hadn't stopped him, he would have hoped to rush to Qiao Lingxiang directly and teach her to say the word "can".

Cen Yi directly punched Ajiu and knocked him to the ground.

I saw Cen said excitedly:

"Don't say it, Ayano is saving you. Don't make trouble. If you can save it, save it. If you can't save it, it's life."

Lu Zhengqing, who was still in blood, sat blankly beside the fire, with a rare look on his face without any unusual and unreasonable expression. He had not yet reacted, how did all this happen and how did it end? He was obviously shot, but how could he still run to kill people? Why was he now shot again?

Why is he sitting here???

Lu Zhengqing was stupid.

The only normal person here is Cen Yi. He is like a natural murder machine. When he encounters such a thing, he can still remain sober. This kind of psychological quality is not something that everyone has.

Suddenly, Zhao Long, who was lying on the ground, had no gun hole on his body, began to cough desperately. With a "ah" sound, he rolled in place from Qiao Lingxiang's under his chest, raised his head, looked at Lu Zhengqing, half of his body covered in blood, then looked at Cen Yi, and then at Ajiu who was lying on the ground, crying with a look on his face.

Finally, Zhao Long looked back and saw Qiao Lingxiang, who was kneeling on the ground and suddenly lost weight, asked in surprise:

"Hell? Is this hell? Have we all become wandering ghosts? Ayanaka, you look pretty good when you are a ghost."

Lu Zhengqing looked at Zhao Long's lively appearance with a strange expression and set his eyes on Qiao Lingxiang.

Cen Yi walked over, glanced at Zhao Long up and down, opened her mouth, and was about to talk to Qiao Lingxiang, she suddenly stood up, picked up her backpack, and ran into the dark forest.

This action made the four men stunned.

Lu Zhengqing pointed to the bloody gun hole on his shoulder, and pointed to the direction where Qiao Lingxiang ran away. He was suffering. He hadn't started to treat him yet? Why did the person run away?

Cen Yi frowned and chased the forest.

The two entered the forest. He listened to the sound of the clothes scraping branches and ran directly in this direction. In the dark forest, Cen Yi's vision was not clear, but his hearing suddenly became extremely sensitive.

The running footsteps paused in place. He listened to Qiao Lingxiang's footsteps in the smell of blood and the mixed smell of the fragrance of trees.

She hid.

Cen Yishou shouted in the darkness and said anxiously:

"Ayanxiang, stop running. We have to go back together. Don't run away. It's too dark in front of you. I've entered the dense forest and couldn't see my five fingers. I don't know what kind of wild beasts you can't run away."

The forest was silent, Qiao Lingxiang hid behind a big tree. She didn't dare to speak, and she vaguely saw Cen Yi's figure slowly walking deep into the forest.

She was afraid that he would encounter wild animals when he went into the dense forest, so she spoke:

"You go back, I don't want to go back to the city."

"Why?"

The young man, wearing a gun hole, turned around and walked towards the tree where Qiao Lingxiang was hiding. He stood on the side of the tree and said to Qiao Lingxiang on the other side of the tree:

"We still have to go back and hand in the mission, which we agreed before."

"I don't want to go back anymore. I think life here is good, I don't want to go back."

Qiao Lingxiang hugged herself with both hands, her body was trembling, and she was very emotional, and she said:

"Cen Yi, don't pretend to know nothing. You saw it, you all saw it."

"What did you see?"

Cen Yi, who was behind the tree, suddenly turned around, pulled the sports suit with the gun hole on her body, pointed to the place where he had been shot in the faint light, frowned and asked:
Chapter completed!