Chapter 1244

He leaned back on the stone wall, the craggy chrome man behind him, and when he fell down, he hit the most sharp part of the stone on his back. It was estimated that he was a little skinny, wet with dew, painful and itchy, as if countless ants were biting fiercely in the wound.

One day and one night without rice water, his throat coughing almost smoke.

All the bad things come together, and they become desperate.

Youyou buries his face in his arms and is full of hope. When he opens his eyes again and raises his head, xiaoyichen is in the cave and reaches out to him

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Through a large forest, there is a road several kilometers long.

Little Yi Chen and Lisa are running and stopping on the road, trying to get in touch with the army in the shortest possible time.

At this time, the sun has slowly risen from the horizon, but in the early morning, the temperature can not hit people at all, but it has driven away some chills and brought some rare temperatures.

Little Yi Chen's footsteps are heavier and heavier. In the state of overload, it seems that he may fall down at any time in the next second.

His condition is worse than yuntianyou.

A body is injured, some wounds are not handled in time, have been inflamed, drill heart ache.

But even so, he didn't slow down a bit.

Because you are still waiting for him!

One minute late, it's a minute more dangerous!

Lisa took a look at his stiff and stoic expression and knew that he was suffering from the pain.

"I carry you on my back." She said.

Mu Yichen glanced at her a little unexpectedly, but soon stopped his surprise and said coldly, "no!"

She has always feared the strong. In her eyes, Mu Yichen's willpower is amazing and tenacious. Therefore, her heart has changed a little for him!

Mu Yichen's throat was very dry. Suddenly, he felt soft and fell to the ground.

Lisa walked over at once, reaching out to help him.

However, Mu Yichen did not reach out.

His shoulders heaved violently, and he was short of breath, and though he tried to restrain himself, he was strangely stiff.

Mu Yichen clenches his teeth and slowly spreads his body a little bit. He takes a deep breath of cold air and tries to prop up the wall with his hand and force himself to get up from the ground.

However, when he just knelt on one knee and supported himself on the other half of the body, he was dazed and covered with cold sweat.

Lisa reached out, stroked his forehead, and was shocked. He had a fever.

The big cold sweat on his forehead was meticulous and flowed down.

Mu Yichen opens his eyes, and his face is white without a trace of blood.

Lisa knelt on one knee and wiped the cold sweat off her face gently for him, but her heart had guessed that he must be infected by the wound on her body and suffering from overdraft all night, which led to the fever.

For the moment, however, she has no medicine.

"Does it matter?" She frowned and asked with concern.

Youyou has told her to protect him. At this moment, it's her duty to protect him!

Mu Yichen clenched his lips and shook his head: "it doesn't matter!"

While talking, another cold sweat of douda rolled down.

His physical condition could not deceive her eyes.

Lisa frowned a little, but saw that he barely held up his body, closed her eyes and took a deep breath of fresh air, only to recover some blood color on her pale face.