Chapter 995

Give up?

The flare is in her hands.

It can be launched at any time, and in less than half an hour, she can get out of this trap.

The only question is -

do you want it?

Night qianxiao advised her, Qiao Yuqi also advised her.

She should have given up.

Liu Wanyan frowned.

As soon as she pulls the flare, it's all over.

Don't train day and night, don't bear the extreme pain of the body, don't worry about being eliminated

She will be relaxed in the future.

But then?

She knows.

I will regret it.

Even resent yourself, why can't you insist for a while, even for a while, may have unexpected turning point.

Liu Wanyan sighed a long sigh.

Looking forward -

bushes, weeds, dead wood, green leaves, vines, shrubs.

It's a mess.

After thinking for a moment, Liu Wanyan put the signal bomb back into her pocket, then supported it with a wooden stick and moved it out a little bit.

She didn't believe it. She couldn't go out after walking in this direction for a day!

As it turns out, God wants to see her.

When she was hungry and hungry, she finally went through the jungle of trees and came to a slightly open land.

At the moment of sliding down the hillside, Liu Wanyan was relieved.

For their own liberation.

The whole person lies on the ground, Liu Wanyan throws the stick in her hand, and then closes her eyes without scruple.

She was tired.

Too tired.

Just take a break.

Liu Wanyan thinks so, the head gradually lost consciousness, the ache of limbs seems to have also dispersed.

"Wanyan?"

There was a soft voice in my ear.

Drowsy.

"Wanyan?"

Someone took his hand, and the pain of his arm came.

Liu Wanyan frowned.

"Wanyan?"

Another call sounded from the ear, mild as the May sun, so that Liu Wanyan suddenly awakened from the dream.

Open your eyes.

In front of my eyes, there is a beautiful face with worry and tension. The facial features are three-dimensional, and the expression is gentle, just as warm as in memory.

Liu Wanyan was stunned for a few seconds.

She subconsciously thought she was dreaming.

But --

the pain on her arm made her wake up completely.

No.

I'm not dreaming.

Everything is real.

Song Zichen, her injury, and this world.

She closed her eyes and relieved her sour eyes. Liu Wanyan squinted and prepared to sit up from the ground.

"Don't move."

The gentle voice fell, followed by the hand on the forehead, cold and cold.

"You have a fever."

"Well."

Liu Wanyan responded feebly.

"I'll help you with the wound first." Soon, the sound came again.

“……”

Liu Wanyan didn't answer this time.

At this time, she can not get rid of song Zichen, stubborn left.

She won't kill herself.

Even if she has enough physical strength, she can't stand up for the seventh day without help.

No way.

She needs help.

What's more, no matter how she hates song Zichen, the other party is her comrade in arms.

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