Chapter 308： Confession Storm 3

"Little Flower."

Xiaohuahua——

Huahua——

flower--

Ling Weifeng walked on the gloomy barren mountain trail, calling Wang Jiaohua's name, and the only response to her was an echo.

It's really desolate here, with weeds, rugged rocks, and lifeless, with sad sounds of birds around, but no bird's shadow can be seen.

Obviously it is broad daylight, but it gives people a gloomy feeling. The trees in the distance are pressed against the black, like a devil with teeth and claws, with sinful fangs open.

Some people say that this is a tomb mountain, with heavy sullen air and ghosts, and people who are timid, let alone walk in here, dare not even approach it.

For those rumors, Ling Weifeng was almost on the ears. She was an atheist and never believed in ghosts.

Walking into this barren mountain, she didn't feel scared, but felt troublesome. There was no one to set foot here all the year round. There were rocks and litter everywhere, and the mountain roads were almost covered, making it hard to move.

"Little Flower."

She shouted as she walked, but she still didn't respond. After walking for nearly half an hour, she only walked a short distance. Walking in such a barren place was extremely tired.

Searching slowly along the periphery, walking for another ten minutes, suddenly heard a slight noise coming from behind a big rock, Ling Weifeng stopped, she did not walk over immediately, but stood in place, tentatively Called Wang Jiaohua's name.

After all, this was a deserted place, and she didn't know the danger, so she didn't dare to act rashly.

"Little Flower?"

Seeing that there was no response, Ling Weifeng called again, and finally heard a soft groan this time.

Ling Weifeng's eyes were happy, it was Wang Jiaohua's voice.

"Little Flower."

She rushed over happily, and when she saw the blood man in front of her, her pupils suddenly shrank.

"Little Huahua, how are you."

She rushed over and squatted next to Wang Jiaohua, barely daring to touch Wang Jiaohua's body.

The whole body was blood, and his head was broken. The blood ran across his face, and there were many scars on his body. Some small wounds were solidified, but blood was still leaking from several major wounds.

Ling Weifeng suffocated his breath, how could this happen.

At this time, Wang Jiaohua had fallen into a semi-conscious state. If it hadn't been for a painful grunt every once in a while, Ling Weifeng would almost suspect that she had died.

"Little Huahua, don't be afraid, I will find someone to rescue you right away."

Ling Weifeng took out her mobile phone in a panic, dialed 120, but the call could not be connected, and she remembered that there was no signal here.

She turned pale, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, calm down, and don't panic.

Put away the phone, reach out to help Wang Jiaohua up, "Little Huahua, I'll take you out."

Two hands passed under Wang Jiaohua’s armpits, trying to support her up, but didn’t want her to open her eyes suddenly, and let out a painful scream, her face was pale now, and her expression was painful. .

"What's the matter?" Ling Weifeng saw her expression and didn't dare to move at all.

"Pain..." She uttered a word weakly, and then leaned her head on Ling Weifeng's body, completely out of strength.

Ling Weifeng's eyes flickered, and her eyes moved downward, and she saw her feet mopping the ground feebly.

The pupils contracted again, Ling Weifeng couldn't believe it, Wang Jiaohua's leg was broken.

"Who did it!"

Who is so cruel, would an innocent woman get such a heavy hand.

Wang Jiaohua's breath is weak, "I don't know."

She had just left the dormitory door in the morning when she was knocked fainted with a stick. When she woke up, she found her head covered, and then she was beaten severely until she passed out.

When I woke up again, I had already seen Ling Weifeng in front of her with anxious expression on his face.