Chapter 18

"You think I'll give you a chance to stand up?"

Looking down at the wolf's eyes, Ling Jingxuan's voice is very soft, but it's hard to say, as if it's from the bottom of hell.

"Ouch!"

"Ouch!"

Two black and round heads suddenly appeared in the grass. The next second, two wolf pups with white hair on their heads, four snow-white and black all over the body, looked like puppies. The wolf cubs, who were not very stable, tumbled onto the dead black wolf, and their heads arched over its belly and opened their mouths at the same time Contain swollen nipples.

The picture is touching and sad, but it's because of this scene that Ling Jingxuan's sickle doesn't fall down on the two wolf cubs, because they remind him of his two dry fried buns.

"Dad They are Wolf

confirmed that the as like as two peas were dead, and the two steamed bun were helping each other to tread on their faces. The same eyes were firmly locked in the wolf cubs that were still feeding.

"Well, do you like it?"

Nodding, Ling Jingxuan looked back at them, raised his hand to wipe the blood on his face. The two steamed stuffed buns looked at each other, nodded and shook his head: "no, or not."

Who knows if they will bite when they grow up? Although it looks really cute at this time.

"Ha ha If you like, you can take it back. I don't know if you can feed it. Hurry up. The blood will attract wild animals. Let's prepare to go down the mountain. "

With that, Ling Jingxuan grabbed the two wolf cubs and threw them to them respectively. After a look at the female wolf, he could not help feeling sorry. Although the fur was useless, the meat could be eaten. If it wasn't for too much food, he really wanted to get some meat and go back to fight tooth sacrifice.

From the beginning to the end, Ling Jingxuan's sight has not swept that dying blood man.

"Dad, what will he do?"

Holding the wolf cub and passing the blood man lying on the ground, the big bun turned and frowned.

Ling Jingxuan, with a bamboo basket on his back and a few heavy burdens on his hand, glanced coldly and said, "cold sauce, don't worry, you can't die for the time being."

I don't know later. Judging from his blood flow, he can last for an hour at most. The premise is that the smell of blood does not attract other wild animals, so the conclusion is that he is dead.

"He's not dead yet?"

Hearing the speech, the big steamed bun shrieked and shrieked, and he was about to stoop down. The little steamed bun also ran in the past. Ling Jingxuan's head was black: "what are you doing? You're all mud Bodhisattvas crossing the river. Do you want to save people?"

He didn't intend to save people, not to mention in the jungle with wild animals, even on the roadside of Damascus.

"How can you see death without help? Dad, come here to help. He's bleeding a lot

I don't know where his courage came from. At first, he was so scared that he began to cry. Now he really put down the wolf cub to turn over the bloody people on the ground. Even the little buns all came to help. Ling Jingxuan walked three steps and two steps and stood in front of them and said, "baozi, think about your own situation before saving people, and think about your ability Think we can get him back? "

Whether he is cold-blooded or ruthless, he is such a person, and will never ask for trouble. What's more, they are thin and weak and have no ability to save people.

"But he will die, father. Shall we save him?"

Big steamed bun is only five years old. How can a five-year-old child understand all his meaning? Little he only knew that he could never let go of death.

"Dad, can you help him?"

The little bun blinked at him.

Their eyes, only save the request, nothing else.

"Well, if you lose, you have to save people. You can't regret it later. Let me have a look first."

No matter how hard hearted people can't help their pleading. Ling Jingxuan stares at them deeply for half a sound, but spits out a mouthful of turbid gas. He squats down and puts down his things before leaning over. The two steamed stuffed buns immediately smile and retreat to one side.

"This face Well... "

When Ling Jingxuan is struggling to turn over a man's body and see his face which is stained with a little dirt, but without any scar, the whole person is stiff, and several broken pictures suddenly come to mind.

"Don't Please, don't... "

"Ah ah..."

"Well..."

"Lord, are you all right?"

"Damn it! Get rid of him

"Yes..."

With the appearance of the picture, there are two distinct voices. The former is passionate and fragrant, and the latter is cold and merciless. The memory of the former owner is awakened. It turns out that he was raped and dragged into the woods of xiaogongshan by a man who is not known to be very beautiful, but is savage and violent. He goes through his body without saying a word, When he was about to pass out of his coma, several other men came. Vaguely, he clearly heard the man's orders to his subordinates to solve his problem. As for why he did not die in the end, perhaps it was because those people thought that he had no possibility of living, or that they had a rare compassion. When he woke up, there was no one around, and he was physically and mentally hurt He didn't dare to tell anyone. He could only hide his sadness and embarrassment and go home. However, he didn't want to. After a few months, his stomach grew bigger. ThisNo wonder he has no memory of that man At first, he thought that the original owner should be abandoned by the scum man, but he didn't expect It's not as good as an animal! Damn it, he doesn't want to remember this rapist.

"Dad, what's the matter with you? How Dad, his face I think I've seen it somewhere

Seeing that he was stupidly stupefied there for a long time, there was no movement. The big steamed bun held the wolf cub and approached him. When he saw the man's appearance, the small sword eyebrow suddenly wrinkled. He always felt that his face was very familiar, and he could not remember it for a time.

Yes, of course. Isn't it a copy of you two?

Ling Jingxuan turned his eyes angrily. He was lucky. He could pick up a wild man when he went up the mountain to collect some medicine. What's more, he had to save him. Not only did he promise to make baozi, but he also wanted to figure out what was going on at that time. He also gave the owner a clean conscience and helped the two steamed stuffed buns know their life experiences.

"Xiaowen, Xiaowu, you go back and wait. When you see uncle, you will take him to the mountain quietly. Remember, don't let anyone find out."

He was in a coma, and it was useless for him to tangle up. Ling Jingxuan tore the cloth on the man's body that was smooth and easy to touch. Without lifting his head, he told two steamed stuffed buns to stop bleeding first. It would be better if he could wake him up. However, it should be very difficult. He bled too much and didn't know whether there were other fatal wounds. Besides the medicine he had just collected, Ling Jingxuan ordered two steamed buns to stop bleeding, Basically nothing. The chance of him waking up is basically zero.

"No, we're gone. What do you do?"

Compared with saving people, big steamed stuffed bun obviously cares more about his father's life and death. His voice is hard to hide. Ling Jingxuan sighs deeply and looks up at him: "I want to help him stop bleeding. It's useless for you to stay here. Besides, I can't carry him back alone. Xiaowen, you need to save people. If you regret now, we can leave him. ”

what seems cruel and heartless is actually just his provocation. After seeing a man's appearance and those pictures, he can't give up.

"I Dad, you wait for us. I'll bring my brother-in-law soon. Xiaowu, let's go. "

Ling Wen looks at him and then looks down at the unconscious man. He grits his teeth and pulls Lingwu around and walks away.

"But, Dad..."

"Xiao baozi, be obedient. Go back quickly. Dad is waiting for you here."

Ling Jingxuan tried to raise a soothing smile until he saw their backs disappear in the woods. He started the treatment again. He swore in his heart that when the man woke up, he would have to torture him. Damn it, he wanted to kill people. He said that he was cold-blooded and merciless More cruel than he is.