"I want to see where you guys can run to!" Initially, Zhang Song and Dongfang Yi had used the force from the explosion to shake off the masked men, but they were tired now, and were quickly chased by the masked men behind. The leader of the masked men led the other masked men and surrounded Zhang Song and his group, slowly approaching them.
Zhang Song and Dongfang Yi vigilantly brought the masked men over, while slowly retreating.
"I told you to run, but you didn't. Now, even if you want to run away, you won't have a chance. " At this time, for Zhang Song to still be able to joke around with Dongfang Yi calmly, could also be considered to be an ordinary person's doing.
"I said it already, if you want to die, you should die together. If you want to live together, you should live together. I don't regret dying together with you. " Compared to Zhang Song's indifference, Dongfang Yi's tone of voice contained a few less jokes and a few more firm determination.
Zhang Song was moved by Dongfang Yi's words and was stunned for a moment. Then, he turned to Dongfang Yi and said seriously, "Don't worry, we have not reached a dead end yet. As long as there's a sliver of hope, I have a way to let us live on in peace. "
"In the past, I believed whatever you said. But now, whatever you said, I believed it without hesitation." Dongfang Yi smiled at Zhang Song.
Dongfang Yi's words were very simple, anyone who had attended an elementary school would understand. It was just a simple sentence, but it contained all of the trust Dongfang Yi had for him. Zhang Song couldn't help but reach out and tightly hold Dongfang Yi's hand.
"I didn't expect that Miss Dongfang would still be able to calmly speak of love at such a life-threatening moment. I'm really impressed." The leading masked man indicated for his subordinates to stop in their tracks, and started to surround Zhang Song and Dongfang Yi, "Zhang Song, you are a smart person, you should know your current situation. If you two want to escape from our encirclement, that is even harder than ascending to the sky."
"Indeed, it is more difficult than the blue sky!" Zhang Song nodded lightly, and did not deny the masked man's words.
"It's good that you understand! Zhang Song, I will give you one more chance. If you are willing to break your own right foot, I will let you and Miss Dongfang go. I mean what I say, I won't be vague. " The leading masked man gave Zhang Song his conditions.
"Wasn't it your left foot just now? How did it suddenly become a right foot? " Zhang Song asked.
"It was just a moment ago. Now it is. Just now, you didn't hit my men. Now that my subordinate has fainted on the ground due to your beating, it can't be that you don't even understand this logic right? " The leader of the masked men said.
"You're right, but what if I don't make this deal with you?" Zhang Song retaliated.
"Then you will pay an even greater price for your refusal." The leader of the masked men said coldly.
Zhang Song shook his head when he heard the other party's words, and said expressionlessly: "Actually, you neglected another possibility."
"What possibility?" She asked Zhang Song.
"There's still a way behind us." Zhang Song said lightly.
"Do you want to bring Miss Dongfang down from above? "That's a thirty thousand meter high cliff." The pupils of the masked leader contracted as a bad feeling rose in his heart. Before he could react, he saw Zhang Song rolling down the slope behind him with Dongfang Yi in his embrace.
Seeing Zhang Song and Dongfang Yi rolling down, the leader of the masked men had a look of regret in his eyes.
"Big Brother, they've rolled down. Shall we call the brothers down to search? " one of his men asked the leader.
"Even though that place is a forbidden area, you have to remember, if I live, I need to see people, even if I die I need to see corpses. Otherwise, we will all be finished." The leader of the masked men took off his mask, turned around and walked towards the back, as if he didn't want to take another look down the steep slope.
"Yes, big brother." His men said in unison.
When the masked man left the slope, Zhang Song and Dongfang Yi fainted by the river bank. When he was rolling down the hill, although Zhang Song was hugging Dongfang Yi tightly and stuck to the ground, trying to minimize the damage, the slope was just too big and the distance was too far. By the time the two rolled down, they were already covered with wounds, especially for Zhang Song, whose face and limbs were all scratched to varying degrees. Fortunately, there were no fatal internal injuries.
The coma did not last long. Not long later, Zhang Song woke up, and rubbed his aching head, barely able to sit up. After looking around, Zhang Song was ready to go and check if anything had happened to Dongfang Yi, who was lying on the ground. Dongfang Yi opened his eyes. Seeing that Zhang Song had woken up, he could not help but reveal a faint smile.
"Where is this?" When Dongfang Yi sat up, she accidentally pulled at the wound on her leg. The pain that came from her leg caused her to inhale a breath of cold air, and she couldn't help but reveal a painful expression.
"Our hands and feet have been scratched by the gravel on the slope. You'd better not move to avoid tearing the wound." Zhang Song said to Dongfang Yi, "Just now, I observed my surroundings. This should be a valley, and there's even a small river."
The valley was surrounded by mountains and was surrounded by lush green trees. A small river slowly flowed between the valleys. Such a scenery was extremely beautiful to anyone. It was just that right now, Dongfang Yi did not have the leisure to enjoy such a beautiful scenery.
It was going to be dark soon. Dongfang Yi only had the thought of leaving this damned valley as soon as possible. It was always good to have an idea, but when a good idea became an extravagant hope, it wasn't good.
Before Dongfang Yi could explain his thoughts to him, Zhang Song said, "It's almost dark, it seems like we need to spend the night in the valley. We need to find some dried wood to burn before it gets dark, and at the end, we can also find some food."
"Don't panic, let me see what I have on me." Zhang Song turned over the bag that had been scraped to pieces by the rocks on the slope.
Zhang Song's luck was good, he found the lighter that Yao Wei gifted him. With a lighter, at least they wouldn't have to worry about how to light a fire. In this situation, fire was no doubt a lifesaver.
"With this lighter, we can do it much easier. "There's no time to lose, I'll go around to pick up some dried wood. If you have any injuries on your leg, you can stay here!" Zhang Song carefully put away the lighter, and endured the injury on his leg as he stood up.
"Then come back quickly! "I'm here alone, I …" Dongfang Yi wanted to say something but hesitated.
Dongfang Yi's fearful expression was completely seen by Zhang Song. In his memories, this seemed to be the first time Dongfang Yi showed a terrified expression in front of him.
Zhang Song said: "I will be back soon. You just sit here peacefully. If you can move, you should first use the water from the stream to clean your wounds. I'll be going first, I'll be back in a while! "
After Zhang Song finished explaining, he followed the direction of the river and entered the forest not far away.
Many of the trees here were very lush, and now that it was autumn, the dead branches and rotten leaves under the trees were abnormally rich. It was extremely convenient for Zhang Song to pick some dry and flammable branches from the pile. Not long after, Zhang Song's hands were full of bundles.
Both sides had something to say, while the other side had something to say. After Zhang Song left, Dongfang Yi staggered to the side of the river. Following Zhang Song's instructions before he left, Dongfang Yi rolled up his sleeves and legs. He took out a handkerchief and wiped the water with it and carefully washed his wounds.
Dongfang Yi's hands were thin and his legs were white. Her white arms and calves were covered with long and thin, bright red cuts. The size of the opening varied, and the length of the opening varied. It was seven or eight centimeters long, only an inch short, and the blood had dried on it.
Dongfang Yi's movements were very careful, each wipe minimizing his strength. Even so, every time he wiped the wound, it would cause it to move. It was so painful that Dongfang Yi bit her lips and took a deep breath. Fortunately, it was late autumn and the river had become very cold. The cold river water on top of the wound had the effect of cold compress on the pain, more or less alleviating Dongfang Yi's pain.
The sky gradually darkened. A cold wind blew past and Dongfang Yi could not help but shiver. He could not help but feel a tinge of fear in his heart. A rock that rolled down from the slope fell into the slowly flowing water with a "plop" sound, scaring Dongfang Yi out of his wits.
It was also the easiest time for a woman to let her imagination run wild when she was afraid. Darkness brought about fear to Dongfang Yi, causing him to tighten his limbs in fear. Like a wounded female leopard, he surveyed his surroundings defensively, and couldn't help but begin to let his thoughts run wild.
"I heard a few footsteps just now. Did that masked man chase them down?" Dongfang Yi thought, "It shouldn't be them, there are seven of them, their footsteps won't sound so orderly, I don't want to scare myself."
It was true that there were footsteps coming from afar, and it was getting closer and closer to Dongfang Yi.
Dongfang Yi saw a black figure walking towards him, and his entire body became ready to resist. As long as the black figure approached him, he would fight it out with the black figure. Although Dongfang Yi felt very tired right now, but he was prepared to fight to the death.
"Xiao Yi, it's me!" Zhang Song felt Dongfang Yi's killing intent and could not help but shout at him.
"Zhang Song, is that you?" When Dongfang Yi heard the familiar voice, his whole body's vigilance relaxed and he collapsed to the ground. A wave of cold sweat flowed down his back.
"It's me!" Zhang Song walked in front of Dongfang Yi. Using the faint light of the night sky, Dongfang Yi finally saw Zhang Song's face clearly. For a moment, all sorts of emotions surged in his heart like overturned vases. Dongfang Yi threw himself into Zhang Song's embrace without a care and started to sob ruthlessly. She merely allowed the tears to fall onto Zhang Song's shoulders.
"Zhang Song, I thought you didn't want me anymore. Leave me behind and leave by yourself." Dongfang Yi cried in grievance.
Zhang Song hugged Dongfang Yi and comforted him by patting him on the shoulder, "Don't cry anymore, Xiao Yi, didn't I come back already? You are so beautiful, how could I bear to leave such a beautiful girl like you in the mountains? "Don't worry, I won't leave you behind."