There was only Holan’s panicked low sobs in the empty warehouse, and her hands were still powerless in my wound, trying to block the blood from the turbulence...

With the loss of blood, my consciousness was a little confused.

After the battle began to the stroke of the mastered for forbearance, during the frequent aphrodisiac, the impact did not fully heal the meridian, resulting in the loss of blood of the wound, and then took Holan to escape and then shot.

Jumping the sea, sinking the bottom, do your best to let the meridian and blood be wound to avoid the pursuit of the enemy, but even so, it is still unable to stop the sharp consumption and loss of physical strength.

What to do?

What to do?

I bit my teeth and think completely disturbed by Holan’s sobs, but in the end I thought of a dead horse as a way to treat the living horse doctor, and I could only bite my teeth and ask, “The needle and the thread, will you stitch the wound?”

“It will be . . . yes, but with so much bleeding and wounds, I’m afraid...”

“Don’t be afraid, I’m afraid I’ll die of too much blood!”I looked pale, biting my lips and saying bitterly, "Take down the silver needle that is stuck in my shoulder and neck, and find some silk thread, be flexible and strong..."

“The thread?Where to find the thread?”Holan looked around in a hurry, his eyes suddenly fell on a pile of clothes that had just faded, if she said that the flexibility was strongest, she looked inside her light, and couldn't help but blush her face, "I know, then what?"

“The grass...the grass and ash...” I said with a strong spirit, “give me my sabre, find some wood and carton shells torn into debris, and then see if there is any dead grass outside, pull some over, hurry...”

“Oh, I’ll go!”Holan got up in a panic, gave me my sabre, and then as I began to hit Mars with her sabre, she was turning her back on me, tearing down thread.

I caught fire with arms, surrounded by cartons, so that there was a greater benefit to keep the temperature, and the fire would not leak.

The fire rose, burned the ashes, and then mixed with the water squeezed out of the clothes, mixed into grass and wood ash, I bent one end of the silver needle, tied the thread of Holan's removed, and let her tuck her in a pussy of grass and wood directly on my blood-losing wound, blocked the blood loss, and then stitched...

But even so, the blood flow was still very large, the grass and wood ash were constantly smeared, the wound was stitched with an ugly and twisted twist, and Holan wiped the tears while trembling, helping me to stitch the wound up.

My strength gradually passed, my eyes were scattered on her chest of carton mats, opened her mouth, and said weakly: "As long as I have been helping me to prevent the bleeding of the wound, after the blood stops, put out the fire, before your family finds you, do not go out..."

“Don’t say so much... I’m afraid.”

I think you are afraid of a hair, now life is in danger is me, but for such a seemingly weak and unyfect girl, this situation I also scolded, can only hang a bitter smile, slowly close their eyes, weak breath: "I sleep a little... you remember..."

"Don't you..." Holan shook me gently, and found that it made my blood flow increase, and I couldn't help but stop her hands in fear, but I frowned, and I couldn't carry the fatigue of being so weak that I couldn't hold it anymore, and when my eyelids were closed, I couldn't open it anymore.

Next.

After a period of comfort, accompanied by constant pain, all kinds of indescribable pain are intertwined in my senses, there are tinglings, swelling pain, soreness... all kinds of pain are intertwined in the mind!

In addition to the pain, there is also the cold, feeling that I am in the Arctic, the cold teeth are trembling, the whole body is cold, the ice seems to break me down, cold to the bones are twitching.

After a confused period of time, it felt hot, sweltering to the bottom of the body is like soaking in the hot boiling water, struggling to escape, but as if by the sticky asphalt to death, the brain feels that it is roasted for a whirling.

The confusion of consciousness, from time to time some dreams, dreaming that my mother was beaten, I hid under the table to cover the picture of my ears, dreaming that Lin night held me in her arms, rubbed my hands and was beaten by my stepfather ass...

In the dream, I vaguely flashed once I stole the picture of Lin night bathing, is it ten or eleven years old?Or was it 13 years old?

I don't remember...

I also dreamed of Wen Xiaomo, Wen Xiao Mo tiptoed to kiss me, but Shen Man touched his bulging belly to my front pointing to me, Wen Xiaomo hit me with a slap in the face, running away with tears.

The picture intertwined with me in the bed appeared, let my hot blood flow back in a while, but a moment later, the figure of the lily became a thorny, she fell under me with a soft smile, strange pictures like the foxes in the ghost novel Pussong age...

All things, like the phantom of a bubble, are constantly flashing in the mind, painful, unbearable, remorseful, happy... Time seems to have no length and breadth, and there is only endless suffering left in it, the mind is constantly pulled, constantly crying, shouting, and suddenly wrapped in great tenderness, to get the greatest warmth and encirclement from the woman's body.

In the end, all the sufferings were re-emerging into endless darkness.

Night as dark as ink.

Cold and hot retreat, the pain is like a needle, but after several consecutive finger movements, my consciousness seems to return to the original point, slightly moved my body, feel a tear on the back of the tear-like pain!

The grinning of the teeth wanted to make a dull humming, but it felt as if something soft was attached to the wound on my back, bringing a wonderful warmth and care.

This texture?

After a moment of consciousness, my mind slowly thought back to thinking, vaguely remembered that a few years ago, when Guanyin Mountain escaped with Liao Qingzhu on her back, she had brought me such a soft feeling, which was a woman's...

When the consciousness came like a stream of water, I suddenly opened my eyes, and at the next moment of moving, I felt a trembling breath in my ear, mixed with a voice that belonged to the girl and panicked: “You... are you in pain again?”

“Are you...weird little chir?”I turned my head suddenly, my consciousness suddenly, and I turned my head with my teeth, and I could see the white face in front of me, and her neck was a white body, and she couldn’t help but look up, her mouth ate a painful twitch, and she lost her voice, “Holan?”

“Are you finally awake?”Holan froze, but suddenly burst into tears, hugged me hard, biting his lips and lowering his voice and choking her voice intermittently.

In her aggrieved and hard statement, I learned that the coma had been more than a day, and she quietly tried to go out once, but she found that there were several strange figures who seemed to be looking for something, so she ran away to escape back here.

For more than a day, she no longer dared to go out, her stomach was so hungry that it was difficult to endure, but she found some goods that had been abandoned in the warehouse for how long, some of which thought could be canned, and did not know whether it expired, she opened it and ate it.

And my body, after the coma, seems to be caught in the infection, alternating hot and cold, and from time to time the pain is all over the body, sometimes it will make the beast roar, which sounds particularly pitiful.

Holan said that she looked at me like this, can't think of any way, do not dare to go out, can only hold me when I am cold, and when I am hot, she constantly runs out to help me with water to help me physically cool down, sometimes I scream and struggle, the wound is broken, she has to help me again wipe a pussy grass and wood ash!

Thank goodness you finally woke up!”Holan pear blossoms with rain and weep sat up, but seemed to forget that at this time she was like a perfect art sculpture, smooth and flawless in front of my eyes, beautiful, in the dark atmosphere, she was completely flawless.

Seeing my eyes, Holan suddenly felt it, but only looked at it with a blushing face, not evading, but holding his chest with his arms, blocking his most beautiful scenery, biting his lips, and whispering in his eyes: "What would a man think of in his heart at this time?"

My brain shorted for a moment, muttered two words: "Light...breaking the warmth of the darkness...thank you!"