After wearing the book, my strategy was wrong, the male protagonist

Chapter 617

Fortunately, when the second stone wall fell, it joined the first wall to form a triangular area.

Fang Yuanjia and Zhong Wan were able to hide in this narrow gap.

Fortunately, he escaped and saved his life.

The ears of the two kept buzzing, and there were sounds of stones hitting their heads all around.

It seemed that in the next second, the stone above the head, which could temporarily protect them, couldn't support it and forced it down.

After a long time, Fang Yuanjia moved his body.

The wound on the back began to tear, and the blood flowed out again.

Only then did Fang Yuanjia feel the burning pain coming from his back.

He hissed: "Fuck, why does my back hurt so much?"

Zhong Wan smelled a strong smell of blood in a pile of flying dust.

The moment Fang Yuanjia spoke, she subconsciously thought of the stone that Fang Yuanjia blocked for her.

At that time, she was too flustered, and her attention was all on He Yu, and it was only then that she belatedly recalled Fang Yuanjia's muffled snort.

Zhong Wan looked anxious: "Fang Yuanjia, are you injured?"

Fang Yuanjia's back was sticky, and the blood stuck the sweater to his body, making him uncomfortable and painful.

He was afraid that Zhong Wan would be worried, so he endured the constant pain, gasped for breath, and said, "It's okay, I just got a little injury. It's not a big problem, as long as I'm alive, it's rare to see you worry about me, it's too bad." Easy."

Thinking of Zhong Wan's altitude sickness, Fang Yuanjia asked worriedly: "Now there is no oxygen bottle to give you oxygen, can you do it? Can you hold on?"

Before Zhong Wan could answer, he laughed again: "What if you are really hypoxic? You don't want me to give you artificial respiration, do you? Then He Yu will definitely kill me."

Fang Yuanjia's face twitched in pain, but his tone was extremely brisk.

I want to make Zhong Wan's spirit less tense.

But Zhong Wan couldn't laugh or scold.

She was protected in Fang Yuanjia's arms, except for some dust on her face, she was not harmed at all.

Stuffed in Fang Yuanjia's arms, smelling the strong rust-like smell of blood from his body, Zhong Wan's heart hurts as if being held by a big hand.

Fang Yuanjia wanted to say something again to divert Zhong Wan's attention.

Zhong Wan opened his mouth, the tip of his nose sore: "Say a few words less, no one will treat you as dumb."

In this case, the more you talk, the more physical energy you will consume, and the harder it will be to sustain it.

Especially Fang Yuanjia is currently injured and bleeding.

His condition will only get worse.

Fang Yuanjia stopped talking.

Zhong Wan and Fang Yuanjia were buried deeper, and the space in the triangular area was narrow. The air that was not enough was evenly distributed to the two of them, making it even thinner.

Zhong Wan's breathing has gradually become difficult.

She lowered her head to prevent Fang Yuanjia from noticing her changes.

Fang Yuanjia's face became paler and paler, and the pain made him unable to pay too much attention to Zhong Wan's subtle state.

at last.

Facing the earthquake for the first time, 996, who lost his voice after being frightened, regained his voice.

He and Zhong Wan shared perspectives, and what he saw was Zhong Wan's personal experience.

The overwhelming breath of death was passed to him unconsciously.

The moment the stone fell and crushed Zhong Wan and Fang Yuanjia, 996 thought he was also dead.

so horrible!

996 looked at Zhong Wan's gradually dwindling health, and spoke tremblingly, with a cry in his voice.

[Host, host, how are you doing now~]

【Host, can you still hold on~】

Zhong Wan's voice to 996 also became weak: "I can still hold on."

(End of this chapter)