In This Life, I Only Push Joan of Arc

It only took less than a second to tear off his arm directly.

At this moment, time slowed down tens of thousands of times, and only pain remained in Luo An's mind.

His pupils narrowed, and blood spurted from his right arm.

The whole body began to feel a little cold, not only because of the cold body, but also because of the unbearable pain.

Are you going to die?

Die, just like that time.No one knows where he died, so he left alone.

People always say that when you die, there will be a revolving light. Is it right now?

In the end, he was still too weak, he couldn't save anything at all, and he wasn't something that could save people from the very beginning.

"Lon, I also hope that you can accompany me forever."

In her mind, Joan of Arc seemed to be calling out to herself.

The last trace of strength suddenly emerged from his body.

Yes, Joan of Arc hasn't set off yet, she can't die, absolutely can't die! ! !

PS: Because of the special plot, it broke out at one time today

21. No if

Luo An didn't know why he suddenly had power.

In order to suppress his pain, his teeth clenched the skin of his mouth, and even his mouth was full of blood, but even so, his eyes were full of determination.

Can't die, absolutely can't die, when she hasn't been protected, can't die!

This kind of thought and desire to survive made him feel that wonderful feeling for the first time.

The left hand came out of the wolf's mouth and pulled out the knife on its head, and then without hesitation, stabbed the other wolf's temple that was eating its right hand.

"Is my hand delicious!!!"

boom!

With the knife piercing slowly, Luo An did not stop.

With his left hand, he tore at the opponent's head with force, and then kept pulling the knife out of the opponent's mouth.

The blood spurted out instantly and splashed on his face, a little warm.

After this series of actions ended, he was a little dazed.

The sensation on the right side of the body begins to decrease.

Luo On knew that he had to stop the bleeding and receive treatment, but there was no one here to help him.

He stumbled to his feet and used his clothes to wrap the broken part, but unfortunately he couldn't stop the bleeding at all, and the clothes were a little cold. After the blood flowed, it was absorbed by the clothes, and then the unstoppable blood ran down the corners of the clothes. Drop to the ground.

fire... must be fire...

Thinking of this, he used flint and flint on the spot, but unfortunately one hand was too difficult.

He held two flints in his left hand, and then used velvet grass as a kind of igniter to ignite it. After two or three successful attempts, he slowly took the burning grass and placed it in the wood.

The fire slowly rose, but unfortunately his consciousness was almost gone, and he was shaky. As long as he relaxed once, he might fall asleep forever.Now that I can hang it, it all depends on that last bit of perseverance.

The knife was barely supported on the fire and burned.

Luo An has really tried his best.

Words cannot describe the pain he is in right now.

Why should I come here to suffer.

These thoughts suddenly appeared in his mind, causing tears to flow from the corners of his eyes inexplicably.

Helpless, lonely.

These emotions suddenly erupted at this moment, making him unable to hold back his tears. It was obvious that he could end everything by relaxing, but he still had to hold on.

After burning for a while, he felt that the knife was hot, he took a few deep breaths, and then slowly placed it on the wound on his broken right hand.

"Huh...huh..."

His breathing quickened, and his heart sank.

Then, the hot knife surface was placed on the wound to be scalded.

crackling

A sound of burning meat was produced, accompanied by a smell of grilled meat.

Luo An's whole body trembled, he gritted his teeth, and desperately endured the pain.

Snot and tears, including saliva, can't be controlled at all.

"Crack..."

He finally let out a low growl, that cry mixed with pain.

It's a pity that this time it was only half burned. After it was over, sweat poured down his face frantically, and Lon was gasping for breath.