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270. A token of life and death

The bright red liquid slowly overflowed from the wound, dripping onto the ground and splashing into pools of red lotus.

The excruciating pain made Alan's eyes well up with tears, but he was a child in the mountains after all, and these minor injuries were of no help at all.

Qibao was stunned, "What are you doing!"

"Don't worry about it, I'm free to make my own decision, please leave quickly!" Fang Jun's shouts are getting closer and closer, time is running out, if we delay any longer, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave!

Seeing that Alan had made up his mind, Qibao said no matter how much he said, it would be of no use and would only waste time. So he simply said no more, took out a stone from his arms and stuffed it into Alan's hand, "This is a token.

, as long as you need me, bring him here to find me!"[

Slowly opening his palm, under the moonlight, the stone was no more than the size of a palm, and there was some font inlaid on it. Alan couldn't recognize it. He raised his head and wanted to ask, but before Alan could reply, Qibao had already rushed out of the door!

"Alan! Alain!"

Fang Jun couldn't remember how many times he shouted, and he felt irritated. If Alan was killed because of his own negligence, it would be unreasonable. Fang Chen slapped the exposed wound on his arm that was leaking blood.

The heartbreaking pain made Fang Jun sweat profusely.

Turn.

Suddenly a black figure flashed past. Although it was only fleeting, Fang Jun could still see it clearly. Although it was too dark to see what it was, how could he not see such a big thing rushing past his eyes?

arrive!

"Who!" But when Fang Jun followed him with his eyes, the black figure had disappeared into the grass not far away, and there was no trace.

So fast!

"It's not that easy to run away." Fang Jun sneered, took out the pistol from his arms, loaded the lever, and pointed it at the grass where the shadow disappeared just now. His finger was already hooked on the trigger. At this moment, the gun was in his hand and the arrow was on the string.

, seems to have to be sent.

Squeak——

The door was slowly pushed open, and Fang Jun's eyes followed the direction of the sound source. A glimmer of light quickly flashed in his vigilant eyes. A familiar figure appeared in front of the door, his whole body slumped on the ground, his face pale.

The blood on his arm had stained half of his arm red, and the man with disheveled hair looked at Fang Jun with sleepy eyes.

"Fang...Brother Fang...save me...save me..."

It's Alan!

Fang Jun quickly put away his pistol, ran to Alan and picked up the woman who was limp on the ground with only half a life left. When he touched his arm, a burst of cold liquid suddenly stained Fang Jun's already bloody face.

Hands, frowning slightly, "How could this happen!"

"Just now...there was...a snake..." Alan gasped.

Rustling, rustling——

There was a shaking sound in the grass again. Fang Jun suddenly raised his head and was about to find out, but Alan grabbed his clothes tightly, his eyes were blurred, "Brother Fang, I... I feel so uncomfortable... Am I

Almost dead..."

"If it is really bitten by a snake, I'm afraid there is a possibility of poisoning," he was about to follow him, but when he saw Alan's wound at this moment, Fang Jun gritted his teeth, picked up Alan and walked towards the entrance of the village.

The woman curled up in Fang Jun's arms let out a long sigh and said no more.[

In the grass not far away, behind an old tree, Qibao looked at Alan and Fang Jun who were gradually disappearing from sight and drifting away. However, there was no smile on his face, and he stared at him with a pair of murderous eyes.

Holding Fang Jun's back.
Chapter completed!
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