"Hahaha!" The guard in black who was only one left laughed and pointed at the man Wentai who had no long sword: "Even the weapons are gone! It depends on how arrogant you are!"
Wen Tai lay on Bai Weiwei's body and moved slightly, turning his head weakly to look at the man in black laughing happily.
The man in black lifted up the big knife and his eyes shone: "Five million gold is destined to be...uh!"
A green light flashed, and a woman's jasper hairpin was inserted into the throat of the man in black, and then it fell straight down.
Wen Tai struggled to get up from Bai Weiwei's body.
Bai Weiwei looked at him worriedly with tears on her face.
He clenched his lips, but did not speak.
He looked up and looked around.
Bent over and get up, and corpses are everywhere on the ground.
An unknown wild bird rattles by.
Wen Tai walked slowly, and there was a bloodstain wherever he walked. He was dragging his broken foot naked on the ground.
He pulled off a few black robes from the men in black beside him, and then tied them into long ropes.
He bit his lip and picked up Bai Weiwei from the carriage, and carefully dragged it under a thick tree.
The wider end of the rope was passed through Bai Weiwei's arm and tied it tightly.
Throw the other end of the rope onto a tall tree pole.
Bai Weiwei didn't know what he was doing, and the first time he couldn't understand what this child was doing.
The rope drooped through the treetops.
Wen Tai began to pull the rope hard, difficult and slow. Bai Weiwei's body, which had lit the acupoint, slowly left the ground...
Wen Tai pulled the rope down one after another, and finally pulled Bai Weiwei to the top of the treetops. He tied the rope in his hand to the big tree.
Then he pressed the tree body, jumped a few times and jumped onto the not-too-high tree pole, pulled Bai Weiwei's body and picked a comfortable position at several dense tree poles, then untied the rope on her body.
After the placement was completed, her acupoints were untied.
Bai Weiwei quickly stood up and asked him: "Wen Tai, are you okay?"
"Wentai, your face is so pale!"
But Wen Tai suddenly leaned on her.
"Wen Tai! Talk! Wen Tai!" Bai Weiwei called him in panic.
Wen Tai leaned against her and looked at her.
Seeing her face full of tears, his voice was weak: "Don't cry, young master, I will come, wait..."
This is such a handsome face, but blood is dripping on your chin at this moment.
Bai Weiwei let him lean against him and nodded fiercely: "Well! Wen Tai! Let's wait! Qianxun will definitely come! You must hold on! Hold on!"
Wen Tai looked at her anxious look and raised her lips low, as if comforting her, then raised her hand slightly, holding the tied black clothesline in her hand, trying to wipe it on her head.
He just heard him say softly: "I'm sorry... it's dirty... your hair..."
His hands drooped weakly and never rubbed her hair again. His body fell straight from the tree.
"Wen Tai!" Bai exclaimed slightly! He lay on the tree stud and reached down to grab his hand.
But nothing was caught.
Wen Tai's body fell on the snow, and snowflakes were raised.
His eyes were closed tightly, but there was still a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.
He is dead and she is still alive. That's fine.
"Wen Tai!"
"Wen Tai!!!" Bai Weiwei screamed shrillly. She finally understood why Wen Tai didn't say a word after being injured, why didn't he use light skills to pull her up to the treetops with a cloth rope... because he no longer had the strength at that time.
Wen Tai, do you have to take care of others even before you die?
Wen Tai, Wen Tai...
Bai Weiwei's tears poured like a river, and she couldn't help but burst into tears...