The first thousand one hundred and sixty-four chapters are connected with life and death
At this time, Dali's waist sank into the mud again. Zhang Wa's body lying beside her was already sinking into the mud, with only a raised head exposed. Her right hand still held Dali's right hand tightly and her left hand was high.
He lifted up and pulled Cheng Ru hard to pull the bamboo pole that was stretched over.
Cheng Ru's two calves standing on the meadow were already deeply trapped in the mud. The meadow under his feet could no longer bear the burden of himself and Zhang Wa and Dali, and was rolling in the black mud to disperse to the edge.
His body stood upright and slowly sank into the mud.
Lingling had already rushed to Chengru near, stood on a meadow under her feet, and quickly reached out to Chengru's left hand, shouting anxiously, "Catch it!"
At this time, Xiaoya also ran over from behind like a flying, shouting loudly at Lingling and Cheng Ru in front of her: "Let's go down, lie down quickly! Spread the weight of her body." She kicked the meadow under her feet, and a
The fish jumped onto a meadow close to Dali's left, and lay on the meadow and quickly stretched out the bamboo pole in his hand to Dali: "Catch it!"
Cheng Ru and Lingling heard Xiaoya's shouting and immediately understood that they must not stand on the meadow at this time. The meadow full of mud cannot bear their own weight for a long time, let alone the two of them pulling hard with bamboo poles.
The rest of the people.
Cheng Ru heard Xiaoya's shouting, shouted loudly, pulled the bamboo pole hard in her hand, and fell into the meadow behind, and took Zhang Wa and Dali out more than ten centimeters. Lingling
He also quickly lay on the meadow, pulling Cheng Ru's bamboo pole back with both hands.
At this time, Dali's face was already splashed with mud. He pulled Zhang Wa who was lying flat in the mud with his right hand, and grabbed the bamboo pole handed by Xiaoya with his left hand, and was deeply trapped in the mud below his waist.
Zhang Wa's lying body was completely trapped in the mud, and only her head was covered with mud and was still raised high and exposed outside, but her right hand was still holding her strong hand tightly; Cheng Ru's body was tilted backwards, and she was also slowing down.
Slowly sinking into the mud, only the chest and stomach are still hugging outside, holding two bamboo poles in their hands; Xiaoya and Lingling use all their strength to lie on the meadow, holding the bamboo poles tightly with both hands, pulling them back desperately
Holding a bamboo pole.
The bodies and faces of several people were wrapped tightly in dark brown mud with a pungent smell. The bodies covered with mud were closely connected, forming a strange connection between life and death in the mud filled with danger.
The patterns and several mud faces raised high were twinkling with two concerned and anxious eyes.
At this time, Dali, who was trapped at the waist, turned his head and looked at the people around him, and suddenly shouted hoarsely: "Let go, don't worry about me!" As he said that, his left hand suddenly let go of Xiaoya and pulled her tightly.
The bamboo pole was shaking hard with his right hand, hoping that Zhang Wa, who was holding his right hand tightly, letting go of her hand.
He knew that under this situation, if everyone did not give up on themselves, they might fall into this bottomless mud together. He would never let a few comrades be buried in this dirty swamp for himself.
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"Fuck! Don't fuck it!" Zhang Wa and Cheng Ru shouted in unison from the side. At the same time, their right hands exerted force at the same time, pulling Dali out a few centimeters, and Zhang Wa followed him.
Cheng Ru moved a little out with the power of his right hand, but Cheng Ru's body suddenly sank because of his right hand's sudden force, and his whole body, which was lying flat in the mud, suddenly sank into the black mud.
"Da Li, hold on! Grandpa, Wan Lin is coming soon, hold the bamboo pole quickly," Xiaoya shouted loudly, the bamboo pole in her hand was inserted under Da Li's armpit, and she lifted Da Li's heavy body up with both hands.
Half of his body lying on the meadow immediately invaded the mud and water.
At this moment, a gust of wind blew from the front, and the three leopards were lit with their eyes. Four claws quickly swept across the water and grass below, and ran over like flying, with a row of black water flowers behind them.
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The three leopards ran to Dali and the others and walked around for a few times. They were so anxious that they grinned and didn't know how to help the others, but they kept turning around quickly in the surrounding water and grass.
Xiaoya and the others were lying in the mud, staring anxiously at the three leopards. They knew that the three leopards were not afraid of the mud in the swamp because of their petite bodies and rapid movements.
But the three petite leopards who are usually omnipotent are simply unable to pull a few people out of the deep quagmire.
At this moment, a thunderous shout suddenly came from the front: "Let go!" A tall black shadow followed with a gust of wind and rushed towards Dali and the others from the puddle in front.
Cheng Ru and his friends suddenly heard the grandfather's roar and quickly let go of the bamboo pole in their hands. They raised their eyes and looked forward. Two figures in front and back a hundred meters away were flying on the water and grass, and they rushed towards them like galloping horses.
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A hundred meters away, the old man rushed to the eyes of several people in an instant. His speed did not slow down. He was rushing down his waist and suddenly bent down. He grabbed one of Dali and Zhang Wa's hands with both hands, and waved his hands upwards.
He pulled Dali and Zhang Wa out of the deep mud, and took the two of them to pass by Cheng Ru and others without stopping, and pointed out to the swamp.
Immediately afterwards, Wan Lin rushed over from behind. His starry eyes flashed and immediately saw that Cheng Ru, who had fallen to his knees, was in danger. He ran as he did to catch Cheng Ru's
He pulled his hand up hard, and rushed to the side of the swamp with his grandfather without stopping.
Xiaoya and Lingling were overjoyed. They rolled in and rolled out of the mud and water to the meadow next to them. They lay on them, wearing thick clothes and turned their heads back. They saw their grandfather holding Dali and Zhang Wa in the air with both hands.
The toes quickly lit the mud and puddles below. The tall body flew across the wet mud and rushed to the foot of the mountain in a blink of an eye. Wan Lin grabbed Cheng Ru with one hand, and followed him with just recovering from his spirit.
The three leopards that were chasing rushed towards the foot of the mountain like several flying arrows.
"My mother!" Xiaoya and Lingling exclaimed almost at the same time. The grandparents and grandchildren grabbed the three strong men with one hand as if nothing was missing, and they rubbed the soft mud like two smog, floating outwards.
This scene made the two of them stunned. They lay on the meadow, opened their mouths and gasped for a long time without moving.
It was not until Grandpa and Wan Lin and the three of them rushed out of the swamp safely that Xiaoya and Lingling turned around and grabbed the bamboo pole in their hands to detect the softness of the surrounding meadows. They slowly got up from the mud and water, and carefully explored the bamboo pole in their hands.
The depth of the mud in front jumped out of the swamp.
Grandpa and Wan Lin stared nervously as Xiaoya and Lingling walked out of the mud safely, and reached out to pull them to the hillside. Xiaoya and Lingling came to the hillside and sat on the grass, with their chests rising and falling violently, and their mouths were gasping for breath.