The first thousand four hundred and forty-seven chapters
Dozens of scimitar warriors were already standing on the hills on both wings, holding guns to the black shadows fleeing from afar, providing warning to themselves and others around. |}
In the distance, three people wearing animal leather tops were walking towards the front with guns. Cheng Ru and others then retracted their gaze and looked back. At first glance, they saw the trembling three people. They were with them.
Jin put down his weapon, turned around and rushed towards the position where Dali and his men were.
Wan Lin rushed to Dali's side first, hugged his burly body, and his eyes quickly flew across his body.
Dali tied the gauze he had bandaged him on his broad cheeks. The white gauze had turned completely red, and the gauze on his arms and legs was stained red by the blood seeping out. The fingertips of his two big hands were just right.
Dripping red blood ticked downwards.
The gauze on Lingling and Wen Meng's arms and legs next to them were stained with bright red blood. Their originally pretty faces showed a look of pain, and their hands were tightly clenched together.
Wan Lin's heart was trembling. This was the violent running just now that the wound was torn. The three wounded must be in pain.
He raised his face and looked at Dali, and saw that he was indeed grinning and gasping for air conditioning, but there was obviously a smile on his face.
Wan Lin grabbed his hand and lost a stream of true energy, then raised his eyes to Xiaoya and others around him. At this time, Cheng Ru and Xiaoya and others had already run to Lingling and Wen Meng quickly.
The man held their shaking bodies with one hand, then picked them up and put them on the grass below the hills.
Xiaoya quickly crawled over and looked at Lingling and Wen Meng, and immediately judged that Wen Meng's injury was worse. She immediately knelt beside her on one knee, unbuttoned the bandage on her arm and took out a look.
A needle can quickly penetrated into the muscle next to the injury and injected some anesthetic.
Xiaoya's movements were fast, and she quickly cleaned her wound again, and then took out the suture needle to quickly stitch the broken muscles of the wound together. Wu Xueying knelt on one knee on the grass in front of her as an assistant to Xiaoya, and was so smoked black by the smoke of gunpowder.
A piece of white pretty face was full of nervous expressions.
At this time, the two leopards also jumped off Wan Lin's shoulder and ran to Lingling and Wen Meng intimately. The two girls grinned, sucked the air conditioner, and hugged them tightly with one arm.
Tears were roaming in his eyes.
Everyone knew that at the critical moment, two leopards who were inseparable from life and death saved them, and the scimitar brothers who arrived in time rescued them.
Xiaoya quickly sewed Wen Meng's wound and took out the powder and was about to sprinkle it on. Xiaobai suddenly stretched his little head from the side, stretched out his bright red tongue, and licked the wound on Wen Meng's shoulder.
stand up.
Xiaoya saw this leopard with a virginity, and actually stretched out her head to lick Wen Meng's blood-stained wound. Her face covered with smoke and dust immediately showed a smile, and her two rows of white teeth were shining crystal clear in the sun.
The glossy smiled at Wen Meng in a low voice and said, "Stinky girl, you are so lucky. Xiaobai doesn't heal anyone easily. The last time that Stinky Dali was injured, Xiaobai turned his head and ran away."
She then treated the wound on Wen Meng's leg again, then handed the powder and bandage to Wu Xueying beside her and said, "Spray the powder and bandage it later, I'll go see Lingling." She turned around to deal with Lingling's wound.
Wen Meng looked at Xiaobai and smiled, with crystal tears flashing in her eyes. She raised her other hand and gently stroked Xiaobai's already dirty body.
Xiaoya took the first aid kit and moved to Lingling. Lingling sat on the grass, leaning her upper body against Cheng Ru's arms, grinning and smoking, and scolding the clumsy Cheng Ru from time to time.
Cheng Ru knelt on one knee on the ground, untied Lingling the bandage that had been stained with blood on her arm. The sniper's hands, which were as solid as a rock, were trembling slightly, her face was red with nervousness, and her hands were
His movements seemed extremely panicked, causing Lingling to cry out in pain while frowning and complaining in a low voice.
Xiaohua was standing next to Xiaoya's thigh at this time, with her sharp nails exposed on her right claw. She had cut the blood-stained bandage with her sharp nails, and was licking a wound on Lingling's thigh with her little tongue.
Lingling's two big eyes were watery. She looked at Cheng Ru's busy look and scolded her a few words, and then looked at Xiaohua with a gentle grin, and her pretty face covered in black smoke quickly changed her expression.
Xiaoya smiled when she saw Lingling's anger and joyful look, quickly put the first aid box next to her, pushed Cheng Ru's hand away and said, "Look at your stupidity, you are not as good as our little flower!"
When Xiaohua heard Xiaoya's voice, she immediately raised her head and looked at Xiaoya, then grinned at Cheng Ru, then stretched her head and licked Lingling's wound hard, and her big tail was swaying proudly.
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"That's right, it's so stupid! It hurts so much. This stinky door god can't do anything well!" Lingling said with a frown. Cheng Ru's forehead was already full of sweat on his forehead, and his stable big hands were dealing with it.
When the person you love is wounded, it looks extremely stiff. The more you want to be careful not to care about the person you love, the more uncontrollably the hands are.
At this time, Cheng Ru saw Xiaoya coming, hurriedly withdrew her hand awkwardly and said stammeringly: "Aunt...Auntie, you...you are here! Tight...I'm so nervous, hurry up, you...you...you
...You come!" He quickly rubbed his hands hard on his body and gently hugged Lingling's shoulders.
Xiaoya smiled, but her eyes had already swept across Lingling's body quickly. Seeing that there was no new wound on her body, her heart calmed down. She knew that she was like Wen Meng, but she had only caused wounds with intense exercise.
Tear, no life danger.
She quickly turned her head and looked at Dali, worried that he would be too seriously injured. If Dali was in danger, she would have to deal with Dali's injury first.
At this time, Wan Lin was walking over with Dali in his arms, holding Dali's hand tightly. Xiaoya knew that he was healing Dali's gas supply. She immediately paid attention to the gauze bandaged on Dali's left thigh, and saw that it was just
After being stained with blood and no symptoms of heavy bleeding, I felt at ease and quickly lowered my head to deal with Lingling's injuries.
Wan Lin hugged Dali and walked to Xiaoya, bent down and gently placed Dali on the grass beside Xiaoya. Zhang Wa quickly ran over from the side and squatted down, quickly opened his blood-stained bandage, and then let him
Xiaoya glanced at it, then called Xiaohua and Xiaobai over and licked Dali.
Xiaohua ran over Lingling and jumped up to Dali's shoulder without hesitation. She stretched her head down and licked the wound on his arm. Xiaobai looked at the wound on Dali's right leg that was cut off by shrapnel, and squinted.
With eyes, standing up, raising both front paws, looking at Dali's bloody wound, his hind legs kept moving backwards, and his round little body swung left and right and quietly retreated.