Chapter 1245

When he opened his eyes again, Mu Yichen felt that his dizziness had faded. He thought that his physical strength had reached its limit.

The anxiety grew in my heart.

There is a deep sense of powerlessness.

If he were Superman, how nice he would be.

But he is not.

At the moment, he is extremely frustrated with his inability to protect his younger brother. He is angry with himself and can't help shaking his fist. When he hits the ground, his fist bone comes out with bloody ideas.

"What are you doing!" Lisa held his fist tightly.

This fool, can't he succeed? He doesn't think he's hurt badly enough?

Mu Yichen put out his hand to wipe off the cold sweat on his face. He stood up with strong support. His body was in a flash. It was black again in front of him. He leaned forward heavily!

Lisa came forward at once and supported all his center of gravity.

As soon as I touched his skin, I noticed a refreshing chill on him.

The temperature of his skin was so cold that he could drill through her clothes and freeze her blood!

His clothes were all wet. Some of them were blood. Some of them were wet by dew when they were shuttling through the jungle.

Along the way, he is trying to be brave, holding back his tiredness and walking so far. At this moment, he has no spare power.

In such a physical condition, he had insisted on carrying the blessing on his back.

Willpower is not tenacity in general.

Lisa recited him.

Mu Yichen is half a head higher than you you, so the weight is more than you you.

Lisa only has a little physical strength. If she is in her normal state, Mu Yichen is not much. But now, she is almost crushed.

Moyichen's head was feebly resting on her shoulder, and her breath was spewing in her ear. She could still feel his strong and rapid heart beat every time she expected.

"Bang bang" - "

it's burning hot.

She then so powerfully holds him, embarks on the road again.

On the mountain road, the wind is strong.

She was wet and sweaty, and was suddenly wet and cold when the wind blew.

When Mu Yichen opened his eyes, he felt that he was carried on his back. His eyes fell down, but he saw Lisa's firm side face.

The cold wind came and swept her hair. The messy hair was interwoven with her thick and long eyelashes.

Close observation of her side face, but found that this girl, with a stunning face.

She has a special temperament.

Obviously, it seems so cold and arrogant, as if there is no smoke and fire on her body. The blood flowing in her body has already condensed into snow, and the bone carvings have been cast into ice. However, it is heartbreaking.

Clearly she looks very close to the appearance, alienation and indifference, refused to people thousands of miles away.

But I can't help but to have some intimacy.

Through the night's trek, Lisa began to feel the weight of her head.

She is not really a war machine. She has flesh and blood, living people and limits.

Therefore, the pace can not help but slow down.

Mu Yichen's Qi is like a silk tunnel: "let it go Put me down, I can walk myself... "

"Shut up!"

Lisa managed to escape a few words: "be quiet!"

She's upset enough.

Her legs were as heavy as lead, and it was very difficult for her to lift a step.

The head also felt dizzy, chaotic, the scene in front of me, I didn't feel that it began to fly.