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Hello Mr. King - Chapter 1245

Published at 27th of January 2022 12:11:24 PM


Chapter 1245

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"Ah Mian Wuwu... Where are you? I need you..." Yun thought and sobbed.

"Think about it?" A low, flickering voice came down from above.

Yun was stunned. Her face was covered with tears and blood. She was afraid that it was her own illusion.

"Think about it, hold on." The voice was deliberately lowered. Yun thought about it and whispered tentatively, "a crown?"

"It's me. I'll save you right away. You have to hold on." Although song Mian detected vital signs and guessed that nine times out of ten it was Yun, he really got her response and was completely relieved.

Fortunately, they were not buried very deep, and here may be because there are deeply rooted rocks below. They are very stable and can communicate with each other a little.

Song Mian and Han Zhaolin acted quickly. Song Mian guided Han Zhaolin and started quickly and decisively.

Soon Tang Zhiyu's bloody back appeared in their eyes. Because of the cold weather, it froze the wound and did not cause a lot of blood loss, but Tang Zhiyu's vital signs were very weak.

Song Mian made a gesture to Han Zhaolin and asked Han Zhaolin to dig snow from the other side. He took out several silver needles and quickly plunged them into Tang Zhiyu's back, back of his head and back of his hand.

Then Tang Zhiyu was carefully pulled up.

Feeling that the power above was reduced, Yun thought he had seen song Mian's feet: "a Mian, he was shot four times."

One shot in the back and one in the chest were not fatal, but these two shots were blocked for her, and the other two were in the knee. Lu Xihua deliberately tortured him to vent his anger.

"Don't move!" Song Mian's low voice was cold.

As soon as everyone's body was stiff, they felt that the snow began to slide as Tang Zhiyu was pulled away.

Han Zhaolin's face changed: "they are both resistance. If you pull them apart, Xuefeng will fall again."

Obviously, song Mian also found this. It's like a balance of building blocks. Yunxiang and Tang Zhiyu have become part of it. Once they are pulled apart, the snow mountain will collapse again.

Song Mian looked at the surrounding environment. He squatted down slowly. Han Zhaolin grabbed his arm and said, "what are you going to do?"

"Tang Zhiyu will give it to you in a moment. He will be sent to the nearest song's medical institution at the first time. He tells the doctor that the silver needle on his body must be pulled out when we come back in five hours. After pulling it out, we don't operate on him. We just need to ensure that his signs of life, even if it is weak, don't move. Everything will wait until I come back."

"Song Mian..."

"After listening to me, you took him on the plane, immediately called ah Jun, sent him the situation here and asked him to plan a path for me. This is the only hope that we can all live." Song Mian continued to squat down and Tang Zhiyu dragged him up a little.

Han Zhaolin shook his fist. He extended his hand to take over Tang Zhiyu.

Song Mian gave Han Zhaolin a look. The tacit understanding between the brothers made Han Zhaolin almost lift Tang Zhiyu. At the same time, song Mian rushed forward to replace Tang Zhiyu and covered Yunxiang.

A lot of snow rolled down and piled up on the side of Yunxiang and song Mian. They almost covered them again. They dared not breathe and waited for everything to subside. In fact, they were also beating drums in their hearts, afraid that they would not stop. The estimation was wrong, the snow mountain collapsed again, and the four of them were washed down together.

Fortunately, God was not so cruel. After three long minutes, Yunxiang and song Mian were covered by snow again. Xuefeng finally stopped sliding and dared not move. Han Zhaolin, holding Tang Zhiyu, took a long breath. He looked at the pile of snow piled up in front of him. After all, he raised his hand and waved the cloth strip in his hand, The helicopter that had been following them in the sky also obtained some data, approached them as close as possible and threw out the rescue ladder.

At the moment of grasping the rescue ladder, Han Zhaolin couldn't help looking back. He wrapped his arms around Tang Zhiyu and left this dangerous place with the helicopter.

White snow capped mountains, the sky is gray, pale to make the heart cool.

As soon as he got on the plane, Han Zhaolin immediately contacted Qi Jun. Qi Jun, a savage, has never experienced any big scenes in the field?

No one has more experience than him, and he has explored here. At that time, he encountered heavy wind and snow and was unable to move forward. Fortunately, otherwise Qi Jun might never come back.

"Don't be afraid." Song Mian turned on the mobile phone lighting and gently rubbed Yun's face with his fingertips.

"As long as you're there, I'm not afraid." Without this moment, let cloud think and feel at ease.

Song Mian's straight back seemed to hold up the falling sky for her. Even if it was such a small world, she felt warm and fearless inexplicably.

In the narrow space, the cloud thought about lying on her side with her head. Song Mian was on her back. Her head protruded from her shoulder and faced her. The weak light lit up her face. Her psychedelic brown eyes twinkled, as if his presence lit up her whole world.

He moved slightly, kissed her on the forehead, grasped her soft catkin, and slowly clasped his fingers with her: "think about it, I don't know if we can survive this disaster, but we don't separate at any time. Even if we die, we have to be together, okay?"

At this time, don't say those empty, the psychological preparation that should be done must be done well.

"Yes." Yun thought about it and nodded with a smile. He was hooked by his frozen fingers, as if to get close to this temperature. "As long as I can be with you, I'm not afraid to go anywhere."

Although she was also reluctant to give up 66, she knew that 66 would be very sad without her parents, but she believed that song Chi, who could cultivate such an excellent song Mian, would bring up 66 as well as song Mian.

"Thank you, my wife." Song Mian's lips stretch slowly.

His eyes were deep, and the purple black eyes were filled with light. She wanted to snuggle into her arms, but when she moved, she felt the snow around her began to loosen, and she immediately froze.

I can only hold him more tightly with my hand: "a Mian, I have never regretted marrying you. Even now, I am still honored to marry you, and you have never been sorry for me."

We are husband and wife. Husband and wife should share weal and woe and bear everything for each other.

Marrying you is not for the comfort and enjoyment brought to me by touri, but because of your purest care and love for me.

There will never be a man in the world who can tolerate me like you and let me do anything without worries.

As for these dangers, it is just that if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.




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