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Yun Bixue squatted beside her, vomited for a while, spit out the acid poison in her stomach, wiped her mouth, and ran forward to ask, "How is it, have you found someone?"

"It's raining so hard, it's hard to rescue, there's a car underneath, but the car is broken, no trace can be seen, there should be no one"

Yun Bixue mentioned her throat in her heart, "It's good if there's no one, it's good if there's no one" She repeated incoherently, and if she didn't find anyone, it meant that everything was fine.

Here is a high slope with dense jungle below.

Yun Bixue and Xie Shiyi were about to go down the slope, but they were stopped by rescuers, "You can't go down, it's very dangerous here, and there will be mudslides and landslides at any time." ”

Yun Bixue continued to walk down, and said without looking back: "We are not afraid of danger. ”

"No, you really can't go down."

Yun Bixue turned her head suddenly, her eyes were red and she looked at the person who blocked her, "You can't stop me, I'm going to find my husband, if something happens to him, I won't live alone" The voice was firm as if it were an oath.

Even with the sound of rain, the sound of Yun Bixue was still penetrating, which shocked the rescuers in front, and they couldn't believe that there was such a stupid woman in this world, but they were also envious.

Yun Bixue and Xie Shiyi searched down the slope, Xie Shiyi was the dead soldier of the Xie family, and his reconnaissance ability was also very strong, Yun Bixue had also been trained, coupled with her familiarity with Xie Limo, the two of them were nervous to look for each other.

When she saw the fragments of the car, Xie Shiyi had already determined that it was Xie Shao's car, but she calmed down and felt that Xie Shao would definitely not have an accident, and she always felt that something was wrong, but she still had to continue to look for it.

In the end, the two looked for a few hours, and only then did they see Xie Limo behind an old tree.

Yun Bixue ran over and hugged him, "Li Mo, Li Mo, what's wrong with you, husband, it's me" The long-term mental tension finally relaxed, but it also made her unable to suppress her emotions anymore and kept crying.

She even used her hand to probe Xie Limo's nose and breathing, which was really good.

"Xie Shiyi, help me quickly, send a signal quickly, find someone to save him No, no, no, you can't let others know, it's very dangerous, you quickly call the members of the Xie clan to come and save him, I will guard him, and I will protect him desperately" In a panic, Yun Bixue calmly ordered the arrangement.

She hugged Xie Limo tightly with her hands, her whole body was shaking, excited and scared, she knew that no matter how strong she was, she was also an ordinary woman, she still had weaknesses and vulnerabilities, she obviously didn't want to cry, but she couldn't help it.

Xie Shiyi also breathed a sigh of relief and began to do what the young lady had arranged.

But at this moment, a bewitching voice came, "Hello, Yun Bixue, what a coincidence, we met again"

Yun Bixue turned her head suddenly, and when she saw Wang Qianjin's figure, her whole body was on guard, and her eyes were even more murderous, "Wang Qianjin, what are you doing here?"

"Yun Bixue, don't be so rejected every time you see it, don't forget, once you took the initiative to get into my car"

"Wang Qianjin, don't get close, if you get closer, I'll kill you" She wants to protect Xie Limo, Wang Qianjin won't come here for no reason, she guessed that his target should be Li Mo.

But as long as she is there, even if she is desperate, she can't let Li Mo be in danger.

Wang Qianjin looked at Xie Limo who was being held by Yun Bixue, the light in her eyes flashed, it was really a good opportunity, she stepped through the iron shoes and found nowhere to go, "Yun Bixue, you know, your martial arts are not as good as mine, and you can't beat me." 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or the publishing house.