There is a flower of interpretation in the world

"Get out of the way, I'll do it." Poker Ping walked to the unconscious Xie Yuchen and squatted down, and his two extremely long fingers pressed several places on his body, "Three sternums were broken, and the left shoulder bone was shattered. The internal organs can't be seen, but the lungs should also be injured."

"Ah?" Wu Xie's face was very ugly. This kind of injury has reached the point where his life is in danger if he doesn't go to the hospital immediately, but the location of the tomb is unpredictable, and they can't find a way out now.

Pokerfing didn't answer, he pinched Xie Yuchen's neck with one hand, propped him up on Xie Yuchen's spine with the other, and lifted him up. Xie Yuchen also woke up after being tortured like this, but he didn't have the strength to support himself at all, so he could only use his strength to support him. On Wu Xie.

It was rare for the fat man to make jokes. He rummaged through his backpack, took out a piece of clothing, and carefully wrapped Xie Yuchen's chest to prevent the bones from being dislocated again.

"Comrade Tianzhen, can you do it?" The fat man glanced at Wu Xie, who was struggling to drag Xie Yuchen, "Fatty Master, let me do it."

Poker-Face shook his head and said, "Let Wu Xie come."

With Fatty's indifferent strength, it would be a disaster for him to come.

His lungs itched for a while, and Xie Yuchen coughed twice, feeling a throbbing pain in his chest.

"They, cough cough, are below." Xie Yuchen panted with difficulty, accompanied by a few coughs from time to time, he turned his head to talk to Wu Xie, "Wu Xie, are you tired?"

"It's okay." Wu Xie's face was still very ugly.

"It's okay, Wu Xie." Xie Yuchen comforted with a low smile, "I won't die."

"But……"

"Don't worry." Xie Yuchen smiled, and patted Wu Xie's shoulder lightly, "I'm the head of the Xie family, and it's not so easy to die."

Wu Xie didn't answer, but nodded heavily.

"The surname is Zhang." Xie Yuchen turned his head and looked at Poker Face, "I owe you once."

"En." Poker Ping didn't say much, but just responded lightly, "What's down here?"

The explosion plunged the searchlights that had just been turned on into darkness again. Poker Fase did not have the night vision ability of Heixiazi, who was different from ordinary people. Hearing the gunshots below, he could only ask Xie Yuchen.

"Mulong."

"Dragon?" Fatty was the first one to speak out, and he looked over in surprise, "I haven't seen a dragon yet, Little Ninth Master, are you sure?"

"It's not a dragon," Fatty's face turned gray, and before he could express his disdain, Xie Yuchen continued, "It's Jiao."

Everyone was quiet for a while, and there were two gasps in unison in the narrow tomb passage.

"I don't know what that animal's skin is made of. It's invulnerable, so we had to blow it up with a detonator. Someone fired first, and I didn't have time to escape, so it became like this." Xie Yuchen showed a casual smile, and changed Supporting himself with one arm, "He is a traitor to the Xie family."

There was no trace of sadness on his expression, presumably this kind of thing happened a lot.

"Little flower..."

"Why, worry about me?" Xie Yuchen smiled, "It's okay, I'm used to it."

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, and didn't know what to say for a while, but felt very uncomfortable.

Xiaohua is right, he is also the third generation of the old nine, he is protected too well.

He lowered his head, feeling a little stuffy in his chest, silently closed his mouth, and calmed down. Xie Yuchen was taken aback, and teased, "Wu Xie, wouldn't this hurt your self-confidence, huh? Third Master Wu?"

I don't know how many people have called this title, and even now it is still called, but as soon as it came out of Xie Yuchen's mouth, Wu Xie felt an indescribable sense of embarrassment, and he said loudly: "Don't call it that."

But I have to say, when Xiao Hua interrupted him, the sad thoughts that he had finally come up with were stillborn.

Xiao Hua doesn't need the sympathy of others.

Wu Xie thought silently in her heart, so the tense mood gradually dissipated.

He is Xieyuhua.

After reading this sentence silently, Wu Xie smiled softly.

"Tsk, why are you smirking alone?" Xie Yuchen chuckled, looked away, and looked at Zhang Qiling who had been silent all the time, "Hey, Zhang, come down?"

"Ah."

"Hurry up," Xie Yuchen turned his face to avoid Pokerfing's thoughtful eyes, "I'm still waiting to have a good talk about life with that bastard who shot."

His ending sound rose slightly, so soft and frightening.

The fat man on the side laughed: "Yo, little Jiuye, are you ready to go to the top ten tortures in the Qing Dynasty?"

"No, I just plan to give him a good experience." Xie Yuchen smiled softly, his eyebrows were a little too beautiful, and he looked a little bit evil, "I promise I will never forget it."

The fat man thought he was always the most sensible, so he shut up.

Whoever provokes Xiao Jiuye will bear the responsibility, don't harm others, oh my god, this smile made Fat Master pimples all over my body.

The fat man shook a few times, rubbed his arms, and took a few steps to the side, a little further away from Xie Yuchen.

"Let's go down, hahaha." Wu Xie said with a dry smile.

"Yeah." Only Poker Ping was still concise and unshakable.

When we got to the edge of the stone platform, how to get down became a big problem. The others didn't care, but Xie Yuchen's body couldn't bear such a toss. Poker bottle slowly walked to the edge of the stone platform, and shouted lightly:

"blind."

"Here," the rare and serious voice of the blind man below quickly sounded, "Mute Zhang, is Master Hua with you?"

"Ah."

"Is it seriously injured?" Hei Xiazi raised his hand and fired a gun, hitting the snake's belly steadily.

"Ah."

"Don't get down now, this bastard has a tendency to come back to life, and is going crazy." The black blind man let out a sigh of relief, and quietly let go of his clenched fist, "Why don't you come down alone and help?"

"Ah."