"What is the situation, Yangui?"

Pulling Ding Jing's arm, Mo Shangyun's tone was a bit cold.

Ding Jing froze for a moment, then suddenly reacted, pointing in the direction of collapse, "He's over there!"

That's where the building collapsed!

Ding Jing only feels that Tian Ling is covered with a spirit.

As soon as the words fell, Mo Shangyun had released her and ran directly in the direction she was pointing.

At the same time, Ding Jing and Yu Yitong didn't think about it, and hurriedly ran past behind Mo Shangyun.

A lot of people had gathered here before, idly avoiding the collapsed building of this aftershock, but those who happened to be in the direction of the collapse could not be sure...

Seeing that the three of them ran directly to a place where there was still danger, they were all in amazement. When they were about to call them, they found that they had disappeared into view.

As far as the eye can see, it is desolate.

Mo Shangjun stopped and looked at the ruins and their surroundings. Every time he swept, his heart was cold.

"This way!"

Uncomfortable, I heard Ding Jing shouting.

She stood in front of a stone and waved at Mo Shangjun, revealing her upper body, no panic on her face, so Mo Shangjun's heart was suddenly put back.

At the next moment, I saw Ding Jing bending down and carrying him half-dead on the ground.

Of course, Yangui is still angry.

At the moment when he felt the aftershock, he ran away with his legs, and as a result, he kicked a stone under his foot and tripped, and fell straight forward two meters away. It was so dangerous that the nearest piece fell on his ears and fell down, and the splashed dust covered him, even if it was a little closer, he was now crushed into a mud See the king.

"Cough cough--"

The knocked dizzy Yangui was forcibly lifted, coughed a few times, and slowly regained consciousness.

He is gray-faced and looks the same as he was from the mud. After seeing Ding Jing's face, he blinked for a while, but then after seeing the ink on the ground, he immediately pushed away Ding Jing and happily flew towards the ink on the ground.

"Oh, Momo--"

Yan Gui, who walked around on the edge of death, hugged Mo Shangjun and rubbed the mud on her face on her shoulders before suddenly reacting.

He pounced on Mo Mo for the first time, Mo Mo did not hide!

He hugged Momo for the first time and rubbed the soil on her shoulder!

"Mo Mo?"

Yan Gui shouted at her tremblingly, slowly let go, and took a half step back.

A very guilty look of doing something wrong.

However, Mo Shangyun just looked at him quietly, motionless, and spoke only a few words after half a ring, "It's fine if it's fine."

After looking at the ink in surprise, Yan Gui was relieved subconsciously.

However, as soon as this nerve was relaxed, Yan Gui found that he had painful pain in his knee. He was so painful that he gritted his teeth. He bent down and rolled up his trouser legs. blurry.

When Ding Jing walked over, he was deeply moved by what kind of obsession Yan Gui had for Mo Shangyun, and he could still bear this kind of injury and ran towards Mo Shangyun.

It's almost dead.

...

Yan Gui was gloriously wounded again.

Simply, a false alarm.

Mo Shangyun asked Yu Yitong to carry Yan Gui to treatment, and then consider whether Yan Gui was about to leave. Yan Gui was unhappy, and he walked back three or three times when he walked. gone.

Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing went to check the rest of the situation nearby.

Fortunately, only the injured, knocked, and the most serious is just being crushed in one leg, without hurting his life.

Anyway, you can relax a little.

However, Mo Shangjun's mood lasted only a few seconds, because soon, Mo Shangjun got the latest news--

Hu Li sacrificed.

In the village next door, because of the aftershock just now, he was hit during the disaster relief process and died on the spot.

The news was passed by Hu Li's subordinates to Zhou Weiwei.

It spread quickly.

Mo Shangyun heard the news from the ears of others, froze for a while, then said to Ding Jing, and it was not too late to find Zhou.

I asked some people and found a circle, and finally Mo Shangyun found Zhou Weiyue on a remote hillside.

He faced the neighboring village, which was also the direction Huli left.

The sky was gloomy and gray, and Zhou Weichi stood beside a tree without a helmet, showing an inch of head, a slight hunchback, and no rigorous military style.

He is smoking.

Mo Shangjun did not see the smoke in his hand, but saw the rising white smoke. When the wind blew head on, she smelled the faint smell of tobacco in the air.

The life and death of these few days, Mo Shangyun has long been unable to realize the mood when he first saw death, and his fresh heart will become a little bit numb.

However, what causes such numbness is real death time after time.

She thought that she would become more numb in the future.

Putting her left hand in her trouser pocket, she squeezed the longevity lock tightly, staring at Zhou Weichi's figure for a moment, and then she walked over step by step.

When she walked to Zhou Weichi's side, Zhou Weichi took a sip of cigarettes and glanced at her sideways.

Some surprises and some understanding.

Mo Shangyun is not good at comforting people, especially at such times.

In the end, Zhou Weichi asked: "I heard?"

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun nodded slightly.

"I have been arguing with him for more than ten years," Zhou Weichi's expression was heavy and tired, and his voice was full of sadness. "When the special forces were selected, we thought about sacrifice, how strong and how strong, A good man should be killed in the battle. As a result, after so many years, even his passion has been exhausted, but he was unexpectedly left here."

Speaking of which, Zhou Weichi seemed to rip off his lips, almost mocking and helpless.