ebookland Chapter 199 Luck
Chapter 199 Luck
Xiao En hugged her little prince contentedly, as if they hadn't seen each other for hundreds of years.
"Is it that serious?" Hei Ye pushed the cat that was clinging to him.
"Why not? Every minute and every second of separation is torture!" Cat clung to him tightly, "Little Prince, don't you miss me?"
Hei Ye glanced at the cat and said, "I want to..."
When love is deep, it naturally becomes stronger. When feelings are strong, how can you bear to let go?
The atmosphere on this side is very good.
Lei Gengying, who was stopped 800 miles away, was extremely depressed.
"Hey, High Priest, can we talk?" Lei Gengying looked at the child who was guarded by two figures in white through the woman in red.
"That's not good. Children shouldn't talk to strangers." Abai sat on the child seat and ate the milk strawberry pudding that Maoer gave her seriously, adding some small nuts from time to time.
"If we get to know each other better, we won't be strangers anymore." Lei Gengying didn't know when his popularity started to deteriorate.
Well! It was around the time when the world collapsed that the warriors, before they could even fight the villain, were first confronted by invaders from another world. They almost perished together before the world collapsed.
Lei Gengying no longer thought about things that could not be undone. He tried to smile and wanted to build a good relationship with the high priest. After all, he was thinking that after taking back the origin of the world, he might be able to rebuild his own world, so the role of the high priest would be very important.
Ah Bai raised his head and said seriously, "It is immoral to disturb others enjoying their food."
Lei Genying was helpless. He didn't want to do it either! But several people were watching the child very closely, and it was difficult for him to find a gap.
"Well, you eat, you eat." Lei Gengying could only shut up. He felt so depressed that he wanted to squat in the corner and draw circles. If he knew that he was not the most depressed one, then he would probably feel better.
The more depressed person held his waist with his hands, his bright and beautiful eyes were full of anger.
"Third Master! This is the route you took!" Aning glared at Third Master fiercely. She always felt that she was extremely unlucky after traveling the same route with the people from the Wu family. It was the kind of unlucky situation that could not be saved.
Aning tried hard not to think about the annihilation of the Seven-Star Lu Palace, the underwater tomb that she couldn't even touch the edge of, and this time.
This time, half of the team was knocked unconscious by unknown persons, and most of their equipment was robbed. Most of the latest firearms that she had worked so hard to get were robbed.
"Hmph! You don't have to take the road I point out!" The injured Third Master said this without any hesitation. After all, he was the only one among this group of foreigners who knew what was going on.
Aning looked at the injured Third Master with unhappy eyes. She began to consider whether she should go back to pay her respects. It seemed that the Chinese saying here was that she went out without checking the almanac.
"Third Master, if you make another mistake..." Before Ah Ning could finish her words, she was interrupted by Third Master.
"Tomb robbing is inherently dangerous. If you're afraid of death, don't get into this business. Living with your head hanging on your belt is the norm in this business. You have to admit your death," the Third Master smiled and shifted his body. "Now either admit your death or leave me, a burden, behind and have fun on your own. Oh, you can also give me a hand before you go."
Ah Ning looked at Third Master. She knew he was a tough guy and couldn't be controlled, so she had no choice but to swallow her threats. "Third Master, why did you say that? We have a win-win relationship. It's just that the team suffered too many casualties, so I got a little impatient. It's my fault. I was too impatient."
"Young people are a bit enthusiastic, I understand," said the Third Master, his cold expression subdued nonchalantly. He raised his chin, "I'm already in this state. Leader, can you please bring me the first aid kit? We still have a long way to go! Not to mention how far the return trip is, even the destination is still far away!"
The Third Master smiled weakly, "You still need a knowledgeable guide."
"Of course." Aning waved his hand to the team members behind him and made a gesture.
A man quickly ran over with a medicine box and carefully examined the wound of the Third Master.
The Third Master's abdomen was covered in blood, as if a huge hole had been cut by some animal. The good news was that his intestines did not fall out, but the bad news was that the wound was deep and large.
The man looked quite professional and made a diagnosis. "Third Master, your wound needs stitches. Let me find some anesthetic."
"Then just sew it up, but there's no need for anesthesia. Using anesthesia on this kind of place, do you think it will kill you too slowly?" The Third Master nodded casually, as if he was talking about sewing the clothes.
"But it will be very painful without anesthesia. It will take more than just two stitches to sew up your wound!"
The Third Master smiled completely nonchalantly, "If I had reacted a little slower, the traps would have killed everyone. Can you guess how many traps there are in this tomb?"
The man who was doing the stitches immediately stopped trying to persuade him, "Oh, then Third Master, just bear with it!"
The Third Master casually stuffed a piece of rope into the mouth, and then those who had adapted could begin.
The needle passes through the flesh, the thread is pulled tight and knotted, and then the next stitch begins.
The man who was doing the stitches finally gave a thumbs up to the sweaty Third Master.
The Third Master leaned against the stone wall with a weak look, and waited for the stitches to leave before he hid the medicine he had taken out.
Yes, it was that cruel. When people were stitching him up, the Third Master even stole medicine from their medicine box. He took some painkillers orally and hid the injections for future use.
Then the Third Master began to close his eyes and rest. The fact that there was no one around him whom he could trust did not prevent him from taking the time to rest. Of course, this kind of rest was only superficial.