Lanxiang Xiuxian Technical College

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Su Jiuxi: "..."

Su Jiuxi only felt that his hands and feet were cold just now, but now he rushed up with anger, kicked Chen Mo in the stomach, and said, "Go to hell!"

Beitang No. [-] hugged Bu Fan and fell to the ground. Bu Fan felt an impact, but was blocked by his generous chest. "Boom!" In seconds, he woke up suddenly.

Beitang Fifth's reaction was also quick, he hugged him quickly and said, "Are you hurt?"

Bu Fan quickly shook his head and said, "What about you?"

Beitang Fifth said: "It's all right."

As he was speaking, Bu Fan heard footsteps, and a group of people rushed out from the side. It turned out to be Qi Xuye, Teacher Xia Xiao and the others. The last one who ran out was Lao Cui, who was still carrying his rusty shovel .

The sky was cool and gray, and it was still on the mountain. It was foggy and it looked like it was going to snow. Bu Fan shivered. pain.

Bu Fan let out a "hiss...", Beitang Fifth suddenly supported his chin, and asked Bu Fan to raise his head. When Bu Fan raised his head, everyone could see clearly that Bu Fan's face was covered with red rashes, and There were several blood spots, some were scratched, and some were scratched. There was also a red rash on the back of the hand, which was slightly swollen.

Although Su Jiuxi was with Bu Fan all the time, the light inside the cave was too dark to see clearly, and it was a bit frightening to see through the sunlight.

Everyone took a breath of air with a "heh--" and stared at Bu Fan's face.

Bu Fan felt some pain and wanted to scratch his face, but Beitang Wuwu stopped his hand and said, "Don't move, it's already broken."

Bu Fan turned his head slightly, avoiding Beitang Fifth's hand, and said, "Will it be contagious? You'd better not touch me yet."

Beitang Fifth's complexion was even more ugly, he was so cold that ice scum fell off, his voice was low and hoarse, he narrowed his eyes, his dark eyes were full of murderous intent, and said: "Those bastards..."