Chapter 472 He Will Never Die

When the group of guards rushed over, Yun Ci hid in the dark and shot them all down one by one.

Done!

Yun Ci got out of the bushes, stepped over the corpses of the guards, and limped forward.

Just as he was about to approach the entrance, another large wave of guards suddenly rushed out from both sides, aiming their guns at Yun Ci in unison.

There is an ambush!

She was too hasty.

The group of guards fired without saying a word.

Yun Ci lay down directly on the ground, and then rolled towards the bushes next to her. No matter how quick her reflexes were, no matter how fast she was, she was still shot in the arm by a bullet in the hail of bullets.

Yun Ci got into the bushes and quickly shuttled through them, followed by a group of guards, who kept shooting into the bushes.

In the end, Yun Ci jumped down a small hill, avoiding the pursuit of the group of guards.

She leaned against the tree trunk, her face was pale, and she was panting with difficulty. She tightly covered the gunshot wound on her arm with one hand.

A group of guards were looking for her, and there was still a group of guards guarding the mountain pass. She was injured and couldn't even hold a gun steadily. She had to leave here as soon as possible.

Yun Ci tore off her clothes, first wrapped the muzzle of the gun to stop the bleeding, and when she rolled on the ground just now, it seemed that she had torn the wound on her knee again. Enduring the severe pain, she staggered back.

Gunshot wounds must never be found.

So, when she returned to the room in the Nineteenth Villa, Yun Ci sterilized the knife with fire. Without anesthesia, she could only endure the pain forcefully, cut open the flesh with the sharp blade, and tremblingly went to get the tweezers. Unable to hold it steady, I took out the bullet inside with tweezers, then sewed it up with one hand, and then wrapped the gauze with medicine.

After dealing with all this, Yunci was already covered in cold sweat, the color faded from his small face, his lips were bitten by his teeth, and he was so weak that he seemed to faint at any moment.

Yun Ci completely lost his strength, threw the tools aside, slumped on the bed, and slowly closed his eyes, but Dongtang Chiyou's crying little face appeared in his mind.

According to the future development, she can be sure that Dongtang Chiyou will not die.

Thinking of this, Yun Ci suddenly opened his eyes again.

She tore off her collar and wiped the raised mark on her chest with her fingertips.

The same life and death Gu is still there, their hearts are connected together and beat at the same time.

Therefore, he will definitely not die!

Yunci pressed his hand tightly to the heart, feeling the heart beating powerfully on the palm, as if he could feel Dongtang's slow breath.

Yes, he will not die.

But at this moment, how scared and lonely should he be? Facing those monsters, he will definitely be hurt badly and in pain. How should he spend these days and nights, and how can he persevere?

Is it like being in a prison, curled up somewhere, crying her name over and over again, begging for her to appear.

She said that she would always protect him, but she failed to do so.

Yun Ci gritted her teeth, her body trembled, and she still couldn't help but let out a low cry. She covered her eyes with her hands, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, one after another, and soon soaked the quilt.

Outside the window, there was a dead silence, and the wind carried the roar of the Madman Mountain, blowing to Yunci's ears.

A sleepless night.

The next morning, Yun Ci looked at himself in the mirror, his complexion was pale, there was a slender wound on his cheek, his eyes were red and swollen, and when he touched his forehead, his body temperature was very hot.

In just one day, she was injured in many places and was not treated well, which directly caused a high fever.