Chapter 1202 Her Hand and His Life 3

Just like back then, Lu Bai died once, but miraculously, he came back.

Her knife was so deep and so cruel, but he didn't even die.

He had a hard life and would not die in such an unknown way.

At night, Lu Xiaojiu found a palm print on a rock. The palm print was still fresh. Lu Xiaojiu's eyes lit up, but the vast desert was surrounded by yellow sand in four directions. Which direction should she go?

She recalled the conversation she had with Lu Bai in the jungle. She took a compass and walked south. Lu Bai was lost and was used to walking south. Anyone who knew him well and trusted each other would know that.

Mu Liang, Chu Lin and others will definitely go south to search and rescue.

The only thing I pray for is that Lu Bai, who was seriously injured, still knows the direction.

Lu Xiaojiu could only take a gamble.

The blood stain was fresh, but she walked south for a whole night without finding Lu Bai. Lu Xiaojiu realized that she had gone in the wrong direction. Lu Bai was seriously injured and confused, so how could he tell the direction.

He must have taken the wrong direction.

Soon, it was noon again, and it had been three days.

Lu Xiaojiu was extremely frustrated.

Xiao Qiao said, "Xiao Jiu, it's time for you to come back. He was shot and stayed in the desert for three days. He should be dead."

Lu Xiaojiu closed his eyes and said, "I will go back before dark."

She looked at the yellow and felt miserable in her heart.

Lu Bai, your life is mine, you cannot die before I claim it!

She gritted her teeth and continued searching. Just when she was about to despair, she saw a small mound in front of her. She originally thought it was just a small mound, but then she accidentally discovered a piece of white clothes.

Lu Xiaojiu ran over like crazy. Sure enough, it was Lu Bai. He had been unconscious for a long time. He had been hidden by the yellow sand. His face was as white as a ghost and he was in a miserable state. The wound on his abdomen was rotting and exuding a putrid smell. She almost Thinking that this was a corpse, Lu Xiaojiu dragged him out of the yellow sand and put him on a rock. Lu Bai suddenly coughed and did not open his eyes.

Lu Xiaojiu breathed a sigh of relief, and she sent the coordinates to Xiao Qiao.

"Xiao Qiao, send these coordinates to the people in Fenghuo."

"Did you find him?"

"Well, I found it."

He needed a doctor, immediate attention. Lu Bai looked like he had lost too much blood, and Xiaojiu frowned deeply.

"Bourne's people have left. Fenghuo has more than a dozen aircraft searching and rescuing them." Xiao Qiao said, "You get out of there first."

Lu Xiaojiu helped him lean against the rock, a relatively conspicuous place. He was unconscious and very thin, his lips were chapped and peeled, and he felt a faint sadness and a joy of revenge in his heart.

"You can't die before I kill you!" Lu Xiaojiu said every word, "Your life is mine."

No one can take it away!

Before Fenghuo's plane arrived, Xiao Qiao came to pick up Lu Xiaojiu for evacuation. He was shocked when he saw her arm. Xiaojiu's right hand swelled into a huge bun, and veins were popping on the back of her hand. It felt like she could see black and red blood in the veins.

"Your hand..." Lu Xiaojiu looked at the rocks getting further and further away. Lu Bai's body became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared, "It's not a problem."

"Fuck your grandma, it doesn't matter. You are a sniper. You say it doesn't matter?" Xiao Qiao originally flew back to the base, but changed direction and went to the best hospital in Dubai.

Sara knew about Lu Xiaojiu’s injury, and there was no investigation into her missing for three days.