Zhou Jianming kept running, running for dozens of minutes, it was already dark, but he could still hear the eagle roaring across the woods above, and the night eroded everything around him. There was a light source rod on his belt, and the light source emitted could only shine a few meters around him. He could barely see the road in front of his feet, and he couldn't even see the surroundings. This time he was no longer afraid, and he kept running with Zhang Ming, who had fallen into a coma.

The eagles in the sky were also chasing them, and he vaguely felt that the eagle had poor vision at night.

Although it has poor eyesight at night, it is also a mortal, so how could it be that it can run over the flying eagle? He is so big that he is so tired even if he runs against the wind talisman for dozens of minutes.

But he had no choice, he could not leave Zhang Ming alone.

Whether the two of them can survive depends on whether he can escape the eagles in the sky.

It was already dark, and Zhou Jianming kept running with a light source stick around his waist. He didn't know how far he would run. He would never be able to get rid of the demon eagle above, and he didn't know when he would die under the eagle's hands.

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Not long after, the eagle flying in the sky spread its wings like a huge black shadow. It felt like it had the chance to catch these two living creatures jumping up and down.

They shouldn't last long or run far. It's impossible for them to beat the eagle that flapped their wings for miles away.

A wind suddenly began to rise among the clouds in the sky, and the dark clouds began to move faster.

A muffled thunder sounded.

It looked away and there was lightning bolt in the clouds.

The eagle, who was not very intelligent, began to feel bad. It flew ahead of them quickly and found a place with sparse branches in the woods waiting for them to arrive.

As soon as Zhou Jianming arrived, it immediately rushed down from the sky, like a huge black shadow flashing down.

Zhou Jianming's practices during this period have not been in vain. He felt bad and subconsciously reacted to the moment before it landed.

The effect of the wind talisman made him and Zhang Ming be abandoned and fell into the dense jungle ditch, which were full of many branches and spikes. He also had many small wounds when he rolled down.

Zhou Jianming quickly stood up to find Zhang Ming. The eagle looked at the dense branches below. It couldn't see the two humans below.

As soon as he tilted his head, his eyes moved. After thinking about it, the eagle flapped its wings and flapped wildly... The strong wind blew away the tiny branches, and it squeezed in. Every time it entered, it flapped its wings and used its talented skills.

Zhou Jianming was not too scared when he saw its huge black shadow squeeze in. He just picked up the light source rod to find Zhang Ming, and pulled Zhang Ming away from the fine branches and leaves to stay away from the eagle demon.

The muffled thunder sounded in the sky, dark clouds were covered with lightning and thunder. Suddenly, it began to rain in the sky, and raindrops as big as beans fell on their faces. The eagle looked at Zhou Jianming who was away from it in the dense forest. After thinking about it, he immediately flew up and penetrated the branches of the forest.

It circled around the sky and left, and the rain poured down and the sky became darker.

The light source rod on Zhou Jianming's waist could only vaguely shone at his feet, and he and Zhang Ming were both wet.

He was probably twenty or thirty miles away from the village, and Zhang Ming's blood flowed to his muddy and slippery feet with the rain.

Zhou Jianming did not dare to stop and continue his journey without stopping.

Until midnight, his body and mind were exhausted, but the heavy rain did not stop. He staggered and the effect of the wind talisman was no longer left. He fell several times in the rain with Zhang Ming on his back, and he kept carrying it and falling down.

Zhang Ming was seriously injured. He was very worried and kept muttering about the past, wanting Zhang Ming to listen.

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In the early morning of the night, the heavy rain had already stopped, and only the muddy ground showed that it had rained heavily before. The dark night in the forest was very quiet, and there were no beasts coming out to move on the night after the rain. Zhou Jianming didn't know how long he had been away, nor did he know when it was.

He had changed another light source rod, his body was covered in clay, and it was difficult for every step to take.

It was quiet around him, he was tired and staggering, and he was their last hope, so he could only go on.

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After a long time, Zhou Jianming was almost unable to carry Zhang Ming. Every time he walked, he had to put it down and rest for a while. Zhang Ming's breathing and pulse became weaker and weaker. Zhou Jianming slapped him, shook Zhang Ming and held back tears and said, "Hey, can you hear it!? Sober up, hey!"

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He quickly stood up and continued walking with Zhang Ming on his back, trying his best to reach the village faster.

At some point, Zhou Jianming heard a barking dog. He swayed with Zhang Ming on his back, and it was difficult to turn around.

The dog barking became louder and closer. After a while, he heard the footsteps of people and saw the light of torches.

Finally, the two dogs and a few young and strong patrolers arrived. They pulled the dog that was barking and saw Zhou Jianming carrying Zhang Ming, covered in stains and a mess.

When Zhou Jianming saw them, his legs became weak and he knelt down, while Zhang Ming was still pressing on his back. He said in a choked voice: "Please save us, save him! I beg you to save him!"

Several yellow dogs kept barking around them.

They approached and observed. After a young man with a high level of qualifications signaled, the last person went to help him up, and the other took Zhang Ming.

He collapsed to the ground.

"Hurry, go to the village!"

"Take it away, hurry up and call someone!"

Several young men quickly carried them and rushed to the village quickly.

After they returned to the village, a majestic bearded uncle saw Zhang Ming's situation and quickly said to several young men under him: "Go and invite Mr. Xunshan!"

In the early morning, the genius was bright, and the sun had just leaked a little light and they rushed to Doctor Maxunshan's house with Zhang Ming on his back and slapped the wooden door, banging.

"Who?"

Mason Mountain stood up in plain clothes. He was 72 years old and had been practicing medicine in the village for fifty-eight years. Since he was fourteen years old, he has been treating people alone. He has been treating countless people for decades. He is the highest-qualified doctor in the entire Mashi Village and the best-reputable doctor.

To this day, except for the very important problems, basically all diseases are treated by his disciples.

As soon as he got up and opened the door, he saw several young men in the village standing anxiously in front of the door with two teenagers on their backs.

There was a young man covered in blood, mud and blood scab mixed together, and his wound was soaked in water. His muscles and blood were turned straight into the huge wound. His injuries were extremely serious and he could die at any time...

The young man behind looked much better, but his whole body was also dirty.

"Shan Bo, he is too serious and may die at any time!"

A young man said anxiously.

Mason Mountain made way out of the way: "Come in with them quickly!"

Zhang Ming was carried into the house and placed on the clinic.

Zhou Jianming was placed on another bed.

Mr. Xunshan quickly checked their injuries and said to Dongliang, a young man in the village, "Go and call you Brother Youqing here."

"OK."

After saying that, he picked up the warm water he had just asked them to burn and wiped Zhang Ming the dirt on the wound and took his pulse.

He asked the young man who had just now to call his disciples to come and give another young man named Zhen, who was relatively in a relatively light situation, and the one he was treating now...

A young man, covered in scars, can see his bones...

I was injured so seriously, but I was not from my own village. I don’t know how long it took to rain outside to get here. The blood was almost dry. It was already the fate of heaven to survive.

"Shan Bo, Uncle Yan Dong asked us to come. He was met while we were patrolling outside. It was the young man carrying this seriously injured young man around our village, and then he fainted when he carried him." A young man said, "Do you think this?"

"I know."

Shan Bo stared at Zhang Ming and pondered, and he nodded slowly.

"Whether this kid can survive depends on his fate."

After saying that, he got up and went to find the tools and trauma medicine in his medicine cabinet. Several young men saw him get up and walked away and quickly said, "Brother Shan, you are unable to move. Tell us what you want. Let us get some for you."

Shanbo said slowly: "You can help me go to the medicine cabinet to get more medicine cloths, and I will get the medicine myself."

"OK!"

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"master!"

A middle-aged man in old clothes arrived.

The Shanbo didn't say back, "Youqing, hurry up and treat the young man lying on the clinic. After finishing it, come over and help me."

Several young people from the village boiled water, handing towels and mopping the medicine floor.

He stretched out his head and looked at Zhang Ming, who was in the doctor, and his pupils shrank.

What exactly did this kid encounter?

Can this... be saved?

"What are you looking at? Come and help me!"

His master scolded.

“Yes, yes, yes…”

He also knew the situation was urgent.

A few days ago in my hometown, there was no signal, all kinds of things, and I couldn't update them, although no one reads them
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