Chapter 1003: Mo brother, we must be together (5)

She looked up and was wet with sweat, but her face was pale.
She smiled at Mobson: "We are close..."
Mobson's cheeks dripped sweat.
With the blood of sweat, let him look like a whole person, very sexy.
"Come on, Ling..."
"..." Huang Ling smiled and continued to climb forward.
Finally, she climbed the glass broken road!
"Mu brother!" Come, Huang Ling can't take pain, speed up, climb to Mobson's feet.
"Huang Ling!" Moboson looked down and looked at her excitedly. In his eyes, it was more distressed.
Huang Ling hugged his legs with both hands and slowly climbed up with a force.
"I have succeeded... We have succeeded..." Huang Ling said excitedly, her voice trembled.
Just got up, double ~~~ legs are soft and fall.
Her hands clasped Mobson's waist.
Mobson's waist was cut by two knives and had a knife wound.
Was caught by Huang Ling, and he got a cold breath, and he couldn’t help but shudder.
Huang Ling’s palm was stabbed by pieces of glass, and some of the pieces were still stuck in the meat, not coming out.
It hurts her joints are not flexible, tightly grasping the hand on Mobson's waist, did not feel Moroper's trepidation.
She struggled and tried her best to get up.
The pain in the sole of the foot made her stand unstable. Her whole soft, body fell on Mobson's body.
"I help you solve the rope...!" Huang Ling slowly moved to Mopson's back and stretched her hand to the back.
Mobson looked down and looked at Huang Ling in a complicated and distressed way.
The clothes on her body are all blood...
"Is it untied?" He lowered his head and his mouth was close to Huang Ling's ear. The gentle voice was very low and very nice.
"No...no..." If there is a knife, it will be fine. Huang Ling is very anxious.
Huang Ling thought that there was a bodyguard who had come over and had a small saber in his hand.
He waved a few times at the rope and the rope broke.
Mobson lost too much blood and his legs were not as powerful as usual.
The rope was broken, and Huang Ling was kneeling on him. He sat down the tree and sat down.
Huang Ling followed his body and fell.
Without the bundle of ropes in his hands, Mopson did not care about the pain, and hugged Huang Ling tightly in his arms.
"Huang Ling! Huang Ling! My Huang Ling!" He was very excited and his voice was shaking.
He kept using his face, rubbing Huang Ling's face, his voice choked. "Stupid girl, why do you want to suffer such pain? Why do you torture yourself?"
Huang Ling is in his possession. She is not a soldier. She is not capable of being able to withstand Mobson.
When the man was rescued and the spirit was a little relaxed, she felt that she was suffering all over her body and she was so painless.
Like a person chased by a dog, when he escapes, he does not know where the strength comes from, run hard, run hard.
In the process of running, there is no need to say how excited the will is. When you escape to a safe place, the whole person is like a virtual one, and the whole body is exhausted.
Huang Ling is now feeling like this.
She was softly squatting by Mobson.
Smell the blood on her body~ 腥~味, Mobson's distressed eyes are hot.
"It's okay, nothing happened..." Huang Ling smiled and tears fell. "Mu brother, we are fine... we are fine..."
Tears wet her eyes, making her vision blurred, she looked up and touched Mobson’s face. "Mu brother, do you hurt?"
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