Chapter 474: Look at luck

It was only when Meng Li's whole body fell to the ground, and a cloud of dust rose up on the ground.
An Rushuang was taken aback and hurried over, shaking Meng Li's body, and shouting his name: "Meng Li, what's wrong with you Meng Li?!"
But Meng Li closed his eyes, but he looked like a dead person, his body also stiff.
For a moment, someone who was as calm as An Rushuang was panicked, and the tears in his eyes would fall.
Seeing her like this, Du Yong said quickly: "I will carry him on my back first, let's go back and talk later."
There are always some inconveniences in such a place, not only are there many refugees, but there are also children called living corpses.
Thinking like this, he turned his head and looked at it. There was a child who was still stinking heavy corpses lying there.
A little discomfort flashed in Du Yong's heart.
An Rushuang nodded her head heavily, but she was already speechless.
The old man also slowly leaned in, looking at Meng Li's pale appearance, and couldn't help frowning.
He lowered his body and stretched out his hand to probe Meng Li's pulse. After a while, his expression became heavier, and he asked in a deep voice, "Is he injured by a living corpse?"
Hearing the words "living corpse", An Rushuang hurriedly turned to look at Du Yong.
She had tears in her eyes, she couldn't say anything in her mouth, and her heart was very uncomfortable.
If it were really a living corpse... She couldn't help but glance at the child, her heart chilling.
Du Yong was looked at by the two and was a little flustered. He could only shook his head and said, "I don't know. At that time, the general was injured. He was very fast. None of us could see what that person was like. He was no longer there when he turned around to find it."
When he said this, he suddenly remembered that when he went to look for it, there were still a group of children over there, who had not taken those children to heart.
But now, looking at this little child again, there was a chill in his heart.
Du Yong couldn't help but shiver slightly.
If the person who attacked the general was a child, that would be a terrible thing, and it was impossible to prevent.
Thinking here, his heart trembled slightly.
The old man suddenly raised his head to look at the sky, and then said in a deep voice: "Take him back first! He can't stay in the sun for a long time, otherwise he will become like that."
With that said, he pointed his finger at the rotten child.
Everyone looked at Meng Li in surprise.
Du Yong was also flustered in his heart. He hurriedly carried Meng Li on his back without daring to touch his wounds, nodded tremblingly, and quickly turned around and walked back.
But An Rushuang still stood in place, as if stupid.
The old man took two steps and saw An Rushuang look like this, so he sighed deeply, turned back and patted An Rushuang on the shoulder.
"Girl, go back soon, otherwise..."
Before he finished his words, An Rushuang grabbed her arm and grasped it tightly, and asked with a trembling voice, "What will happen to him?"
The old man's eyes flashed, his throat sank, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at Ah Qing, who had lost his face.
Then turned around to look at Xiang An Rushuang, and whispered: "Then you have to see if this general is lucky."
If you are lucky, you might survive. If it's bad luck...
The old man looked at Meng Li on Du Yong's back, and a bad feeling emerged in his heart.
An Rushuang trembled in her heart, her arms tightened a bit, and asked loudly: "Will he die? You tell me he won't be?!"
She has panicked her whole person now, and she no longer has the usual three-point calmness.
The old man snorted slightly, his eyes were shining under the sun, and he glanced diagonally at An Rushuang.
"Death? What is death? Under the attack of this living corpse, people will be worse than death."
He said he was alive, but he was already dead, but he said he was dead, but it was difficult for people to bury him, just like Ah Qing today.
The old man thought in his heart, then turned to look at Ah Qing, and saw that there was nothing but a pool of blood there.
He sighed again, thinking in his heart that he had never sighed like this in his life.
An Rushuang didn't know how he followed Du Yong back to the general's house.
Her feet felt weak, this was the time she had the most courage.
Even if she stood on the line of life and death at the beginning, she did not look like this.
About to give all of her heart to Meng Li, now she will be as weak as she was when she watched her family go to the guillotine.
An Rushuang sat on the edge of the bed, clenched his fists, and felt a chill in his heart.
After a while, she heard someone calling her by her side.
An Rushuang raised her head in confusion, and saw beside her, a woman in a water-blue skirt was calling her in a deep voice.
"Hongyu, Hongyu, what's wrong with you?"
She raised her head with teary eyes and stared at her blankly. This person was Zhu Xianxian.
When I saw a close friend, the sense of collapse hit my face in an instant.
An Rushuang hugged Zhu Xianxian and whispered, "I don't know what to do...Help me, help me slim..."
Zhu Xianxian couldn't help frowning when she said this.
With doubts in her eyebrows, she looked down at this red jade, but the more she looked at it, the more doubts she felt in her heart.
And her voice is not at all like Hongyu.
Slender frowned, and suddenly called out questioningly: "Shuang'er? Is that you?"
If you said that before, An Rushuang would still pretend to be herself, but at this time, she had no intention to pretend.
Except for that face, she only needs to speak, and people who are familiar with her can tell who she is if she pays more attention.
Naturally, Du Yong's wood has already been eliminated.
An Rushuang never agreed, but she kept repeating: "Xianxian...you help me, help me save him..."
Now that her hands and feet are weak, it is actually useless at this moment.
Xianxian finally confirmed in her heart that this person was An Rushuang, but she didn't know why she was dressed up as Ruby.
She stretched out her hand to hug An Rushuang tightly, and then said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Shuang'er. The general will be fine, and I will do my best."
Saying this, she took a deep breath, walked slowly to the bed, looked at Du Yong, and asked in a low voice, "What is he doing now? What's the matter?"
Du Yong shook his head and sighed Shen Shen: "Although he was stabbed by a scimitar, it only passed on the waist and never hurt the internal organs. After the doctor was given the medicine, the general never became a general. What happened, I didn't expect..."
Zhu Xianxian nodded: "Let me see his injury first."
Du Yong hesitated for a moment. He didn't really distrust Zhu Xianxian, but Zhu Xianxian was a woman, and he didn't know the ins and outs...
But after thinking about it, he still stretched out his hand to take off the general's clothes.