Once you are in a completely desperate situation and suddenly discover that there are companions, the physical energy stimulated in your body is terrifying.

Meng Shaoyuan stumbled towards the place where the sound came from.

Peeling back the bushes, he saw it!

People are people!

A man lying on a pile of wet leaves!

Li Zhifeng!

"Damn it, Li Zhifeng, you're still fucking alive!"

In an instant, Meng Shaoyuan burst into tears.

After walking alone in the forest for such a long time, Meng Shaoyuan suddenly found his closest companion. Meng Shaoyuan really felt like he was going to cry.

Li Zhifeng's eyes were half-opened and half-closed, and he tried his best to say: "Sir...sir."

"What the hell is wrong with you? Are you injured?" Meng Shaoyuan hurriedly ran to him.

Li Zhifeng was injured. The wound on his left arm began to rot.

The most terrible thing was that his face was flushed.

A touch of forehead, it was shockingly hot.

He has a high fever.

Here, that's enough to kill him.

"Sir, it's great to see you again." Li Zhifeng gasped and said weakly: "Sir, let's go, let's go, go out, leave me alone, I'll be satisfied if I can see you again."
Chapter completed!