Huan Xian had just experienced a torture not long ago. His back was severely burned from shoulders, waist, buttocks to legs, and even some internal organs were damaged. During the rescue process, the organs failed several times.

In the next seventy-two stars, he still had to carry out biological resistance remodeling, otherwise it might affect the foundation of his body, and even until now he was enduring intense pain and pulling sensation every step he took.

Such a seriously ill person should not have appeared here, much less should he go on his own way to collect his friends who may have died tragically.

But the Zongting had no way of rejecting the young man's wishes.

The other party was reduced to a laboratory because of the weak protection of the empire, and was forced to change his life's fate. However, after the other party returned to the embrace of the empire, he could not return to a normal life. While other children were still growing up step by step under the wings of their parents, he was already forging ahead for the safety and future of the empire. It even broke a conspiracy for the empire's security plan.

Meritorious people should be respected.

Huan Xian was very calm.

so familiar. Once more he faced death, and once again the curse fell on those close to him.

He couldn't stop it, let alone escape, he could only force himself to face this cruel fact.

Why? Why... can't we just wait a little longer? I have come.

However, he still failed to save the other party in the end, just like he could only watch his mother die.

When he was placed alive in the melting chamber, he was so worried that he would die so miserable and ugly that he would frighten his friends to see him off. But what about you...how did you become the person who died miserably?

It hurts.

Nothing came out of the boy's dry eyes—he had no more tears.

Another class two student leading the way couldn't hold back even more, and burst into tears with a "wow". He didn't hold back his tears like Jaydi, nor did he cry silently like Huan Xian. For him, Jiang Hui died to save them. It shouldn't be like this, the person who should be alive the most is her, why, why is this happening?

Even the soldiers who were used to seeing life and death couldn't help feeling sad when they saw such a scene. They mourned for the young lost life, and grieved for the young man's sincere but never-received emotions. They couldn't bear to see such a scene. up.

The young officer, who has always been vigorous and resolute, did not issue any orders this time. He just looked at the A-level star beast quietly, and then gently took off his hat.

The whole scene was in a downturn, and the air seemed to be filled with anxious and stagnant atmosphere, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Suddenly, the boy squatting next to the wreckage of the fuselage suddenly raised his head.

The young officer standing far away also immediately noticed the movement here. He put on the majestic military cap again, straightened himself up, and then walked calmly in the direction of Huan Xian.

The soldiers at the back didn't know why, so they saw the staff officer Huan who should have been seriously injured, no, next time we meet, the man who should be called the captain began to frantically pull the remaining section of the fuselage.

Judging from the scene, the snapping turtle should have struggled violently before it died, and the driver should have been knocked down by its last-minute impromptu counterattack.

It can be seen that the material hardness and strength of the mecha are not enough. The carapace weighing more than ten tons and the mental strength directly crushed nearly three-quarters of the fuselage. The upper half of the cabin and the head and neck are still intact, stuck on the carapace edge.

And the movement came from that part, and suddenly there was a mental fluctuation like that of a fraudulent corpse...

If he didn't feel wrong, it was only the mental power of that person. It was her, still alive, not dead.

Huan Xian didn't care about the severe pain behind him, and immediately moved towards the part where the fluctuation of mental power was the strongest. .

I have to say that Jiang Hui's skill in assembling the mecha is excellent, even though all the parts are crushed like this, it doesn't affect other parts. The person under the back cover stirred several times, trying to hit the inside, but failed, and finally had to hammer weakly.

Huan Xian went to help lift the back cover, but he was seriously injured, his hands and feet were weak, and he didn't have any suitable tools in his hand. After pulling it a few times in vain, he found that a corner of the back cover was pressed by the carapace.

Zong Ting, who still reacted, followed behind with adjutants and several sergeants to lift the dead star beast slightly to relieve the pressure on the back cover.

After many efforts, the people inside finally knocked on the back cover.

Under the back cover was a deformed narrow opening, and a bloody head came out of it.

The other party stretched out and grabbed the position of the upper edge, and exerted all his strength, but unfortunately he failed to use this to lift up.

The people outside didn't dare to pull at will, worrying that the opponent's legs would be pinched by something. If you pull it regardless, it may cause more damage, so they are patiently waiting for her to show the situation further.

However, the adults next to him were not idle, and helped to expand the deformed exit, and helped the survivor.

The other party was probably injured, and seemed very weak. The remaining body was supported by his arms and kept moving, struggling to hold himself up.

I don't know how long it took before the other party barely crawled out of the narrow emergency rescue space, with half of his body leaning against the exit.

She looked very embarrassed, her forehead was covered with blood, her head must have been injured, her cheeks, neck, and the bare skin of her hands were all deeply scratched, and the back of one of her hands touched something hot, scorching her. There was a shocking bloody mess.

Her leg was indeed crushed, and there might be something wrong with her bones, so she couldn't even stand up, Zong Ting half supported her and leaned out from the exit of the emergency room.

The other party's face was extremely pale, his lips were chapped, and the panic after death was still on his face.

She looked at the fact that the group of people who came to rescue her seemed a little confused about the situation in front of her, but she survived, and she felt very lucky and joyful from the bottom of her heart.

In the end, among the crowd, Jiang Hui accurately found the face she was most familiar with in the crowd, and it was also the person she was most worried about these days.

Her mind seemed to have finally turned around, she moved the corners of her chapped lips as if she wanted to say something, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to greet the other party.

Huan Xian, who finally found his breath, breathed heavily as if he had received a certain signal, but in just a few minutes, it was like swimming in the water of a swimming pool. He wanted to say something, and he also wanted to smile at this person, or scold him for being impulsive...but all of these turned into silence in the end.

He just walked up to the other party quietly, and covered her hand under her delighted eyes.

Two hands full of scars overlapped. One of the criss-crossing scars has not yet fallen off, and the other is bloody and bloody, which seems to give people a feeling of interlacing time and space.

They all... survived.

Huan Xian, Zong Ting and everyone: You are dead...

Jiang Can you save me again? Hui: I'm alive, but I'm not dead yet. Don't mourn, hurry up and poach someone, okay? !

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