"The only thing we have to do now is wait here. There is no other way."
Jiang Wucheng was worried, but he lost too much blood. As soon as he was excited, he blacked out and fainted out.
Zhou Kun hurriedly held his arm. When he touched the wound on his body, he immediately ordered people to pull Jiang Wucheng up and rushed to the hospital for treatment.
In the cave, there were only zhouhaimei and ZhouKun left.
Zhouhaimei frowned and walked back and forth.
"Mr. Zhou, are we going to sit here and wait to die?"
With complicated eyes, Zhou Kun stroked the smooth stone wall without any flaws: "we have no other way."
They lived outside like years, praying that yunwan and Li Hanxiao could survive the disaster in peace.
After yunwan and Li Hanxiao were absorbed from the stone cracks, they entered a boundless sea area.
They are on an island in the sea area. The area of this island is very small, about 500 square meters.
There are no trees on the island. In the center of the island, there is a large and towering Sarcophagus, surrounded by a bottle of figures.
These statues are all men, each wearing armor, each holding a sword in his hand, standing on his chest.
His face is solemn and dignified.
Li Hanxiao holds yunwan's hand, holds his breath, and takes her to the sarcophagus.
The closer Yun Wan was to the sarcophagus, the more flustered she became.
She stopped and held Li Hanxiao's hand tightly with her backhand: "don't go forward, i... I feel so bad."
As she spoke, she turned pale, knelt on the ground with her knees slightly bent, and covered her chest with trembling palms.
Li Hanxiao was stunned. He quickly followed him and knelt on the ground, looking at yunwan anxiously.
"What's the matter?"
Yun Wan clenched his lips and said in a trembling voice, "I... my heart is so flustered. I feel so uncomfortable."