Fang Yao must have been half-dead when he heard this at the age of his body, and fought with his old life to help him but not be affectionate, and let anyone lose his temper.But now she has this delicate body, but her mind is nearly thirty years old girl.

The rich experience of the previous life does not mean that she has been trained to be broad-minded, but it will not be stingy enough to compare with a small round of children.She clapped her hands, untied the Teng, pulled out one, pulled over him, and put it on him.

The cold was hugged and full, the ink away from the cold face for a moment of gloom, he tugged at her arm, cold: "What do you want to do?"

Fang Yao saw the vigilance and contempt in his eyes, smiled coldly, and raised the Tenglan in his hand: "What can I do, of course, take you up, it is difficult to think that I want to be light to you here while people are in danger, and then rely on you to be a rich grandmother?"

Look at her with cold eyes, don’t you?

About the backyard woman in order to seek the top of everything, he saw too much.

Fang Yao lived a long life after all, even if his anger is like a sharp sword, she would like to stab her, she is not afraid: "Don't worry, I have not abduct the children's hospices, although you look good, but not my dish!" 」

The words were not profound, but Mo felt that he did not understand a word, but he still saw that the girl in front of him was not afraid of him, nor was he such a person who thought he was so enthrieous.

He sipped his lower lip, the cold on his body gradually closed, but his heart still maintained a certain vigilance, after all, he was not familiar with it.

Fang Yao tied the Teng, and then looked at him and said, “Can you stand up by yourself?”

Mo left the wall, carefully got up, the waist has not straightened, almost fell to the ground, a simple action to stand up, he made a sweat, I do not know whether it is tired or the wound hurt.

Fang Yao's eyes were quick, and he held his waist before he fell: "So, I'll hold you."Looking at the look of ink from her unwilling face, she added: "Don't worry, I won't eat your tofu!"

The ink is a face of shame, completely incomprehensible rhythm!

Fang Yao also regardless of him, she did not find that although she did not deliberately cover up when she spoke at the Fang family, it would not be too outrageous, at least to keep up with the rhythm of this era, in front of this arrogant teenager, she completely restored the nature of her previous life.Carefully help him to the previous position.She looked around and sighed, "The bottom of this pit is all glitter, and it must have been the beast that had been trapped here to escape the claws and cut it, and the mud was all flattened, and it is no wonder that I just went down to this place to feel my feet slipping."She turned to look at Mo, “How can you go up by yourself?”

I looked away and didn’t say anything.

Fang Yao immediately realized that he could not stand up, where he had to go, this sentence was purely extra.

"Then lie down on me, and I'll carry you up."

“You’re behind me?”

“What if?”

Mo left the dumb speechless by the counter-question, coughed twice, still arrogantly said: "I don't mean anything else, is to seriously suspect such a thin and weak how you move a strong me?" 」

"You're not too fat, you're just higher than me."Of course, compared to his yellow skinny, he is very strong.

Fang Yao couldn't help but say, unpacking the Tengzhu on his body and tied the two together: "In order to prevent you from falling, hold it for a while."

Mo left the side of the body, Teng bar fell empty, Fang Yao patiently said: "know you rich people look down on our poor people, but in order to save our lives, you still put aside the stereotypes, otherwise you only have to wait to die."

If it hadn’t been for the sake of giving her three pieces of snacks, she really intended to let him die here today.

Why is it that he has been hot-faced with his cold ass, and she does not owe him.

Mo Weiji did not want to explain, but still said: "You do not only want to save me this way, you can go up first, and then go to the Mo family to report, someone will come to save me!"

If she uses her method, two people go up together, and in the end, no one can go, this tenen looks rough, not necessarily can withstand the weight of the two of them.

Fang Yao rolled his eyes: "When I go to report, you will be gnawed into flesh by the beast."

Mo slid off his eyebrows, a good-looking face lost in thought.

What she said is not necessarily impossible.

But as she said, the two of them did not have absolute vitality.

Fang Yao did not allow him to think more, and asked, “Are you afraid of death?”

Mo Yan was like an insult, and the color said, "Of course I'm not afraid."

"I'm not afraid either."Fang Yao's hands spread, "We are both not afraid of death, the worst result is that they are trapped here, no one can get out, and then become the mouth of the beast."Now that there is a lifeline, why should we try it?Even if no one can escape in the end, it is just a dead end, right?No worse is worse than it is now.”

Fang Yao said as he took two wild fruits from the bamboo box: "You eat a little first, so that when you are plowing, you can also reduce my burden."Don't worry, even if I die here, I won't depend on you."

She will not rely on you, and she is tired of hearing.

"If we can escape, we will not save me."

Give me gold, right?That's it, I'll wait."Her family lacks these.

Fang Yao himself also ate a wild fruit, and then with a fruit core on the palm of the hand coated, see the ink in disscineded looking at himself, she explained: "The hands are too slippery, afraid of not being able to pull Teng."

The residual juice on the core of the fruit is coated, sticky, so that the palms do not slip.

Mo nodded like the teacher, looking at the little girl, there was a glimmer of something shining in her eyes.

I have to say, this girl is very smart.

“Ready to be?”Fang Yao asked.

“Hmm.”The sound of the intrusion.He learned that she also smeared the juice in the palm of her hand, and then tugged the Tengjie tightly with Fang Yao.

Eat the fruit, restore a little strength, both of them each use their full force, even if the ink is injured, but in order not to add excessive burden to Fang Yao, he still did not retain the effort to climb.

The foot in the middle of the slipping several times, but it was not dangerous.

Finally, after half an hour, the two successfully climbed to the top and escaped from the pit.

The two men lay in the hole and gasped, Fang Yao unzipped the Teng, wiped the sweat and looked at him: "The wound is okay?"

Mo shook his head to say that he was okay, and he did not have the strength to speak now.

"When I carry you, I hardly feel your weight, look very strong, in fact, very light, most of them yourself are working hard, I did not expect you to hold it."

It is inevitable that he will involve the wound, and he has countless scars on his body, and that pain can be imagined.

Mo pulled the lower lip: "I didn't think I could hold it."

Fang Yao ignored the rest and came to look at his legs, and there was blood stained, but the situation was good.At the end of the day, there is no effort to save him: "These are all inspired by the instinct to survive, and it is not surprising to think about it!"

Mo sat up, the pit is too dark, to the outside light is enough, this found that Fang Yao although coarse cloth linen clothes, but the body is always full of unyielding stubbornness.She also looked good, and her face could not hide the five senses, especially those eyes, and the rotational life.Obviously, at the age of about ten years old, there is no age of precipitation and wisdom in the eyes.

The young man saw a lot of ink, but like her, it was the first time to see it.

“What’s your name?”

“Fang Yao.”

Mo nodded, and she answered with a generous, no shyness and uneasiness that the little girl should have.

Also, how could he not be afraid that he would work so hard to save him from the pit alone would be like the average little girl.

Fang Yao solved the Teng article on his body for him and said, “I will make you a crutch, can you go down the mountain by yourself?”