Chapter 272 (1/2)

When the same words come from different situations, naturally someone will pay attention to them.

This is not the case. Yan Mengmeng asked this. The old man sobbed with his swollen face: ”Zai Wanming (outside)”

Yan Mengmeng abandoned him and went out.

The people outside were still confused and wondered why it was Yan Mengmeng who came out.

There was such a fierce fight just now. The girl didn't seem to be doing anything!

For a moment, everyone was curious about the situation in the house. As soon as Yan Mengmeng left, they rushed in.

Then he was shocked by the scene and shouted.

Yan Mengmeng ignored them, but grabbed one and asked about the captain.

”What about the captain who brought me in before?”

”Ah, he was sent to heal!”

As she thought, she was beaten.

”How's the injury?”

”Well, i... don't know. The brigade commander said it seemed to be abandoned...”

Yan Mengmeng's face gradually became unfriendly. He looked at the man and asked the last thing: ”where is the healing place?”

Yan Mengmeng's change frightened the man, and his trembling fingers pointed to a house in the distance.

When she knew the place, she left the man and went straight there.

But in the blink of an eye, Yan Mengmeng came to this place and opened the door. There were three soul healers who were rescuing the former captain.

The captain lay here unconscious and looked dying.

The dried blood on the corner of his mouth was enough to see that he had suffered a heavy internal injury before.

Yan Mengmeng's appearance startled the healers. Looking at her with a dark face at this time, she was obviously afraid.

But they didn't dare to stop their movements, so they had to threaten from a distance: ”who are you? Don't come here... We're not afraid of you...”

Yan Mengmeng didn't take these words to heart, but walked into the captain's side, opened the perspective of ice and fire, and looked at his injury.

Eight ribs, broken spleen, broken arm bones

It's a question whether you can survive such a serious injury!

Yan Mengmeng can't save people. Everything depends on his own life.

If he dies, Yan Mengmeng just regrets the death of such a righteous fool.

At best, it's just to help him deal with the old thing.

Yan Mengmeng's arrival seemed to be sensed by him. He woke up with such a heavy injury.

He took a look at his face. His painful face showed a happy smile and murmured, ”great.”

Perhaps he saw that the people he tried to protect were all right, and his heart was full of a sense of achievement. For him, it seemed that he enjoyed this moment very much.

Yan Mengmeng looked at him with a gloomy face and asked, ”are you... Worth it? Do you do this?”

He couldn't answer Yan Mengmeng's question. He just smiled and vomited blood. He looked particularly scary.

”We never knew each other. Why did you do that? Don't you think it's stupid?”

This time, he shook his head slightly, and a vague voice sounded: ”Oh, cloth, wild by blade ash (I don't do it, some people will do it)”

Yan Mengmeng felt a little funny, but she couldn't laugh. She even felt something scratching in her heart.

After saying that, he fainted again, startling Yan Mengmeng and these soul healers. He thought that was his last words just now.