Chapter 392 Lost and Found
I don’t know how long it took, but this spacious laboratory became eerily quiet, and the smell of blood filled the air.
Yun Mo was filled with grief.
She didn't want to make friends because she knew clearly that the road she had to take was difficult and tortuous, and it might not be good for her friends.
However, he and that group of young men broke into her world unexpectedly and irresistibly, and became part of her life.
Huo Chuan...
Did he just die like that?
Yun Mo didn't want to believe it, nor did she dare to believe it.
She searched carefully countless times, but there was no one. As far as she could see, there were only the torn cloth of the military backpack and fragments of Huo Chuan's clothes. The suicide bomber would not be able to vaporize a person directly.
However, the room was filled with a dark and heavy atmosphere that concealed all signs of life.
Even though Yun Mo tried hard to look carefully, he did not find any trace of life.
"Impossible, impossible!"
Yun Mo's heart was covered in blood, as if it had been cut again and again with a knife, with holes all over it.
Tears blurred my vision.
With trembling hands, she took out the coin...
However, the hexagram is vague.
Calculate others but not yourself. This "self" also includes people who are closely related to you. Huo Chuan's life was extended by her, so naturally it is impossible to calculate accurately.
Tears fell uncontrollably, landing on the coin in her palm, shining with despair in the firelight.
Yun Mo clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into the flesh of her palms without her realizing it.
“Ahem—”
Suddenly, a barely audible cough was heard from a distance.
Yunmo looked up suddenly, thinking she was hallucinating. She stood up and listened carefully. At the same time, she wiped her eyes vigorously and looked around again.
Far away, in a collapsed corner, a bright red bloody handprint stretched out from under the cabinet, and the fingers stretched and retracted vigorously, trying to grab something.
This movement was really too subtle, but for Yun Mo, it was enough.
Her expression suddenly froze, and the heavy alloy cabinet fell upside down on the ground.
However, there was a faint, barely detectable green scent under the cabinet.
It’s vitality! Green vitality.
Yun Mo completely forgot about his leg injury, rushed forward like a cannonball, and suddenly opened the cabinet.
A bloody figure lay on the ground.
"Hehe...hehe...hahahaha" She finally covered her face and laughed out loud.
No matter how embarrassed that person was, she could tell that it was Huo Chuan!
She hurriedly pulled the man up, smearing his bloody face with her hands.
"It's him! It's really him!"
Huo Chuan used her strength to try to stand up with his hands, but he had no strength. In the end, he could only bend his knees and kneel on the ground.
Yun Mo let out a breath of relief and knelt on the ground with him.
How does it feel to lose something and then find it again? No one can understand it better than her!
Yun Mo hugged Huo Chuan tightly, crying with joy, "You're not dead! That's great, you're not dead!"
"Relax, relax a little..."
Huo Chuan was in a state of extreme distress at this moment. His entire body was covered in blood, and every part of his body was screaming with pain. He was almost suffocated by her strangulation.
Maybe he was lucky enough not to die in the explosion, but would have died under Yun Mo's iron arms instead.
The backpack was torn and the bulletproof vest was in pieces, hanging on his body piece by piece, looking very miserable.
As he moved, yellow paper scraps fluttered down the ground from the tattered backpack.
He struggled slightly, and a fragment of obsidian came out of his neck. This piece of obsidian was collected by Yunmo from Akbar, and was made into a good luck charm and given to each of them.
The pile of yellow paper scraps in the bag was Ling Jiu's masterpiece.
Before they left, Ling Jiu was trained by Yun Mo to draw talismans. He practiced intensively day and night and was forced to draw hundreds of them. His hair almost went bald.
Huo Chuan was drafted into the army and was heard by Ling Jiu when he was hiding in a corner complaining.
As a fellow wanderer, it turned out that he was not the only one who fell into the trap of sugar-coated bullets. He suddenly felt a sense of sympathy and a close friend.
Ling Jiu was moved. When he learned that they were going on a mission, he asked Huo Chuan to wait and gave him all the treasured talismans he had collected from various ancient civilizations over the years, his historical drawings, and his latest research results.
Ling Jiu said that he always carries these with him when he goes on a mission and it always brings good luck.
Huo Chuan was stunned holding a pile of yellow paper.
The most precious treasure was given out, and Ling Jiu had only one request at that time - to ask the man surnamed Yun to come back later!
But to be honest, those talismans are too ugly.
Huo Chuan was quite disgusted at first, thinking that Ling Jiu obviously wanted to dispose of his inventory but was reluctant to throw it away, so he used himself as a garbage dump.
But Ling Jiu's eyes were full of earnestness and sincerity, so he just put it into his backpack. He originally wanted to distribute it to Liu Yueban and the others, but who would have thought that he forgot about it when there were so many things to do, and a large stack of talismans was brought to Aican Star.
It's a miracle that he was able to survive such an explosion!
In addition to the help of Yunmo's fortune-bringing talisman and the half protective formation, Ling Jiu's talismans also played an indispensable role in the occurrence of this miracle.
Although the quality varies, and there are many fakes, there are still so many of them! There must be one that suits him...
Yun Mo glanced at the debris. In the center of the yellow papers, there was still a remnant of powerful mental power.
It is an ancient formation, probably a family heirloom, and it was activated here.
Huo Chuan actually felt it too. He had saved his life, and now, besides wanting Yun Mo to let go, he also wanted to treat Ling Jiu well...
Yun Mo hugged Huo Chuan and cried and laughed. In her great ecstasy, she even forgot about his injuries.
With her left hand around his armpit and her right hand hammering his back, she spoke incoherently: "I knew it! You can't die! Good people don't live long, but you can live for a thousand years..."
Huo Chuan: ...Fuck, let me go! I'm going to die now.
When Liu Yueban and his companions climbed up, they almost wanted to poke out their own eyes.
Huo Chuan and Yun Mo knelt on the ground, and Yun Mo hugged Huo Chuan tightly with both hands.
Huo Chuan placed his head pitifully on her shoulder, his clothes torn into tatters, his hands hanging limply, looking like a battered young wife.
Lin Fancheng's mouth was wide open enough to fit an egg. "Fuck! You two are worshipping heaven and earth!"
"Huo Chuan!" Mo Mo shouted.
"Let...go!" Huo Chuan gritted his teeth and said again.
Yun Mo had come to his senses and stood up awkwardly. He touched his nose and smeared blood on his face...
With Luo Yuanchong's perception, Lian Yi and his team were able to predict the future every time. The Star Alliance ultimately failed to activate the Heavenly Fire, and the chip of the Black Demon Eye was also destroyed by Yun Mo. This mission can be said to have been successfully completed.
However, the Aican military was chasing them relentlessly, so they naturally could not participate in the Salu Festival.
The pitch-black aircraft carrier broke through the starry sky, and blue flames flickered on the route.
(End of this chapter)
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