Luo Pingjun would never let his soldiers risk their lives to move a bunch of dead things. In his heart, human life is the most important thing.
And many people were injured when they escaped just now.
The vines swept across their bodies, and the rows of sharp thorns just swept across their bodies, easily scratching their clothes and leaving bloody wounds on their bodies.
Fortunately, it is winter now and everyone is wearing very thick clothes, otherwise just one blow would be enough to scrape off all the skin and flesh.
A group of people huddled together with their heads down and moved forward quickly. There was no way for some people to move because their clothes were torn and the cold wind blew into the gaps in their clothes. It was really too cold.
Everyone had completely lost the sense of novelty they had when they first arrived, and their hearts were filled with fear.
He came in high spirits and left in disgrace.
All their supplies and food had been discarded during their escape, and the task force even lost their weapons.
Only a few of the taskers who only brought compressed biscuits still had some left because they put the biscuits directly in their pockets.
As they walked, braving the cold wind and falling snow, they broke a few compressed biscuits into small pieces and shared them among themselves.
Lightning was so frightened that he stopped walking. He curled himself up into a small ball and hid in He Xiaobei's clothes, not daring to stick his head out.
At this time, Luo Pingjun caught up with her and walked side by side with her:
"Thank you for just now."
He Xiaobei turned her head to glance at him. Although she saved the man, his clothes had been torn to shreds by the sharp thorns, and even the cotton inside was exposed.
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