This sudden mention cast an instant atmosphere of horror, but Meng Xiaofei didn't care. She shook her head forcefully and said, "No, Brother Li won't die... Please help me pull him out."
Li Yifei lay in the pit, his face almost devoid of blood, deathly pale, and the exposed skin was extremely cold, seeming to be the same temperature as the surrounding soil.
Not afraid of Li Yifei at all, Meng Xiaofei held his head and helped clear the mud off his face and body.
Li Yifei's one hand still maintained a raised position, occasionally twitching, proving he was not dead.
Aoki Reiko lay on Li Yifei's chest, listening intently, her small face wrinkled; after a while, she couldn't hear Li Yifei's heartbeat.
Half an hour later, Li Yifei, who had not responded all the while, suddenly produced a hiccup sound, like that after a full meal.
