Daming: In the beginning, he mistakenly regarded Emperor Yongle as his own father

You have wronged me. If I were alone, I would definitely run away. Isn't this you with a serious injury?

But seeing how badly she was hurt, Lu Lin didn't bother to tease her.

Turn around and put her on his back: "Hold on to me."

Then back up and approach the edge of the cliff, looking for something to rely on.

But the cliff is really smoother than imagined, there is not even a protruding stone, and the bottom cannot be seen below, and I don't know how deep it is.

He is still weighing the pros and cons, and the sound of the Mongols' hooves is close at hand.

If you don't jump, you will be shot into a sieve.

As a last resort, Lu Lin gritted his teeth and jumped down.

Immediately, there was a loud wind blowing in my ears, and it poured into my ears with a "whirling" sound.

The two of them fell straight down without any support.

After a while, he saw a piece of green below.

It's a tree!

Lu Lin regained his energy immediately, staring down with his eyes tightly, and then looked for a branch that he could grasp.

"what……"

Soon, the two fell into the woods. Lu Lin tried hard to grab everything he could grab, but the gravity of the fall made him unable to grab it at all, and his hands were scratched bloody by the branches.

The body kept bumping back and forth on the tree trunk, and the internal organs were almost knocked out.

However, the impact slowed down their falling speed. Lu Lin saw the timing, grabbed a branch and hung it up.

Watching Zhang Xin'er fall from his eyes, he grabbed her again.

The two are like monkeys fishing for the moon, hanging on a tree in a string.

Looking down, Nima, at least four or five floors high, if you fall directly, you will get broken if you don't die.

Chapter 210 Why Don't You Like Me

The two hung on the tree like a string, Lu Lin wanted to throw Zhang Xin'er onto the tree trunk next to him.

So he shook her.

"Zhang Xiner? Zhang Xiner? Wake up..."

Lu Lin yelled twice, but no one answered: "If you die, just yell, so I can let go."

"Inhumane." Zhang Xin'er scolded him weakly.

not dead!

"I'll throw you onto a nearby tree trunk, and you'll catch it yourself."

You can literally die if you fall.

Zhang Xin'er didn't know if she heard it or not, so she didn't agree.

Lu Lin couldn't wait any longer, his hands were covered in blood, whether it was the hand holding the branch or Zhang Xin'er's hand, they kept slipping off.

So he made a decisive decision, swung his body back and forth twice, swung Zhang Xin'er, and then threw her onto the trunk next to him.

Zhang Xin'er was hanging on, but because of too much force, his hand slipped and fell down with a "whoosh".

He looked down at a tree trunk below, grabbed it with his hand, swung it forward with his strength, and landed firmly on the other side of the tree trunk, two meters away from Zhang Xin'er.

Zhang Xin'er probably fainted, and lay motionless on the tree trunk.

Lu Lin found the way down first, and then went up to carry her down.

Alas, with just such a little ability, I still have to break it!

When the two of them got down from the tree, it was already dark, and the surroundings were full of trees, not even a ray of light could penetrate.

We can only blacken and find a broken wall that sticks out, barely sheltering from the wind and rain.

He lit a fire, fetched some water, and began to bandage Zhang Xin'er's wound.

The others were skin trauma, that is, the knife wound on the arm, which was so deep that it almost reached the bone.

But this knife edge does not look like Li Faliang's, it is probably a masterpiece of the Mongols.

Cleaned her up, sterilized her, stitched her up and bandaged her up.

The trick is a little bit worse, but let's save your life first.

"pain."

Zhang Xin'er was awakened by the pain, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Lu Lin lower her head and move her arm.

"what are you doing?"

"Put your clothes together for you."

Otherwise, the clothes are disheveled and not very good-looking.

Zhang Xin'er didn't know what was going on in her brain, she frowned and asked him, "You take off my clothes?"

Lu Lin: ...

"If you don't take it off, just... tear the wound a little."

It was a normal thing, but Zhang Xin'er's sullen expression forced her to stare at her with a guilty conscience. What's the matter?

"Don't be angry, can I sew it up for you?"

Zhang Xin'er gave him a blank look, and pushed him away with disgust: "No, don't touch me."

"If you don't touch it, don't touch it, bloody, rare."

After finishing speaking, Lu Lin went to fill her with some hot water: "Drink?"

She didn't refuse this, but she couldn't move, so she had to be fed by him: "I have never served my father like this before."

Zhang Xin'er actually smiled: "Speaking of which, I haven't met your father yet."

"I'll take you to meet me when the supervisor finishes going back this time?"