After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

The galloping horse stopped in a valley.

Fu Shiyu looked up and found that the valley was surrounded by mountains with different heights and unevenness. From a distance, it looked like a sharp fang in the mouth of a wolf.

He was about to dismount when his shoulders suddenly sank.Turning his head slightly, he saw Chu Yan's eyes were slightly closed, his lips were pale and fell to the side of his face, his forehead, which was dripping with cold sweat, was close to the base of his ears, and the temperature on it was astonishingly hot.

"My lord?" He called softly.

Fu Shiyu lifted his shoulders, and Chu Yan, who was unconscious, let go of the rein and fell off the horse weakly.

The horse under the seat was frightened and took a few steps in circles. Fu Shiyu hurriedly tightened the rein and shouted: "Woo——"

After calming down the restless horse, he grabbed the saddle, turned over with difficulty, and walked quickly towards the man lying in the grass.

When he got closer, he found that there were two feathered arrows sticking out of the man's back, and the white skirt of his inner coat had been dyed blood red.

Fu Shiyu squatted down and examined the injury carefully.

Fortunately, no vitals were injured, but it must be dealt with as soon as possible.

He looked up at the sky, it should be dawn soon, but it was foggy, the wind was blowing around, and it was a sign of heavy rain.

Fu Shiyu's eyes flicked around, and he happened to catch a glimpse of a dark cave at the foot of the mountain not far away.

Originally, he bent down to lift Chu Yan up, but after several times, he didn't move, and he was so tired that he was out of breath.

Although he knew it was a bit too much to say it now, but Fu Shiyu really had no choice now.

He leaned over and aimed at Chu Yan's ear, and whispered, "My lord, do you want to hold on?"

"Don't get dizzy too fast, I can't touch you."

"..."

I don't know if I heard it, but Chu Yan frowned slightly, and Fu Shiyu continued to say: "Or you can stand up by yourself, and I will help you into the cave."

Chu Yan closed his eyes and murmured irritably, "Noisy."

Fu Shiyu held his forehead and sighed, how could he drag this man up with a headache.

Inadvertently, he saw that the person below had opened his eyes, but his pupils were still loose, and he was not fully awake yet.

Chu Yan's eyes were blank for a moment, and then he tried to stand up with his elbows on the ground, and Fu Shiyu wanted to help him.

"No need." Chu Yan raised his hand impatiently and said hoarsely, "I'll get up by myself."

Seeing Chu Yan staggering and almost falling to the ground several times, Fu Shiyu felt helpless, and silently stepped forward to take his hand and put it on his shoulder.

Xu had support, and most of the weight of Chu Yan, who was confused, began to shift to his shoulders. Fu Shiyu's brows sank, and he could only grit his teeth and carry the man up the cave.

After a short section of the mountain road, Fu Shiyu was so tired that he was sweating profusely, and almost fell down with Chu Yan, and finally dragged him to the entrance of the cave.

Fu Shiyu knelt down on the ground exhausted, looked up at the person next to him, and found that he had fainted again.

Fu Shiyu put Chu Yan flat on the ground and threw a few stones into the cave.

Hearing that there was no movement inside, he took out the torch that he had prepared in his arms and blew it away. He stood at the entrance of the cave and took a look. A few bats flew out, and the inside looked empty, not like The lair where the beast lives.

Fu Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief, bent down and dragged the man in. Before he could take a breather, he hurried back with a pile of dry firewood before it rained, and then led the horses grazing at the foot of the mountain back to the cave.

He took off the water bottle on the horse's back, went to fetch some spring water from the mountain stream, and found a tree branch that was blown off by the wind to cover up the entrance of the cave.

After finishing all this, Fu Shiyu spread the weeds he got along the way on the wet stone floor, dragged Chu Yan onto it with great difficulty, then blew on the firewood again, lit the firewood, sat down cross-legged with his knees propped up, and started to deal with it. The man's wounds.

The cloth belt inside was already soaked red with blood, the old wound was not healed, and two new wounds were added, no... Fu Shiyu glanced at his thigh, there were three in total.

——With this injury, how did he survive until now?

Fu Shiyu really admires this person's will now.

He scratched Chu Yan's coat on the back with a dagger, and slowly untied the cloth strips wrapped around his body.

The wound on the shoulder has already suppurated, and yellow water oozes from the edge. It was not considered serious before, but it is really difficult to drag it until now.

And now the conditions are not allowed, and the wound cannot be stitched, so he can only use the dagger to roast on the fire, first remove the rotten meat nearby, it may be too painful, and the sleeping Chu Yan still couldn't hold back his breath. Let out a low moan.

Fu Shiyu's eyes were calm, as if he didn't hear it, his hands didn't even stop at all, and he continued to pick meat in an orderly manner, with the light of the fire shining on his deep side face.

The horse not far away curled its legs docilely on the ground, snorting from time to time.

The wind was raging outside, but the silence in the cave seemed to be another scene.

After finally dealing with the knife wound on his shoulder, Fu Shiyu began to carefully take out the arrow on his back again.

The feathered arrow on the thigh should have been pulled out by this man himself, the wound was bruised and bruised, it was horrible to look at.

Fu Shiyu clicked his tongue twice, and couldn't help but muttered: "It is reasonable for the ancients to have short lives."

It was already raining lightly outside, and with a bloody and stinking armor on his head, he was about to run out to see if there were any herbs that could be used.

At this time, the sky should be clear, but the sky was covered by dark clouds, and the surrounding scenery seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, looking gray and dim.

He was lucky, he found quite a few within a few steps out, dug them out with a dagger, put them in his robes, and then went to fetch some clean spring water. Just as he returned to the cave, it began to rain heavily outside.

Fu Shiyu knelt on the ground, chewed the bunch of herbs in his mouth, and then spread it on Chu Yan's wound. After applying it, he took off the clean underwear he was wearing next to his body, tore it into rags, and carefully Wrap around Chu Yan's chest and thighs.

It's finally done.

He let out a long breath, reached out his hand to wipe the hot sweat from his forehead, and slumped on the ground exhausted. Seeing that Chu Yan's cheek was flushed abnormally, Fu Shiyu put the back of his hand on his forehead to test the temperature.

Terribly hot.

He looked at this handsome and sharp face, which was pale but could not hide his brows and eyes, and his thin lips were habitually pursed under the high bridge of the nose.

After being out of his mind for a while, Fu Shiyu used a leaf to forcefully feed some water in from between his lips.

He turned around and wrung out the wet kerchief in his hand, folded it and put it on Chu Yan's forehead, and said lightly: "When the prince wakes up, you have to think about how to repay me."

Chu Yan fell asleep unconsciously, and Fu Shiyu took the armor next to him and put it on him.

After a busy night, he was also physically and mentally exhausted, yawned sleepily, leaned against the stone wall next to him, and prepared to take a nap first.

The summer rain comes fiercely, the howling wind is accompanied by the thunder and thunder outside, the bean-sized raindrops merge into a gurgling water on the ground, and the small cave in the storm is like a flat boat in the waves. A quiet and warm.

"Sir."

Hearing someone yelling softly in the ear, the clear and moist voice is like touching jade, it is really beautiful.

Chu Yan opened his eyes bewilderedly, and saw a person sitting on him.

The fiery red clothes on his body were half covered and half faded, revealing a large snow-white and bright chest loosely, the tails of his long and narrow eyes were bright red and stained with crystal clear tears, his lips were so rare that they were as scarlet as blood, and the corners of his mouth were curled into a smile that was not a smile .

This face is as gorgeous and beautiful as a fox on a painting, and there is a hint of sarcasm and arrogance in the smile when you look closely.

"Help me," he said.

The words meant to pray, but the tone was lofty. Xin's long fingertips gently hooked off the outer shirt on his body. His beautiful and thin body was like a delicate and rippling begonia.

The small flame deep in Chu Yan's body suddenly turned into a raging fire. Like a hungry wolf, he suddenly smelled meat, opened his bloodshot eyes angrily, turned over and pressed the man under him.

He looked at Chu Yan's ferocious face, but showed no fear at all. He gently hooked his neck and called out softly, "Your Excellency."

Prince...

A hint of obsession appeared in Chu Yan's icy eyes, and he bowed his head in confusion.

When he was only a short distance away from the bright red lips, he raised his head as if aware of it, and suddenly touched a pair of cold and thin black eyes.

It was dark and lightless, without any smiles, like a dark pool with no bottom to be seen, and like a vast night without stars.

Chu Yan, who was full of lust and fire, seemed to be poured down by a basin of cold water. His heartstrings tightened, and he opened his eyes quickly. After seeing that there was no messy person on his body, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Prepare to close your eyes again and calm your mind.

--and many more!

Sensing something was wrong, Chu Yan opened his eyes again, looking at this dark and familiar cave, his heart skipped a beat.

He was about to sit up on his back, but he caught a glimpse of a blurry shadow from the corner of his eye. He turned his head and saw that beautiful face was close at hand. Chu Yan's heartbeat seemed to stop for a few beats, and his neck leaned back a little in a hurry.

Realizing his evasive movement, Chu Yan clenched his fists irritably and looked at Fu Shiyu's chest that slipped out of his robe.

The dark red green snake totem on it looked weird and weird. He turned his eyes away in a little panic, and was just about to help Fu Shiyu pull up his open robe when his wrists were suddenly covered by a stream of cold body temperature.

The man's eyes were clear, and he didn't know how long he looked at it. He teased and said, "It seems that the son is much better."

Fu Shiyu looked down, glanced leisurely at Chu Yan's legs, and deliberately whistled clearly, "You're in good spirits."

Realizing something, Chu Yan suddenly lowered his head, and he caught a glimpse of a bulge on the linen trousers underneath, his face darkened instantly, and his heart was so complicated that he couldn't tell whether it was embarrassment or resentment.

"——No wonder I feel like someone beat me up in my dream."

Fu Shiyu didn't seem to see his gloomy face, and comforted him with embellishment: "Your Majesty, you don't need to be ashamed, I understand."

There was a bang in Chu Yan's mind, and he said darkly, "Shut up!"

Fu Shiyu silenced his voice appropriately, sat up from the ground, and sighed casually, "Being bullied twice in one night, this experience must be unforgettable for a lifetime."

Chu Yan was taken aback when he heard this, then shot Ling Lie's gaze over him, and asked coldly, "Twice?"

Fu Shiyu hummed unconsciously, "There was another time when it was Prince Hada in the barracks."

Hada!

Chu Yan thumped the rocky ground with deep hatred, his eyes suddenly filled with murderous intent.

——Sure enough, he shouldn’t have been spared just now!

Seeing the faint anger in this man's eyes, Fu Shiyu felt strange. After pondering for a moment, he smiled ambiguously: "Your Majesty, you don't need to get angry, Prince Hada is far less spectacular than you."

Chu Yan was stunned, not knowing what he meant by that.

Hu people have always been strong and strong, tall and big, and they heard that the thing down there was extremely fierce.

Fu Shiyu thought that Chu Yan was depressed because he lost to Hada in size, so he couldn't help but speak out the truth.

"...he is not as tall as you."

Rubbing his chin with his index finger, Fu Shiyu looked serious, without any intention of joking.

Chu Yan was puzzled, and when he thought about it, the veins on his forehead suddenly protruded, and he gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "—Get out!"

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