Cannon Fodder: Forced Counterattack

I don't know if it's because the sun has been out for too long, and there is still heat left on the ground. After lying down for a while, Ao Ran feels much warmer, and his whole body seems to be a little hot.

He took great pains to remove the gauze from his body. This kid didn't know whether it was human nature or insufficient IQ. He still used the best healing medicine. Except for the cut on his shoulder that he squeezed open again, all other injuries were all gone. It's healed, I just hope that the waking grass doesn't melt in all of it.

Then he used his internal strength to pat the stone slab, the thick slab only shook a few times, shook off a few pieces of soil by the wall, and then remained motionless, Ao Ran felt as if a few stones were pressed on it.

Maybe it was because of too much force, Ao Ran felt a lot hotter again, his palms were sweaty, he couldn't help touching his forehead, wondering if he had a fever, his forehead was very hot, his whole body seemed to be steaming, through the weak In the bright light, Ao Ran found that his arms and chest were a little red from the heat.

It was burning and burning, it was really unbearable, this fever was not like a fever, it was a little abnormal, a flash in his mind, Ao Ran suddenly remembered the word "exciting" that Jing Sheng said before he left, he couldn't help but feel a little bad.

Holding on to go down the steps, Ao Ran had no sense of time when he walked up to the candles on the table, but judging from the almost burnt candles on the table, it should have been a long time.

By the light of the candle, Ao Ran could clearly see a few grains of white powder scattered on the table. With trembling fingers, she picked up a few grains and put them on the tip of her nose. The fragrance was so faint that it was almost negligible. When throwing it away, some fell on the table.

Ao Ran couldn't resist punching the table, shaking the already crumbling candle completely extinguished, the broken table was also smashed into a hole, and he chopped down that little bastard Jing Sheng countless times in his heart.It was good not to move, but this movement of the whole body intensified the blood flow, and the hot air gathered directly under the body, and Ao Ran's legs shook a little.

It's really hot, hungry, sleepy, tired, unable to sleep, and the wound hurts.

Ao Ran felt that she had understood the literal meaning of the word "mixed feelings". As the saying goes, one learns one's wisdom by eating a pit. She really didn't have a long memory, and was tricked again. Why didn't she smell the ten thousand spring grass at that time? As for the taste, at least there is an impression in my mind, at least it won't take a long time to discover it.

But fortunately, I have been lying on the steps, far away, and I have not lost my mind due to the drug, at most it was just uncomfortable for a while, Ao Ran was in the dark, panting, and climbed to the steps again, this position is ventilated, so I can evacuate for a while , Take it easy.

……

Time has indeed passed for a long time, it is already dark outside, and the moon is half hanging in the sky.

Jing Fan stood on the top of a tree branch in the back mountain, the branch swayed in the wind under his toes, but the people on the tree were as stable as Mount Tai.A gust of autumn wind blew by, causing Jing Fan's black robe to flutter along with the leaves, making a whirring sound.

Although the sky was dark, the moon was bright, and the big rocks reflected the light, making them extremely conspicuous. Jing Fan flew down, and in the blink of an eye, he was standing beside the rocks without making a sound.

Compared with the top of the tree, it seems that there is no wind here, only the grass on the ground shakes occasionally, even the sound of birds is gone, it is quiet, but Jing Fan can clearly hear the sound of human breathing under the stone, and try his best to The suppressed calm became even more hasty.

Jing Fan was puzzled, what did Jing Sheng do?It seems to be tormenting people very painfully.

Jing Fan couldn't help but turn his eyes cold, and kicked away the few stones that were pressing on it. Jing Sheng spent a lot of effort to move those stones up, and now they are like tofu under Jing Fan's feet. , just kick it away, and it shattered into slag.

Ao Ran's ears hurt from the movement above his head, but the pain couldn't suppress his ecstasy at all, someone finally came, I don't know who it is?

After thinking about this question, I saw the answer. Ao Ran looked up at Jing Fan standing at the entrance of the cave. The man was wearing a fluttering long gown. His feet kicked away the stones and landed slowly. He was as stable as a mountain, with a bright moon above his head. , so bright and transparent, it reflects the majesty and tallness of this person, which is indeed a bit of the most stunning beauty in the world.

Ao Ran understands why the world likes the drama of a hero saving the beauty. Look, if nothing else, the sense of security of being saved is overwhelming.

Moreover, Jing Fan's station is like a landscape, his whole body exudes a dazzling light that directly shines into the hearts of the world, but unfortunately, his expression is a bit gloomy, which makes people feel a little daunted.

Ao Ran didn't care about his expression, he just smiled happily, "I thought I was going to spend the night here tonight, my savior."

Jing Fan stood still, looked down at him, and said calmly, "Come out."

Ao Ran held on to the wall with one hand, half-bent at the waist and forced himself up a step, this simple movement made him gasp, his whole body was burned uncomfortably, and he felt weak at the same time, but the elder brother above his head stood motionless , had no intention of helping at all.

Ao Ran smiled helplessly, and sighed, "Brother, help people to the end, at least give me a hand."

Jing Fan's eyes were dark, and his tone was as cold as water: "Climb up by yourself."

Ao Ran was stunned, and couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Jing Fan, this kind of aura is very similar to the feeling when we first met.

Something is wrong with this person today.

Are you stimulated by anything?

Ao Ran narrowed her eyes, lowered her head slightly, covered the look in her eyes, climbed up the steps step by step, half propped on the ground, until she leaned outside, she felt that the coolness at night made people feel very comfortable, but after being comfortable, she came back again In the boiling heat, Ao Ran wanted to stand upright, but she couldn't hold on anymore. She knelt down at Jing Fan's feet, gasping for breath. At first, she was thinking about how to deal with it, but now she really had more than enough energy, especially After falling to the ground, the wind blowing, really just want to sleep like this forever.

At this moment, his brain was burning like boiling water. Ao Ran reckoned that not only the Wanchuncao had worked, but he also had a fever.

Jing Fan looked at the person at his feet panting, looking a bit lingering. This person seemed to be like this when he died before, but there were differences. It should be worse than this at that time. A face, intertwined with fear and flattery, begging for mercy without a bottom line or backbone, blurted out, hoarse, like a puddle of mud at the door of the toilet, disgusting and hateful.

But now it’s a little different, it’s very embarrassing, but very plain, it must be uncomfortable to look at, the exposed skin is red, and the corners of the eyes are even redder, it’s obvious that it’s so uncomfortable that you want to cry, but you just don’t A drop of tears, let alone asking for help or fear, as if everything that happened was just a normal thing.

Jing Fan knelt down slowly, wanted to stretch out his hand, but held back, he didn't want to kill him yet, he was afraid that he would lose control of his inner strength and accidentally pinch this man to death.

Only when he got closer did he realize that it was indeed miserable enough. Today's hair should be combed by the maid he asked him to ask for, right?It was not fully combed up, and part of it was left to hang naturally. Now it has been rubbed into a mess, and the bottom part has been cut unevenly.

The white clothes were either bloodstained or muddy, hanging messily on his body, with a few faint wounds, looking a bit pale and helpless.Jing Fan remembered that at that time, he seemed to be wearing a rich golden robe. If he was standing alone, he would still have a bit of dignity, but if he had to kneel and kowtow all the time, he seemed a bit vulgar.

But now, he seems to seldom wear those gorgeous and rich clothes. He always wears simple and unremarkable solid-colored gowns, either blue or white, without embroidery or decoration. It is clearly this face and this person, but it is completely different. , without the arrogance and ignorance of the past, nor the sternness, greed and cowardice, but now it is calm and composed, always smiling, sometimes shallow, sometimes deep, but it can always light up the surroundings, like a steady My lord, but occasionally I will mess around with Jing Xiang and the others.

Why does a person become like this?Do you regret it?Want to come to redeem yourself?Or better disguised.

Jing Fan clenched his fists. Recently, he has been in control very well, but today he is a little irritable.

In the beginning, he couldn't control himself, whether it was his stern expression, his terrifying murderous aura, or his bloodthirsty desire to cut this person into pieces anytime, anywhere, he always went crazy The same goes out, but he wants to pretend to be plain, pretending to be the simple and beautiful young Patriarch of the Jing family.

Especially the fraternal smile he had when he was young, he has forgotten it, and he can't laugh anymore. He tried his best to pretend to be his former self, but there were some discrepancies. Fortunately, the change of this person can also make him more tolerant Some.

Ao Ran was a little confused from the fever, but seeing Jing Fan squatting here without moving for a long time, she couldn't help smiling, "What's the matter with you? Are you... happy today?" All of his mouth was full of steam, and his voice was hoarse. , and somewhat strangely tactful.

Ao Ran couldn't help coughing twice, suppressed the sour tone in her throat, and smiled awkwardly at Jing Fan.

Jing Fan seemed to be frozen, his pupils shrank slightly, "What medicine did Jing Sheng give you?"

Ao Ran sighed, "Sleeping... Xingcao, and Wan... Chuncao, you... you little bastard of your family, you have to take good care of it, killing people is not worth your life."

Jing Fan was stunned, no wonder he saw that his body was turning red, and he just thought it was a fever.

Ao Ran panted, "Is there... is there any antidote?"

Jing Fan didn't seem to hear it, but just took a deep breath, especially when he saw his red eyes, for some reason, he still didn't want this person to die, but he couldn't suppress his bloodthirsty desire Impulsive, inexplicably wanting him to hurt, want him to cry, want him to look pitiful.All of a sudden, Jing Fan remembered the scene of tears streaming down his face when he was hit by the grass, and his eyes were red at that time, which reminded him always.

Ao Ran didn't see his response for a while, thought for a while and guessed that this kind of medicine seems to have no antidote in general, so she propped herself up on the ground, forced herself to sit up, and lowered herself a head lower than the half-squatting person in front of her, "If there is no antidote, that's fine. Can you throw me into the hot spring? It's really... a bit hot."

Jing Fan stretched out his hand, stroked the hair on Ao Ran's forehead with his palm, brushed his brow with the tip of his thumb, and stayed in the corner of his eye, Ao Ran was stunned, trying to shake his dizzy head, but Jing Fan held his head halfway to restrain him "What... what's wrong?"