Xianjun, please calm down

At this time, Xianjun spoke from behind: "How are you? Come back if you can't do it!"

Wang Dazhuang was feeling distressed, and when he heard the words, his heart felt sour, and he said loudly with a shivering voice, "Okay! Why not?! The water is not cold at all!"

Yu Changqing: ...I believe in your evil!

Wang Dazhuang is an ordinary person, and entering this cold pool will hurt his body very much. Fortunately, he drank Yu Changqing's blood before. When I was in front of the red jade vine, I felt that my whole body was frozen into a popsicle, the kind that would break if hit.

He raised his stiff hands that were not working well, carefully picked off the few red jade fruits, and put them properly into the small cloth bag tied around his waist for dry food. The dry food in the cloth bag had been cleaned in advance He took it out, put the fruit in it, lifted the small bag high, turned around and walked back, although the cold pool was overbearing, the water was not deep, and the deepest part did not reach his chest. Xiaobao held his head high, walked back with stiff legs, step by step.

However, when he finally reached the shore, his hands and feet were stiff and he couldn't climb up. Yu Changqing's legs were weak and he couldn't stand up, but he couldn't wait in the same place. During Wang Dazhuang's back and forth, he had already moved to the pond little by little. Seeing that Da Zhuang couldn't get ashore, he quickly stretched out his hand to pull him, but he was almost dragged down by Da Zhuang who couldn't control his hands and feet. It took a lot of effort for the two of them to let Wang Dazhuang land successfully.

Wang Dazhuang was lying on the ground upright, his whole body was cold, and he was still holding the bag stiffly. He could only use his eyes to signal Yu Changqing to take it, but he couldn't even utter a word. He felt that his tongue was It was frozen hard, no wonder Yu Changqing refused to let him into the water, it turned out that the water could really freeze people to death, but fortunately he was young and strong, full of firepower, so he could withstand it.

Yu Changqing couldn't care less about the small bag, he just took it off and put it aside, busy doing what Wang Dazhuang had done to him before: stripping his clothes.

Fortunately, Wang Dazhuang had dried his previous clothes outside, and the summer sun was hot, so they dried quickly. Just now, Wang Dazhuang was afraid that he would be cold, so he wrapped them all around his body. Putting off his own clothes, he hugged him in his arms again, rubbed his hands to cover his face, but he was a cold-spirited spirit body, born with a cold body, so he couldn't warm others.

Yu Changqing looked at his icy hands and Wang Dazhuang, who was so cold that he couldn't speak, suddenly a surge of anger surged into his heart, and he couldn't help but punch the ground, but now he is swimming in the shallow sea, and he can open mountains in the past Lie Shi punched his palm with anger at this moment, but he couldn't even make a small hole. For the first time since he was injured, he resented his own powerlessness from the bottom of his heart.

After such a toss, the wound on Yu Changqing's wrist opened again, and the blood stained the cloth used as a bandage. Wang Dazhuang couldn't speak, so he used his eyeballs to signal that his wrist was bleeding. Yu Changqing looked down. Look, he thought of something in an instant, he raised his hand and pulled it off, violently tore off the cloth strip, scratched the wound again, and pulled it even bigger, then he put the bloody wound on Wang Dazhuang's. On the edge of his mouth, he said in a deep voice: "Drink some more, it can help you resist the cold poison."

Wang Dazhuang watched his series of movements, his eyes bulged out of anger, and seeing him bring the wound close, he really didn't want to drink, but the wound had been torn open, if he didn't drink, Xianjun's blood would be wasted, so he had to try his best to control his mouth Open it a little, and let the bright red blood flow into your mouth.

Xianjunren looked at the fairy air fluttering, his blood was actually slightly sweet with a hint of coolness, he looked like an iceman, Wang Dazhuang thought in his heart, he would buy some blood-enriching herbs from Uncle Wang when he went back, boil it In order to drink it for Xianjun, Xianjun's blood is almost drained after a day of tossing, even Xianjun can't stand this, look at that unreasonably beautiful face, is there any humanity?

But even if he is so embarrassing and haggard, Xianjun is so good-looking that people can't take his eyes off, and even have a desire to protect him. Sure enough, Xianjun is Xianjun, and he is beautiful no matter what.

After a while, Wang Dazhuang slowed down a bit. He saw that Yu Changqing was still trying to pull the wound, and he didn't know where the strength came from. He grabbed his injured wrist and hugged him directly, freezing into a strip. He turned over with all his strength, protected the hand that had suffered so much under his body, and squinted at Yu Changqing from the corner of his eyes, as if to say: "I see how you still grab it!"

Yu Changqing was about to be laughed at by him, and felt that the feeding was almost done, so he let him hold that hand, no longer resisting, and his strength relaxed, because the pain that he had ignored was overwhelming. For a while, his eyes turned black, and the smell of blood welled up in his throat, but in order not to frighten the "short" idiot on the ground, he endured it abruptly, and slowly lay down on the ground. On the ground, he carefully adjusted his breathing.

The two stayed in the cave for a long time, and the skylight from the top of the cave had turned into moonlight. Wang Dazhuang finally regained his ability to move. The two supported each other and shivered out of the cold cave.

It was already dark, and the two of them looked like they were going to fall without being pushed. Going down the mountain rashly is definitely not a good choice. Fortunately, this valley is still safe, so we can only stay here for one night, and we will go down the mountain tomorrow morning .

The two disabled people moved outside. Although it was cool in the mountains at night, the temperature in summer nights was not very low. At least it was not as cold as in the cave with the cold pool. Their clothes had been completely changed. , Yu Changqing was wearing Wang Dazhuang's green shirt, and Wang Dazhuang was wrapped in Yu Changqing's wide-sleeved robe. He felt like a monkey stealing a fairy's clothes. It's a pity on him, don't get it dirty or damaged or something, but Xianjun's eyes are sharp, and he dare not take it off, he can only feel the soft cloth like the wind in pain and happiness.

On the contrary, Xianjun is Xianjun, even if he puts on his coarse cloth gown, it is still difficult to hide his charm, and by the way, the robe has also been improved not much, but it is a pity that Xianjun, who is full of fairy spirit, is very weak, and his complexion is as white as white. It is to become a feather, which is really distressing.

Wang Dazhuang slowed down for a while, felt much better, and his hands and feet were completely flexible, so he settled Yu Changqing, picked up some branches and dry firewood nearby, and lit a fire with flint that was not wet on the bank before entering the water , took out the dry food that I brought in the morning, heated it up, and fed it to Yu Changqing.

Yu Changqing didn't need to eat at all, and wanted to leave this dry food to Wang Dazhuang, but Wang Dazhuang's expression of fear and fear of his sudden death made him unable to refuse, so he could only reluctantly eat a few mouthfuls, which was regarded as An'an. Wang Dazhuang's heart.