Listen to the king's order

As soon as he finished speaking, several arrows shot from behind, brushing against Jiang Qichen's flying clothes.He tightened the reins, and clamped his slender legs against the horse's belly, and the fire dragon immediately ran a little faster.

The fire dragon is indeed as Mu Feng said, it is not a supernatural product but a divine horse.It sensed the danger, and led them to run around in the mountains and forests. The cold arrows behind it gradually decreased, and the assassins were quickly lost.

Jiang Qichen rested his chin on Mu Feng's shoulder, let out a sigh of relief, and loosened his hand holding the rein a little. He leaned close to Mu Feng's ear, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's safe for now."

Mu Feng nodded lightly in his arms, and then said worriedly: "Oops, we're leaving, what about Dona and Mr. Jing?"

"It's okay." Jiang Qichen moved his body impatiently, and said in a low voice, "With the effort of the two of them, escape is more than enough."

"That's right, what if we get separated?"

"After leaving this forest, leave a mark along the way, and Jing Xing will naturally find him."

Mu Feng smiled: "Brother Qichen, it's still your thoughtful arrangement."

"Yeah." Jiang Qichen said flatly, "Why don't you call me by my name?"

Mu Feng was taken aback: "Huh?"

"You just..." Jiang Qichen gritted his teeth, and couldn't help trembling slightly: "You called my name."

Mu Feng recalled it carefully, just now he seemed to have yelled out of desperation.

"Hmm...Brother Qichen, what time is it, why do you still care about these trivial things..."

"It's not a trivial matter." Jiang Qichen interrupted himself, and said seriously: "For me, this is more... than anything else..."

"You..." Mu Feng felt that Jiang Qichen was indeed crazy, he turned his head to see if Jiang Qichen's expression was as serious as his voice.As soon as he looked sideways, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, his heart froze, Mu Feng's eyes widened slightly, and his voice suddenly lost its temperature: "When did you get hit by an arrow!"

I saw a sharp arrow passing through Jiang Qichen's left shoulder impressively, the arrow was triangular in shape and shone coldly, and there was actually a hook hanging on it!

His snow-white clothes were already stained red with blood, and cold sweat frequently ran down the corners of his smooth forehead, hanging on the side of his face in a precarious manner.

Jiang Qichen's eyes were slightly closed, his brows were furrowed, and his face turned pale from blood loss.

He moved his lips, and the arms around Mu Feng's waist relaxed for a moment, but he quickly put them together again, and said weakly, "You're not hurt...that's good..."

"madman."

Mu Feng said something viciously, grabbed the rein with one hand, and stretched out the other hand from the fox fur to grab Jiang Qichen's wrist tightly.The fire dragon was already running fast, if Jiang Qichen lost his strength and fell off the horse at this moment, the consequences would be disastrous.

He smoothed the dragon's mane soothingly, and said in a deep voice, "Fire dragon, find a place where you can shelter from the wind."

The divine horse understands human nature, and immediately shuttled back and forth between the mountains and forests when he got the order.

Mu Feng shook his wrist, caught a glimpse of Jiang Qichen's tightly furrowed brows, and the coldly shining arrow lying on his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Jiang Qichen, you can't die here. "

Jiang Qichen's thoughts were a little wandering, but he still held his breath and raised his weightless eyelashes. He chuckled softly, his voice trembling with pain: "No...we still have a long...a long time to go. For the rest of my life..."

He spoke very slowly, as if he had exhausted all his strength, but he was extremely serious.

Mu Feng froze, his face was cold, obviously not very good-looking: "You better stop talking nonsense."

Huolong led Mu Feng and Jiang Qichen all the way through, and gradually slowed down before reaching a cave in the deep mountain.Mu Feng grabbed the rein in his hand, touched Huolong's ears affectionately, and praised: "Good job."

Mu Feng turned sideways slightly, grabbed Jiang Qichen's hand around his waist, grabbed him and jumped off the horse.The moment he landed, Mu Feng's heel trembled, his eyes moved slightly, and he gritted his teeth imperceptibly.

Wrapping Jiang Qichen's waist with one hand, and grabbing his arm with the other to lean against his shoulder, Mu Feng frowned and glanced at the drowsy Jiang Qichen, and said softly, "Brother Qichen, there is a cave ahead, let's go in first." Treat the wound."

Jiang Qichen responded vaguely, and tried his best to open his eyes to look at the surrounding environment. Although he was supported by someone, he still shifted his weight a little, and leaned vaguely on Mu Feng's body.

Mu Feng carried Jiang Qichen into the cave, and the howling cold wind was immediately blocked out. Taking advantage of the scattered moonlight, he found a clean place to help Jiang Qichen sit down, and leaned him against the mountain wall.Then he patted Jiang Qichen's face lightly, and said softly, "Don't sleep yet, I'll find some dead wood to make a fire, don't move and wait for me to come back."

Jiang Qichen leaned against the mountain wall and nodded weakly, then softly grabbed Mu Feng's hand: "You...be careful..."

Mu Feng patted his hand twice comfortingly: "Don't worry."

Mu Feng trotted out of the cave, the mountain wind at night in winter was really not to be underestimated, he didn't feel cold when he was tense before, but when he stopped now, he suddenly felt that the wind was piercing.

He wrapped himself tightly in the fox fur, and picked up a pile of dead wood from local materials.As soon as he entered the cave, he saw Jiang Qichen leaning on the side and staring at the entrance of the cave. Seeing him coming back, he immediately relaxed his body and hung his head weakly.

Mu Feng felt a pain in his heart, and the hand holding the dead wood suddenly tightened.With a sullen face, he threw the dead wood on the ground, took out a torch from his cuff, and lightly blew on the weeds at hand to start a fire.

The weeds were flammable, and soon a small fire was set up with the dead wood.

Mu Feng walked to Jiang Qichen's side, and looked at his wound by the light of the fire. The long arrow was still stuck in his shoulder, and he had to pull it out.

"I'll pull out the arrow for you." Mu Feng said, first he broke the barbed arrow cluster with all his strength, and then moved his hand to the arrow tail. He pressed Jiang Qichen's arm and glanced at his face. , said softly: "You bear it."

Jiang Qichen closed his eyes and responded in a low voice. Due to the loss of internal strength due to injury and blood loss, the temperature of his whole body dropped sharply, and the chill also invaded him.

Mu Feng's hand was fast, pulling out the long arrow almost as soon as he finished speaking.He paid attention to Jiang Qichen's expression, saw that he was only frowning deeply when he was pulling out the arrow, and he didn't even hum.

The long arrow was pulled out, and more blood flowed out from the blood hole on Jiang Qichen's shoulder.Mu Feng carefully unbuttoned Jiang Qichen's clothes, revealing his strong arms.

I saw the wound on his left shoulder turned outward ferociously, the hooks on the arrow cluster mercilessly smashed his flesh and blood, and blood flowed out from the wound.In addition, there were large rashes on the rest of the smooth skin on his body, densely packed like red ants.

Mu Feng stared blankly at the red rash for a moment, his fingertips trembling slightly, he pushed off the fox fur on his body, grabbed the corner of his clothes, tore off a long piece of cloth, and pressed it on the bleeding hole.

Yin Hong quickly soaked the cloth, and it sticky on Mu Feng's hands.

He shook Jiang Qichen's hand and called out, "Qichen?"

Jiang Qichen's sanity became more and more blurred, and the pain and overwhelming tiredness were overwhelming him, but he still replied shallowly: "I am..."

Mu Feng tore another piece of cloth from his body, and said stubbornly, "You can't die here."

Jiang Qichen's body became softer and softer, and his voice became softer and softer. The crackling of the fire beside him almost covered up his murmur, but Mu Feng still heard it.

Jiang Qichen's thin lips moved slightly, and he murmured, "I won't die, you...don't go."

Mu Feng's coat had been torn badly, and several blood-red cloth balls were thrown on the ground. When Mu Feng finally stopped Jiang Qichen's bleeding and wrapped up his wound with cloth material, the man was already unconscious.

Mu Feng spread his hands in front of his eyes, and by the light of the fire, he saw that his hands were dripping with fresh blood, some places were not completely dry, and the scarlet red flowed into rivers in his palms.

He took a breath with some difficulty, and clenched his palms into fists. The moistness of his fingertips touched the palm without stopping, but he clenched it even harder. Blood soon dripped from that palm, mixed with Jiang Qichen's, and gradually blend.

Mu Feng looked at Jiang Qichen coldly, and there were too many incomprehensible emotions in his eyes.

He stood up, turned around and left the cave, took out a jar of Zui Sanqiu from the entrainment of the fire dragon, unsealed it and poured it into his mouth.

The strong wind rolled the fox fur on his body, causing goosebumps. The hot liquor passed through his throat and flowed down the esophagus to all the limbs.The blood in Mu Feng's whole body boiled, as if only in this way could he resist the invasion of the cold, only in this way could he feel that he was still alive.

Mu Feng's cheeks turned rosy after drinking a jug of strong wine. He slammed the wine jug on a tree trunk not far away. The crisp sound seemed to awaken his chaotic thoughts.

Mu Feng stood outside the cave for a full half an hour, until the cold wind from the call sign lowered his body temperature from a jar of strong wine again.

Mu Feng stepped up to Jiang Qichen's side, but saw that his brows were tightly frowned, his face was pale, and his body seemed to be still trembling slightly.

He lowered his body, and pressed the back of his hand that was not stained with blood to Jiang Qichen's forehead. His hand was icy cold, but the temperature under his hand was terribly hot.Mu Feng's expression froze, and the psychological defense line that had been rebuilt with great difficulty fell apart again.

With a sullen face, he glared at Jiang Qichen viciously.But his hands kept moving, he pulled Jiang Qichen into his arms, carefully avoided his wound, and moved a little closer to the fire.Then she opened her loose fox fur and wrapped Jiang Qichen tightly.

Of the two of them, one was as cold as ice, and the other was as hot as gold.

Drowsy, Jiang Qichen only felt that there was something cool beside him, which could just relieve the heat around him, so he couldn't help but stick it tighter.And Mu Feng hugged Jiang Qichen expressionlessly, feeling the scorching heat coming from that person's body, his cold hands and feet gradually warmed up.

Outside the cave, the wind was howling, and in the cave, two figures nestled under the flames, and it was unknown who had saved the other.