075 Dream Love: Missing the Beautiful Scenery

In the north of the southern Xinjiang country, there is a lonely mountain in the south of the northern region, there is a small village called Fengming Village behind the mountain, the village is very small, but more than 20 households, because of its special geographical location, so it does not belong to the southern Xinjiang country or the northern region.

It was already the season of warm wicker green in spring, but there was a heavy snowfall inexplicably, and soon, the whole village was covered with snow.

In a stone house in the southernmost part of the stockade, a girl in a coarse cloth shirt was looking intently at the man lying on the bed, his eyebrows were thick as ink, his facial features were handsome and picturesque, he was very good-looking, better than any man in the stockade, so she liked to stare at him.

Looking at it, the girl uncontrollably stretched out her hand and slowly stroked the man's face, and then traced it carefully along the contours of his face, with a broad forehead, thick black eyebrows, a tall nose, and finally stopped on his thin lips without blood, and suddenly thought of a certain picture, and his face turned red.

The throbbing pain in his heart made the man lying on the bed curl up involuntarily, his ink-like eyebrows twisted together deeply, and his handsome face twisted to one side because of the discomfort in his heart.

The man's expression startled the girl, she subconsciously retracted her fingers, and looked at him nervously, what was wrong with him?

He had been lying quietly for more than two months, and if he hadn't been breathing, he would have been like a dead man.

"Hey...... Hey......" The girl tried to shake his arm.

The man on the bed grabbed her hand at once, and the girl instinctively wanted to break free, but he grabbed it tighter and tighter, so that she couldn't break free.

"Rourou ......" popped out of the man's chest with a muffled cry, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"What?" the girl didn't hear what he was shouting clearly, a little curious, but more of a surprise, he could finally speak, and he was no longer a "living dead".

The man's lips moved again but didn't make a sound, then he let go of her hand and clenched it into a fist.

"Brother, brother, come and see, he can move, he can speak. The young girl shouted loudly, and although she was not sure whether his "behavior" was a good or bad sign, he did react.

Hearing her shout, a tall young man with slightly dark skin walked in.

"Lianxiu, why did you come here again?What kind of body does a girl have to guard a big man?" Seeing the girl sitting in front of the bed, the young man frowned slightly, even if this sleeping man would not hurt her, but he was a man after all, and it was always inappropriate for an unmarried woman to run to a man's room every day.

"I just want to know how he's doing?" the woman named Renxiu stuck out her tongue, she just wanted to see him, and her footsteps always moved uncontrollably.

"Really just want to see how he is?" Lian Qing glanced at Lian Xiu, his sister was already a big girl, and he knew her little caution, but in the face of a person who came from an unknown place and didn't know whether she was alive or dead, he would never allow her to save that heart, his parents died early, and he promised his parents to take good care of her.

The man on the bed, which he had found in a dry hole at the foot of the mountain when he had gone hunting, was covered in blood and leaning against a rock, and he thought he was dead, so he went forward to search for anything of value.

In the past two months, the war between the southern Xinjiang and the northern regions has continued, although it will not affect their stockades, but at the foot of the mountain, it is common to see decomposing corpses, and I don't know which country they belong to, maybe both countries.

They would often find something of value on those corpses, just to survive.

Lian Qing searched all over him and only found a sachet, and he didn't find anything, he was about to turn around, but his arm was grabbed, at that moment he was really startled, his first thought was, is it "deceitful corpse"?

"Master, please raise your noble hand and let me go, I swear, I will bury you well. He said in a trembling voice, why is he so unlucky, he didn't find anything, and he encountered such a thing.

"Rourou ......" The person who grabbed his arm spit out two words vigorously, because his breath was weak, Lian Qing didn't hear what he was shouting.

Lian Qing, who was originally frightened, mustered up the courage to turn around, but saw that the man blinked vigorously, and Lian Qing's frightened heart fell back, it turned out that it was not a "fraudulent corpse" but still alive.

In the face of people who still have a breath, Lian Qing naturally couldn't ignore it, so he wasted a lot of effort to drag him home, and then asked the doctor in the village to help him treat his wounds and bandage them simply, which should be regarded as accumulating virtue and doing good.

That night, this man has a high fever that does not go away, even the doctor is helpless, and Lian Qing is very helpless and throws him on the stone slab outside, whether he lives or dies can only depend on his personal creation, he has tried his best, if he can't survive, he can only pray that he will be reincarnated as soon as possible.

I don't know if it's God favoring him, or if it's really fate, when Lian Qing opened the door to see him the next day, his fever not only subsided, but his breathing was also unusually stable, so Lian Qing dragged him into the house again.

It's just that what Lian Qing didn't expect was that he slept a little long this night, and there was no sign of waking up for more than two months, and even the well-informed eighth uncle in the village didn't know what was going on.

"Brother......" Lianxiu pulled the corners of her clothes embarrassedly, it was the age of Twenty-eight Huaichun, seeing such a tall and handsome man, how could there be no small ripples in her heart.

"Rourou ......," the man lying on the bed called again.

This time, even Qing and Lianxiu heard clearly what he was shouting?

It sounded like a person's name, and it should be a woman's name, Lian Xiu couldn't help but pout, how could he call a woman's name.

"Rou rou ......," the man continued.

"Lianxiu, you look, I'll call Eighth Uncle. Glancing at the man on the bed, Lian Qingdao.

Lianxiu nodded.

Lian Qing went to call Uncle Eight, while Lian Xiu stood by the bed and stared at the man on the bed, listening to him call the same name over and over again.

She stepped forward cautiously, and was about to lean over to take a look, when the man's eyes suddenly opened.

"Ah!" Seeing the man's green eyes, Lianxiu couldn't help but scream.

"Who's here?" the man asked in a cold voice, why was it so dark that he couldn't see anything, and he rolled his eyes, which were still pitch black.

"I ...... I...... It was my brother who saved you, my brother him, and he went to call Uncle Eight. Slowed down, Shen Lianxiu said timidly, why did his voice sound so scary?

"You said your brother saved me?" the man followed the prestige, but saw no one except for the black eyes.

"Yes. Lianxiu nodded, he was so warm when he was lying down, this awakening was really scary, especially his green eyes, which made people tremble when they looked at him, who was he?

"Where is this?" After a pause, Murong Wenyu said, yes, this man who was rescued by Lian Qing was Murong Wenyu.

"This is Fengming Village. Lianxiu whispered.

"Fengming Village?" Murong Wenyu frowned, he hadn't heard of this name.

The northern region and the southern Xinjiang country live next to each other, although there is no contact, but for so many years they have been peaceful, the new emperor of the northern region succeeded to the throne in the autumn, and the new emperor who is eager to have good results took the initiative to provoke a war with the southern Xinjiang country.

Murong Wenyu was ordered to go on the expedition, and that day it happened that Xiaolian was framed and poisoned, looking at Jian Xiyan's dejected look, he couldn't say anything about his going out.

The successive events made him unable to let go of her, but he couldn't take her with him, for her safety, Murong Wenyu sent her to Shui Ying, who was the person he trusted the most.

Sending away Jian Xiyan Murong Wenyu rushed back to the General's Mansion overnight, he arranged for someone to successfully replace Xiaolian and send her back to Jian's Mansion, although Liu Yuying knew that Murong Wenyu was willing to protect her, but he was helpless, and only after all this was arranged, he led his troops to set off.

I thought that he would be able to triumph in just over a month, but due to the bad weather, the war stopped from time to time, and this fight lasted more than two months, and both sides suffered heavy casualties, and finally he narrowly won.

Finally I could see his tenderness, she must have resented her discarding, and he would definitely explain it to her after meeting.

When he came, he was full of soldiers who could not see the end at a glance, but at the moment there were less than a thousand people, when he was fifteen years old, he led the troops to fight for the first time, and experienced dozens of battles large and small, which was the most serious casualties, as a general, he was very ashamed, and when he went back, he would give the emperor to resign as a general.

The group was walking back on foot, perhaps because the rain and snow were too abundant during this time, and from time to time sand and gravel rolled down, and Murong Wenyu, who walked to the back of the team, saw a huge stone falling down on his team, and he flew over without thinking about it.

Originally, his kung fu was enough to turn the danger into a disaster, but after many days of fighting, his physical strength had already been exhausted, and the sudden momentum made him roll up with the stone.

"General....." The others shouted in unison, but they were no longer able to return to the sky, so they could only watch Murong Wenyu and the boulder roll down the cliff together, and they couldn't even see a trace.

After searching for many days to no avail, the gang had to give up.

When Murong Wenyu woke up the next day, he found himself lying at the bottom of the mountain, he struggled to get up, and then walked out along the foot of the mountain, he didn't know how long he had walked, and finally he couldn't move for half a minute and fell into a dry hole.

At that moment, what he thought about most in his mind was his tenderness, thinking about her laughter, her voice, the mouth she pursed when she was angry, and said that she would protect her for the rest of her life, how could she lose her words.

The only remaining consciousness has always reminded him that he must live, and he must not leave Rourou alone in this world.