With a twist of his ankle, Ji Wushuang spun around in an instant, only to feel that he had lost consciousness by a heavy blow on his body.

He had a dream—a nightmare he had when he was a child, when his father was walking between the corridors in his night coat, and suddenly a sword flash flashed, the sword marks broke through his chest, and blood sprayed hot on his face. He looked at everyone, laughing, mocking, everything in front of him was red.

"Ahh

"Have a nightmare?" Lord Feng got a silk handkerchief from somewhere, and it wasn't a sackcloth that he took casually anyway.

The cold sweat beads on Ji Wushuang's forehead were clear, he wiped it vigorously, and asked indifferently, "Where did we fall?"

Lord Feng's face was not good, especially the pale lips that only highlighted the red at the corners of his mouth.

"Rolling down the hill is not the usual way up the mountain, and I don't know. "The road that even Lord Feng doesn't know, Ji Wushuang is planted, how could he suddenly fall into this unknown place with a weak foot. As her eyes wandered around, she undoubtedly caught a glimpse of her wounds.

"You-are injured?" Ji Wushuang looked at the abrasion on her right shoulder, although it was only a bruise, it was bleeding.

Lord Feng was covering his wounds, and there was only a slight trace of pain at the corner of his mouth, "It's okay, a small injury." ”

Abrasions are naturally minor, but if an old injury recurs—

Ji Wu tore off a piece of the corner of his clothes with his hands and feet, found a clean mountain stream and clear water, and then looked for some herbs to stop bleeding from the side. This set of actions did not pause at all, and it was too skillful.

"Hey?" Lord Feng's wound was pressed by him with medicinal herbs, and there was pain between his eyebrows for a moment, but in an instant, he was puzzled by the man in front of him. His skill in finding herbs with such precision, coupled with his superb martial arts, made Lord Feng suspicious.

"The recurrence of an old wound is not a trivial matter, it will kill people. Ji Wushuang lowered his head and tore another piece of cloth.

"Ji Forget—" she suddenly stopped him, "how did you recognize those herbs?"

Ji Wushuang's eyes must be certain, if he knew that he wouldn't save her, then Lord Feng would definitely doubt his identity.

With a melancholy feeling between his eyebrows and not knowing how to answer, Lord Feng asked first, "You must have been injured a lot before, didn't you......" There was no blame or doubt in his tone, just a simple pity. Ji Wushuang's eyes fell into endless memories, and the injuries on his body were too many to count.

The new injuries have not dried, the old injuries have not healed, for Ji Wushuang, this is survival.

"People in the rivers and lakes will inevitably have injuries on their bodies. ”

To put it mildly, Lord Feng looked at Ji Wang's back, and suddenly felt depressed, like the last fallen leaves in autumn, after watching his companions wither, there was only indifference in his heart that saw through everything.

"Ji Wang—" she stopped him again, "why did you come back?"

Ji Wushuang didn't want to answer, so he continued to understate, "People in the rivers and lakes are angry." ”

Maybe he was amused by his words, or maybe Lord Feng liked to laugh in the first place, because under this smile, all of Ji Wushuang's painful expressions could be relieved.

"What about Lord Feng—" His eyes deepened, and the green shade shone with a subtle light, mottled and detached.

"Why did Lord Feng insist on going alone, knowing that it was to send him to death. ”

Lord Feng smiled on his lips, and suddenly sat up energetically, "Ji Forget, you know, why do I want to be a patrolman?"

In order to catch the thief, Ji Wushuang smiled bitterly in his heart, how could there be such a righteous person.

"My father was a patrolman, and during his tenure he solved countless cases, and the people respected him. "Naturally, Ji Wushuang's father is also loved by the poor people, but one of them is an official and the other is a thief.

"Until one day—" His gaze stayed under the colorful halo, "my father led his troops up the mountain to suppress the bandits, and the mountain bandits broke away from my father and killed all the soldiers who accompanied him." Only my father survived......"

Later, when his father killed the bandits and gave him a chance to be promoted, he always felt guilty that he had not brought all the brothers back and remained in this town. Until the last day, he still guiltily told me that if he hadn't acted separately that day, those brothers would not have died. ”

Ji Wushuang looked at her, looking at those sparkling eyes, such a sincere feeling, and the sadness in his heart was actually empathy with her.

"So Ji Forget—" Her eyes were as gentle as water, like her eyes in the smoke, "I don't want to regret it, therefore, I won't leave you." ”

The wet cloth in Ji Wu's hands was dripping with water droplets, and in such a quiet place, except for the sound of insects, the most obvious thing to hear was the heartbeat.

"I-" He didn't know what to say at this point, but handed her a damp cloth covered with herbs, "I won't let you die." ”

Ji Wushuang secretly looked at the person behind him, who was sitting here, but he was worried about his colleagues on the mountain.

Are those people really that important? In Ji Wushuang's eyes, there is actually nothing wrong with living and dying together? There is nothing wrong with being alone.

Perhaps, that's a woman.

"Lord Feng, how do we get out?" This slope naturally constitutes a big pit, it is easy to go down, but it is very difficult to go up.

"You stay, I'll step you out, and I'll find someone to save you. ”

"Do you still want to go up the mountain?" Ji Wushuang didn't understand how persistent this woman was.

Lord Feng's eyes were calm and firm, everything she believed was right, the best decision. Because of that sentence, she didn't want to regret it......

"Ji Wang, I will find someone to save you, don't worry. ”

"I'm not at ease. Ji Wushuang simply sat on the ground, "If a hungry wolf falls in after you leave, won't I be eaten." If any bandits found me, wouldn't I be dead? Anyway, either go together or stay together. ”

Lord Feng's eyes deepened, and everyone could hear Ji Wushuang's tricks, but he didn't want her to go up the mountain.

At night, it was cold in the mountains for some reason, and when they went up the mountain, they just wore a single uniform costume, and they didn't think about spending the night here.

"Ji Forget—"

Ji Wushuang was holding a branch in his mouth, and the fire in front of him was burning more and more vigorously.

"Ji Wang, ahem-"

He hurriedly got up and walked towards her, Lord Feng's face was ugly, and his hands were cold and clutched his sleeves.

"I've thought about it, you'd better go first—" Her eyes fluttered and landed in the deepest part of the firelight, "find my brother and they'll come back to me." ”

"I said - what if after I left, you were eaten by hungry wolves and killed by mountain bandits?" he opened the wound, which had already festered, and his herbs were not always right, and sometimes they were wrong.

"Ji Forget—I don't blame you. ”

Ji Wushuang smiled bitterly, "But I will regret it, you said that your father regretted it for life, but if it was your father who sacrificed at the beginning, would those people regret it?"

People are always similar and want a perfect ending, but what God has taught you is choice.

The clothes belt slipped and fell, and it landed lightly on the branches, and the man in front of Lord Feng came shirtless, and he didn't have the strength to resist. Her body was lifted lightly, and she felt a warmth coming from all directions. That kind of spark burned more and more in front of her eyes-

She didn't understand why this man didn't leave, why she regretted it.