"Is this the wind chill of you humans, I feel like my whole head is going to explode......"

Linglong said weakly, but there was no sign of getting up. "I don't have an appetite, you can put it there. ”

"But......" Qin Hao frowned slightly, "If you don't eat something, you will be even more uncomfortable." ”

"No, I don't. Linglong said weakly, and then closed her eyes, "When have you ever seen a starving holy beast?" ”

"If you don't eat, it's going to be. Qin Hao smiled a little helplessly.

"Well, eat a little bit. ”

When the words fell, Qin Hao was a little embarrassed, he felt that his words were too naïve.

Unexpectedly, Linglong opened her beautiful eyes and looked at Qin Hao with incredible eyes. Leaning slightly, she barely supported her body and half-sat on the bed.

She only picked up the ginger soup and swallowed it in small gulps with a frown, "Ah, this thing is too hard to swallow." But I feel a lot warmer, thanks to you......"

She usually likes to talk the most, but now her breath is so sluggish that she doesn't even bother to roll her eyelids.

The large amount of sugar in the ginger soup warmed her up, but if she didn't eat something, her condition would definitely worsen.

Sick people have the worst appetite, but they always need something to eat. Qin Hao held the fish soup, and when it was just warm, he served a bowl and brought it to the tip of his nose.

Joan's nose twitched, and Linglong opened her eyes vaguely, "Hmm...... You can leave it alone, and when I wake up later, I'll eat it myself. ”

When you are sick, you never wake up. Qin Hao sighed slightly, and carefully picked up a teaspoon, "Take a small bite, I spent a long time boiling it." ”

Even though he was extremely reluctant, he was embarrassed to let Qin Hao maintain this posture for too long. Linglong had no choice but to open her mouth slightly and swallow the fish soup.

After swallowing the first bite, her frowning brow stretched, this slimy thing didn't seem to be as bad as she imagined.

"Do you like to drink?"

"Like. ”

Qin Hao handed the small bowl to her, "If you like it, drink it up, and then sleep obediently, and promise that getting up tomorrow morning will make you much easier." ”

This time, Linglong did not refuse. She drank the fish soup very carefully, wiped the corners of her mouth, covered the quilt again, and slept upright...... This time, she slept soundly and breathed evenly. Qin Hao was a little relieved, closed the doors and windows and went out.

It will take two days to get to the wasteland, and Linglong's body has improved, and the fever has subsided in half an afternoon, and she has finally recovered.

Qin Hao served three meals a day thoughtfully, and changed the method without the same, which restored a lot of strength to Linglong.

In the early morning of the third day, the ship docked, Qin Hao ordered the whale shark to wait in place, and the two of them landed on the desolate soil.

The wilderness is desolate as far as the eye sees. The reddish-brown earth stretched forward, and the bare mounds were hidden in the miasma that curled in the distance.

The cold and dry weather in the north made the grain grow slowly, resulting in a barren and desolate region, and it lived by fighting and plundering all day long.

Even if the Decepticon is in power now, it will not be able to change this status quo for a while. And this place is the place where the exchange of fire between Yue Wushan and the Deception Bow is concentrated.

Even though there is no large-scale war between the two sides, there are constant small frictions, and there are no longer a few unjust souls who died tragically.

As soon as she got off the boat, Linglong looked at the layers of biogas around her, as well as the strong smell of death, and couldn't help frowning, "What kind of place is this, why do I feel so uncomfortable?"

"Perennial war-torn place, known as the Howling Wasteland. It is rumored that ten thousand ghosts are heard crying at night, as the name suggests. Qin Hao looked around vigilantly, and seeing that there was no news, he smiled lightly and said, "Moreover, the elixir that can restore your body is here." ”

"This kind of place can grow elixir?" Linglong couldn't help but wonder about the barren soil.

"Just follow me. Qin Hao smiled and didn't say anything, but set off towards a place in the wasteland. Even if she had doubts in her heart, Linglong had to follow.

On the verge of the battle between the two armies, corpses were indispensable. The whole corpse was taken away, and some of the lone corpses were left with only half a skeleton, which was pulled everywhere by wild dogs and jackals.

In the dead place where death qi and miasma are rampant, there will never be an elixir, so Linglong has always followed Qin Hao suspiciously.

Seeing her doubts, Qin Hao explained with a smile:

"In countless battles and deaths, there will be strong-willed human souls that spontaneously condense in one place to form a flesh reishi. This Lingzhi contains a powerful soul power, just enough to activate the Holy Blood and bring you back to the top. ”

With a slight frown, Linglong muttered, "It sounds disgusting." ”

"Good medicine is bitter, bear with it......"

In this barrenness, they walked for a long time. Over a barren mountain, and across a stream below, to another barren soil.

Although it is desolate, there are some grass and trees scattered here, and there are traces of soldiers camping, and there is a stream in the distance, which is not an eyesore.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew from behind, Qin Hao subconsciously turned around, but felt a cold spear blade against his throat, "Who are you!"

Looking back, this person is heavily armored, a childish face is full of vigilance, and the spear in his hand is stable, it seems that he should be a battle-hardened veteran.

"Get out of here!"

Exquisite eyes flashed with a touch of fierceness, and an indescribable domineering aura emanated, making the young man's face pale, and the palm of the gun was also trembling.

Seeing this, Qin Hao couldn't help but laugh dumbly. "Brother, don't be afraid, I'm a friend of your Great King Deception Bow, and I've come to him to catch up with him. ”

This person is dressed in the light armor unique to the wilderness, and he should be a soldier under the Decepticon archer. Sure enough, after hearing these words, the young man immediately put away his weapon in fear, bowed to Qin Hao and said, "The villain doesn't know that you are a friend of the king, you deserve death, and you deserve death......

Seeing the young man's sincere and frightened look, Qin Hao smiled gently, "Can you take me to Mr. Decepticon's tent?"

"Of course, of course. ”

Hurriedly agreed twice, Qin Hao followed the soldiers forward, from dusk to midnight.

Halfway through, Linglong's pace slowed down, and his physical strength was a little exhausted, but the young man showed no signs of stopping, and the more he walked, the more desolate the place became.

Qin Hao squatted down intimately: "Come on, you have just recovered from your illness, and you are not suitable for walking around for a long time." ”

was really a little tired, and Linglong was not hypocritical, just lying on Qin Hao's shoulder, a little sleepy. "By the way, it's the first time you've carried me like this. ”

"Yes. Qin Hao just laughed.

"But...... It was more comfortable to hold before, but now I can't sleep. Linglong whispered.

Hearing this, Qin Hao smiled dumbly. "You used to be the size of a palm, and you held me in my arms like a cat. Now, I'm afraid that even if I hold you, I won't be able to sleep peacefully. ”