After climbing the sea level, the morning sun gradually became dazzling, even a little dazzling. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe sunlight shone obliquely, casting the shadows of Yang Qian and Qingluo running on the soft sand.

As time passed, Yang Qian's speed had gradually slowed down. He gasped heavily, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead. glanced sideways at Qingluo, and saw that she was sweating at this time, and the black hair on her sideburns was sticking to her cheeks because she was wet with sweat. Her expression was still cold, but it was a little more adorable and delicate.

Her chest was heaving violently, and it was clear that she wasn't relaxed either.

She seemed to feel Yang Qian's gaze, but she didn't dare to see that Yang Qian just sped up and overtook Yang Qian's side.

Looking at Qingluo's back, Yang Qian smiled slightly, and couldn't help but speed up.

The sun has risen in mid-air, and the sun is slowly becoming scorching. The scorching sun hits the skin and there is a sharp tingling sensation.

Yang Qian and Qingluo had already run five kilometers and completed half of the task.

Sweat soaked through their clothes. Yang Qian estimated that if he took off his clothes, he would definitely be able to squeeze out the water. After completing five kilometers, Yang Qian and Qingluo's physical strength had also been exhausted.

Their steps became heavier and heavier, as if every step they took required the strength of their whole body. The thirty kilograms of iron clothing on his body were like a mountain that was constantly getting heavier, weighing heavily on his body.

Trample...... Trample......

With every step, you will make a deep footprint on the sand.

Yang Qian gasped for breath. He couldn't wait to throw off the iron cloak on his body immediately. But he finally gritted his teeth and finally persevered.

At this time, Qingluo was already five or six meters behind.

Looking back at Qingluo, I saw that her body was trembling slightly, her face was pale, and her lips were no longer bloody. She bit her lip so tightly that she even bit out blood.

The girl's physique is weaker than that of the man, and after running five kilometers, Yang Qian is a little unbearable, how can Qingluo be relaxed?

But she still persevered, persevered......

"You...... Is it okay? Yang Qian looked at Qingluo for a long time and asked.

Qingluo gasped heavily, she still took steps, she didn't speak, just nodded.

Yang Qian frowned, Yang Qian knew that she had reached the limit of her physical strength. Yang Qian slowed down until Qingluo caught up with him side by side, and he said, "Take off the iron cloak on your body, and I'll help you carry it." ”

Hearing Yang Qian's words, a warm current suddenly surged in Qingluo's heart. Warms her heart. It was as if in the cold winter day, the soft sunlight suddenly appeared.

A trace of joy flashed on Qing Luo's face that was not easy to capture, and then he returned to his usual cold and frosty nature, and said for a while: "You don't have to worry about me...... I can! ”

Qingluobei teeth bite.

She didn't dare to look at Yang Qian, but her heart was beating suddenly.

Hearing this, Yang Qian looked at Qingluo's cold face for a long time. Seeing the perseverance on her face and her gritted teeth, Yang Qian finally didn't say anything more.

He knows Qingluo's character. She has a strong heart, how can she easily show her weakness in front of herself?

The two of them continued on their way, only by the end of the day, they were no longer running, but walking, at a snail-like pace. But even then, it was a difficult time for them to get started.

Their bodies were shaking violently from the severe exertion of physical strength, and their feet were already weak and numb......

The more you get to the end, the heavier the seemingly heavy iron suit becomes. Carrying it on its back is like carrying a mountain on its back, pressing down on the person's waist and making him breathless.

Thump......

When he was still three kilometers away from his destination, Qingluo's body shook and he fell on the beach.

"Qingluo ......" Yang Qian was almost at the limit of his physical fitness, and the soreness and numbness of his muscles made him almost lose control of his limbs.

Seeing Qingluo falling, Yang Qian ignored the heaviness of his footsteps and ran quickly in front of Qingluo.

At this time, Qing Luo was weak, and his face was already pale to the extreme. Yang Qian stretched out his hand to pinch Qing Luo's middle man, and after a long time, Qing Luo hummed lightly before he woke up from his coma.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the heart-pounding face.

She was suddenly a little scared, a little worried......

"Help me...... Get up ......" Qingluo's voice was a little weak.

"But you ......" Yang Qian hesitated a little, but finally helped her up.

"I can ......," Qingluo looked determined. Seeing the persistence in her eyes, Yang Qian wanted to say something, but in the end chose to be silent.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Qian looked at Qingluo and said, "I believe in you." ”

Qingluo nodded, she didn't say anything, just stared at Yang Qian for a long time.

After a little silence, Yang Qian said again: "Give me the iron coat on your body." ”

Qingluo was still staring at Yang Qian, and was about to speak, when Yang Qian continued, "Don't refuse. ”

For some reason, Qingluo felt that Yang Qian was a little domineering at this time, and she swallowed back the words that she was going to refuse. Eventually, she nodded.

She didn't know why she agreed to Yang Qian inexplicably, as if deep down, there was a powerful force driving her.

The iron cloak was taken off and was carried by the man in front of him.

Qing Luo's body suddenly felt light, but his heart was heavy.

She looked at Yang Qian stupidly, and said after a while: "In this way, you will be very tired." ”

She didn't seem to want to see Yang Qian too tired.

This seems to be the first time she's been pregnant with a man. The cold face couldn't help but flush with a hint of ruddy. Her heart beat suddenly, she didn't dare to look at Yang Qian anymore, and she didn't dare to say anything more.

She wanted to be cold to him, but she found that she couldn't do it anymore.

"It's nothing." Yang Qian smiled slightly, supported the weak Qingluo, and walked towards the end step by step.

……

The weight on his body suddenly increased by twenty kilograms, and Yang Qian couldn't help but snort. His feet were shaking violently, as if he would lose his footing at any moment.

But in order not to let Qingluo see his exhaustion, he tried his best to control his not to tremble, and to try not to make too heavy gasps.

He pretended to be relaxed, one step, two steps, three steps...... Finally reached the end.

It was noon.

The sun is blazing!

The dazzling and burning eyes are dizzying.

Looking up, he saw Elder Xuyun looking at them with a kind smile on his face.

Is it finally done?

Yang Qian smiled slightly, and the nerves that had been tense finally relaxed. And once the mind relaxes, the deep sense of exhaustion comes like a flood of beasts. Yang Qian only felt that his body collapsed to one side, and his eyes suddenly went dark, and his body fell backwards involuntarily.

"Yang Qian......" This is Qingluo's beautiful and anxious voice, and it is also the last voice Yang Qian heard.