"Ah~~!" Ye Yanran screamed in shock, pulling the vine with both palms, her body kept rolling down from the muddy red dirt road, pulling the vine with both hands, and half of the leaves on the vine were scraped off in the palm of her hand. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Yanran rolled an arc of the hillside, crashed into a pile of thorns, and stopped.

Ye Yanran let go of the vines with a pair of small hands tremblingly, and the palms of her hands had already been marked with blood, and she gritted her teeth in pain.

"Woo~~It hurts~~" Ye Yanran's hot tears couldn't help but fall.

A pair of phoenix eyes full of tears looked into the distance, this dark halfway up the mountain, it will take a long time to reach the bottom of the mountain, but why is he so useless!

I just walked this way, and I fell so many times.

Ye Yanran gasped, looked up at the sky, it was still raining.

"God, can't you stop it?" Ye Yanran almost cried and spoke, and once again stretched out her arms and looked around.

Ye Yanran cautiously walked down, but the ground was too slippery, Ye Yanran walked very hard, and she became more and more careful about the downhill.

Hour by hour passed, the rain from the canopy gradually decreased, and the sky gradually turned white.

"Ah~~~!" Ye Yanran screamed, and the whole person rolled down the hillside, the shoes on her feet had already fallen off, and she was barefoot, and the soles of her feet were covered with red mud.

"Uh... It hurts. Ye Yanran was dirty, and the farmer's shirt on her body was almost all a mud bag.

Ye Yanran stood up, frowning in pain, this night was just falling on her heels, and her waist bone was about to break.

Ye Yanran didn't stand so straight, reached out and rubbed the corners of her clothes, and forcefully wrung out a layer of muddy water.

Ye Yanran stretched out her hand and knocked on her back, looked up and looked around, she didn't expect that a bone had rolled down, but she had already reached the foot of the mountain.

Ye Yanran looked around with wide eyes, this valley of green trees and green mountains, the rain had stopped, and there was a cold chill all around.

"Looks like it's almost dawn." Ye Yanran reached out and stroked a handful of wet hair, the rain on her forehead, looking at the sky, her heart became more and more sad.

Ye Yanran looked ahead, there were big stones and tall rye grass everywhere, and when the breeze blew, the rye grass rolled like a wave, and Ye Yanran couldn't help but tremble.

Ye Yanran stretched out her hand and continued to walk forward, climbing the rock with her bare feet.

"Why haven't you seen the river yet?" Ye Yanran muttered, feeling more and more anxious, didn't the eldest brother say that there is a river?

Ye Yanran climbed a few rocks in a row, and the soles of the woman's feet were extremely delicate, and she was accidentally stabbed with blood by the thorns on the ground.

Ye Yanran accidentally rolled off the stone.

"Oops~~hiss~" Ye Yanran let out a cry in pain, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and in the distance, there was indeed a shallow river, bubbling and flowing.

"River!" Ye Yanran let out an excited voice, quickly stood up, looked around, picked up a slightly thick wooden stick on the ground, and walked towards the river with the wooden stick.

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At the entrance of a cave, Huang Fuchen finally climbed to the door, his lips turned pale, he looked up at the black entrance of the cave, and then looked at the sky.

"God is really teasing my Emperor Fuchen! It was hard to find a cave to shelter from the rain, but the rain stopped. Hehe~~" Huang Fuchen laughed bitterly, and the next moment, he fell to the ground with his head covered.

The man's eyes were dark, and the feeling of tiredness hit the man's whole body, it was too painful, too tired.

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Behind the dense mulberry forests, the river, Ye Yanran stood by the river with a wooden stick, watching the river flow to a natural cave in the valley, which is the end.

Ye Yanran was in trouble in her heart, where would this fall from above?

Ye Yanran looked up at the high cliff, feeling more and more frightened, and her heart became more and more bottomless.

"Bochen. I'm sorry for you. Ye Yanran choked back tears.

When he lowered his head, he paused slightly in his helpless eyes.

"What is this?" Ye Yanran's gaze was fixed on the bank of the river not far away, and the bank of the river was silted with red soil and fine sand and mud, which looked like there were traces of dragging.

Ye Yanran felt more and more strange, stepped forward with a wooden stick, and walked towards a mulberry tree.

There were obvious traces of dragging on the ground, Ye Yanran twisted her eyebrows, and muttered, "Why does it look like something has moved from here?" ”

Ye Yanran followed the traces and looked into the distance, and broke the traces on the rock face.

Ye Yanran quickly followed with a wooden stick, crossed a large rock face, and sure enough, found traces of mud dragging.

Ye Yanran had a premonition in her heart, an inexplicable premonition, and soon her heartbeat was very excited, and Ye Yanran followed the intermittent traces.

Ye Yanran walked for a while, and suddenly noticed that the traces of movement were gone, looked around, and found that there was nothing.

"Strange, why is it gone?" Ye Yanran muttered, her eyebrows furrowed.

Ye Yanran followed the traces on the ground and looked up at the rye grass in front of her, the tall rye grass that covered the line of sight in front of her.

For some reason, Ye Yanran inexplicably stretched out her hand and pushed aside the tall rye grass, and found that the grass inside was even higher.

Ye Yanran held a wooden stick, and with her other hand, she kept pushing away the rye grass and walked inside.

The footsteps stopped, and behind the disappearance of ryegrass was a cave, lying on the ground?

Ye Yanran opened her mouth wide and shouted excitedly, "Bochen!! ”

The wooden stick in Ye Yanran's hand hurriedly threw it away, and she didn't care about anything, so she ran over.

"Bochen? Bochen? Ye Yanran stretched out her hand and turned the man over with difficulty, patting the man's face.

Ye Yanran's eyes were shocked, and she clearly felt the hot heat on the man's face.

He reached out and probed the man's forehead.

"Oops, the wind is hot, there must be injuries on the body, and the evil disease has spread all over the body." Ye Yanran frowned and looked at the quiet valley around her.

"There should be herbs for heat dissipation."

Ye Yanran looked up at a cave behind her, the entrance of the cave was a little small, no wonder it was covered by lush ryegrass, so she couldn't see anything.

Ye Yanran's unconscious man's face was covered with red mud, which turned over his body, and Ye Yanran clearly saw that the man's knees were torn and his thighs were bruised.

"Could it be? Did he crawl over just now? The marks on the ground are the marks of his legs? Ye Yanran immediately looked at Huang Fuchen's legs.

Ye Yanran curled her fingers slightly and buckled the man's calf.

"Hmm." The man moved, letting out a muffled pain, and his sword eyebrows furrowed.

Ye Yanran suddenly realized a little, "It seems that the bone has been injured, and it must be fixed, otherwise it will be broken again when it is too late." ”

Ye Yanran looked at the wet ground, surrounded by muddy roads watered by rain, and then looked into the cave.

"Gotta find a way to carry him to the cave." Ye Yanran looked at the man with a huge body in difficulty.

Ye Yanran stood up, her eyes anxiously looking around, and finally fixed her eyes on the thick vines.

A moment later ...

In the cave, Ye Yanran was almost out of breath from exhaustion, sat on the ground, and the vines across her shoulders fell to the ground.

turned his eyes to look at Huang Fuchen behind him, who had been dragged into the cave by Ye Yanran.

Ye Yanran looked at the cave, which was still dry, walked up to the man and squatted down.

Ye Yanran reached out to untie the vine tied to the man's waist, looked at him in wet mud clothes, and looked at himself, both of them were dirty.

"It seems that there is a toss, go pick up some dry firewood first."

Ye Yanran stood up and walked outside.

During the day, the rain stopped, the sun rose in the east, and the bright sun shone on the earth.

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The day passed quickly, and the sun set in the west.

In the cave, Ye Yanran had already picked up the firewood that had been dried during the day, piled it aside, set up a fire, and burned the firewood.

The torn clothes of the two were set up next to the firewood, and Ye Yanran washed the clothes of the two in the river and set up a roasting fire, hoping that they could dry quickly before they could be put on.

Ye Yanran was only wearing a corset chest pierced with lotus leaves, and was pounding a pot of herbs against the fire.

Ye Yanran was very glad that she was able to find a broken porcelain pot in the river*, and she happened to be looking for a long time in the valley and picking a lot of medicines to remove wind and heat.

"Water... A man's muffled voice sounded.

Ye Yanran turned her head to look, inside, a layer of dry palm bark was laid on the ground, this was Ye Yanran peeled off a palm tree with great effort, peeled off a layer inside, and it was very dry.

At this moment, Huang Fuchen was lying on top of him, and Ye Yanran used a huge banana leaf to cover his hiding place, and the two broken legs had been fixed with wooden sticks, tied with strips of cloth, and smeared with a layer of herbs.

"Water." The man's white lips spat words, still unconscious.

Ye Yanran scooped a leaf of water with a leaf and carefully held it over.

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