Wen Jun didn't know whether to talk or not, although that bullshit envoy had already left, but was this a Ecstasy Array he had set up? Will you go and come back and kill the horse pistol then?

Seeing Wen Jun lying on the ground, indifferent to his words, Xiahou Yi couldn't help but be stunned, thinking that this guy should be asleep here, right? Hurriedly pushed his body and shouted, "Xiaojun, Xiaojun......"

Wen Jun held his breath, like a dead pig, and still didn't squeak.

Xiahou Yi secretly screamed that it was not good, and the three souls were frightened, and the seven spirits were fluttering, and the pretty face like a sinking fish and a goose became pale, and a cold sweat broke out from his back. She trembled and stretched her five fingers under Wen Jun's nose, and found that there was no snort.

"Ahh This surprise is not trivial, and a little liver seems to jump out of his throat. How can a little girl, who is in such a deep mountain and dense forest, not be frightened when the flower messenger suddenly has no vital signs?

Fortunately, she is not only a little girl, but also a heroic policewoman, although "in danger" is used on her a little too much, but it is dozens or even a hundred times calmer than ordinary little girls.

Once she had calmed down, she touched his chest with her hand again. Medically speaking, judging whether a person is dead or not mainly depends on whether his head is dead, referred to as "brain death".

These are too profound for Xiahou Yi to understand. When she was still in school, the instructor told her that a living person can be temporarily without breathing, but it is impossible not to have a heartbeat!

Wen Jun's "dragon slaying technique" is very powerful, he can hold his breath for several hours in a row, but he can't stop his heart from beating, even for a few seconds or tens of seconds.

Therefore, when Xiahou Yi's five fingers reached in, he immediately felt the warmth of his chest and a violent heartbeat! After the surprise, a trace of suspicion appeared on her face, could this guy have fallen into the fox spirit's ecstasy Dafa? Otherwise, how could this happen?

She looked around, and when she saw a pool of green water, a sunny smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. walked to the edge of the pool, bent down to pick up a pool of water, quickly returned to Wen Jun's side, and sprinkled the pool of water on his face.

This is how the catchers deal with unconscious victims. She has seen it in movies and novels. Just treat it as a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

The clear water of the pool was like a life-saving medicine, Wen Jun's eyes opened suddenly, and he was still smiling. Wen Jun smiled, you can say that he is laughing, you can also say that he is crying, there is a kind of laughter is similar to crying.

Xiahou Yi also smiled, her smile was neither like a flower, nor like a fog, nor like a crescent moon. Because there is never such a delicate flower, such a lovely mist, and such a moving moonlight in the world.

She smiled and said, "Master, have you fallen for the vixen's ecstasy Dafa?" ”

Wen Jun only smiled bitterly, and said in her heart that this girl is really talented, and she guessed such a difficult problem at once. It is a pity that a handful of talents like her do not go to the TV station to participate in the "Very 6+1". His own truth is true, true, he has fallen into the "fox" ecstasy Dafa.

Men in the world, all who are lucky enough to fall into the fox spirit's ecstasy Dafa, are willing and willing, but Wen Jun is not, he is to save the little girl in front of him.

Wen Jun sat up, wiped a handful of water droplets on his face with his sleeve, and just when he wanted to speak, he heard Xiahou Yi "flutter" and laugh, and he was fascinated.

Wen Jun asked, "Yi'er, what are you laughing at?" ”

Xiahou Yi smiled silently, bent down to pull him up, and walked towards the edge of the pool.

The water of the pond is clear and almost illuminating.

Seeing his reflection on the pond surface, Wen Jun couldn't help laughing, three points of banter, seven points of melancholy. Wen Jun suddenly let out a long sigh and said, "I'm like this now, I'm afraid that there is no distinction between people and ghosts." ”

Xiahou Yi took out a handkerchief, soaked it in pool water and wrung it half-dry, and wiped it on his handsome face, she wiped it very lightly and softly, as if it would be broken if she used a force.

The sunlight shone down from the top of the forest, through her long flowing hair, on her long eyelashes, and finally slid down on the tip of her small nose, on which there were small beads of sweat, like dew on the petals of flowers.

Feeling Wen Jun's strange gaze, Xiahou Yi's pretty face was suddenly covered with a thin layer of red, lowered his head, and said with his lips pursed: "Master, you see...... What to see?"

"Oh, Yi'er, you have a weed in your hair." Wen Jun smiled awkwardly and reached out to gently brush the weeds off the tips of her hair. In fact, there was nothing else in his heart, only a little, faint, sweet melancholy. Only when people feel the happiest can they have this strange melancholy.

Xiahou Yi raised his head and asked, "Master, why are we here?" ”

Wen Jun was surprised: "Don't you know? ”

Xiahou Yi shook his head and said, "When I was picking chrysanthemums, I only felt that I lost consciousness when I saw a flower in front of me. ”

Wen Jun let out a long sigh and said, "Until now, I only know one thing. ”

Xiahou Yi asked, "Which thing?" ”

Wen Jun smiled bitterly: "I only know that I seem to have fallen into a trap, and suddenly I fell down inexplicably." "He's a little bit baffled. By the time he found out it was a trap, the rope was around his neck.

Xiahou Yi's face changed, and he said, "Trap! What trap? ”

Wen Jun said: "I don't know. He smiled wryly, and then added, "If I had known what kind of trap it was, I wouldn't have fallen into it." ”

Xiahou Yi said worriedly: "Master, what should I do then?" ”

Wen Jun shook his head and said, "Yi'er, let's go back first." ”

Xiahou Yi looked around, there were high and low jungles and strange rocks everywhere, and said, "Master, how can you get out here?" ”

Wen Jun touched the bridge of his straight nose, squatted on the ground, patted his shoulder, with a helpless expression, and said, "Hey, come on, who made me your master?" ”

Xiahou Yi looked at his face of "being cheap and selling well", walked over with a shy face, wrapped his hands around his neck, lay on his back, opened his mouth to bite one of his ears, and said with a smile: "Master, if you have any dirty ideas, I will bite it off." ”

Although her words were fierce, her voice was gentle and sweet, and in this quiet dense forest, from the mouth of a person like her, it was like the most beautiful song in the world.

Wen Jun's heart also began to melt, like ice and snow in the spring breeze. He knew that how could such a lovely little girl do such a cruel thing? Besides, if there is any such idea, how does she know?