Just now, in such ups and downs, because of extreme fright, Xiao Yu didn't feel how painful this wound was.

However, in the process of tearing open the wound violently, applying a thick layer of ointment, wrapping the clothes and belts, and completing the complicated procedures, Xiao Yu felt a heart-piercing pain.

That kind of pain deeply stimulated Xiao Yu's nerves again and again, and the pain was so painful that she almost smoothed out her back molars, but she endured it desperately and refused to let herself moan.

Nangong's warm voice came over smoothly and steadily:

"Does it hurt? If it hurts, just call it out, there's no need to hold on like this. Do you need to see the outside like this in the presence of this king? ”

Silently withdrawing back the arm that had just been bandaged, Xiao Yu gritted his teeth and quietly moved his butt to the other side of the fire.

After a shallow sigh, a pair of warm hands pressed Xiao Yu's back at once.

A mellow true qi surged from the back of her heart.

The warm true qi quickly swam around Xiao Yu's body, as if in a pool of cold water, suddenly injected into a lively warm current.

Xiao Yu's spirit finally eased up.

I don't know how long it was.

Xiao Yu only felt that his clothes had been dried out.

Even the wound on his arm was not as painful as it had been at first.

It's just that the guy who has been sitting cross-legged behind him seems to have not uttered another syllable for a long time.

Xiao Yu couldn't help but feel a little strange:

Well, I'm used to hearing this guy's chirping, why don't you talk all of a sudden? Have you changed sex? Angry? It's only been a short while, no!

Holding the injured arm, Xiao Yuche turned around and glanced back curiously.

At a glance, Rao is Xiao Yu, who has always been hard-hearted, almost rolled down to tears:

It turned out that Nangong Ping, who had been busy for so long, was already sitting there cross-legged, hanging his head, and fell asleep with exhaustion.

Even when he was asleep, his palms continued to push forward, and he didn't forget to drop the continuous transmission of true qi to Xiao Yu.

His shirt was only dry on one side of the fire, and the other was still wet.

Yourself, is it too much trouble for others?!

A sense of remorse arose spontaneously in Xiao Yu's heart.

Hurriedly stretched out his upright arm, hugged Nangong Ping gently, leaned against the fire, and slowly put him down, so that he could sleep a little more comfortably.

Nangong Ping, who was sleeping, blushed, and his mouth was still dreaming:

"It's hot, it's hot! Water, drink water! ”

Xiao Yu hurriedly reached out and probed his forehead. The corners of his forehead were hot, as if he was already having a high fever.

Xiao Yu couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart.

After pondering for a while, Xiao Yu first found a narrow cave sheltered from the wind, and after cleaning it, he first spread a thick layer of soft grass, and then at the entrance of the cave, Wangwang built another fire.

Then, relying on his innate divine power, Xiao Yu gritted his teeth, and relied on one arm alone, and forced the tall and thin Nangong Ping in.

I found a big piece, put a bag of water in my pocket, took it back step by step, and fed Nangong Ping to drink it little by little.

In embarrassment, Xiao Yu could only silently scold Ah Tong in his heart:

"Dead thing, where are they going crazy! Seeing the two injured people busy back and forth here, in front of them, there was not even a single errand and errand! Even if it's to help find a piece of animal skin and cover him to keep him warm, it's good! ”

I scolded secretly for a long time, but I didn't see half of the red fox hair coming back.

Looking at Nangong Ping, who was lying there panting and shivering, Xiao Yu hesitated for a while, so he could only take off his tattered coat and cover him, and he slowly lay down, hugged Nangong Ping with one arm, and used his body temperature to warm him.