Seeing the little man in his arms slowly close his eyes, Beichen's heart instantly wrinkled.

"Rantei!"

He shouted urgently, two words, and the whole valley was shaken.

In the distance, Lan Ting, who was watching in the distance on the snow peak, heard his voice, and immediately turned around and rushed to the camp, and several of his cronies heard his voice and rushed over eagerly.

In the camp, everyone was left behind one after the other.

The curtain was opened, and several people rushed in, led by Lan Ting, followed by the three main cronies.

Seeing the big tent full of messes, there were several blood on his body, and Beichen with purple pupils in his arms, several people were stunned.

"Treat her!"

Without waiting for everyone to ask, Beichen had already shouted urgently.

Looking at the purple pupils in his arms, which were also stained with blood on their clothes, Lan Ting didn't dare to slack off, and immediately walked over, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to the wrist of the purple pupil.

Before he could touch the purple pupil, Beichen had already muttered again.

"Don't touch her!"

"Yes!"

Lan Ting hurriedly retracted his hand, took out a handkerchief from his body, and put it on Zitong's wrist, only then did he drop his two fingers, carefully checking Zitong's pulse, and he carefully withdrew his fingers.

"Young master, don't worry too much, Miss Purple Pupil, she's fine, it's just that her body is too tired, and she should wake up soon."

Hearing this, Beichen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Out of the woods."

The crowd did not dare to stay, and withdrew lightly.

The curtain swayed, the red shadow flashed, and the snack fell beside the two.

Look at the purple pupils in Beichen's arms, and the snacks can't be untied.

"What's wrong with my mother?"

Beichen was silent.

"Hey, I'm talking to you."

The snack seller did not get a response, and there was obvious displeasure in his tone.

Beichen was still silent.

"Bastard Beichen, are you deaf?" The snack seller scolded angrily.

Beichen was still silent.

He didn't hear anything, he didn't feel anything, and at the moment his attention was just focused on the purple pupil.

She said, she hates him?!

Could it be that he was wrong, could it be that she really didn't like him?!

……

Outside the tent, it was getting late, and the light inside the tent was slowly dimming.

Because no one dared to come in and hold the lamp for him without his permission.

After asking these countless questions, the snack didn't get a response, and he didn't ask again, just squatting silently beside the two of them like Beichen, Shi Er looked at Zi Pupil, Shi Er looked at Beichen, and couldn't figure out what was going on.

Off-the-books.

The lights of the entire camp were lit up, and a figure flew by, stopping in front of the Lan Pavilion standing outside the tent.

"Mr. Lan, the Blizzard Legion army is already fifty miles away."

"Revisit."

Lan Ting spat out two words, and the man immediately turned around and swept up, disappearing into the night.

"Mr. Lan?!"

On the side, several people looked at Lan Ting worriedly.

The enemy's military horses were already fifty miles away, and the young master was not ready to meet the enemy, which was too abnormal.

Lan Ting raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything.

Inside the account.

Feeling the subtle movement of the purple pupil in his arms, Beichen was overjoyed, raised his finger and flicked it lightly, a touch of golden light flashed, and the candle on the candlestick in the tent corner lit up.

When the light came on, the purple pupils had already slowly opened their eyes.

Seeing Beichen in her sight, she frowned.

"If you want to kill me, why don't you let me die?!"

Her voice was weak, but there was anger in her tone...... And heartache.

Originally, I thought that in this world, even if everyone could be her enemy, he would definitely not be one of them.

Now it seems that it is still wrong!