Chapter 19: The Three Lives of the Floating Massacre
It was getting dark, and the rain was getting heavier. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
The dark mountain roads are even more difficult to navigate.
It can be regarded as the luck of the two of them, and they found a hidden cave by mistake in such an environment. Coincidentally, the shrubs at the entrance of the cave are exceptionally lush, isolating the cold wind outside the cave and the incessant sound of rain.
Inside the cave.
Jun Mowen turned her eyes to look at Si Jichen's muddy clothes, her palm-sized little face was pale, and at this moment she slightly pursed her purple lips that had been frozen, and stood a few steps away.
Looking at her like this, Jun Mowen's heart tightened, and a deep pity flashed in his eyes.
I don't know where he found some dry firewood, set it up, and skillfully lit it.
These things that should not have been done by the prince, Jun Mowen did it with ease.
When he raised his eyes, he saw Si Jichen's somewhat puzzled eyes, he looked down at his hands, and smiled bitterly in his heart, but in his eyes was doting on the people around him.
Once, when the mother concubine died, those palace people who tended to be inflammatory, no one would care about him, the forgotten prince, at all.
In order to survive in the palace, he did nothing from cooking on the fire to washing clothes and carrying water.
Now...... But it's okay, so that he can have the ability to take care of her at such a time.
Looking at Jun Mowen's figure busy lighting the fire and roasting clothes, the firelight jumped and reflected in Si Jichen's eyes, and it seemed that his body was not so cold.
It's just that......
Her brow furrowed, clutching her chest, the familiar pain in her heart again.
When she was in a trance, the gentleman approached her at some point, and his body warmed.
Jun Mowen had already wrapped her in a dried robe, and his hand hugged her.
Si Jichen narrowed his eyes, and his tone was rarely annoyed; "Let go."
Jun Mowen pulled her into his arms again, and his tone was relaxed; "If I don't let go, what will you do?"
Gritting his silver teeth, this person ......
Si Jichen had no choice but to close his eyes, out of sight.
Jun Mowen was thinking back to the previous incident, those killers were targeting Si Jichen from the beginning, and even wanted to take her life. Si Jichen had lived in the vast mountains for a long time, how could she cause such trouble in such a place that was almost isolated from the world.
"Do you know who those killers are?"
Suddenly hearing this, Si Jichen's body stiffened slightly, and she began to think about it, but she really couldn't find a clue.
"The clothes of those men were covered with four-leaf flowers embroidered with dark red embroidery thread. As far as I know, it is the symbol of Hades, the best killer organization in the world, and the four-leaf flower is the so-called symbol of blood and killing, and the flower name is Sansheng Futu. …… Dust, when did you get into such trouble? ”
After waiting for a long time, Jun Mo couldn't hear her answer, and sighed helplessly.
Since she didn't want to answer, he wouldn't force her. No matter what trouble she causes, he just needs to protect her.
But soon, Jun Mowen sensed that something was wrong. He hugged her tightly at this time, through the clothes, the body in his arms was no longer the normal temperature, and the body temperature was very hot through the dried clothes.
Jun Mo hurriedly let go of his hand, and Si Jichen fell softly into his arms, and his pale cheeks were now flushed sickly.
Reaching out to probe her forehead, sure enough, the tentacles were hot.
Jun Mo couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard it; "So much love, so ...... now What can be done. ”