Today, I worked overtime until more than eight o'clock before I was put back by the boss. I just got a little food to fill my stomach and immediately started to yard, and finally a chapter has been coded now. Second, try to reduce the number of words, see if you can upload it before midnight, if not, as long as you make it back tomorrow. I'm late for uploading, I'm sorry to all book friends! In addition, thank you to the two book friends [Long Wind Chopping the Full Moon] and [Finger Crushing Ice] for becoming the ** of this book, thank you for your support! Thank you! ――

Lu Ming felt as if he had fallen into a dark and cold abyss, his whole body was sore, his limbs were cold, and the burning pain between the lobes of his lungs was as if there was a scorching flame burning, frantically scorching flesh and blood.

The body alternates between hot and cold, burning the mind blurred, fluttering as if hanging in the cold clouds.

The sky was dark and dazed, and I don't know how long it took for Lu Ming to wake up again. The fire in his body was raging, but his limbs were as cold as ice and snow, and he was shivering. The throat is dry like a fire. He tried his best to open his eyes and look around, it was pitch black all around, the shadows of the trees were heavy, a bleak bright moon hung high in the sky, the cold moon was silent, and the sky and the earth were dead and silent.

His nose was full of sweet and smooth virgin fragrance, but it seemed to be fluttering, as if it was far away, he twisted his neck, and immediately felt that his cheeks touched an astonishing softness, and when he opened his eyes with difficulty, he found that he was actually pillowing between two round and soft balls of flesh.

I heard Huang Ling'er's voice trembling with surprise: "Xiao Mingming, are you awake?" ”

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, but it was Huang Ling'er's neck, and the bone jade jewelry hanging on his earlobes reflected the light of the moonlight, Lu Ming hurriedly closed his eyes, and slowly opened his eyes after a while. The light is dim, and the eyes are also astringent and painful, and I feel heavy when I barely open them. However, Huang Linger's star-like eyes were still so clear, Huang Linger's enchanting face was full of joy, worry, eagerness and remorse, and tears were in her apricot eyes, and she suddenly burst into tears.

Lu Ming's side face was held by Huang Ling'er with a silky palm, and it was pillowed between her fragrant and soft **.

Lu Ming wanted to move his body, but as soon as his arm was raised, he felt as if his chest and lungs were being frantically pierced by thousands of sharp needles, and he snorted involuntarily in pain, but his voice was hoarse and ugly, like the harsh sound of a broken iron sheet being blown by the wind. His throat was so dry that it seemed to be cracked, and the suppressed pain made him cough violently, but he immediately felt a sweetness in his mouth, and blood rushed up from between his chest and lungs, spilling down the corners of his mouth!

Huang Ling'er's eyes darkened, she felt remorse and pain, her tears seemed to have broken the embankment, and her cheeks were immediately slippery and cold. Seeing Lu Ming looking up at her in pain, she hurriedly reached out to wipe the tears on her face, and in a panic, she wiped the blood from Lu Ming's mouth with her arm, and reluctantly showed a distressed smile and said: "Xiao Mingming, you have been in a coma for a day and a night, don't scare me, hmm, God bless, you finally woke up!" ”

Lu Ming was thirsty in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound, just stretched out his finger and pointed to his mouth. Huang Ling'er whimpered, choked up and said softly: "Xiao Mingming, do you want to drink water?" He took a sheepskin jug, carefully placed it on his lips, moistened his lips first, and then poured it slowly.

It's cool and sweet, and it's all the dew collected from the leaves. The cool dew entered his abdomen, the heat and pain between his chest and lungs were slightly relieved, and Lu Ming's spirit was slightly invigorated. After struggling and moving, Huang Ling'er hurriedly and gently helped him to sit up, and Lu Ming found that he was reclining in Huang Ling'er's arms, and his whole body was wrapped in soft and wide beast fur. The beast fur on his body Lu Ming could recognize, it should be the clothes on the Vimo people, thinking that Huang Ling'er should have killed the Vimo people who were chasing after him with plum blossom nails, and seeing that Lu Ming's hands and feet were cold, he wrapped them all.

"Huang Ling'er - where are we coughing now?" As soon as he said such a sentence, he couldn't help but arch his waist and cough violently, and wisps of fishy sweet blood gushed out of his throat and flowed down the corners of his mouth, which was dazzling. The violent cough touched the lobes of the lungs that seemed to have broken a big hole, and endless boredom and nausea surged up, and the burning and uncomfortable breath in the abdomen went straight to the top of the head, and he fainted again.

Huang Ling'er's intermittent crying and crying kept coming from his ears, but it was like floating in the cold night wind, very close, just whispering in his ears, but it was so blurry that he couldn't catch it and hear it clearly.

When I woke up again, it was dusk. He leaned against the rough trunk of a nameless tree, whose branches had lost their leaves and swayed gently in the cold wind, and in front of him was a large river, the water of which reflected the golden sunset, sparkling.

Huang Ling'er was washing something by the river, and the long and untidy hair hanging down in front of her eyes blocked the view, and Huang Ling'er swept the hair with the back of her wet hand from time to time, pulling it behind her ears. The soft sunset light poured from the side of her face, making her body seem to be showered in the soft orange light, and her hair fluttered, Lu Ming found for the first time that Huang Ling'er was so delicate.

Turning his eyes with difficulty and looking around, there was a mountain-sized wild bear corpse on his side, the river-like blood flowing from under the corpse had not yet completely coagulated, the wild bear's chest was cut open by a sharp blade, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the most precious and valuable internal organs in it had been taken out, which should be Huang Ling'er was cleaning and preparing to grind it into a medicinal juice for him to drink. In the division, injury is an indispensable experience for every **, and healing is definitely the most important lesson outside of martial arts practice.

Lu Ming's cough alarmed Huang Ling'er, and when he turned his head to see him wake up, Huang Ling'er was overjoyed, and hurriedly put down the sharp blade and the wild bear internal organs in his hand, and ran over to talk to him. But there was a rumbling in his ears, and he couldn't really hear a word, only to see her moving smile stained with mud everywhere, tears stained, reflecting the sunset light flickering, like spring mud peach blossoms.

Huang Ling'er cried and laughed and trotted to Lu Ming's side, and said softly in pain: "Xiao Mingming, how do you feel?" As she spoke, she suddenly grabbed Lu Ming's hand and looked at him in a daze, tears falling down again.

Lu Ming had already lost a full weight, his eyes were dim, his sockets were deep, his lips were dry, and he was cracked. His face was as pale as paper, without any blood, which was the condition of the body after excessive blood loss. His upper body was **, and the long arrow at the lobe of his right chest and lung had been pulled out, and it was full of sticky herbs, tightly wrapped in cloth leather, which was the strip of cloth torn off the skirt of Huang Ling'er's shirt, which was already stained with red blood.

As soon as Huang Ling'er saw Lu Ming's weak situation, her heart ached with remorse. Grabbing Lu Ming's palm, it was as cold as ice.

Lu Ming felt that the heat wave in his body was tumbling, especially the lobes of his chest and lungs, as if they had been completely burned, with a scorching high temperature like a soldering iron. He wanted to speak, but there was a suffocation in his brain, as if a heavy hammer had hit the nerves in his brain, and his head was dull, and his eyes were dark, and he passed out again. In a daze, hearing Huang Ling'er's painful cry, he felt the soft fingers gently parting his lips, and the soft and moist lips pressed against his mouth, pouring a stream of cold and bitter liquid in.

Dizzy, I don't know how long it has been like this, I vaguely feel that leaning on Huang Ling'er's body, nephrite is warm and fragrant, and the virgin fragrance is snorting, as if I am in an intoxicating flower. The body kept shaking, and there was the cry of a small beast, as if the two of them were riding on the back of a tame beast, and they didn't know how Huang Ling'er caught it.

Lu Ming felt that his body was bumpy and up and down, his whole body was still sore, and he couldn't stabilize his body at all, so he didn't fall off the back of the little beast by snuggling in Huang Ling'er's delicate arms. The brain is blurry, and I want to wake up but I feel that my eyelids seem to weigh as much as a thousand pounds, and I can't break free of it, and my eyes are dark.

In a daze, it seemed that Huang Ling'er had taken him for a long time, eating a lot of things ground into liquids, either sour or sweet or bitter, sometimes mixed with her cold tears, the bitter taste spread at the base of his tongue, and a drop penetrated into his heart. Huang Ling'er's painful, sad and regretful sobs kept ringing in his ears, calling thousands of times, but he just couldn't hear it clearly.

When I woke up for the third time, it was a sunny morning, my head rested on Huang Ling'er's soft**, Huang Ling'er's pretty face was haggard, her hair was messy, her eyes were already red and swollen from crying, and she looked down at him stupidly. The morning stars were faint, and the morning dew shone brightly on the grass. The oriental fish belly is white, the morning sun rises, the breeze blows, and thousands of rays of light break through the mist in the sky, announcing the arrival of another day. The soft sunlight shone on Huang Ling'er's face, gilding it with a layer of golden light, and the teardrops in the corners of her eyes slid across her white cheeks, flashing colorful glare in the morning sun.

Tuoba Ye looked at her blankly, as if he was stabbed in the heart by Huang Ling'er's pair of miserable and gentle eyes, which made his heart tremble, and a kind of tenderness that had never been before surged into his heart, and he couldn't help but think: "If she has always been so gentle and moving, if she has always been by her side like this, if she is willing to stay, I must love her and love her well." At this time, Huang Ling'er should be the real her, there is no bewitching and moving mask-like smile, there is no coquettish anger, but it is so real and moving, but what about Murong Xuan and Shen Xinyi? There is also a Yan Lin who loves or hates him, will she accept Huang Ling'er in the end? Will she ever forgive the hurt she did that night? Thinking of this, for the first time, I found that I had caused so many love debts that can never be replaced, every woman is so good, it is so rare, how should I face them? At this time, he still had the heart to think about the kind of mind comparable to the gods without answering, and the future emotions seemed to be suddenly covered with a layer of fog, at this time, his head suddenly swelled and painful, and his weak body seemed to be touched, and his chest hurt sharply, and he shouted loudly and fell into a coma again.

After that, she woke up intermittently many times, sometimes seeing Huang Ling'er grinding some strange flowers and fruits, sometimes seeing her cleaning the various internal organs taken out of the beast, and sometimes seeing her looking at him in a daze, her eyes as red as peaches. In a trance, I ate a lot of strange juices, and the cold juice slid down my throat, and my whole body was cool

In a daze, it was as if I was in a chaotic dark world, and it was difficult to wake up

(To be continued.) )